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Chapter 452 Zhou Tianming

The Corpse Saint laughed and hit her palm, which instantly became bigger, as if covering the entire Yunmengze. The space was shattered, the vitality exploded, and the aura of the saint was like a mountain hanging down, unstoppable.

Fanlang Island and Chongming Island, tens of thousands of miles away, were also affected. Countless monks wanted to escape, but were killed by the aura of the saints and the decaying Taoist patterns in the air. Instead, there was no problem left on the island. This was no longer human power could compete with. The Python Demon King and Lei Kunsanren finally knew what happened in Hezhou Ba Island. The saints came in person. They couldn't help but be glad for themselves. As for the guilt that Zhao Lei said a few days ago, it was gone. In front of their lives, guilt is insignificant.

It seems that in order to appreciate the fear of the people in Hezhouba Island, the Corpse Saint hit the ground with a palm very slowly, but it covered the entire world and could not escape at all. What's more, some people didn't even have the will to escape, just like a weak beast meeting a beast king, crawling on the ground, hoping to give in.

"No!" Zhao Lei shouted loudly and struggled hard. It's a pity that his proud strength was not even a scum in front of the saint. He could not even move his body except his feet and head. He regretted it very much. If it weren't for his arrogance, these people would have left long ago and would not have stayed, nor would they die.

Meng Xuan, Yang Zhu and Song Zhe didn't know where they landed. Chen Pan couldn't move at all now, and he couldn't even find them. He was not only desperate but also despair in his heart. Is this a saint? How could there be such a powerful life form in this world? Although it was once speculated that the people who set up the formation under the Blue Primrose and the Nine Abyss were beyond the saints, and he had imagined his strength. However, he could not compare to his own shock in person.

The giant palm is about to fall, and there will be no creature left in the entire area.

"It's just a group of juniors, and you won't be afraid of losing your identity when you take action yourself." With a sigh, a black light seemed to cut through the space and flew out silently, slashing the giant palm of the corpse saint into nothingness. The huge shadow disappeared, and the sky cleared again.

"Who!" The Corpse Saint was furious.

"Zhou Tianming!" A black-haired young man appeared on the battlefield. The man looked only in his early twenties. He was very young, with a restrained aura and could not tell any cultivation. He could only repel the corpse saint with one blow. Needless to say, he was at least a saint.

This young man named Zhou Tianming has long hair and waist, sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes. He is handsome and extraordinary, but he has a feeling of vicissitudes of life, especially his eyes, although bright, but it makes people feel a sense of loneliness that penetrates the heart, revealing a faint sadness.

Although after reaching a certain level, the age of appearance can be controlled at will, Chen Pan had a feeling that the man named Zhou Tianming in front of him was not old. I just don’t know why he felt like he had read all the vicissitudes of the world.

When the corpse saint heard Zhou Tianming report his name, he was very surprised: "It's you, is this matter related to you?"

"No!"

"Then why do you interfere?"

"I can't stand it with the realm of suppressing people. If I want to compete, I can accompany you, or you have the patience to wait until they grow up. Even if I only reach the quasi-saint realm, I don't care. But now, since I'm here, you don't want to kill someone!" Zhou Tianming was determined and made his attitude directly, and did not take the corpse saint seriously at all.

The Corpse Saint was furious: "I heard that you have amazing talent for a long time. Let me see your ability today and see how you can resist my decay." After saying that, he punched out, and the armor on his body emitted a rotten Taoist pattern. It seemed like a whirlpool appeared on his fist. The energy of heaven and earth poured in, and then he rushed towards Zhou Tianming.

Zhou Tianming had no expression on his face and waved his hand. All the people on Hezhouba Island were gathered together behind him. How terrifying the way of manipulation, it was indeed not a rumor to control a world.

The breath protected everyone. Zhou Tianming slowly pulled out the sword on his waist. The sword was full of death breath and covered with Taoist patterns. At first glance, it seemed transparent. Zhou Tianming looked at the rotten fist that was coming over, and his expression remained unchanged: "How can the decay be able to resist withering!" With a knife, the black sword light rushed over, full of the aura of death.

Chen Pan is definitely familiar with this kind of aura. During the days he stayed on Zhuling Island, the skeletons in the Bone Cave emitted this kind of aura, but the skeletons' death aura was far less pure than Zhou Tianming. Could it be that this is the saint of the Bone Cave? No, Pi Gu said that there is no saint of the Bone Cave, and if it is a saint of the Bone Cave, it would be nice not to help the corpse holy kill him, and it would be impossible to stop him.

The black death sword light directly scattered the rotten fist and then killed the Corpse Saint. The Corpse Saint hurriedly flashed over. However, the black sword light rushed out and slashed back, forcing the Corpse Saint to dodge again, which was so embarrassing.

The black light returned to Zhou Tianming and stopped, then disappeared, and was sucked back into the knife. Meng Xuan was seriously injured but did not fall into a coma. The sword made his eyes flash, and Zhou Tianming's control of the energy of his true qi reached an incredible state.

"Ah! Corrupt the world!" The Corpse Saint screamed, and countless corpse gases gushed out from his body, covering the world, intending to encircle Zhou Tianming and the people from Hezhouba Island.

"Wind!" Zhou Tianming did not have any extra movements, but still had a knife. The sword light rushed out and came back, rushed out and came back again. In less than three rounds, the decayed aura in the sky disappeared completely.

"You go, I don't want to kill you!" Zhou Tianming said lightly with his sword retracted and returned to the sheath. Everyone was shocked. Slaughtering the saint, what a terrifying thing, but Zhou Tianming said it was so light, but no one doubted the truth of his words.

This is undoubtedly a huge humiliation, and the Corpse Saint is furious: "Do you have this ability?"

"Since you know me, you should know how my holy name came from!" Zhou Tianming said, his eyes full of sadness at this moment, as if he remembered some sad past. Chen Pan was curious about what his holy name was, which seemed to make the Corpse Saint very afraid.

As soon as these words came out, the chaos on the face of the corpse saint was in turmoil. It seemed that he had thought of something, but there was no sound for a long time. After a while, he seemed to suddenly find something, looked into the distance, and was extremely furious, and cursed: "Damn it, damn it!"

Two figures flew back quickly in the distance. Jian Wumai in front and Chi Mei behind. Jian Wumai didn't know what secret technique he used, but his speed was not much slower than Chi Mei, but he was about to be chased.

Zhou Tianming raised his hand casually, and a breath of death separated the two. Jian Wumai ran to Chen Pan before stopping. Chi Mei was so scared that she was completely bloodless. In an instant, he felt the horror of death and stumbled to the side of the Corpse Saint before stopping.

"Where is the human?" asked the Corpse Saint and Chen Pan.

The Corpse Saint had just fought with Zhou Tianming, and all his mind was here. Later, Oval suddenly found that the Dan Man had disappeared from his spiritual consciousness, so he naturally knew something was wrong. Chen Pan felt strange. Jian Wumai and Chi Mei seemed to have fought, but neither of them brought Tan Jun back. What about Tan Jun?

"Entering the deadly silence!" Chi Mei and Jian Wumai replied.

Everyone took a deep breath, and the deadly silence of the dead, even the saint entered the deadly and lifeless Jedi (to be continued...

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