Just at this moment, the blue ball came towards Wang Yimiao, and another disciple of the Ming Xizong in front of him was also slashing at Wang Yimiao with a knife.

Wang Yimiao was secretly happy and secretly sent a voice to Ling Zhu: "It's OK to explode."

In an instant, he rushed towards the blue ball like a bullet, with a playful smile on his face.

The disciple of Ming Xizong in front of the blue ball was disdainful and slashed at Wang Yimiao with resentment. After Wang Yimiao separated his sword, he slapped his chest with a palm, pushing the disciple of Ming Xizong towards the blue ball.

The blue ball pushed the Ming Xizong disciple who blocked his sight away with anger. However, before he could continue to rush towards Wang Yimiao, Wang Yimiao stood in front of him, as if he had changed his shadow.

Lanqiu felt that Wang Yimiao was just contempt for him and dared to come over to die. He was furious and prepared to raise the axe in his hand and slash Wang Yimiao with his head.

Just in the flash, Zero Tortoise fell on the blue ball's head, making the blue ball fans confused and the movements on their hands slowed down.

Wang Yimiao immediately punched the blue ball in the abdomen, and everything that happened suddenly made everyone in the audience frightened.

Because Wang Yimiao punched the blue ball's belly and seriously injured the blue ball, and was covered in blood. If he hadn't been preparing to interrogate the blue ball, this punch would have killed the blue ball.

After Wang Yimiao punched, he did not stop. He was worried that the blue ball would escape with the teleportation talisman, so he immediately slashed the blue ball's arm wearing the space ring with a sword, chopping down the entire arm.

The blood sprayed was like a scarlet spring, splashing from the broken arms of the blue ball, defiling the clothes of the disciples of the Ming Xizong around.

The blue ball fell to the ground and was unable to get up, his face full of bitterness, struggled and rolled, and his wailing and screaming for a long time, resounding throughout the sky.

"What's the situation? How could I have such strong power?" After succeeding, Wang Yimiao continued to pretend to be elephant. Without delay, he rushed towards Chai Fei again.

The group of disciples of the Ming Xizong were all stunned because everything in front of them was too common sense. The blue ball in the top ten of the strength list was actually seriously injured by a spirit hero?

However, there are still people among them who can stay awake at the first time and know that Wang Yimiao's cheating methods are so terrifying. They turn around and run away without saying a word.

Among these people who escaped immediately when the situation was not good, there was Chai Fei.

Wang Yimiao killed Chai Fei like a devastating journey, and all the disciples of the Ming Xizong who stood in front of him were beaten to become disabled by him.

When Wang Yimiao easily crippled a disciple of the Ming Xizong again, all the disciples of the Ming Xizong understood that Wang Yimiao had been pretending just now. This little spiritual hero now has the terrifying power to easily slaughter Lingwei Lingshi.

No disciple of the Ming Xizong dared to fight with Wang Yimiao anymore, and they fled in all directions, only to regret that their parents had fewer legs.

Zhao Da, who was hijacking Bai Dachun, was trembling all over and planned to escape, but was stopped by Bai Dachun: "Brother Zhao, if you can kill Wang Yimiao at this time, wouldn't you become the hero of your Ming Xizong? I can help you create an opportunity to sneak attack Wang Yimiao, and you will surely be killed by you."

Bai Dachun saw that Wang Yimiao was covered in wounds and fought for nearly an hour. He thought that Wang Yimiao was exhausted physically and mentally, and wanted to take the opportunity to kill Wang Yimiao, so that he could get rid of Wang Yimiao's mental torture from then on.

Stimulated by greed, Zhao Da stopped running away and used his sword to hijack Bai Dachun, hesitating whether to agree to Bai Dachun's invitation.

At this time, Wang Yimiao saw that the disciples of the Ming Xizong were all fleeing, and Chai Fei had already run a long distance with the secret technique. If he insisted on chasing Chai Fei, he would probably let other disciples of the Ming Xizong run away.

In desperation, he had to choose his target as the group of disciples of the Ming Xizong.

He glanced at Chai Fei's back and cursed inwardly: "Damn it, I still failed to kill him in seconds!"

But he did not let Chai Fei escape. He had already arranged Ji Ying to be responsible for intercepting deserters. He could only believe that Ji Ying could delay Chai Fei.

At this moment, he will fight every second.

"The Cold Territory of the Underworld."

Zero Yu whispered, and then the cold air appeared everywhere, covering the blue mist under it and wrapping around the feet of every disciple of the Ming Xizong.

After the group of disciples of the Ming Xizong were shocked when they noticed something strange under their feet, they hurriedly condensed their spiritual barriers and protected themselves tightly.

However, the next moment, more than ten bundles of ice cones rose from the cold air. After a gust of wind swept the remaining clouds, the disciples of the Ming Xizong fell to the ground one after another, all missing one or two legs, and their lower bodies were covered in blood and blood.

There was a sudden wailing around.

Now, besides Chai Fei, who had already escaped, Zhao Da, a disciple of the Ming Xizong, was still standing there. Wang Yimiao was worried that he would accidentally hurt Bai Dachun, so he asked Ling Yu not to attack Zhao Da first.

Bai Dachun quietly said to Zhao Da: "Don't panic, you kidnap me. When he gets closer, I will hold his hands and take the opportunity to stab him at the head with a sword."

After hearing Bai Dachun's words, Zhao Da felt much more at ease, and his body, which was originally trembling, calmed down.

