This scene made everyone feel suffocated, and the golden crescent moon was actually blocked!
And with just one index finger, the violent sword energy was stuck there, unable to move forward even half an inch.
To be honest, Wang Ling felt that the timing of his arrival was quite thrilling. If he had been a few seconds later, both Dului and Song Qingshu would have been chopped down by the crescent sword energy, along with their houses.
At this point, the whole audience fell into silence...
Wang Ling resisted the golden crescent moon while feeling the energy contained in this sword energy. This young man was very powerful, stronger than the demon spirit in the Void Refining Stage of the old devil, and different from his previous ones.
Those cultivators I have met.
Let’s break down the sword energy first…
Although the sword energy was resisted, Wang Ling felt that this thing was as unsettling as an unstable nuclear bomb.
He raised his thumb and rubbed it with his index finger. The golden crescent moon was instantly broken down into large pieces of gold powder and dissipated into the void.
This scene can't help but remind people of the lyrics of a song: You lightly twisted your fingertips and crushed me...
Everything is so simple and comfortable.
The old devil stared at Wang Ling. Although he could only see the man's back, and the man was wearing a white rabbit pajamas that was in stark contrast to his own strength, the old devil could recognize him even if he turned to ashes.
This person is definitely the junior who broke his ancient sword in front of the convenience store last time!
"Who are you?" The Xianfu young man stared at Wang Ling and couldn't help but shed a few drops of cold sweat on his forehead.
His eyes were a little unbelievable. A sword energy fifty times more powerful was actually blocked by a finger and then easily decomposed.
Wang Ling did not answer, but turned his head slightly and glanced behind him with his peripheral vision. Both the old devil and the devil couldn't help but tremble.
This look...if they stay here any longer, they will definitely die!
"I'm sorry, I'll take the first step..."
The old devil was sweating coldly, and as soon as he finished speaking, the purple-gold mist rose up, and then disappeared without a trace along with the mist.
For the old devil, this is definitely a painful decision.
Ever since he was established as the "Demon Lord" by the world, he rarely loses face and does things that are completely unscrupulous...
It can be said that the old devil's escape was completely within Wang Ling's expectation. The protective mist of the purple gold gourd, before the ancient magic sword was officially repaired, had no possibility of being traced back to the old devil's small world.
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But Wang Ling knew that this old devil would not go too far.
That look before was a warning.
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Just like that, the old devil left...
This Guarui Demon Lord, who is frightened by the world, also has a life gate that he is afraid of, and this life gate is Wang Ling.
In the face of life and face, the old devil decisively gave up all face and moral integrity.
He waved his sleeves and took away not a single cloud...
However, it is a pity that this young man from Immortal Mansion still does not realize the seriousness of the problem.
"No matter who you are, if you dare to obstruct the Immortal Mansion, your crime is unforgivable!" The young man from the Immortal Mansion looked at Wang Ling and said coldly. He had formed the seal with just a snap of his fingers.
"Pa!" There was a sound, and the spiritual sword in his hand seemed to be given a soul. In the blink of an eye, it galloped behind Wang Ling, reaching its peak speed.
This is a sword technique that can kill an enemy general from thousands of miles away. When the young man used this sword technique, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, showing that he was very confident.
This sword is the most familiar move among all his swordsmanship. The emphasis is on defeating the enemy with one move and killing with one blow!
Just as Wang Ling turned his head, the bloody spiritual sword in the young man's hand had already flown out.
The speed of this sword is extremely fast, even with the eyesight of the God Transformation stage, it may not be able to catch it.
Its sword energy is completely golden, like a bolt of lightning!
Looking at this scene, Lord Throwing Thunder seemed to suddenly think of something, and his eyes widened suddenly: "This person said before that the name of this sword is Biyuan..."
Song Qingshu: "What did Zhenjun remember?"
Lord Throwing Thunder: "I think of a legendary ancient magic sword, also called Biyuan... Its speed ranks first in the sword list in the history of cultivation. It has a nickname called Golden Flash, and its brother sword is codenamed Silver Lightning.
Its speed ranks second on the sword list..."
Hearing this, Song Qingshu couldn't help but tremble. A young man from the Immortal Mansion was holding a legendary ancient magic sword in his hand. How much energy was behind this Immortal Mansion really made people wonder.
However, although he felt a little bit scared, Song Qingshu couldn't feel fear at all.
For some reason, Ling Zhenren always gave him a sense of security every time he appeared. Especially when he appeared in the white rabbit pajamas, Song Qingshu felt such a sense of warmth and kindness...
"Suffer death." In the field, the young man from Xianfu sneered at the moment Biyuan launched the weapon.
At the same time, Di Lei and Song Qingshu, who were hiding behind the wall in the villa, couldn't help but sigh: How come there are so many people who like to commit suicide these days?
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Wang Ling's eyes caught the trajectory of the sword shadow that was speeding towards him, and he was thinking at the same time: If the person standing here now was the Thunder-Throwing Lord, there would probably be no suspense in this battle...
Whoosh! While he was thinking, the sword had already cut in from a strange angle, and was about to pierce Wang Ling's back.
Wang Ling just turned sideways and dodged away. At the same time, he firmly grasped the hilt of the bloody spiritual sword and held it in his hand.
The young man from the Immortal Mansion widened his eyes.
I feel like my world view has been refreshed and I am being struck by five thunders... How is this possible!?
This is a legendary ancient sword with golden light and the fastest speed on the list of swords in the history of cultivation!
The young man in the Immortal Mansion was shocked. He could actually catch Biyuan's one-hit kill... How fast does Tamar have to do this? How many years of single life would it take to develop this?
The young man gritted his teeth and silently recited Sword Jue again, trying to call Biyuan back.
However, no matter how he cast the spell, Biyuan remained motionless in the young man's hand...
He instantly understood that it was not that his spell failed, but that this young man had completely unexpected powers!
Who is this?
Behind the wall of the nearly half-destroyed villa, Lord Throwing Thunder and Song Qingshu had already expected this scene, and both of them couldn't help but sigh.
"Zhenjun, you said before that the name of this golden flash is Biyuan. Do you know the real name of the second fastest silver lightning, Zhenjun?" Song Qingshu was very curious and couldn't help but ask.
Lord Throwing Thunder: "Oh, you mean that silver lightning?"
Song Qingshu nodded: "Yes."
"It's called Bichi." True Lord Throwing Lei replied without thinking.