Break Into Another World

Xu Ming did not stop.

Chi Xue danced lightly.

The light of her sword fluttered like a snowflake; the position of the blade was strange and varied, as if attacking Xu Ming from all directions at the same time.

"So poignant!"

When the sword light enveloped him, Xu Ming felt a strong sense of remorse.

The regret in Chi Xue's heart could be revealed through sword moves, fluttering on the ring like snowflakes.

And the strange thing is that it seems that only Xu Ming can feel the remorse hidden in the "sword dance". The masters outside the arena, even Wen Mantuo, the old man Yunqi, Gu Hanmo, etc., didn't notice it at all, but thought Chi Xue's sword move was very strange.

"This 'Snow Dance' is really amazing. If my cultivation base is comparable to hers, I may not be able to take it!" Xu Ming was surprised, "But unfortunately, my cultivation base is far ahead of her!"

Because of the crushing of his cultivation, Xu Ming only felt that although Chi Xue's sword trajectory was strange, it was slow and leisurely; he could easily avoid it. However, the strong remorse contained in the sword dance struck Xu Ming all the time.

Xu Ming didn't immediately attack Chi Xue, but kept running through the cracks of his attack, dodging like a phantom.

In this way, Chi Xue also got more opportunities to use sword moves.

In addition, Chi Xue's opponent was Xu Ming, and her name naturally spread quickly among the major forces. It is estimated that the entire Feiyun City will be known in the next day or two.

After a long time, after the dance, Chi Xue conceded defeat and stepped down.

Xu Ming walked off the ring as the winner.

When Chi Xue was about to walk back to the Yunwu Pavilion area, she couldn't help but look back at Xu Ming. She knew that the Snow Dance she just danced was probably a parting dance between her and Xu Ming.

Looking at Chi Xueluo's lonely back, Xu Ming just sighed softly: "People, you always have to take responsibility for what you have done, and even pay the price! What's more, I am not Xu Ming, but Xu Ming; you are Xu Ming's Chi Xue is not my Xu Ming's Chi Xue! And... if I were still that trash Xu Ming, you might not have changed your mind, let alone have such deep regrets in your heart."

Regarding Chi Xue's attitude, Xu Ming was very clear: "Go with the wind."

…

The birthday celebration is gradually over halfway through.

All forces have sent a number of talented geniuses to come to the stage to fight for their birthdays.

There are winners and losers, but in general, basically every faction has won one or two games. Apart from…

Great prince!

On the eldest prince's side, the messenger Zhao had already sent four geniuses from the Wilderness Sect to come to power, but they were all swept away by Xu Ming without exception.

As time went on, the face of the eldest prince became darker and darker: "Envoy Zhao, send a genius to the stage! In this birthday battle, I will win a few games no matter what; otherwise, the scene will be too ugly!"

At this time, on the side of the third prince, Wen Shuai, not only did Xu Ming shine, but even the geniuses cultivated by Wen Shuai also won a few games after coming to power.

The situation on Wenshuai's side can be said to be blooming everywhere. In contrast, the situation of the eldest prince is particularly shabby.

The eldest prince even felt that there was something wrong with the way his father looked at him - is it okay to go on like this? Maybe even the throne that is about to be won will become a duck that is cooked and flew away?

No, this shabby situation must be reversed.

"But..." Envoy Zhao glanced at Xu Ming vaguely, "Eldest Prince, why don't we wait? I'm afraid that Xu Ming's perverted secret technique is still in the state; if he sends someone up now, it's easy to be drawn down. what…"

hold on?

The eldest prince gave Zhao messenger a look in disbelief.

This messenger of Zhao, but a big man from the Wilderness Sect, would say such unwilling words! ?

However, the first prince could also understand Zhao messenger's mood. After all, of the four talented disciples who went up, one was slapped away by Xu Ming's slap - it's no wonder that the messenger Zhao has no psychological shadow!

After being bitten by a snake for ten years, he was afraid of the rope, so the messenger Zhao did not dare to send people up easily. It was normal. On the contrary, if messenger Zhao continues to send people to the stage without thinking, then there will be a real problem with his head.

