Urban Almighty System

Pang Fei's body trembled suddenly, and then flew out violently backwards.

Pang Fei's body trembled, and there was a hideous bloodstain on his shoulder. The blood flowed down from the wound. For a while, it caused Pang Fei unbearable pain.

Even, he suffered extremely serious trauma in his body.

He never expected that a perfect combination of an early Taixu Realm and a Taixu Realm could seriously injure himself, and he was extremely angry.

I am a majestic aura master.

Xia Ming looked at Pang Fei coldly, glanced at Zhu Er, and said in a low voice: "Zhu Er, kill him together."

"Wait a minute."

Hearing this, Pang Fei felt a chill in his heart, with an indescribable coldness.

He knew that Xia Ming and the others might really kill him, after all, this is not a peaceful world.

Pang Fei couldn't help but said, "Let me go, I'll give you the spirit crystal."

Hearing this, Xia Ming sneered and said, "I'll kill you, and all your storage rings are mine."

"you……"

Hearing this, Pang Fei's face changed greatly, and he was furious. For a moment, he felt a deep sense of powerlessness. He was a majestic master of spiritual energy tribulation, but he was helpless in the face of people in the Void Realm. How could this not make him uncomfortable.

"Who are you?" Pang Fei couldn't help asking.

Xia Ming saw it and said calmly.

"Shenwu Academy, Xia Ming."

"brush……"

Hearing this, Pang Fei's expression changed drastically, and Pang Fei took a deep breath. He didn't expect that Xia Ming in front of him turned out to be a member of Shenwu Academy.

He is just a casual cultivator, and compared with a behemoth like the Shenwu Academy, the difference is naturally not 01:30 points.

"Lord Moyun, help me."

Pang Fei couldn't bear it any longer, and roared, his voice echoing.

Xia Ming and Zhu Er looked at each other, their faces were full of jokes, and they sneered, "Those devils can't save your life."

"yes."

A cold voice resounded from the sky and the earth, and then several figures stood in the air. When Pang Fei saw these figures, he looked overjoyed for an instant.

"Lord Moyun, help me."

The two cold lights of the magic cloud shot out suddenly like two sharp swords, and the magic energy on his body rippled like a black mist, giving people an evil feeling.

"Boss, do you feel that Mo Yun wants to be alone?" Zhu Er asked after thinking about it.

"Who?" Xia Ming asked suspiciously.

"The Bull Demon King in Journey to the West." Zhu Er said, "Looking so ugly and wearing such sloppy clothes, the devil is indeed a devil."

"..."

Xia Ming looked at Zhu Er speechlessly for a while, and complained: "When did you still like watching mythological dramas?"

"Eh..." Zhu Er heard this, his face turned reddish, and he said a little embarrassedly: "The films you gave me last time, I still think there are these things in them."

"I……"

For a moment, Xia Ming thought of the scene where Zhu Er was watching a movie with dark circles under his eyes. Xia Ming took a deep breath, glanced at Zhu Er, hesitated and said, "Go find a sow some other day."

"..."

Zhu Er's face darkened, and he ignored Xia Ming.

"Boss, this guy in front of me is not easy to deal with, but he is quite strong." Zhu Er opened up again: "What should we do now?"

"How to do?"

Xia Ming smiled and said, "You forgot what department I joined."

"A court?"

Zhu Er thought of something, took a deep look at the magic cloud, and said nothing.

Xia Ming looked at Pang Fei coldly, and said with a light smile, "Did you think that if these demons are here, you can leave here alive?"

When Pang Fei heard this, his face changed slightly, and he hurriedly said: "Master Moyun, this person is a disciple of Shenwu students, please ask Master Moyun to kill him."

After Pang Fei's words fell, Mo Yun's body had a more intense devil energy rippling along with it, Mo Yun stared at Xia Ming stubbornly, unusually cold and stern.

"Are you from Shenwu Academy?"

Xia Ming heard it, chuckled lightly and said, "He said that I am from Shenwu Academy and I am from Shenwu Academy?"

"I am the master of the dignified Taoist sect."

Xia Ming didn't refute that he was from Shenwu Academy, but he mentioned another sect of his own. To be honest, he is the head of the Dao Sect, and there is nothing wrong with him, because he was the head of the Dao Sect in the first place.

Mo Yun frowned!
Xia Ming couldn't help but take a look at Mo Yun, at this time Zhu Er's voice also came over, saying: "Boss, these demons in front of me don't seem to be able to use their brains well."

"I think so."

Xia Ming muttered secretly.

"Master Moyun, they really belong to Shenwu students, and please ask Master Moyun to kill him." Pang Fei hurriedly said.

"Humph."

Xia Ming's expression turned cold, and he said coldly: "Pang Fei, you must die."

As soon as the words fell, Xia Ming's body had a chaotic power rippling along with it, the terrifying power fluctuated, and even the devilish energy was suppressed by him.

Xia Ming's power of chaos is the ancestor of aura, whether it is aura or magic energy, all evolved from the power of chaos, so Xia Ming's power of chaos is extremely mysterious.

Xia Ming snorted coldly.

"You Tian."

Suddenly, Xia Ming's figure suddenly disappeared in place, Xia Ming's figure seemed to swim in the void, the speed was extremely fast, and there was not even an afterimage left.

It seems to have reached the realm of teleportation.

Almost instantly, Xia Ming appeared behind Pang Fei. The simple long sword in Xia Ming's hand turned into a sharp sword light, and slashed towards Pang Fei fiercely.

"not good……"

Pang Fei, who was seriously injured, felt the icy chill, which made Pang Fei pale with fright.

"drink……"

Pang Fei roared, then turned around and slapped Xia Ming.

"Pfft."

The sound of a sharp weapon piercing into the flesh resounded, and Pang Fei's face froze, and he froze in place. Pang Fei's eyes were still full of disbelief.

Because he saw that Xia Ming's long sword pierced his head, and there was a sword glow directly piercing his heart, shattering his soul.

Until his death, Pang Fei's eyes were full of unwillingness.

He couldn't figure out why his steel-like palm was instantly pierced.

And the other party directly shattered his soul.

He is a majestic master of Spiritual Qi Tribulation, but...he was killed by a kid in the early stage of Taixu Realm, how could he be reconciled to this?
With deep unwillingness, Pang Fei fell down limply.

Until he died, he couldn't figure out how Xia Ming did it. Obviously, he could only go out from the Taixu Realm, and his strength was no less than his.

"Roar……"

When Mo Yun saw Pang Fei being killed, Mo Yun was also furious, his red eyes seemed to spurt out two fountains of blood.

"Damn you."