Wang Yimiao stared at Zhao Da coldly, walked towards him slowly, and said as he walked, "Let him go, I will spare your life."

But Zhao Da was indifferent. He only remembered Bai Dachun's arrangements in his mind, staring at Wang Yimiao approaching nervously, without paying attention to listening to Wang Yimiao's words.

"It seems that you are stubborn, so don't blame me for being rude!"

After Wang Yimiao finished speaking, he accelerated his pace, but his eyes were always staring at Zhao Da. His eyes that were flashing with cold light seemed to be able to kill Zhao Da directly.

Bai Dachun watched Wang Yimiao get closer, his fists tightened and tighter, and said in his heart, "Brother Wang, I respect you, come here quickly, I know that your strength is only on those hands. As long as I control your hands, you sit and wait for death!"

When he saw that Wang Yimiao was less than two meters away from him, his eyes were shining, and sweat couldn't help but seep out of his palms, and his heartbeat was as excited as if he was beating a drum.

Wang Yimiao ran towards him like a wild horse that had been unrestrained. Suddenly, the soles of his feet slipped. He stepped on the peel again, and he fell forward in panic, with the sword in his hand pointing directly at Bai Dachun.

The next moment, Wang Yimiao stabilized her body, and fell to the ground and leaned in the air. He looked up in confusion and saw the sword in his hand inserted into Bai Dachun's body, and through Bai Dachun's body, he stabbed Zhao Da's body, and warm blood slowly flowed out of the two of them.

Wang Yimiao was immediately surprised and at a loss.

Bai Dachun stared at Wang Yimiao in disbelief and asked in a weak voice: "Brother, why are you?"

"I don't know why I stepped on the peel twice in a row. If you want to blame you, I'm innocent." Wang Yimiao looked embarrassed and quickly turned the blame. As he immediately pulled out the sword in his hand from Bai Dachun's body.

"It hurts! Brother, why do you want to draw your sword?" Two old tears slowly flowed down from the corner of Bai Dachun's eyes.

"Sorry, I'm a little panicked now." Wang Yimiao suddenly felt that he had done something wrong, and his head was blank. After hearing Bai Dachun's words, he involuntarily inserted the sword back to Bai Dachun's wound.

"Ah! Brother, why do you have to plug it back after you pull it out?"

"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean it." Wang Yimiao panicked and pulled out the sword again.

"I beg you, stop drawing your sword!" Bai Dachun's face turned pale, his voice was as weak as a mosquito, but he still struggled to beg Wang Yimiao.

"Don't die, I'm so innocent. I promise not to pull it out again this time!" Wang Yimiao felt deeply guilty. After hearing Bai Dachun's request, he inserted the sword back into Bai Dachun's body by chance.

"Dou Leilou, you are addicted to poking me, and you are still saying innocent..." Bai Dachun's voice stopped abruptly and he fell down slowly. This sentence became his last words.

After Zhao Da behind Bai Dachun was affected by Wang Yimiao's sword many times, his body was already covered in blood and could not bear Wang Yimiao's bullying. He slashed his throat with his neck. Before he died, he stared at Wang Yimiao and said fiercely: "You are a devil!"

Wang Yimiao wanted to stop him, but it was too late.

"I really don't want to kill you, you have to believe me." Wang Yimiao looked at Bai Dachun's corpse helplessly and shook his head. He originally planned to save Bai Dachun, but he never thought of killing Bai Dachun by mistake, and his heart was full of embarrassment.

He hesitated whether to pull the sword out of Bai Dachun's body, and finally pulled out the sword and chased towards Chai Fei's escape, leaving a group of Ming Xizong disciples with broken legs rolling on the ground and wailing.

When Wang Yimiao caught up with Chai Fei, Chai Fei was laughing at the duel with Ji Ying. Although Ji Ying was not Chai Fei's opponent, she could barely hold Chai Fei up for a while with her secret techniques and magic weapons.

When Wang Yimiao heard Chai Fei's strange laughter, he immediately realized that he had already won the silly smile pill he gave to Ji Ying.

When Chai Fei saw Wang Yimiao catching up with him, he immediately decisively took out a teleportation talisman from the space ring and quickly activated it.

"No, he wants to escape!" Wang Yimiao hurriedly slashed over with a sword, and the sword light flew out.

However, the sword light barely touched Chai Fei's back, and Chai Fei teleported it out, only a string of blood was sprinkled. From the way he could still teleport it out smoothly, he could know that he was not seriously injured.

"Damn it, let him escape!" Wang Yimiao said angrily.

He turned to look at Ji Ying again. At this time, Ji Ying's breath was disordered. He hurriedly asked, "Are you okay?"

"It's not a big deal, I just got punched by him." Ji Ying smiled slightly and said arrogantly.

"Let me see." Wang Yimiao grabbed Ji Ying's wrist and sensed her pulse.

Ji Ying looked at Wang Yimiao in surprise and looked serious, and her cheeks were flushed.

Half a minute later, Wang Yimiao put down Ji Ying's hand, took out a few pills from the space ring, and said, "This is good for your current injury, take it."

Ji Ying took the pill without any doubt and swallowed it into her mouth. She sat down and used her skills to condition it for a while. Then she stood up and smiled at Wang Yimiao and said, "It's much better, do you still know medical skills?"

"I understand a little bit, just configure different healing pills according to different injuries." Wang Yimiao said modestly.

Then, the two walked towards the gathering place of Emperor Xizong of Ming, but when Wang Yimiao returned there, she couldn't help but be shocked and angry.
Chapter completed!