C188 Powerful slaughtering

At the peak of the Wanling Mountain.

His veins were popping up, and his chest was rising and falling like a blower. Since he had become famous, when had he been humiliated like this, to die without giving in? It was such a big tone, really thinking that just killing an ant on the ground was enough for Shen Wushuang to freely control his life and death!

But the remaining rationality in his heart told him that if he wanted to endure at this moment, he had to endure. A single Shen Wushuang was already troublesome enough, and adding the fact that the Titan God's Giant Mountain was not weaker than him at all, along with Jing Wuming, who was not much weaker than him, he definitely had no chance of winning.

Of course, it was also impossible for him to hand over the Anemone Fruit here. Five star spirit fruit, it was practically a legend, and being able to get one was already his lifetime's luck, he wanted to obtain another one, but it would be useless even if he stepped on dog shit every day. This was his only chance to surpass Shen Wushuang, and even if he wanted to reach the top of the younger generation, no one was willing to be under his feet for their entire lives, let alone killing such a Peerless Evildoer.

And if he lost his Anemone Fruit, he would never have the chance to break through his Senior Martial Master Stage in his entire life. As long as he had enough resources, people with superior seventh-grade bloodline would willingly train hard and break through to the Martial Marquis Realm, and among the ten of them, there would usually be seven or eight people who could take that step forward, but it was almost impossible to cultivate to the level of Senior Martial Master Stage. Only one or two out of the ten people, who had lower sixth-grade spirit veins, could successfully step into the realm of Senior Martial Master Stage.

"Exterminate, do not make mistakes!" Shen Wushuang's cold voice revealed a little impatience. If he was still untactful after being slaughtered, even if he took the risk of being discovered by the greater demons, he would still make a move in horror!

Five Star Spirit Fruit — — Anemone Fruit, he was determined to win, whoever dared to snatch the Anemone Fruit from him, would become Shen Wushuang's mortal enemy!

"Shen Wushuang, you... "Don't force me …" Suddenly, Tu Si's eyes turned as if he remembered something, and swept his gaze over Colossal Mountain and Jing Wuming's bodies. He said in a playful tone, "Are you sure you want to join hands with Shen Wushuang? Don't forget, there is only one Anemone Fruit. Do you think you can win against Shen Wushuang if you kill me? How about we join hands and finish Shen Wushuang first before deciding on the ownership of the spirit fruit? "

"Damn it!" Shen Wushuang's expression changed slightly, a ruthless look flashed past his eyes. Killing them was really a ruthless move, if he really turned Colossal Mountain and Jing Wuming, then it would be very difficult for him to obtain the Anemone Fruit again, but slaughtering them, if he fought Colossal Mountain single-handedly, no one would be his match, but once the two of them joined hands, faintly they would be able to contend against him, adding on top of Jing Wuming who was not weak, even if he could win, he would have to spend a lot of effort, and even have to pay a heavy price.

No! I definitely can't let him succeed!

"Junior Brother Ju, this Anemone Fruit must be an object of our Iron Sword Sect. First, we need to get rid of this slaughter, then the two of us can rely on our strength to determine the location of this Anemone Fruit." With a single thought, Shen Wushuang said to the gigantic mountain Sound Transmitting.

Gigantic Mountain muttered to himself for a moment, then nodded and said, "Senior brother Shen, what you say is very true. This Anemone Fruit must be owned by my Iron Sword Sect!"

It was fine to compete between fellow disciples, but when facing an enemy, one had to unite with the outside world. On this point, Colossal Mountain still had its principles!

"Hu!" Seeing that Da Yi Mountain had agreed, Shen Wushuang's heart immediately relaxed, and he said to Jing Wuming who was not far away: "Brother Jing, my Iron Sword Sect is determined, I hope that Brother Jing can give me some face, and I am willing to thank you with thirty thousand Middle Grade Spirit Stone!"

"This …" Jing Wuming pondered for a while. He was obviously not willing to give up on the Anemone Fruit, but if he did not give up, Shen Wushuang would not let him go.

At this moment …

"Brother Jing, could it be that you're not even giving us brothers face?" A muffled sound rang out from within the mountain pass, and its copper bell-sized eyes were filled with warning.

"You …" Jing Wuming felt a wave of anger. Did you really think that I, Jing Wuming, was just a dish, and that you could knead me as you please? The combination of Divine Sword and Shen Wushuang, as well as the Colossal Spirit General and Titan Mountain, was simply too powerful. Even if he and Exterminate the Heavens and Earth, they could not be their match, even if they were lucky enough to retreat between Shen Wushuang and Titan Mountain. With just him alone, he would not be able to win against them, "Forget it, let's withdraw!"

After some hesitation, Jing Wuming still chose to compromise. With thirty thousand Middle Grade Spirit Stone, it was not too much of a loss!

Although the value of the thirty thousand Middle Grade Spirit Stone was far from that of the Anemone Fruit, it was still not a small amount, almost half the price of him. And this was after the value of the thirty thousand Middle Grade Spirit Stone was raised by a large amount of spirit medicine in the past month, if it was sold one month ago, it would not even be possible to take out thirty thousand Middle Grade Spirit Stone.

