C396 Closure of the Conference (1/2)

With a squelch, the sword pierced through the Maoshan Faction disciple's chest, piercing through his entire body! did not dodge, and allowed the hot blood to splash onto his body. It was not that he did not want to dodge, but rather, her mind was not on this matter.

When the sword in his hand pierced through the Maoshan Faction disciple's chest, Wang Ming could clearly feel it. The sword pierced that person's ribs, stabbed into his heart, and then stabbed out from his back! This process was passed on to him by the Hundred Transformations Sword Embryo. Wang Ming could feel the feeling of the sword entering his body, and his body lightly trembled.

However, Wang Ming's body was not trembling because he was afraid. When he felt that feeling, Wang Ming actually did not feel the slightest amount of fear in his heart, but only excitement! Wang Ming didn't know why he was so excited. In any case, he couldn't control himself, and his entire body was like an erupting volcano. His body started to boil, and that was why his body started to tremble uncontrollably!

When Wang Ming recovered from the feeling, he realised that he was covered in blood, but after smelling the blood, Wang Ming became even more excited! It was only then that Wang Ming realized that he was actually a bloodthirsty person!

In the past, Wang Ming relied on his bunch of bad friends to bully people, but because of his weak health, he did not have any ability to fight. After taking Yang Feng as his master and learning martial arts from him, his first fight with Liu Shengyuan only caused Liu Shengyuan's face to become swollen, he did not have any blood on him.

Killing this Maoshan Faction's disciple could be said to be the first time Wang Ming smelled fresh blood. However, Wang Ming didn't expect that the smell of fresh blood would make him so intoxicated by it, causing his entire body to become even more excited!

His body flashed, and his figure shot backwards, retreating from the front of the Maoshan Faction. He instantly appeared a hundred meters away from the Maoshan Faction, and just as Wang Ming stood still, he saw that in the place where he was standing a moment ago, fist-sized balls of lightning had rained down upon him!

The ones who attacked Wang Ming were naturally the disciples of the Maoshan Faction. Although they were surprised by Wang Ming's method of fighting, seeing one of their own comrades killed, they did not sit idly by and do nothing. Thus, they raised the peach wood swords in their hands and pierced towards Wang Ming!

The peach wood swords in the Maoshan Faction disciples' hands were covered with runes and those runes were usually Thunder Fire Runes. Because ghosts were afraid of the strongest Yang energy, thunder and fire runes were just perfect for restraining ghosts. Their peach wood swords were covered with Thunder Fire Rune, and in the past, they were always successful in dealing with ghosts.

However, this Thunder Fire Rune was not enough against a living person like Wang Ming. As long as Wang Ming was fast enough and able to dodge their attacks, he would not be harmed in the slightest. However, Wang Ming's Qing Gong was also pretty good. At the very least, it would be difficult for the disciples of the Maoshan Faction to keep up with his speed.

A dozen or so Maoshan Faction disciples stabbed their swords at Wang Ming, and the dozens of lightning balls that were shot out missed Wang Ming, following that, they started to attack Wang Ming once again. Of course, their attacks would still use their peach wood swords to shoot out electroballs or fireballs. They would attack Wang Ming from afar, and not one of them would dare to come close to him to fight.

Furthermore, when the disciples of the Maoshan Faction saw the way Wang Ming killed their fellow sect members, all of them stood together to prevent Wang Ming from launching another sneak attack. The Maoshan Faction had a few hundred disciples, but the only enemy they faced was Wang Ming, so they were forced to defend. This was a mockery for their Maoshan Faction, and also the sorrow of their Maoshan Faction.

Although there were a lot of Maoshan Faction s, they only knew how to attack twice, either by attacking with the peach wood sword, but Wang Ming could easily dodge this attack, or by attacking with the Soul Absorbing Bell. However, the Soul Absorbing Bell was only effective against souls that died, it was useless against living people.

The Maoshan Faction's Sect Leader's cultivation was higher than Wang Ming's, but he was not as fast as Wang Ming. It was impossible to catch Wang Ming, but he could not bring out the power he had, which made the Sect Leader feel extremely uncomfortable, as a sect with a few hundred people defending against one person, the Sect Leader even had thoughts of suicide.

However, there was nothing they could do about it. Their Maoshan Faction had already been abandoned by the Kunlun Faction and would not get any help from him. Now, they could only rely on themselves. In order to survive, no matter how shameful it was, as long as one could not die, it was better than anything.

avoided the electric balls and fireballs that Maoshan Faction was attacking him with, while thinking about how to attack. Right now was the perfect time to attack because he was very excited, because the smell of his blood had turned everything in front of him blood-red. He was liking this smell more and more, and had a faint desire to continue killing.

Although Wang Ming's speed was extremely fast and the disciples of the Maoshan Faction could not keep up with his speed, the Maoshan Faction was still surrounded, defending and ambushing Wang Ming while attacking him with techniques. This made it hard for Wang Ming to think of attacking from a close distance.

However, although he could not attack in close proximity, Wang Ming still had a way to counterattack. After all, he was not only training in the sword techniques that Yang Feng had imparted to him, he had also trained in the Mount Shu Sword Art, which was a long-ranged attack! Although he wanted to experience the carefree feeling of having a knife enter his flesh, Wang Ming did not have the character to be beaten passively like that.