The next moment, Wang Mang's figure retreated violently and flashed into the distance.

In an instant, a strange air wave that was as cold as a deep pool erupted centered on the Holy Son of the Hades.

Suddenly, Wang Mang's face in the distance changed suddenly.

There is no other reason, I can only see that within the range invaded by this strange breath, the power of the great way is assimilated visible to the naked eye.

Seeing this, Wang Mang attacked the Holy Son of the Hades with some disbelief.

I saw a few gusts of devouring Dao began to blast towards the Holy Son of the Mingzu.

But when Devouring Dao was about to approach him, he was infected by wisps of strange breath.

In an instant, the attacking Dao of Devouring was assimilated after only a few breaths.

Looking at Wang Mang's face full of astonishment, the Holy Son of the Mingzu smiled gloomyly.

"Hehe, what's the matter, didn't you have a good fight just now?"

"Now it's my seat!"

As soon as the words fell, his figure began to shoot towards Wang Mang.

As the Holy Son of the Mingzu continued to approach, the strange aura surrounding him also followed.

Seeing this, Wang Mang's eyes narrowed, and he said cautiously:

"How dare you, let me see how much you weigh!"

While speaking, the massacre halberd suddenly appeared in his hand.

Not only that, but the Slaughter God of War was also put on him in an instant.

Seeing Wang Mang's actions, the attacking son of the Ming clan squinted his eyes and shouted in a low voice:

"Underworld Sword!"

As soon as the words fell, a long black sword was held in his hand.

At this time, Wang Mang ignored the saint son of the Ming clan who was gradually attacking, but held the massacre halberd by himself.

At the same time, countless devouring avenues began to rush towards the slaughtering bumble bee.

All of a sudden, an incomparably domineering aura emanated from the slaughter halberd.

As more and more devours poured in, the Slaughtering Halberd began to emit dazzling halos.

Feeling the joy that seemed to be coming from the massacre halberd, Wang Mang was also infected by this inexplicable excitement, and shouted frantically:

"Come to fight!"

At this time, in the eyes of the Holy Son of the Mingzu, Wang Mang had a domineering will all over his body.

And this dreadful will is still rising.

Looking at the radiant Wang Mang, the Holy Son of the Ming Clan looked embarrassed, and whispered in surprise:

"Terrible thoughts, terrible people!"

Even he himself didn't realize that Wang Mang's domineering figure had been quietly engraved in his heart.

In the future, this scene will forever become his nightmare, of course this is something for another time.

As the massacre halberd in Wang Mang's hand began to shake continuously, Wang Mang's figure disappeared in a flash.

This familiar scene made the Holy Son of the Mingzu break out in cold sweat.

The next moment, he quickly stopped and looked around vigilantly.

At this moment, Wang Mang's figure like a **** and demon was infinitely magnified in his mind.

For a moment, he swallowed for some unknown reason, and at the same time his body began to tremble slowly.

At this moment, that shocking will suddenly appeared behind him.

"Here!" Sensing the movement behind him, the Holy Son of the Ming clan quickly swung his sword and slashed towards the rear like a frightened bird.

In an instant, several sword glows with a strange aura appeared behind him.

Swinging the sword in the air, his face changed drastically, and he fled towards the distance in a hurry.

At this moment, he has completely given up his pride as the Holy Son of the Hades.

Now he just wants to escape from this place as soon as possible, and it is best not to see Wang Mang again.

However, the heavens were not beautiful, and the next moment Wang Mang's figure stood in front of him.

At the same time, Wang Mang's teasing voice slowly rang in his ears:

"Where do the ants want to go?"

As soon as the words fell, Wang Mang began to exert strength in the hand holding the slaughter halberd.

Immediately, the slaughtering halberd swept straight towards the Holy Son of the Mingzu.

Seeing the great halberd exuding divine power, he quickly swung the Nether Sword to block it.

Bang!

Following the contact of the two divine weapons, a dull collision sounded immediately.

For a moment, the two stalemate together.

Feeling the huge force coming from his hand, the Holy Son of the Mingzu hurriedly drove towards Wang Mang with a strange aura.

But when the strange aura approached Wang Mang, an incredible scene appeared.

This scene also completely broke the line of defense in the heart of the Holy Son of the Mingzu.

I saw that when these strange breaths were about to infect Wang Mang, a red light flashed between Wang Mang's brows.

In front of this red light, the strange aura began to spread uncontrollably as if encountering a natural enemy.

However, it was surrounded by the red light and disappeared in an instant.

Looking at Wang Mang's smiling face, the Holy Son of the Mingzu cried out in surprise:

"How is it possible, the strange breath has no effect on you!"

Seeing this, Wang Mang said indifferently:

"Is it a surprise?"

"It's okay, there are more surprises!"

As soon as the words fell, his hands began to exert force.

Bark!

The next moment, only the Mingtian sword could be heard as if it was overwhelmed, and there was a piercing cracking sound.

Under the horrified eyes of the Holy Son of the Ming clan, a small crack appeared on the sword of Ming Tianjian.

Seeing this, Wang Mang grinned and said with disdain:

"Ant, your toy seems to be broken."

As if he didn't hear Wang Mang's words, the holy son of the Ming clan stared at the Ming Tian sword in despair.

Looking at the godless son of the Ming clan, Wang Mang also slowly reacted.

Judging by his posture, it can't be that his Dao heart is unstable, right?

With this in mind, Wang Mang said slowly:

"Ants must have the consciousness of ants."

"Let's lose!"

As soon as the words fell, his hand holding the slaughter halberd began to exert strength.

boom!

With an even more violent shattering sound, the Nether Sky Sword was instantly shattered into pieces.

At the same time, the slaughtering halberd slashed at the Holy Son of the Hades without any loss of power.

Puff!

Following the sound of a muffled sound of flesh being cut apart, and countless splashes of blood, the figure of the Holy Son of the Hades immediately flew backwards.

This scene made everyone watching the battle from a distance start talking in horror:

"It's over, the son of the Ming clan was beaten and lost his Dao heart!"

"A generation of Tianjiao has fallen."

"Yes, after all, Wang Mang's strength is too terrifying!"

"Hehe, I was still laughing at the people who were forced to enter the Mo tribe's camp, I didn't expect it."

"Well those guys are really lucky."

"It's really enviable, letting those guys lie down and win."

…

At this time, in the patriarch's pavilion.

Looking at the holy son of the Ming clan who looked like a dead dog, the five patriarchs were silent.

Obviously, they all saw the state of the Holy Son of the Mingzu at this time.

If there is no accident, the Holy Son of the Mingzu is abolished.

In the days to come, he will live under Wang Mang's shadow forever.

Mo Yang, who is different from other patriarchs~lightnovelpub.net~ brows are full of smiles, and said cheerfully:

"Brother Ming, it seems that your Ming clan is going to establish a new son again."

"It's also because Wang Mang is too ignorant and doesn't know how to show mercy."

"Don't worry, I will teach him well after this endless jihad is over."

Hearing this, the patriarch of the Ming clan cast him a calm look, and said indifferently:

"Hehe, I still want to thank Wang Mang."

"If he didn't know the Holy Son of our clan, he would be so poor!"