The cultivator with the second level of Immortal Lord's body could not help but feel calm when he saw that his two clones were not Wang Xiaoqiang's opponents, and he became cautious at the same time.

With a wave of his right hand, he sacrificed a black fairy sword. The fairy sword was soaking in black, and a feminine aura that was as tender as water, sprinkled from the fairy sword.

He snorted coldly and killed Wang Xiaoqiang.

At the same time, his two clones also sacrificed a black fairy sword and rushed towards Wang Xiaoqiang.

Three to one, if you reveal your true cultivation, Wang Xiaoqiang will be a little struggling.

At this moment, his mind moved, and 900,000 spiritual springs outside his body were sucked into his body, and the spiritual power in his body burst out. In an instant, his cultivation level increased by level three, from a fifth stage of the True Immortal Realm to an eighth stage of the True Immortal Realm.

The second clone of the one who rushed over couldn't help but feel shocked when Wang Xiaoqiang's cultivation level increased.

The three of them couldn't help but stagnate and looked at each other.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wang Xiaoqiang put the Sun-Shooting Bow into the Sumeru Ring and took out the Penglai Immortal Sword. With the spiritual power, the Penglai Immortal Sword shone brightly and with the sword light, Wang Xiaoqiang planned to fight against the three of them with the Penglai Immortal Sword.

The other party's original deity and two clones formed a horn, surrounding Wang Xiaoqiang.

All three of them pinched the sword technique with their left hand, and the black fairy sword in their right hand was like a paintbrush, constantly circling the net-shaped sword patterns in the air.

After these sword patterns are formed, they condense but do not disperse. A few threads, one by one, interwoven into a dense sword beam net, encircling Wang Xiaoqiang in it and constantly tightening it.

The Penglai Fairy Sword in Wang Xiaoqiang's hand waved and swung again and again, and the sword light like a wave hit the black sword net, just like a flood hitting the fish net, it did not have any effect at all.

Soon, the black sword net tightly wrapped Wang Xiaoqiang in it.

Wang Xiaoqiang felt that as the black sword net tightened, a strong sense of oppression came from all sides, pressing him down so that his qi and blood were almost unable to breathe.

At the same time, he felt a feminine and cold aura constantly emanating from the sword net, invading.

Under this breath, he was trembling with coldness.

"Haha, boy, how do you feel now? Being covered by my water-yin sword net, do you feel like a fish? Hum! Let me tell you the truth, the pain is still behind. My "water-yin sword net" is a set of sword techniques that combines the water-based spiritual energy and the wonderful sword technique in my body. In the end, you can freeze you into ice. If you abstain from the right now, I will spare your life, otherwise... Hum..."

When everyone in the audience saw Wang Xiaoqiang being trapped by the other party's wonderful swordsmanship, they couldn't help but talk:

"Haha, can I just say, how could a real fairyland slaughter beat the Immortal Lord??"

"Hey, you don't remember. When this kid verified his identity in front of the Bahuang Mirror, he was so cruel and injustice. He used to kill many people. He was called committing his own sins and not living! I really hope that he died under the other party's sword today."

"What are you talking nonsense? Stop your crow's mouth!" Taiyi Zhenren stared at the man and yelled. The man shrank his neck in fear. He was not afraid of Taiyi Zhenren, but Wang Xiaoqiang. What if Wang Xiaoqiang won this game and came down to deal with him?

Seeing that the man dared not talk anymore, Taiyi Zhenren withdrew his gaze from him. Then he shouted to Wang Xiaoqiang on the ring, "Come on, come on."

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Chapter completed!