As soon as Shi Youming finished speaking, under the horrified eyes of Ming Mirage and the other three ghost cultivators in the Heavenly Ming Realm, he rushed towards the thousands of Yu Clan members.
"Prince" Ming Ming's expression changed drastically and he screamed.
However, Shi Youming's figure had already rushed out and he had no time to stop him.
"Why are you still standing there?
If something happens to the prince, none of you will survive."
Ming Ming shouted gloomily, and immediately the ghost shadow flashed, chasing Shi You Ming's figure at a speed as if it penetrated the space.
Hearing this, the three ghost cultivators in the Heavenly Ming Realm did not dare to hesitate.
They followed Ming Mirage's figure and chased towards Shi Youming.
Qin Yu, who controlled Li Jue, also followed closely.
Thousands of Yu clan members were stunned when they saw the figure rushing towards Shi Youming.
"A ghost cultivator in the Xuanming Realm" "He's here to die, right?"
The two Heavenly Realm Feather Tribes were surprised, and they felt the powerful aura coming from Ming Mirage behind Shi Youming, and their expressions immediately condensed.
They can be sure that this is a powerful ghost cultivator second only to the Yu Clan's god general.
Immediately, all the Yu tribe not only suspected Shi Youming's identity, but a ghost cultivator from the Xuanming Realm dared to rush over so unscrupulously, and behind him, there were several ghost cultivators from the Heavenly Ming Realm following him.
It can be imagined that , this ghost cultivator in the Xuanming realm undoubtedly has a different identity and status in the ghost realm.
"Jie Jie Jie Jie, you bird people think you are gods, but you don't know that you are worse than chickens.
Come and die."
Shi Youming said with a wanton smile, a black scythe appeared on a pair of ghost hands, emitting an extremely deep cold light, like the scythe of death, coming to claim their lives.
Thousands of Yu tribesmen were immediately furious when they heard this.
What they hated most was to be called bird people by other cultivators, and Shi Youming even compared them to things that were not even chickens.
The faces of every Yu tribe member were filled with anger.
All are filled with rage and murderous intent "A mere ghost cultivator in the Xuan Ming Realm dares to speak so brazenly."
An eight-winged feather clan member from the realm said angrily.
He was the first to lose his composure.
He held a golden holy sword, extremely brilliant, carrying powerful sacred energy, and slashed towards Shi Youming.
"Jie hahahaha, the eight-winged birdman dares to be so presumptuous and seeks death."
Shi Youming let out a ferocious laugh, but in his deep ghost eyes, there was a flash of extremely cold light.
Facing the golden giant sword slashed by the Eight-Wing Feather Clan, he did not even retreat at all, and the black sickle blade swept out. , exuding an extremely sharp chill, slashing towards the Eight-Wing Feather Clan The length of the black sickle blade is far longer than that of the golden giant sword.
In the early stage, when the strength is almost the same, every inch longer makes every inch stronger.
There is no doubt that the black sickle blade will definitely strike at the ghost body of the Eight Winged Feather Clan before the golden giant sword falls.
The face of the Eight-winged Feather Clan changed.
He had long seen the sickle blade in Shi Youming's hand, which was far longer than his own holy sword.
He thought that with the powerful defense of his wings, he could withstand the sickle blade.
Then With one sword, he cut the extremely arrogant ghost cultivator in the underworld in half.
However, the development of the matter was beyond his expectation.
The sharp aura emanating from the black sickle blade made him feel an unprecedented danger, as if it was about to be broken by the sickle blade. , The Eight-winged Feather Clan was surprised that he actually had such an idea.
This was an almost instinctive intuition.
In the end, after hesitating for a while, the Eight Wings Feather Clan believed in their instincts and chose to defend.
Suddenly changing from offense to defense, the defensive power of the Eight-Wing Yu Clan cannot reach his peak state at all.
Keng The two-edged swords clashed, and an extremely crisp and loud bang suddenly broke out, which was about to tear people's eardrums.
It echoed on this desolate plain, and the extremely fierce wind spread out and passed by. everywhere, tearing open tiny cracks in the space.
The next moment, all the Yu Clan were surprised to see the golden giant sword snap.
The black sickle blade directly cut off the four wings of the Eight-Wing Feather Clan, and then cut off the Eight-Wing Feather Clan in the middle.
Not only were all the Yu tribesmen in disbelief, their eyes widened and their mouths were dumbfounded, even behind Shi Youming, Ming Mirage, and the three ghost cultivators from the Heavenly Ming Realm, who were chasing closely, had a look of disbelief on their faces.
Color Although Ming Mirage and other four ghost cultivators in the Heavenly Nether Realm knew that the Netherworld Prince had mastered the extremely weird and terrifying power of death, ranking second on the Ancient Holy Monument and Mysterious Ranking, which was far from being comparable to the ordinary Xuanjing Realm experts, however, Killing an Eight-Winged Feather Clan member with one move.
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Such a result shocked them so much that they couldn't believe their eyes.
They ask themselves, they are far from being able to do this when they are in the Great Perfection of Xuanming Realm.
The Eight-winged Feather Clan, who was cut in half by the black sickle blade, had exaggerated pupils and looked at the bent body in disbelief, unable to say anything.
He had already sensed the danger, so he temporarily changed his tactics and switched from offense to defense.
However, he did not expect that in the end, he could not block the black sickle blade and was cut in half on the spot.
Golden blood sputtered out, and above the wounds of the Eight-winged Feather Clan, an evil black energy invaded his body.
His body was filled with a layer of black at a speed visible to the naked eye.
When the evil black color spread all over his body, his body turned into two parts and directly turned into nothingness, and the soul of the Yu clan was also dyed with a strange layer of black.
This is the power of withering death, even the soul of the Yu Clan cannot resist it.
"Jie hahaha, the eight-winged birdman, does he only have this little strength?
He really disappoints me."
Shi Youming laughed ferociously, with a crazy face, and with a ghost hand, an irresistible suction force directly pulled the souls of the Eight-Wing Feather Clan towards him.
Immediately, under the horrified eyes of all the Feather Clan, the Eight-Wing Feather Clan was The soul was swallowed into the ghost's mouth "Jiejie, Jiejie, the soul of a birdman is quite good."
Shi Youming smiled strangely, and a black and ferocious appearance covered his ghost body.
Shi Youming's aura suddenly increased sharply.
Even compared with the cultivators who had achieved great success in the realm, it was not much better.
The next moment, Shi Youming looked like he was crazy.
He was facing thousands of Yu tribesmen in front of him.
He was not afraid and rushed directly towards them.
The ghostly energy swept out and shrouded the surrounding world in a cold chill.
Ming Mirage and the other three people in the Heavenly Ming Realm flashed their ghostly shadows and rushed to Shi Youming's side.
The terrifying methods Shi Youming showed shocked them, but this did not mean that Prince Youming could fight with thousands of people.
In the battle between the famous Yu Clan, what's more, among the thousands of Yu Clan, there are several powerful existences from the Ten Winged Feather Clan.
Li Jue's ghost body, under the control of Qin Yu, followed closely, but Qin Yu could not let this ghost body display Li Jue's inherent strength: