After the sound transmission into the secret was completed, Wang Zhengleng danced the sword in his hand out of the sword with his eyes. The source of his divine power was fully driven with the operation of martial arts techniques. Like a storm, the sword moved continuously towards the mysterious man in black.
Pounce straight out.
The man in black, Wang Zheng's momentum suddenly changed, and he was slightly startled as he kept talking about sword tactics. Only then did he realize that Wang Zheng didn't use the special skill of pressing the bottom of the box just now. Anyway, he was screening his own martial arts and mysterious skills. Seeing the sword power rolling towards him,
The momentum of the man in black suddenly changed, and suddenly sand and rocks flew around him, and the smoke and clouds were like yellow mist, floating in the sky, like a thick yellow cloud falling from the sky.
"The Great Thick Earth Technique?"
When the magical power first appeared, the body of the man in black crackled as if countless clods of earth had condensed into a armor, three fingers thick, with the light of chaos all over his body.
The Great Thick Earth Technique is the most popular mental method of earth magical power. It is not among the best. However, the origin of the earth element is the most down-to-earth. It is also the origin that is rumored to be the most similar to the chaotic energy of the open sky. Its aura is thick.
Yuan Yuan, endless stream, all those who are good at earth magical powers, their own defense is definitely higher than the masters of the same level, and they can even challenge their opponents beyond the level.
This person's cultivation level is indeed at the early stage of Miaodu, but when he used the Great Thick Earth Technique, the energy in his body became stronger inside and outside, as if it expanded in a circle. Watching the sword force rolling towards him, the man in black raised his eyebrows.
Showing contempt and pride, he waved two fingers in the air and pointed out, using the sword-pointing air control technique that he had practiced a lot, snapping, snapping, snapping in the air, countless finger-light sword energy carrying the turbid and pure source earth.
The aura brought with it gusts of wind and sand, sucking Wang Zheng into it.
Then the man withdrew his moves, and his body turned into a stream of light and got into the sand and mist. Using his hands and feet together, he made eight, eighty-sixty-four moves in three breaths. His moves were as fast as the endless river water.
, the river roars, the waves roll and the clouds fly.
Wang Zheng was beaten so hard that he was hit with nine punches and fourteen kicks all over his body. His whole body was covered in bruises and he spit out three mouthfuls of blood, but he was unable to fight back.
The man in black laughed loudly when he saw this, pointed at Wang Zheng and said: "They say that Xiaoyue is full of forced cultivators, and I think it is no different. Your name is Wang Zheng. I heard that you are a disciple of Yunyi and the grandson of Wang Mang.
I have gained such a little bit of Taoism after practicing with the surname Feng for many years. I am not afraid of making the Qixia monk laugh when I tell you. You are so skilled, so you should go back and teach that hairy boy with a crown of hair. There is no place to come out and embarrass yourself.
Why am I not qualified to be the deputy general manager in Xiaoyue Mansion? I am not worthy."
Listening to the shouts and sarcasm of the man in black, Wang Zheng's face turned livid with anger. He spat out bloody phlegm and said angrily: "You pretending to be a ghost, you don't even dare to show your true face to others. You have
Who are you to ridicule me? No matter which force you are, at least Wang dares to fight and is not timid. That is enough. Moreover, the outcome is not decided. How do you know that I am not your opponent? I will laugh at a hundred steps at fifty steps.
You might as well just live with it."
"What did you say? You underestimated me." The man in black was so angry at Wang Zheng's rebuke that he unconsciously punched and kicked him wildly.
There were muffled sounds as fists and feet collided, and Wang Zheng was forced back more than ten feet. He was no match for him, but Wang Zheng had a very strong backbone. After receiving several punches, his inner breath was obviously violent and he was panting like an ox.
The smile was as usual, but the contempt in his eyes was even stronger.
"Haha, what kind of punch is this? It's very light, and it doesn't hurt me at all. Haha, can you stop being like a girl and use some fancy punches to embroider your legs, and do it a little harder, so that I can feel better
Let go of your hands and feet. Such grinding and whining is simply not the work of Shinto. I also tell you that in Xiaoyue Sect, I am the weakest. You can't even beat me. Why are you pretending to be a sage and a noble scholar and looking down on the world? Haha
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Wang Zheng laughed wildly and burst into laughter. His words conveyed his contempt and ridicule vividly. The man in black became angrier and angrier as he listened. Finally, he could no longer hold back.
The armor was half a finger thicker again, followed by a punch and hammer, which went straight to Wang Zheng's head.
"This guy has been using the super defense of the Great Earth Technique to be slightly better than me. Now he has finally lost his mind. I will show you what a true disciple of Xiaoyue is."
"The Great Null Sword!"
The big empty sword was swung out with a mess of techniques, and Wang Zheng straightened his body up a foot or so. In this way, the direction of the fist and hammer was changed from the vital part of the forehead to the shoulder, and he never thought about it.
The only way to avoid this stone-breaking punch is to draw out the seven layers of holy armor, resist it with all your strength, and trade one arm for one life.
Peng!
The opponent punched Wang Zheng firmly on the left shoulder, and immediately the sound of bones being shattered was heard in the air. The opponent's violent punch split Wang Zheng's skin and flesh, and the tip of his arm bone broke out of the flesh.
, except for the shoulder flesh, which was tragically exposed, the bloody and tragic scene made people sick to see it.
The man in black who succeeded in the move was stunned for a moment, and there was no expression of pride on his face, because he knew that Wang Zheng took his punch with the purpose of killing him, and in this way, the subsequent offensive must be abnormal.
violent.