The eldest prince also wanted to send some of the geniuses he cultivated, but how could the cats and dogs under his command compare to the remaining three geniuses of the Wilderness Sect?

His few geniuses can't be brought to the fore!

"Zhao messenger... If you wait any longer, I am afraid that the geniuses who have trained in the internal level will all be displayed on stage; when the time comes, the only ones who will be on the field will be those who practice martial arts from the outside..."

Let three wild sect geniuses deal with some foreign martial arts practitioners?

Not to mention the fiery face of the eldest prince, Zhao messenger has no face to do such a thing!

"Then... Okay!" Envoy Zhao hesitated, and had no choice but to send another Savage Sect disciple to the stage.

The character of this Savage Sect disciple is relatively honest and low-key.

He is not like the previous four disciples of the Wilderness Sect who were swept away, who would aggressively provoke Xu Ming as soon as they came up; on the contrary, after he came to power, he did not dare to look at Xu Ming, for fear of attracting Xu Ming's attention. It's like - a genius of the dignified wild sect, a young congenital warrior, who can do this, and his character is indeed thick (no), thick (yes), low (bone) and tone (qi).

It's just that God didn't want it.

This Wilderness Sect disciple has kept a low profile as much as possible, but as soon as he came to power, the late-stage martial artist who was originally standing on the stage withdrew without saying a word.

Then, the whole audience resounded with excited and expectant and uniform shouts from the geniuses of Feiyun Kingdom:

"Number five!"

"Fly!"

"Number five! Pumped!"

"Number five! Pumped!"

"Number five! Pumped!"

"No. 5" saw that in the midst of the shouting, Xu Ming slowly got up, made a "quiet" gesture, and then slowly walked towards the ring, walking towards him.

Every time Xu Ming took a step, No. 5 felt his heart skip a beat.

More violent, but also chaotic shouts resounded around:

"Fuck him!"

"Don't let him survive three slaps!"

"A slap in the face!"

"Let the geniuses of the Wilderness Sect see the real genius of our Feiyun Kingdom!"

"Haha, I'm afraid of them! I'm afraid of them!"

…

Hearing these violent shouts, No. 5 couldn't help but soften his feet. He couldn't help but look back at the messenger Zhao for help. The meaning was obvious - Master Zhao, can I go back?

The envoy Zhao returned a stern look: "Fight me! Maybe this Xu Ming is just pretending; the chance to become famous in the first battle is right in front of you!"

"But what if he's not pretending?" No. 5 replied melancholy through voice transmission~www.readwn.com~ Then you have to output style and output level! Remember, even if you lose, don't weaken the momentum of our Wilderness Sect! "

"I…"

The battle process was very simple and rude, but Xu Ming came to power and took it away with a slap, not at all sloppy.

No. 5 also output style and level as Zhao messenger expected. Although he was instantly killed by a slap, but—

The scream when he was pumped away was the most ecstasy!

The trajectory of his flight in mid-air is the most beautiful!

His posture when he landed was the most elegant!

"handsome!"

"So handsome Xu Ming!"

"I love you Xu Ming!"

However, the gazes of the female geniuses present did not pay attention to the ecstatic, graceful and elegant No. 5. Their attention was all on Xu Ming's handsome and unrestrained slap. All the female geniuses shouted hysterically regardless of their image.

"Xu Ming, I love you!"

"Xu Ming, I'm going to give you a monkey!"

In the Wild Martial Residence area, a group of elders, masters, and geniuses looked at the strange female geniuses beside them in amazement.

"Is this still Hua Lengyan, the beauty of the iceberg? She gave birth to a monkey? How dare she shout so disregarding her image?"

"Is this still the gentle and quiet Bai Rong? She's actually more crazy than Hua Lengyan?"

For a time, most of the female geniuses at the birthday party, whether they were cold, quiet, noble or dignified, all became **** due to Xu Ming.

In this case, those male geniuses are not jealous at all. To Xu Ming, they only have one word - service!

The focus of the audience's attention, Xu Ming is looking at the envoy Zhao and the eldest prince with a domineering face: "There are still two geniuses, right? Welcome to play at any time - come up one, pump out one!"