Martial Godly Emperor

There was actually a faint stream of blood flowing on his body!    

He stood there, his long hair was gently blown by the night wind.    

The night in Lianxia City was very quiet. It was supposed to be autumn, but it was as hot as summer. However, in the wild, the night wind was cool. It was so gentle that it was like a lover's hands gently caressing the surroundings and swaying the forest.    

This was a beautiful night, and it was suitable to be intimate with one's lover under the moonlight.    

But at this moment, it contained boundless killing intent!    

The night was very quiet.    

When Song Ming saw Meng Yu, he immediately stopped and turned to flee in another direction.    

At this moment, he finally understood why he was only an inner circle disciple, but the other party was a core disciple!    

Talent, potential! Coupled with this kid's formidable strength, it explained everything!    

"You won't be able to escape. Tell me, why did you kill me?"    

Meng Yu's voice was as cold as the winter wind.    

Just now, he had heard from the conversation between Song Ming and the other two people that the reason these three people came to kill him was not as simple as him taking advantage of Ling Wanqing. It was just a small matter.    

A few scenes flashed in his mind.    

When Song Ming kept talking about Meng Yu taking advantage of Ling Wanqing, Burly Male Cultivator impatiently interrupted him. "Why are you talking so much nonsense? Kill him, or else he will run away. We will be punished then! "    

Short Man added, "Yes, if you want to make a contribution, you have to kill him before he comes. Otherwise, the credit will belong to someone else!"    

From these words, it could be seen that the reason Song Ming wanted to kill him was because someone had ordered him to do so!    

Now, Meng Yu wanted to find out from Song Ming who ordered them to kill him!    

Hearing Meng Yu's words, Song Ming laughed loudly, "You think you can keep me here?"    

With his own strength, even if he could not defeat this kid, he could still escape.    

As he spoke, his footsteps didn't stop at all. He stepped on the Sharp Gait and ran very fast.    

"Why are there always many people in this world who don't believe the truth?"    

Meng Yu shook his head gently.    

On his back, two blue wings that were half the height of a human spread out. Under the stimulation of the wind and lightning, with a swoosh, he flew forward, leaving behind a ray of blue light along the way!    

"You..."    

Only now did Song Ming remember that this brat had those strange wings, so his speed was naturally much faster than his!    

At this moment, he was filled with regret. If he wasn't greedy for credit, it would be great if he could cultivate in the cave and break through to the Heavenly Dipper Satge.    

If he wanted to kill this man, he would have to wait until he broke through to the Heavenly Dipper Satge before he attacked.    

Meng Yu's speed was outrageously fast, and he wasn't far from Song Ming.    

"Who ordered you to do this? Tell me, and you will destroy your own dantian. For the sake of our fellow disciples, I will spare your life!"    

Meng Yu said faintly.    

Song Ming snorted.    

You want him to destroy his dantian?    

What a joke!    

He, Song Ming, was a proud person. If he wanted him to destroy his dantian, he might as well kill him with a single sword strike!    

How could he bear to live the life of a useless person?    

If he became a useless person, what would Ling Wanqing think of him?    

It would be better for him to go all out at this moment. Even if he died, he would still be a hero!    

However.    

"You said that on the account of being from the same sect, if you really think that I'm from the same sect, why don't you just let me go?"    

"I'll remember your kindness, and I'll definitely repay you in the future!"    

Although Song Ming had made up his mind to fight with his life on the line, he still hoped that he could escape safely.    

"Same sect? When you killed me, did you think that I would also be your fellow sect member?"    

"I'm your fellow sect disciple, but you didn't want to let me go!"    

"People like you have really insulted the word 'fellow disciple'!"    

As Meng Yu spoke, he had already arrived behind Song Ming.    

Song Ming turned around and thrust his sword.    

"Concentrating Sword Technique: Female Yaksha!"    

Under Song Ming's watch, another female Yaksha appeared on his sword once again and attacked Meng Yu with incomparable sharpness!    

"Concentrating Sword Technique is a good sword technique, but it's a pity that you didn't use its true power!"    

The young man said calmly, and a 'Golden Calabash' appeared on his slender and fair hand.    

The stopper was instantly released, and a dazzling golden light poured out, colliding with the female Yaksha in an instant!    

Boom! Boom! Bang!    

Meng Yu felt dizzy.    

Song Ming also felt dizzy.    

Both of them took a few steps back.    

At this moment, Song Ming suddenly realized that the land was covered in a sea of flowers!    

Countless flowers, white, blue, red... They trembled and shone in the night wind.    

"My eyes were knocked out by the golden light that could attack the Spiritual Consciousness?"    

Song Ming was extremely surprised.    

Many flowers bloomed all over the mountain and rolled over.    

One could even smell the refreshing fragrance of flowers in the air!    

In addition to the fragrance of flowers, there was also a faint smell of blood!    

No!    

Song Ming quickly retreated!    

However, he felt that his body had been locked onto by the opponent!    

"Domain! That's a domain! Heavens!"    

He let out a frustrated cry as he saw a blood-colored sword tip emerge from a blossoming flower and reach his chest in the blink of an eye!    

"The second style of the Illusory Sword Spell: Flowery Dream!"    

"Blood-drinking Sword Arts! Drink all the blood of the enemy! "    

Meng Yu appeared in front of him.    

"You, who ordered you to kill me? Tell me, I will spare your life."    

Meng Yu said coldly.    

His sword didn't stop, it slowly pierced through the man's chest.    

The sharp blade made a slight sound as it cut through the man's body.    

The Icy Sword drank blood to its heart's content, but the blade was still as white as snow!    

The wound was very bright red, but there was no blood flowing out!    

"I... I..." Song Ming spat out large mouthfuls of blood.    

Just now, he was not afraid of death, but at this moment, he truly felt death approaching. He was so scared that he trembled!    

"If you say it, it will only destroy your Dantian."    

Meng Yu's sword still did not stop, slowly stabbing forward.    

"Destroy my dantian? Am I trash? No, absolutely not! "    

Song Ming's handsome face became abnormally savage.    

Meng Yu sighed and said, "Consider yourself brave. Then, I'll give you a quick death."    

Looking at the fallen Song Ming, Meng Yu shook his head and kept his Storage Ring.    

These three people's three rings seemed to have some things.    

Then, Meng Yu released a fireball and turned the three corpses into ashes.    

Under the night sky, the young man's white clothes were as white as snow. He quickly unfolded the Wind-thunder Wings and rushed forward, leaving this place.    

His Flying Beast was frightened at the beginning of the battle, and it had already run off to an unknown place!    

Walking on the pitch-black mountain path, the night wind was cool and refreshing.    

Meng Yu urgently wanted to return to his cave abode to cultivate and break through to the Heavenly Dipper Satge as soon as possible.    

He knew that someone was targeting him, so he had to improve the Cultivation Level in order to protect himself!    

He was also injured, especially Song Ming's female Yaksha, which made him sleepy.    

After flying for a while, he sat down in a cave and set up a shield formation to treat his injuries.    

The Heavenly Spirit Bead spun rapidly to heal his wounds.    

The surrounding Yuan Qi gathered around his body and formed a mist!    

An hour later.    

Meng Yu took out the wooden sculpture and looked at it.    

The woman on it was as holy as a fairy!    

He felt danger approaching!