Teng Yuan said, "You are the ninth level of the Heavenly Level. I'm afraid you will be hurt by others when they do it. I'll do it best."

Wang Tiezhu laughed and said, "You dare to say such big talk just because I am at the ninth level of the Heavenly Level, right? Okay, I will fulfill your wish."

While speaking, Wang Tiezhu closed his hands together, and black air gushed out.

The next moment it shrinks back and explodes again, and it is already the breath of the holy level.

Boom boom boom boom...

After three consecutive explosions, Wang Tiezhu's aura had risen to the third level of the holy level.

The black light converged, and Wang Tiezhu's face was full of murderous intent.

"Do you still want to fight me?"

Yu Heng was shocked.

Damn... This guy really has his hands on it, fortunately he had expected it.

Otherwise, you will be in trouble at this time.

The other monks were also shocked. The third level of the holy level? Is this a fart?!

After the first level of the Heavenly Level, one level of cultivation will be at the first level of Heaven, and Wang Tiezhu's third level of the Saint Level will be more than a dozen.

The pride on Tengyuan's face disappeared completely in the blink of an eye, and his waist also bent down.

Teng Yuan explained: "Zhengzhu Wang, this is a misunderstanding."

Wang Tiezhu snorted coldly and suddenly attacked. His fists were wrapped in mysterious power like ink and directly hit Tengyuan's lowered head.

Bang!

Tengyuan's head fell down toward the ground. He never expected that he would surrender and Wang Tiezhu would take action.

The other monks were frightened and let go of Liu Xin'er and turned around and ran away.

"I want to leave? There is no door."

Wang Tiezhu made a move to rush forward, and the monks began to flee from all directions.

I was afraid that I would run away slowly, so I ended up with Tengyuan.

But in the blink of an eye, there were only three people left in the sky, Wang Tiezhu, Liu Xiner and Yu Heng.

When Yu Heng saw Wang Tiezhu looking at him with a bad expression, he waved his hand and said, "I was forced to lead the way."

Wang Tiezhu said: "I've come here, please help me with the work and tie that old man up."

Wang Tiezhu checked Zhang Yuhan's injuries and felt very distressed. Even Zhang Tianhe did not hurt Zhang Yuhan so seriously at that time.

Let Liu Xin'er cook medicine, and Wang Tiezhu go to Tengyuan to settle the score.

After a basin of cold water, Tengyuan shivered.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he glared at Wang Tiezhu and said, "Thief, are you actually cheating?"

If he is a little cautious, he will never be so embarrassed.

The power of the last blow is obviously the strength of the ninth level of the Heavenly Level. Where did the third level of the Saint Level come from?

If it is really the third level of the holy level, how can you still have life?

Wang Tiezhu gave Tengyuan another bucket of cold water.

"Old bastard, do you dare to hurt my disciple? I said I would tear him into pieces."

Tengyuan was intimidated by the anger in Wang Tiezhu's eyes and frowned and asked, "What do you want?"

Wang Tiezhu said angrily: "How is it? Of course I'm offering you to sacrifice to heaven. I'll set fire to me, my disciples."

A group of apprentices watched Tengyuan knock Zhang Yuhan down from the air. If it weren't for Wang Tiezhu's order, they would have killed Tengyuan long ago.

Now when I hear the fire, I have brought firewood to the ground and placed it at Tengyuan's feet.

Tengyuan finally panicked.

"Wang Tiezhu, you can't kill me. If you kill me, you will regret it."

Wang Tiezhu took the torch from his apprentice's hand and threw it directly at Tengyuan's feet.

"Repent? When you hit my apprentice, why didn't you expect to regret it?"

Seeing the fire rising, Tengyuan began to beg for mercy.

"Zhengmaster Wang, I was wrong. Please spare me, spare me, practice is not easy. I have suffered a lot when I reach the holy level. It is a loss to the cultivation world if you burn me to death."

Yu Heng couldn't stand it anymore. It was not that he couldn't stand Wang Tiezhu's cruelty, but that he couldn't stand Tengyuan's two-faced and three-sword sword.

Yu Heng said: "Senior Teng, aren't the people you killed not easy to practice? Don't you regard the deeds of killing them as your own glory all day long? This is the world of cultivation. The strong will survive, let yourself die more decent."

Teng Yuan said angrily: "Yu Heng, you dare to fool me? It's all your fault."

Yu Heng shook his head: "Our brothers advised you not to come, but you insisted on coming. If I don't lead the way, you will even attack us. As for the same sentence, let yourself die more decent."

After saying that, Yu Heng added a handful of firewood.

Teng Yuan was so angry that he began to use Xuanli, but he found that Xuanli was not listening to it.

Wang Tiezhu said coldly: "Don't waste your energy. I have already given you Xuan Lisan, otherwise how could you burn to death?"

The fire started to burn, and the screams and scoldings spread far away.

It took three days to burn before the fire went out.

Wang Tiezhu found a black bead from the fire and wiped it clean, with a piece of Lan Yingying.

At this moment, Yu Heng understood and couldn't help asking: "Are you doing his holy bead?"

Wang Tiezhu nodded: "This bastard's martial arts are very evil. If it weren't for this Yu Han, he would lose his skills and pass away. He could only sacrifice this old bastard for his disciple. After all, it was his own trouble, right?"

After Wang Tiezhu took the medicine to Zhang Yuhan, it was cured soon.

After learning that his life was saved by Shengzhu, Zhang Yuhan vomited for three days and refused to eat.

In Fenglai City, a group of monks collectively asked for his orders to report to the city lord the city.

Fenglai City is the largest city in a radius of thousands of miles. The city lord Mingyuan is born, and the strength of the fifth level of the holy level is powerful for thousands of miles.

The well-deserved local emperor.

After listening to everyone's report, Ming Yuansheng did not give any reply, but just waved his hand to them.

"Okay, go back."

After a group of monks left tremblingly, Ming Yuansheng looked at a boy and asked.

"Tianhe, haven't you fought with this Wang Tiezhu? Tell me if I should send someone to kill this Wang Tiezhu?"

If Wang Tiezhu is present, he will definitely exclaim a name, Zhang Tianhe.

Zhang Tianhe said: "City Lord, that Wang Tiezhu is indeed a traitor. However, when I fought with him, he was only at the fifth level of the local level. Now only three months have passed, and he has already reached the third level of the holy level. If he keeps this person, he will definitely suffer endlessly."

Ming Yuansheng asked with a smile: "Then what do you mean is to let the Lord personally take action to capture and kill that Wang Tiezhu?"

Zhang Tianhe shook his head and said, "The city lord is busy with all kinds of things every day, and it is not convenient to travel far. Tianhe will definitely offer the head of the king Tiezhu with both hands."

Ming Yuansheng's eyes lit up.

"Oh? What's the borrowed?"

Zhang Tianhe said: "Although Tianhe's strength has improved rapidly under the protection of the city lord, he now only has the strength of the third level of the Heavenly Level. It is absolutely impossible to deal with the Wang Tiezhu. However, Tianhe is well versed in the formation. If the city lord is willing to borrow the White Tiger Camp to Tianhe, then Qingyang Sect will definitely be a chicken and a dog."

Ming Yuansheng fell into deep thought. The eight thousand monks in the White Tiger Camp were at the lowest level of the fifth level, which was his trump card.

Eight thousand cultivators can form a large formation, let alone a ninth level of the heavenly level, even his fifth level of the holy level can be fought.

"Everything except the White Tiger Camp can be discussed, how about Qinglong Village?"
Chapter completed!