"Who are you, that you actually know Nangong?"
Qu Wenchang looked at Tang Ming in confusion.
"Let introduce myself. I’m Tang Ming, the mastermind who wiped out the dicine Sect and wrecked your base at the Southwest dical Tower."
Tang Ming straightened his clothes, proudly introducing himself.
"You’re the one who destroyed the dicine Sect?"
Qu Wenchang’s face turned cold. "The dicine Sect was also a dical Dao sect supported by our Three-Life Sect, but I never expected it to be wiped out by soone. We haven’t even gone to settle the score with you yet, and you actually jump out on your own to die."
"Yeah, I heard from Nangong Tianyue that the Three-Life Sect is the dicine Sect’s Supre Sect. So that’s true, huh."
Tang Ming nodded, then let out a strange laugh. "I didn’t just wipe out the dicine Sect, I also trashed Netherworld Road’s base in the dical Tower. Unfortunately, that punk Nangong Tianyue managed to run. You guys know where he is?"
"Sothing really happened to the dical Tower?"
Qu Wenxing frowned tightly and looked at Qu Wenchang.
"Hmph! No matter what happened over there, just based on him destroying the dicine Sect, you must die today."
Qu Wenchang snorted coldly, circulating his cultivation, ready to make a move.
"Hold on! Before we fight, I want to know why the Three-Life Sect is supporting so many dical Dao sects, and what exactly you’re trying to do researching the dical Tower?"
Tang Ming hurriedly shouted for them to stop, voicing the doubts in his heart. This question made him way too curious.
"A man about to die has no right to know the affairs of our Three-Life Sect. You can—"
"Alright, alright, since that’s how it is, I won’t ask."
Tang Ming curled his lip, circulating his cultivation to withstand the Qu brothers’ aura while provoking them. "Since you’re so powerful, do you dare take one move from ?"
"Brat, what trick are you trying to pull? Even the ng Family’s Purple Lightning Profound Skill couldn’t do anything to us. What ability do you have?"
Qu Wenchang looked at Tang Ming with utter disdain.
"Whether I’ve got ability or not has nothing to do with whether you dare take one move from , right?"
Tang Ming curled his lip in contempt.
"Fine! Since you’re so bold, we’ll give you a chance. Let see what you can actually do."
Qu Wenchang glanced at everyone. "Anyway, all of you are dood to die today."
"Worthy of being a Martial Arts senior, not taking advantage of a junior like . Thanks, man."
Tang Ming made a weird humming sound, then started circulating his cultivation.
"Old Third, what the hell are you doing? Those two are too strong, don’t try to play the hero."
Seeing that Tang Ming actually wasn’t letting Little Honghong make a move, ng Xianjun got anxious.
Sun Zhuangjia was also full of worry, only Hua Yingjie kept staring at Bai ngxian with a venomous gaze, afraid that guy would use the chaos to escape.
"Here I co."
A mont later, the aura on Tang Ming’s body surged and he charged rapidly toward the Qu brothers.
"Another One-star Martial General? Totally overestimating himself."
Qu Wenchang curled his lip disdainfully and, together with his younger brother, circulated their cultivation to condense a defense. With their current cultivation, they could just stand there and let a One-star Martial General attack them and still shock him to death with the recoil. They weren’t worried at all.
"Take this!"
Tang Ming suddenly kicked off while moving, leaping up and soaring into the air.
"Whoa, a flying man!"
Sun Zhuangjia looked up in shock and doubt at Tang Ming, who had jumped more than ten ters high.
"What the hell is he trying to do?"
ng Xianjun frowned tightly as he stared at Tang Ming in midair. "Even the Purple Lightning Profound Skill’s terrifying power couldn’t hurt those two, and Heavenly chanism Hundred Changes’ defensive moves can’t possibly damage them."
"That’s not for sure! You don’t know there’s a kind of martial arts that descends from the sky?"
Sun Zhuangjia asked with a dead-serious face.
"Get lost! You think you’re watching a movie? You think there’s a move like Reaching God Divine Palm?"
ng Xianjun glared at Sun Zhuangjia angrily.
Right at this mont, the sky suddenly darkened, and everything above everyone’s heads turned pitch black.
"It turned cloudy? This is way too exaggerated!"
Hua Yingjie stared in disbelief at Tang Ming, who had disappeared into the dark clouds. Human martial arts could actually affect the weather? What kind of joke was that?
"Don’t tell it really is Reaching God Divine Palm?"
Seeing this scene, ng Xianjun was dumbfounded too.
The Qu brothers and Bai ngxian’s faces also grew serious. Although they didn’t know what Tang Ming was trying to do, the setup looked terrifying.
While everyone was still confused, a pitch-black Energy Giant Sword appeared in midair, piercing through the dark clouds and bringing those billowing black clouds straight down as it slamd toward the Qu brothers.
"Take my move—Poison Sword Slash."
Tang Ming’s body was wrapped within the black giant sword, head down, feet up. His right hand ford a sword finger pointing downward as he shot straight toward the Qu brothers.
"Good kid, you actually have this kind of trick! Three-Life Reincarnation!"
Seeing this and sensing the terrifying energy inside the black giant sword, the Qu brothers no longer dared be careless. The two of them rapidly circulated their cultivation, condensing an Energy Shield above their heads that looked like a shield.
"Crack!"
When the tip of the black Energy Great Sword collided with the energy interaction point, a harsh sound of hard objects clashing rang out. The two energies stalemated, and Tang Ming’s body simply hung there in midair in a bizarre falling posture.
ng Xianjun and the others held their breath, staring dead-on at this strange scene before them—shocked, amazed, tense... all sorts of complex emotions flooded everyone’s hearts.
As Tang Ming pressed down, the dark clouds that had previously covered everyone’s heads also dropped along with him, rging into the black giant sword and together exerting pressure on the Qu brothers.
The so-called cloudy sky wasn’t because Tang Ming had changed the weather, but because the black energy overflowing from his body created an illusion for everyone.
As Tang Ming and the Qu brothers were locked in stalemate, a series of crackling corrosion sounds rang out. Then they saw that the point where the Energy Shield touched the sword tip first turned black, and then actually began to "rot," while the Energy Giant Sword moved downward along with the Energy Shield’s corrosion.
"It’s poison!"
Feeling this change, Qu Wenchang cried out in horror and imdiately raised both hands in a supporting gesture. But as the Energy Great Sword kept piercing into the Energy Shield, he felt a gravity like a Da Shan pressing down on him.
"No, we admit defeat, we admit defeat!"
Watching as the Energy Great Sword pierced through the Energy Shield, Qu Wenxing shouted in terror. His legs bent uncontrollably, and in the end, while still keeping his arms raised high, he knelt on the ground.
"Damn it! What the hell is this kid, to be this strong?"
Wu Wenchang’s face flushed red as he gritted his teeth and stubbornly held on, his body trembling uncontrollably.
"Two arrogant idiots. Even if a Three-star Martial General took this move head-on, I could still seriously injure him."
Tang Ming’s face was solemn as he braced his sword finger and pressed down hard.
"Ah!"
Qu Wenchang let out a miserable scream, his legs buckling uncontrollably as he knelt on the ground, tilting his head to resist the Energy Great Sword that had already pierced into the black-and-white shield of their Three-Life Transformation Technique.
"Spare ..."
Qu Wenchang held in one last breath, lowered his head, and begged for rcy through gritted teeth.
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