Fantasy: I can pick up attributes and become stronger

Swish!
At this moment, suddenly, a flash of sword light flickered.

"What?" Xuan Ming was taken aback, and quickly dodged away.

puff!

Blood was sprayed, the clothes on his body were scratched, and a shocking scar appeared.

Xuan Ming's face became gloomy, and he stared fixedly into the distance.

I saw Xuan Ning standing in front of him holding the long sword, with an indifferent expression on his face: "It was my slippery hand just now, don't hide this time, or I'm afraid I won't be able to control my hand."

"Little bastard, how dare you sneak attack me?"

Xuan Ming was furious, his whole body vibrating, coiled out like a poisonous snake, and locked onto Xuan Ning.

Xuan Ning's face did not change, and he still had a cold attitude: "A mere piece of trash, how dare you run rampant in front of me?"

"I said, you will die!" Xuan Ming narrowed his eyes.

As soon as he stepped on the ground, the entire forest trembled, like waves churning, his figure soared into the sky, crossed the sky, and rushed towards Xuan Ning.

hum!
With a wave of his arm, a cloud of jet-black mist shot out from his sleeve, turning into a ferocious ghost, and rushed towards Xuan Ning.

This is ghostly ghost energy, one of the most terrifying forces in the underworld, capable of corroding everything, if it is contaminated with a little bit, it will completely melt and turn into a puddle of pus.

"The ghostly spirit of the underworld?"

Xuan Ning's face changed slightly, and his body suddenly disappeared in place.

brush!
He was too fast, like a ghost, dodging the ghostly aura.

"what?"

Seeing Xuan Ning dodging his attack, the faces of those warriors changed drastically, and they couldn't help gasping.

They knew that this Xuan Ning was so powerful that he could instantly kill the second level of martial saints, but they were not weak either, with the fifth level of martial saints sitting in charge.

But Xuan Ming easily escaped their joint attack.

This fighting quality is much stronger than them.

"Junior, report your name!"

The man in the fiery red armor roared fiercely.

"You have no right to know!"

Xuan Ning said lightly.

"you……"

The man in the fiery red armor was furious, but he didn't dare to act rashly.

"Hahaha, is this kid an idiot? He doesn't even dare to reveal his name?"

"Hey, he's probably a coward, afraid of being traced by us!"

The warriors around ridiculed one after another.

"No, look carefully, behind him..."

At this moment, a sharp voice sounded, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Everyone took a look and was stunned.

I saw four pairs of wings growing on the back of the black-robed boy, as white as jade, as if composed of angel wings, shining with brilliance.

These feathers are crystal clear, just like real angel feathers.

"A four-winged angel?"

Everyone trembled in their hearts, and instantly realized what it was.

The four-winged angel represents a realm!
Wu Sheng!

This is the real warrior!
Even in Hades, such an existence is a high-level person.

For a moment, everyone was stunned and did not dare to make a sound.

"Wu Sheng, how is this possible? He looks so young, how could he be Wu Sheng?"

"Our luck is also very good. We actually met a figure of martial saint level!"

"No, look, his wings seem to have a strange power. Could it be that he is also a member of the demon clan?"

"Damn it, he has evil spirits!"

Everyone was startled and unsure, feeling uneasy in their hearts, for fear of being targeted by Xuan Ming.

"Who sent you here?" Xuan Ming asked calmly with calm eyes.

"Your Excellency, why do you need to ask? We are determined to obtain this treasure!"

The man in the fiery red armor said through gritted teeth.

He was extremely aggrieved.

He was originally ordered to guard this place, but after Xuanming entered the ancient tomb, he encountered this group of strangely dressed humans.

These people don't know what method they used, but they can resist their attacks, and they can also hide their whereabouts, and even shoot cold arrows in the dark.

He is a master of the second level of martial arts, and he is defeated by a group of innate warriors, and he is in a mess.

"Stop talking nonsense, I just want to tell you one thing, we are going to settle this matter!" Xuan Ming said lightly.

"Bastards! You are just ordinary people, why should you snatch the artifact!"

Xuanming's words angered everyone, all the warriors shot together, and the overwhelming attack swept towards Xuanming.

This scene made Xuan Ming shake his head.

"A group of ants, since you are obsessed with your obsession, you should kill them all!"

Xuan Ming's eyes were icy cold, and a bright thunder light burst out from his body.

crackle!

A series of thunder and lightning fell, blocking all the attacks of those warriors, and then, a palm swept across, and slapped one of the warriors fiercely.

Click click!

Accompanied by the crisp cracking sound, the martial artist was directly smashed into powder.

"This...how is this possible?"

The remaining warriors were stunned.

"kill!"

Xuanming's murderous intent was strong, and he charged at another martial artist, and with a grasp of his palm, a head was picked off and rolled to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, five or six warriors were killed by Xuan Ming's hands.

"escape!"

The few remaining people turned pale with fright, and frantically fled in all directions.

"Hmph, a bunch of idiots!"

"Do you really think you can escape?"

A mocking smile appeared on the corner of Xuan Ming's mouth, and then he raised his leg suddenly, at this moment, Xuan Ning's sword suddenly came over.

Xuan Ning watched for a long time, and had long been hostile to this Ming family.

Just wait for Xuan Ming to make a move.

At this moment, he finally found an opportunity, and he stabbed out his flying dragon sword without hesitation.

"not good!"

Xuanming's expression changed slightly, he quickly withdrew his move, slashed out with his backhand, and collided with the Feilongjian.

clang!
There was a violent metal clanging sound, and Xuanminghu's body shook violently, and he retreated several steps in a row, only then managed to stabilize his figure.

"How is it possible? He is just a mere Martial Saint, how can he compete with me?" Xuan Ming's eyes widened, full of disbelief.

Rumble!
Xuan Ming stomped on the ground with both feet, and jumped up, attacking Xuan Ning.

Bang bang bang!
A series of punches were struck, the ground cracked continuously, and earth and rocks flew randomly.

But Xuan Ming practiced the Heavenly Emperor Jue after all, with a strong physical body, he is not afraid of this level of attack at all.

He swayed to avoid Xuan Ming's punch, then jumped up, his palm was like a knife, and slashed towards Xuan Ming.

Clang!
The two fought hard again, Xuan Ming let out a muffled snort, and was thrown backwards by the shock.

In his right hand, the bones were broken, and the skin was scorched black.

"Damn!"

Xuan Ming let out a low cry, his body was like a ghost, and he immediately bullied Xuan Ning close to him.

But Xuan Ning had already predicted his attack method, so how could he give him a chance.

Being close is more beneficial for a guy with mysterious movements like Xuan Ming, so the next moment he saw the sword with golden light fall down.