For a brief moment, the man in black was sweating on his forehead, thinking to himself, isn't Brother Xiao Yue afraid of death? How dare he take such a heavy punch?
At the moment when panic flashed through his heart, a powerful sword energy came rushing towards him. The man in black's face suddenly changed, and his heart suddenly rose to his throat. He discovered that Wang Zheng actually gave up his life.
The sword thrust out with all its strength was unavoidable.
"You don't want your fucking life..." There is still dark energy behind the fist force that has not exploded. The man in black has given up the idea of punching Wang Zheng in the head, because that sword has already brought destruction to the world.
The momentum is overwhelming. If he doesn't run now, he will at least end up disabled.
The man in black was completely frightened and turned away, but it was not that easy.
"I gave up my arm in exchange for your sword energy. Can you hide if you say you can? Just stay with me."
puff!
puff!
puff!
The mad sword moved like rain, and the man in black, whose cultivation level was higher than Wang Zheng's, lost all his morale because he retreated from the battle. The method of the Mingkong swordsmanship is to go forward indomitably, retreat when encountering a landslide, and dive into the sea when the tide is violent.
With its boundless momentum, this sword spanned a thousand miles and swept through the vast sky. The man in black was unable to evade and was immediately turned into a hornet's nest.
ah……
The screams resounded, and the man in black's golden body came out of his body. He didn't want to end up dead because of this battle, so he could be reborn while keeping his golden body.
Wang Zheng gained the upper hand with his sword and won the first battle of the night battle. He was filled with pride. Although his arm was broken, Wang Zheng did not regret it at all. It was just that the man in black escaped and could not destroy the golden body.
It's a bit of a pity.
The battle in the third courtyard entered a fever pitch with Wang Zheng and the man in black having a brief confrontation and making a high decision.
"Wang Zheng..."
After entering the fourth courtyard, on a rooftop somewhere, Guan Ming saw Wang Zheng with his own eyes, his arms full of anger, and he couldn't help but rush towards him with the beast-faced Xuan Song Seal.
When Xu Qingshan, Ding Zhao and others saw this, they were about to follow. At this moment, Zhang Yuanze reached out to stop everyone. He said steadily and deeply to his beard: "Don't worry, it's not yet time."
"But Deputy General Manager Wang..." Xie Ran and others have a very close friendship with Wang Zheng. After all, they are all representatives of the third generation of Xiaoyue. They usually have a very close friendship. Wang Zheng has broken his arm, and both humans and gods are angry. If they don't attack at this time, it will be even worse.
When.
However, before everyone could say anything, Wu Yingxue shouted back: "Listen to what the Holy Emperor Zhang said, how can you be so arrogant? This is not your personal grudge."
As soon as these words came out, Xie Ran and others gritted their teeth, but after all, they did not mess up the overall situation.
As for Guan Ming who flew out, the animal-faced Xuan Songyin had already taken action. Before the man in black, who had escaped from his golden body, could withdraw from the battlefield, the big seal hit the golden body head-on.
With a bang, sparks of golden light splashed out, and the golden body of the man in black who was good at the Great Thick Earth Technique was smashed to pieces on the spot, and his body died.
"Guan Ming, you've come at the right time." Wang Zheng's face turned pale and he lost the protection of his divine power. His body fell straight down, and then he was caught in the arms of Wang Mang who came over.
"You kid, why are you so crazy?"
"Manager Wang, how is Wang Zheng?" Guan Ming shouted in the air.
Wang Mang raised his head and said in a deep voice: "He can't die if you do your thing."
"That's alright... Throat-piercing disciple, come out." Guan Ming looked at the array of masters on the opposite side and roared, and around the courtyard where the gods were dancing wildly, black shadows swished out of the darkness.
Three hundred Throat Throat disciples appeared one after another, and with this appearance, the one-sided situation of the defeated army in the courtyard, which was being charged by the men in black, immediately changed dramatically.
Lian Tonghai was being surrounded by two black-clothed men from the Miaodu period, and had no time to direct the Lingqiao Pavilion disciples to fight back. At this moment, hundreds of black-clothed men suddenly came out from around the crowd,
They were approaching the team of men in black in a strange shape. Each of these people was as slippery as a loach. They jumped three times and two at a time to approach the target. Then they raised their swords and dropped them. The good guys' heads flew up in the air instantly.
pellets.
"What's going on?"
The woman in black was striding forward ignoring the thousand-year-old Xiaoyue guards. When she heard the screams, she turned around and saw that some killers in black clothes appeared in the air, but their tactics were obviously weird, forcing her own people to be unable to fight back.
The woman in black let out an unexpected sigh, and her face immediately darkened.
"Sure enough, we still have a back-up plan. We'll be here soon. Apart from Wu Yingxue, I guess there won't be anyone else. Let's do it."
The pretty eyebrows of the woman in black curved upwards. Suddenly, monks wearing ghost-painted talisman robes burst out of the ground, filling up the area around the dungeon and entering the barrier. In an instant, the wind swept through the remaining clouds, and the guard
Xiao Yue's disciple, who was standing at the door of the dungeon, immediately fell into a pool of blood.
"Fu Yi Ghost General? This is the method of the Ghost Fu Tribe."
I saw the monks who emerged from the ground one by one, wearing ghostly talisman robes, covered with corpse energy, and they were as thin as bones, and their appearance was very scary. Guan Ming turned his head and took a look, and immediately took a breath, and at this
By that time, more than a hundred monks who had drawn ghost symbols had already rushed into the rockery secret passage, opened the dungeon door and rushed inside.