"Who are you? Do you really want to enmity with my Tianlong Gang?" Ziyang was very surprised when he saw the old man destroying his own portal with one move! Although he knew that the old man's cultivation was higher than his own, he didn't
I thought it was so high. If you want to break your own portal with one move, the other party must be at least at the seventh level of Blue Star Purple Master!
"Hey, I originally planned to let you go, but now I've changed my mind! You'd better fight him properly. Don't worry, I will never interfere!" The old man spread his hands, looking innocent! But he
Anyone can see the playful look in his eyes!
"Old man, you are cruel. I will remember you!" Ziyang looked angry, but he couldn't do anything because Wang Bing had disappeared again!
Suddenly Ziyang felt a sharp sword energy coming from his ears! His face changed and Ziyang quickly turned sideways to avoid Wang Bing's sword!
"Boy, since you are looking for death, I will help you!" Although Ziyang is still so unforgiving verbally, anyone with eyes can see that he is already at the end of his rope!
"I've been waiting for you!" Wang Bing returned with a cold voice, his murderous aura threatening Ziyang. It was obvious that Wang Bing had only one purpose today, to fight until death!
Seeing this situation, Ziyang was heartbroken. Since he can't leave, he should fight!
Making up his mind, Ziyang patted his waist gently, and the space bag on his waist shook slightly, and a big knife appeared in his hand. A skull on the knife handle looked particularly eye-catching!
"Ghost-headed Sword?" The old man's eyes narrowed, and his face became a little serious! This Ghost-headed Sword was the personal weapon of Sword Saint Shaoyun back then! Shaoyun back then also had the cultivation level of Purple Star and Purple Sage! Moreover,
He is also one of the few masters with knives!
"Haha, I didn't expect that there are still people who recognize this sword! Yes, this is the ghost-headed sword that was the personal magic weapon of the Sword Saint back then!" Ziyang gently stroked the blade of the sword, and the gentle look was really a bit uncomfortable.
It feels like a lover treats his lover!
"As expected, little friend, let me do it! This ghost-headed sword is too evil, and you are no match for it!" The old man looked at Wang Bing seriously, he was a little worried about Wang Bing!
Wang Bing didn't say anything. He felt it from the moment the Ghost Head Sword appeared! A faint layer of black floated gently on the blade of the sword. But Wang Bing felt the evil aura. And he could vaguely hear it on the blade.
The wail of an innocent soul!
Wang Bing straightened up, gently picked up the software, and gently scratched a deep wound on his arm! The golden blood dyed the sword body scarlet!
"Feed the sword with blood?" The old man actually shouted! This move may not be known to others, but everyone in the Dragon Clan knows it! When the Dragon Emperor fought against the seven colorful Holy Emperors, in the end, he used blood
Feeding the sword, his cultivation level was at least doubled in an instant! Although the Dragon King won in the end, his own vitality was seriously injured!
At this time, Wang Bing's already tyrannical momentum actually started to move again. A jet-black black energy flew out from Wang Bing's forehead and quickly spread all over Wang Bing's body!
At this time, Wang Bing was like a demon coming out of hell. His whole body was wrapped in black flames, and the evil spirit caused the heaven and earth to change color!
"What kind of person is he? He actually has such evil aura!" The old man was already petrified at this time. The evil aura displayed by Wang Bing was not as evil as even Xue Tu, who was known as the Blood Saint back then!
"Blood Slaughter!" Ziyang couldn't bear it anymore! The ghost-head sword in his hand had begun to tremble non-stop! It was not fear, but the sword spirit in the sword had smelled the same evil aura and was about to move!
The sword is the tyrant among soldiers. It is meant to be extremely domineering and to intimidate the opponent with its absolute domineering power! One move of blood slaughter is meant to slaughter all the people in the world and fully display the tyranny of the sword!
A blood-red sword energy wrapped in blue and purple energy flew directly towards Wang Bing, and was about to cut off Wang Bing's waist!
At this critical moment, Wang Bing suddenly opened his eyes, emitting a blood-red gaze! With a slight stroke of the software in his hand, the same fierce sword energy came out of his hand!
The sword is a gentleman's sword, which means it is light and elegant! But Wang Bing's sword does the opposite. The sword's aura also contains the domineering spirit of looking down on all living beings in the world.
The sword energy and the sword energy finally collided together in the air, and a huge explosion sounded from the center of the contact. A wave of air spread out like a substance!
Wherever the air wave passed, there was a mess! Wang Bing and Zi Yang were also blown back several steps by the air wave!
In the first move against the enemy, neither of them took advantage! Then Ziyang moved again!
As soon as Guitou raised his sword, the figure disappeared and reappeared less than ten feet away from Wang Bing! The sword was stuck horizontally, and the target was still Wang Bing's waist!
"Humph!" Wang Bing snorted coldly, and the surrounding air became a bit colder. The Kowloon line under his feet was spinning. In an instant, the figure disappeared!
"Huh?" Ziyang didn't expect that the other party could dodge his sudden attack so easily, and the ghost head was chopped off with his sword!