"What the hell, why is he still undefeated?"

"No, we must vent our anger today. If we let him continue his winning streak, what kind of face will we have? Isn't this a slap in the face of all of us?"

"It's just that he can't even take down a seriously injured person. This is too shameful. Besides his severely injured body, his cultivation level is still so much lower than ours."

"Don't be just pretending. Why do I feel that he is using our hands to hone the twelve zodiac war codes?"

"Impossible, it would look too similar if you were just pretending. Didn't you see how much blood you vomited!"

Looking at Wuming's intermittent breathing, everyone outside the battle space was talking. As for the other four arenas, no one had competed for a long time. Wuming here became the focus of everyone.

At this time, everyone was looking at him, but the most shocked ones were the elders of the immortal forces. To be honest, they had not seen Tianjiao before, but it was rare for them to be as desperate as Wuming.

Compared with other geniuses, Wuming has a kind of resilience in his bones that refuses to admit defeat. It is like a hundred-alloyed steel. He can always persevere in dangerous situations. This kind of character is really rare in monasticism.

Too valuable!

"Well, someone else came on stage. It turned out to be Wang Buer of Chongzhou. It is said that the Ten Thousand Beast Flag he refined was made from the souls of ten thousand beasts. When the flag is waved, ten thousand beasts will gallop."

"Indeed, not long ago, I heard that Wang Buer used the Ten Thousand Beast Flag to kill a monk who was in the middle stage of Qi Refining Realm."

"Hiss, it's so scary. It seems that Wuming is really going to lose this time. If I don't lose, I'll want to vomit blood."

Seeing Wang Buer take the stage, Wuming said feebly: "Who are you? Do you want to add insult to injury?"

After a series of battles, Wuming's eyes were about to appear in hallucinations. His physical condition was extremely bad, but he was good at hiding his clumsiness, so it was not as serious as it seemed.

"I'm here in response to everyone's wishes, so I can't say I'm adding insult to injury." Wang Buer said calmly, his face still cold and arrogant.

Previously, the people around him encouraged him to come out, but he refused. In his opinion, only by being careful can you sail the ship for ten thousand years. The fact is indeed what he thought. The people around him took action one after another, but they didn't.

One failure after another made him more afraid of Wu Ming.

However, when he saw the red sun moving westward and the day was about to pass, he decided to take action. He felt that Wuming had really run out of oil and all he had to do was to use this to win.

, soaring into the sky.

"Haha, in the cruel world of cultivation, a person like you can definitely go further than others?"

"What do you mean?"

"Be careful!" Wuming sneered, but the meaning behind his words was more of ridicule.

"Wu Ming, remember, my name is Wang Bu'er, the one who defeated you!" Wang Bu'er took out a scarlet flag, the size of a palm, but when it was held up to the wind, it instantly became ten feet in size.

There is a scene of thousands of beasts galloping on the flag, all of them are vivid and real, but there is an added flavor of decisive killing. It seems that they have lost their intelligence and only retain the purest animal nature of killing.

"Let's take action. It's not certain who will win or who will lose." Wuming sneered, which inexplicably made Wang Buer feel chilled. This is a ruthless man who has won more than fifty games in a row. Is he really at the point where he is exhausted?

"boom!"

The beasts roared, and under Wang Buer's wave, the beast flag seemed to communicate with the wild world, and monster beasts swarmed out. Although they were all low-level monsters, they still made people outside the battle space feel frightened and frightened.

.

Because the cultivation level of everyone here is not that advanced, they are basically low-level monks in the third realm of the physical body.

"The Banner of Ten Thousand Beasts, the Five-Animal Fan, and the Banner of the King are indeed warriors that can evolve. Their power has been astonishing from the early stages." Feeling the breath of the beasts, Wuming couldn't help but whisper.

Immediately, his eyes brightened, and like an ancient sword covered in dust, it suddenly revealed its sharp edge, causing everyone present to be shocked and horrified.

"All beasts break the sky!"

Wang Buer shouted loudly, with his head covered with black hair, and his whole body exuded the aura of beasts. Under his command, the souls of all beasts rushed towards Wuming, and he was like a beast king who could control all beasts, sitting in command.

rear!

"Knowing that I know the twelve zodiac signs, you still want to defeat me with all the beasts. It's really ridiculous!" Wuming sneered.

Immediately, Wuming slowly stood up and fully evolved into the twelve zodiac signs. Twelve powerful creatures appeared in an instant, and the vast power they spread could almost break the world.

Wuming did not continue to evolve. Evolving the god of the zodiac only made the twelve powerful creatures he evolved more and more solidified, including the celestial rat with purple light all over its body, the green bull as big as a mountain, and the majestic white tiger.

..

For a moment, the terrifying auras of twelve kinds of creatures surged, and all the beasts that Wang Buer commanded to move forward stopped together, and each individual knelt down on the ground as weakly as sieving chaff.

"Monster beasts respect the king. Although you have many beasts, how can you fight against me when faced with the twelve powerful beast kings that I have evolved." Wuming staggered forward, his steps staggering, but unwavering.

The beasts were crouched, and Wang Buer was horrified to the extreme. However, when he saw Wuming's state, he calmed down inexplicably and said: "So what if the beasts are stagnant? How can you, a seriously injured person, fight with me?"

contend."

"White Tiger Heaven-reaching Fist!" Wang Buer stepped on the ground, like a gust of wind, and rushed towards Wuming with a fist.

However, he left quickly and came back quickly. Wuming hit him back with a Thunder Fist. Before he could speak, Wuming punched him again and landed on his chest, directly knocking him out.

It flew out.

"Bang!"

Wang Buer fell to the ground, and the blood gushed out of his mouth like gushing spring water. He pointed at Wuming tremblingly, wanting to say something, but his vision went dark and he passed out.

This scene shocked everyone. The famous Wang Buer was also defeated.

For a moment, everyone was stunned and couldn't figure out what was going on?
Chapter completed!