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"I never thought that this kid would actually be a descendant of Wing Clan." Song Yi's face turned even more ashen, he had followed the few of them all the way here. His eyes were filled with despair and hatred.

No one had ever dared to humiliate him like this before, and no one had ever dared to betray him like Turquoise-eyed Demon Fox Berlin did. Song Yi was like a bloodthirsty beast who had lost his target. Because he had Sang Yu's outstanding eyesight and insight, Wu Ming and the others had already known that Song Yi was following behind them.

Amongst the four of them, Song Yi was neither able to defeat nor resist Sang Yu's mental strength. Right now, even Wu Ming had broken through to the National Scholar realm. Although he was not Song Yi's match before, he had the strength to fight his. As a result, the four of them were not afraid of Song Yi.

Wu Ming returned to the ground. "I feel very good right now."

Song Zhong laughed somewhat playfully: "Could it be that you want to try?"

"Not bad, I want to try, but I still want to get your permission first."

"I cannot decide for him on this matter. But I'm sure he wants to give you a good beating now. " The him that Song Zhong spoke of was naturally Song Yi.

"Song Yi, stop hiding."

Song Yi frowned when he heard Wu Ming calling his name. He was not surprised that Wu Ming knew that he was following behind them, because even without Sang Yu, as long as Song Zhong was there, with his sharp perception, he would definitely be able to discover's whereabouts.

"Why did you follow me all the way?" Why don't you just come out? Wu Ming looked at Song Yi who was walking out from behind the sand dune, and asked with a smile that was not a smile: "Are you interested in fighting one on one with me?"

Song Yi's eyes were practically spitting fire, because he was extremely annoyed by the expression on Wu Ming's face. This kind of smile that did not seem like a smile was exactly the same as Song Zhong's: "What benefits do you have by beating me up?"

"I just want to test my current abilities. As for the chance to take revenge, I believe you won't refuse."

Song Yi licked his lips, like a wild beast licking his wounds, "A loser will have to pay the price."

Wu Ming laughed: "I know, you want to take my life, if you have the ability, then take it."

"Hahaha... It was the first time I had seen someone who wanted to deliver himself to the door. Don't worry, I won't let you down. "Hahaha..."

Wu Ming smiled lightly.

Song Yi's brows congealed, and a cold light appeared in his hand as he pounced towards Wu Ming. The cold light that appeared in Song Yi's hand was precisely from the treasured sword Duan Qing had forged for himself.

"He's a madman." Turquoise-eyed Demon Fox Paris looked at Wu Ming with a different expression, then the expression on her face started to become interesting. As a subordinate to the Ghost Clan, she naturally knew how powerful the first prince of Ghost Clan was. Cultivators of the Ghost Clan were existences that surpassed ordinary cultivators, not to mention that the royal clan of Ghost Clan possessed many secret arts and resources that no one else was aware of.

"In the dark of the night, fighting those who jump levels in battle will become even more difficult, because even if one cultivates at a slightly higher level, their perception will also become even sharper."

Turquoise-eyed Demon Fox Paris was shocked to discover that when the cold light of Heartless appeared an inch in front of Wu Ming, Song Zhong's gaze had long ago locked onto her. Sang Yu's gaze followed closely behind.

It was as if the dark night had no effect on their perception. How could they have such astounding perception and eyesight? What kind of monsters were these?

"I admit that you are better than I thought, but a man like me... cannot see good things. As long as there is me, I want to destroy him. "

Wu Ming looked at Song Yi whose face was starting to turn red, and immediately sensed the strong killing intent coming from his body. Wu Ming smiled, then took two steps back and jumped up with the sword in his hand right in front of his chest. Song Yi's cultivation was naturally much higher than his, he did not need to think of a plan to easily kill him.

Although Song Zhong absolutely could not allow himself to die by Song Yi's hands, how could a fight to the death be so foolproof? But if he backed down, what difference would there be between him and the Ming Prince's Turtle Aura back in the dynasty?

"Hu!" With a light sound, Song Yi's figure moved, and his fat figure pounced towards Wu Ming with an unmatched speed. Song Yi seemed to have used all of his strength on this strike.

He hated the young man in front of him.

Wu Ming had already seen all of this clearly. The difference in strength between the two of them was too big. With his current strength, he wouldn't be able to face Song Yi's attack head on.

A mass of sparks splashed out as the two extremely cold swords clashed.

"En!" Wu Ming groaned as he staggered, there seemed to be some warm liquid splashing in the air.

"Clang!" Another crisp sound. The two longswords once more clashed against each other. This time, Wu Ming had already changed his body. His originally seemingly staggering and strong body took a step forward to force both Song Yi and himself closer.

Song Yi growled, relying on his own strength to exceed the opponent's needs, he fiercely flung the sword in his hand out. At the same time, his left hand extended to his lower back, where a dagger was hidden.

From his judgement, Wu Ming, whose cultivation level was far lower than him, would definitely not be able to easily receive this throw of his. A sinister smile appeared on Song Yi's face, it had been a long time since he revealed such a proud smile, it was the smile of someone on the verge of success.

"Are you really not worried that he will fail? He said that those who fail will lose their lives. " Song Zhong asked Sang Yu with a smile that was not a smile.

"Of course, I believe him."

Turquoise-eyed Demon Fox Boris naturally caught sight of Song Yi's actions, his brows knitted together yet he did not let out a sound. In a battle of life or death, it was highly likely that his little actions would affect the battle's outcome.

Turquoise-eyed Demon Fox Berlin realized that Wu Ming did not directly receive this strike. Instead, he stayed in the air in a position that ordinary people would not be able to complete, and used the advantage of his long sword to hit Song Yi's wrist.

The dagger in Song Yi's hand stopped at half of Wu Ming's longsword, and dropped to the ground. The sword that he had thrown out with all his might was blocked by a black feather. It produced a metallic sound and almost fell to the ground at the same time as the dagger.

The tip of Song Yi's long sword accurately pierced into Song Yi's wrist, slicing through his flesh and cut right through his wrist.

"Ahh …"

Turquoise-eyed Demon Fox Boris opened her beautiful eyes wide. "He's actually gotten used to the way the winged people are fighting in such a short period of time. Is this talent? "

"I never thought that the wingman's physique would be so strong! No wonder the Great Sheng Dynasty back then had always wanted to eliminate the Wing Clan; Wing Clan is indeed a terrifying race. "

"You can go." Wu Ming withdrew his sword, "You will never have another chance to defeat me."

Song Yi did not speak, his gaze was only growing more desperate and sinister.