"I'll fight you to the death!"
With a furious roar, Wu Ming once again erupted with astonishing power.
But just as Yu Huatian gathered his sword momentum, preparing to finish him with a strike, Wu Ming suddenly accelerated, turned, and fled in another direction.
Yu Huatian froze briefly, then chuckled. "You old bastard. Playing games with me?"
Whoosh!
Yu Huatian immediately used Near at Hand, Yet Worlds Apart. With his sword intent lifting him, he flew even faster, closing the distance in an instant.
Now!
A trace of killing intent flashed through Yu Huatian's eyes. "It's over!"
Rumble...
The next moment, terrifying sword momentum condensed in the blink of an eye and slashed toward Wu Ming with an unstoppable force.
Every hair on Wu Ming's body stood on end. However fast he moved, he could not outrun that sword light.
Knowing he could not evade it, Wu Ming could only stop and fight for his life.
His face twisted savagely, his robes billowing high. His body swelled a full size in the blink of an eye, making him look like a bloated ball. Golden vital energy flowed over him, and his entire body became as solid as steel.
Yu Huatian stopped in midair, a trace of wariness appearing in his eyes.
Self-detonation?
But the next second, as the sword light struck, Wu Ming's body instantly deflated. He screamed, spat blood, and was sent flying backward, plunging from the sky.
Yu Huatian froze briefly, then cursed inwardly.
This wasn't immortal cultivation. Where would self-detonation come from?!
I was scaring myself!
Then Yu Huatian charged forward with his sword, caught up to Wu Ming as he fell through the air, and struck again.
Once again, it was nine swords stacked into one!
It had to be said that Wu Ming's strength was