The remnant souls and beasts rushed down from the air and hit the place where Wang Tiezhu was standing one by one.
Lord Leng Ming looked at this scene with a smile in his eyes. Under the attack of the remnant beast, Wang Tiezhu's soul would only dissipate, but his body would not be damaged. He would train him into a powerful corpse.
After breaking through the defensive formation, use it to kill the Sword Sect disciples inside one by one. After absorbing their spiritual power, they will definitely be promoted to the Jade Desolate Realm!
By that time, the two old men from Litian Sword Sect will no longer be able to trap themselves!
Thinking of this scene, Lord Leng Ming couldn't help laughing wildly in the air.
However, after he laughed for a long time, he discovered something was wrong. Why had Wang Tiezhu's aura not disappeared after his remnant soul had been impacted for so long?
He frowned, wondering if this kid had any other tricks up his sleeve?
He couldn't help but wave his hand, and the surging remnant beasts immediately stopped attacking, allowing him to see clearly the scene below.
It didn't matter, his original arrogant expression was instantly replaced by panic.
I saw that Wang Tiezhu had already fallen to the ground, but in front of him, there were two figures, one tall and one short, and at the same time, a golden light curtain appeared in the sky, blocking all the previous remnant souls and beasts!
"Gao Xuan! Xiong Ran! Why are you here!"
Lord Leng Ming looked at the two old men and cried out.
His plan was obviously seamless, and there was still one day left until the end of the competition they had set. Why would these two people appear in front of him now?
at this time.
The tall and thin elder Gao Xuan had a gloomy look on his face, and the burning anger in his heart had made him speechless. He never expected that a demonic cultivator would actually plot to murder the new generation disciples of the sect under his nose!
It's simply too arrogant!
"How dare you be so bold even in the extreme Yang realm!"
Gao Xuan shouted angrily, with endless anger in his voice, causing the surrounding rocks to shatter and branches and leaves to fly!
Venerable Leng Ming also gradually calmed down, with a sneer on his face, and said disdainfully: "A mere Extreme Yang Realm? I am the Extreme Yang Realm, and almost all of you, the new generation of disciples of the Litian Sword Sect, were destroyed! If it weren't for this,
The boy behind you..."
As he said that, a look of regret appeared in Lord Leng Ming's eyes. He really shouldn't have fought with that kid, and should have dealt with the defensive array first.
But I didn’t expect this kid to be so difficult to deal with before!
How could a person in the extreme real state be able to persist for such a long time!
Hearing this, Gao Xuan and Xiong Ran couldn't help but look back at Wang Tiezhu, who was lying in a pool of blood, and shouted to the disciples in the circle behind them: "Why don't you come and help your Senior Brother Wang heal his injuries?!"
Upon hearing this, Liu Weizhi immediately broke away from Ye Huanxi and Zhang Tingruo's arms, ran to Wang Tiezhu, wiped away the tears on his face, and began to treat his injuries.
Ye Huanxi and two others also rushed over and helped Wang Tiezhu heal his injuries.
Seeing this scene, Gao Xuan and Xiong Ran's expressions softened, and they looked back at Leng Ming one after another.
"Leng Ming! How did you learn about our sect's competition? Did someone in the sect reveal the news to you?"
Hearing this, Leng Ming chuckled, with a ruthless look in his eyes, and said, "Want to know? Just ask the ghost!"
The voice fell.
A buzzing sound.
He saw the spiritual energy on his body suddenly swelled, and the surrounding spiritual energy surged towards him uncontrollably.
Seeing this, the expressions of the two elders changed. They felt bad, this guy was going to blow himself up!
"Junior brother!"
Gao Xuan immediately looked at Xiong Ran beside him, and saw Xiong Ran nodded slightly. Without much communication, the two of them summoned their spiritual swords at the same time, and their bodies disappeared in front of everyone in an instant.
The next moment, two shocking sword lights flashed in the air, and Leng Ming, who had originally expanded his spiritual power, instantly lost his breath and fell from the air.
Gao Xuan and Xiong Ran landed next to Leng Ming, looked at the big hole in his abdomen, stretched out their hands and sighed, finding that there was still a faint breath, and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
"I almost couldn't control myself and killed him, but luckily!"
After listening to Gao Xuan's words, Xiong Ran looked unhappy and said angrily: "I really want to kill him! He actually hurt my disciple like that!"
"Okay, okay, aren't those three demon cultivators split into pieces by you and their souls? What are you still mumbling about? If you want to kill them again, how do you know who the inner ghost is in the sect?"
Xiong Ran snorted coldly, put away his spiritual sword, turned around and walked towards the disciples.
Seeing this, Gao Xuan shook his head, waved his hand and threw out a small tower, put Leng Ming inside, and then came to the disciples.
"master!"
When Zhang Tingruo saw Gao Xuan arriving, he quickly stood up and saluted.
"Let's talk about it when we get back."
Gao Xuan waved his big hand, and the flying boat appeared in front of everyone instantly. After everyone got on the flying boat, Gao Xuan glanced around and then controlled the flying boat to fly in the direction of Litian Sword Sect.
After they left, a piece of rubble in the ruins changed and gradually turned into a skull.
Confused God looked at the flying boat that was gradually moving away, blood flames flashing in his eye sockets.
Because it had spent its original power to drive the Thousand Souls Nether Banner, its aura was weak. Coupled with its superb illusion skills, even Gao Xuan and Xiong Ran were unable to find its traces, so it was able to survive.
"Huh! What a waste!"
It snorted coldly, and there was no longer any respect for Leng Ming in its tone.
"It seems I can only find another one. I hope the next one won't disappoint me..."
After saying that, it turned into a trace of black smoke and fled in the opposite direction of the flying boat.
…
Que Yufeng and Xiaoran are in the middle.
Wang Tiezhu opened his eyes quietly and looked at the familiar bamboo roof. His consciousness was in a trance for a while, and then he gradually remembered everything that happened that day.
"They are the two elders Gao Xuan and Xiong Ran..."
He struggled to get up, but felt the excruciating pain coming from all parts of his body. When he lowered his head, he saw that he was now covered in cloth, lying on the bed like a mummy.
"Ahem!"
I couldn't help coughing, and someone immediately pushed the door open and entered.
"Yo! Boy, you're awake!"
Wang Tiezhu turned around and saw a laughing monkey-face mask.
"Elder Guo? Why are you here?"
"You brat! What are you talking about? If I'm not here, who will take care of you?" After saying that, he shook his head and picked up a bowl of soup from the table beside the bed.
"Here, drink it."
Wang Tiezhu endured the pain and sat up, and with the help of Elder Guo, he drank the soup in the bowl in one gulp.
"It's so bitter!"
Elder Guo put down the medicine bowl and said angrily: "You still don't like the bitterness? This is a decoction made by me using ninety-nine and eighty-one precious elixirs. Ordinary people can't drink it if they want to!"
Wang Tiezhu smiled when he heard this and said quickly: "It's not bitter! It's not bitter! Thank you, Elder Guo!"
