Chapter 380 Tragic

"If you want to fight, then fight!" Cui Yiming stared at the opponent, his momentum burst out. With the same seventh level of innateness, Cui Yiming would not be afraid of the other party.

"Hahaha! It is said that the sect can only be protected by people, and the disciples are useless, but I think that the leader of the sect should be as strong as the leader of the sect, so as not to be a waste. Brother, please advise." Wang Bufeng said to Cui Yiming road.

Cui Yiming's aura was surging and majestic, a long sword appeared in his hand, and when he swung the long sword, sword flowers flashed. The martial intent covered it, and the sword was like a gust of wind in an instant, directly killing Wang Bufeng.

Wang Bufeng's expression was slightly condensed, this sword intent was very sharp, even though he was a genius, he had to put up some effort to fight.

A sword came, like a broken bamboo, the sword intent was mighty, and the surrounding vegetation and boulders were all cut by the sword intent.

Wang Bufeng went to fight with his long spear, his figure was like the wind, walking through the sword light, the long spear and the sharp sword collided continuously.

In a short period of time, the two exchanged dozens of blows, weapons collided, and flames burst out.

Wang Bufeng was very surprised. They came to fight against Daozong disciples, so they naturally had a general understanding of the information on Daozong disciples. But even though he knew that Cui Yiming had stepped into the seventh level of innate ability, he never thought that his sword will grow so fast.

Fortunately, he was the one who made the move. If someone else was sent to make the move, they would still be able to take him down.

Cui Yiming continued to use his sword moves, each time more fiercely, and each move was superimposed one after another. Ever since he was defeated by Xu Wuzhou, he has grown vigorously, and his martial intent has skyrocketed. He originally thought that he could defeat the same rank in front of him.

But the opponent is much stronger than he imagined, the strength of the opponent is thicker, the gun light is more fierce, and he shoots again and again, clashing with his long sword, his arms are so shocked that his arms are numb. to crack.

"clang!"

It was sparks of iron and steel confrontation again, Cui Yiming spurted blood from his mouth, and his body flew out. Although he held the long sword, his arm was bent, and under the influence of convulsive blood beads, he was shaken out with bloody cracks.

"Disciple of the Dao Sect, that's all." Wang Bufeng sneered, and the figure burst out again, attacking with long spears one after another.

The wounded Cui Yiming couldn't resist, he was beaten back again and again, blood spurted from the mouth, and there were bullet holes in his body.

"Kill you!" Wang Bufeng showed a ferocious expression, and shot Cui Yiming's leg again, a blood hole appeared, and he was also thrown to the ground.

Cui Yiming struggled with his body, his body was covered with blood, his hair was unkempt, and blood was still rolling in the blood holes on his body.

He wanted to stand up, but his feet were cut off. Before he could stand upright after struggling, the severe pain made his feet go limp, and he knelt on the ground alone, using his sword to support his body.

The fight in front of the mountain gate had already alarmed the Taoist disciples, they went down the mountain just in time to see this scene.

Looking at Cui Yiming, whose blood was rolling, some disciples' eyes turned red, and some disciples wanted to rush forward.

"What? Daozong disciples are going to gang up and besiege me? Brother Cui and I are exchanging ideas. Is Daozong really like others said, they are all trash, and they also don't follow the rules?" Wang Bufeng said coldly.

One sentence made Cui Yiming stop the people who came, he forced himself to hold his breath, looked at Wang Bufeng and said, "Although I am not strong enough, you can't insult my disciples of the Dao Sect. As the leader of the sect, the Dao Sect has always followed the rules and It's not your turn to slander!"

"Really?" Wang Bufeng said disdainfully, "I don't see any abilities in your Taoist sect disciples. The Taoist sect is just relying on others to protect you."

"You haven't defeated me yet, it's not your turn to talk nonsense." Cui Yiming growled, endured the severe pain, stood up, and his martial intent exploded to the extreme, killing Wang Bufeng.

"Seeking death!" Wang Bufeng sneered, thinking that this is fine, the purpose of coming this time is to challenge the Taoist disciple and kill him.

Wang Bufeng's long spear shook away and clashed with Cui Yiming's long sword.

The two confronted each other again, but Cui Yiming suffered heavy injuries. Every time they confronted, the blood holes in his body spurted out blood, one by one, like a water leak.

Seeing this scene, the Taoist disciples' eyes turned red, and some female disciples burst into tears, wanting to step forward to save Cui Yiming. But before they stepped forward, someone stood up and clamored to compete with Taoist disciples.

Cui Yiming fought against the opponent, the long sword in his hand became weaker and weaker, more and more blood holes were left on his body, and his consciousness became more and more blurred.

"Ahhh!" Cui Yiming roared, holding a long sword in his hand, slashing wildly, his face was pale, and his body was bleeding every step he took.

Wang Bufeng looked at Cui Yiming coldly, he was just a dead person.

"This shot will send you to death." Wang Bufeng looked at Cui Yiming, and fired a shot directly. This person's strength is good, killing him is considered a meritorious service, and there will be resource rewards when he returns to the division.

Cui Yiming was so badly injured, Wang Bufeng didn't think he had the strength to resist.

And just as he thought, a gun pierced directly into Cui Yiming's body. However, when he was about to pierce the opponent completely, he saw Cui Yiming holding the spear tightly with both hands.

It actually stopped the long spear.

"Can you stop it?" Wang Bufeng sneered.

And at this moment, Cui Yiming showed his bloody teeth and showed a ferocious smile. Suddenly grabbed the spear, and then pulled it forward vigorously, the spear pierced him.

But this force also withdrew Cui Yiming.

"To die together!"

At the same time, the river of blood energy and spiritual energy in Cui Yiming's body burst directly, and all your spiritual energy poured out.

His body was directly torn apart, and terrifying spiritual energy waves rushed out.

Wang Bufeng's expression changed drastically, and he wanted to back away, but he was too close. This self-explosive shock wave directly hit his body.

He only felt that he was hit by a heavy hammer, his bones were shattered, his internal organs were displaced, his body hit the ground hard, and blood flowed out of his body.

He only felt the excruciating pain, and his consciousness began to weaken slowly at this moment.

"Junior Brother Cui!"

Many Daozong disciples screamed, their eyes were bloodshot. Looking at Cui Yiming who had no bones left, they all had tears in their eyes.

Tragic! Tragic!

Even disciples from various forces showed admiration at this moment. Seeing Wang Bufeng's life fading away, everyone's heart was covered with another layer of haze.

It's a bad start in the first battle!

What they originally wanted was Quansheng, but now one of them was directly taken away by a Taoist disciple.

"What a waste!" Someone couldn't help scolding Wang Bufeng. Wang Bufeng is also a person of Tianjiao level, and he can't even kill Cui Yiming.

And Daozong looked at the many disciples from all sides, his eyes were extremely blood red, his fists were clenched tightly, and his killing intent was awe-inspiring.

At this time, another person stood up, looked at one of the Taoist disciples and said, "I am Senior Brother Wang Bufeng."...