There was someone quickly approaching them from within the distance with a frightening speed that was several times faster than the speed of sound.

The black shadow was none other than Yang Fan. Just a moment ago, he realised that Shen Wushuang, who was flying through the sky, had immediately caught up to him, and was preparing to take care of the number one person in the Young Giants.

"No matter what, we must obtain the Anemone Fruit!" Yang Fan's eyes flashed with light, with the Anemone Fruit, he no longer had to waste energy to divide the Sanguinarum Fructus into two for his parents to eat. With the Anemone Fruit, he no longer had to waste energy to split the Sanguinarum Fructus into two for his parents to eat.

One Sanguinarum Fructus, one Anemone Fruit, plus the few stalks of Sanguinarum Herba that he had collected, would be enough to allow his father and mother's bloodline to rise to the middle or even high rank of the seventh grade. Furthermore, his father had originally cultivated a wind attribute cultivation technique, so after swallowing this Anemone Fruit, he would be able to attain the Body of Wind and Thunder.

"Exterminate, I shall ask you one last time, Anemone Fruit, are you going to hand it over or not?" After settling Colossal Mountain and Jing Wuming, Shen Wushuang's gaze turned and swept the extermination with his ice-cold gaze. His killing intent was boundless and he had already reached the limit of his endurance.

A look of disappointment flashed across his eyes. If he could rebel against Colossal Mountain and Jing Wuming, combining the power of three people, killing Shen Wushuang first would be easy, and only Colossal Mountain and Jing Wuming would be left. Unfortunately, everything had fallen apart, and very quickly, that hint of disappointment had been replaced by ruthlessness, "Hmph, Shen Wushuang, if you want the Anemone Fruit, unless you step over my dead body!"

Since this battle was unavoidable, then let's happily fight. Shen Wushuang was strong, but exterminating him was not something that was easy to provoke either!

Anyone who wanted to snatch his Anemone Fruit, would have to pay a painful price!

However, at this moment …

"Then go to hell!" An unfamiliar voice sounded in the four people's ears. Instantly, a wisp of black shadow tore through the air like a bolt of lightning, pouncing towards the annihilation!

"You reckless fool, die for me!" It was one thing for Shen Wushuang to bully him, as he was recognized as the strongest in their generation. But who the hell was this fellow in front of him, did he really think that he was unrivalled in the world just because he had luckily snatched Mortal Board First away? Did he think that killing him was easy to bully?

"Die!" Great Blood Slaughter Palm! "

With an angry roar, he slaughtered and shocked everyone. Countless blood energy surged out from his body, and in the blink of an eye, it formed a giant hand that covered the sky. This large hand covered several acres of land, and countless strange Rune s were flickering on it.

The sound was like the wail of the evil ghost and the roar of the demon. It caused one's hair to stand on end, and caused them to tremble, and made them shiver from the depths of their souls, unable to muster up even the slightest thought of resisting!

Moreover, its speed was at ten times the speed of sound, making it impossible to dodge. Its power was extremely terrifying, it could easily destroy a planet. Wherever it went, space itself would explode like a mirror!

Just at that moment!

"A dog made out of mud dares to be so impudent in front of me!" Yang Fan gave a cold and disdainful laugh as the Strength Of Body slightly vibrated and then immediately exploded with a shout, "Break for me!"

"Rumble!"

A wave of terrifying power that seemed to originate from ancient times burst out with Yang Fan as the center. Wherever this energy power went, the Spatial Crystal Wall s were like paper and instantly ruptured, the terrifying aura of the Human-shaped Real Hou directly destroyed the Heaven-Sheltering Big Hand into pieces, and completely disintegrated it!

"Ah …" "How is this possible, how is this possible..." It was as if he had seen a ghost, and this was a strike with his anger. Although the Great Blood Slaughter Palm was not his strongest attack, it was also one of his unique skills. Even the almighty Ancestor Martial Marquis could not break this attack with just a roar.

At this moment …

Yang Fan's body, in the eyes of the exterminated devil, kept on enlarging, as though an ancient god had revived. His divine might was like a prison and swept through everything in his path.

"Die!"

"Rumble!"

This was an unrivalled power that could even suppress and kill a top-notch Demon General. Although it was powerful, it would only barely be enough to fight with Upper Demon General, not to mention that it was still in a dazed state.

The result could be imagined!

"Bang …"

Blood and brain matter splattered onto the ground, the headless body powerlessly fell to the ground, but before he could fall to the ground, Yang Fan had sucked him into the Universe Bag.

"Die …" Dead, Tu … If they were to be slaughtered... Dead just like that, he … "How can he be this strong? How can he be this strong …"

"To be able to kill him in one move, even some First Heavenly Layer Martial Marquis would find it hard to do so, he … "How old is he? How could he have such power?!"

Even Shen Wushuang, the top leader of the younger generation, couldn't help but take in a deep breath. The Bloody Hand Slaughtering Technique was not a weak person, even if it was him, using his trump card would not necessarily be able to kill him in an instant, let alone this easy palm strike by Yang Fan.

The weakest Destiny Blade Master, Jing Wuming, was on the verge of collapsing as he cried out, "Roar!" Ancestor, you tricked me! "You tricked me!"