"Champion Hou, this sword is hard to bear. I don't know how many swords you can bear."
"Today I will kill you, but I will save your body and then use my soul to control you. In this way, with your puppet in the court, the emperor and Wang Xuanji will not focus all their attention on
On me."
Wang Tong said calmly.
Then his figure escaped into the void again, seeming to be looking for the right angle for his next shot.
The champion seemed to be irritated when he heard this. He has always treated others as ants and chess pieces.
Unexpectedly, he turned out to be such a humble existence in Wang Tong's eyes now, and his clear eyes returned to scarlet color again.
I saw him looking up to the sky and roaring, like a wounded beast roaring angrily, his voice was like that of a Nine Nether Demon.
At the same time, Wang Tong manifested his body again and stabbed the champion's abdomen with a sword.
The champion hurriedly stepped back, and the long sword cut a huge gash in the armor of the mysterious female deity on his body.
At the same time, a scream came from the armor.
The armor was transformed by the female god, and if it was cut off, it would damage her body.
"Master Hou, you quickly hide in the gourd of creation and let me deal with him."
The female god spoke.
"Hanyue, you have to be careful."
It turns out that the name of this female deity is Hanyue, which fits her cold temperament very well.
After the champion finished speaking, his figure escaped into the gourd of creation.
All the other cultivators in the main hall fled the water palace, because they knew that the next battle here would probably destroy the entire water palace.
Before leaving, Lord Blood Moon showed a look of reluctance in his eyes. He has lived here for three hundred years and has developed feelings for a long time, but right now life is more important.
The goddess of the cold moon stood in front of Wang Tong, her eyes were silver-white, and her voice was cold:
"You have completely angered me with that sword strike just now."
"I was originally a goddess worshiped by a tribe. It was the Marquis who helped me transform from nothingness to reality. Now if you want to kill the Marquis, it means you want to kill me. I will kill you!"
Wang Tong didn't listen to her at all. He condensed a sun-like fire pill and hit the cold moon goddess.
The fire pills evolved into tens of thousands in the void, wrapping the entire Hanyue.
Han Yue said in a deep voice:
"My true body is formed by the condensed moonlight. Moonlight is sunlight. Things like you are my supplements."
As he spoke, Han Yue's body emitted a divine light as bright as the sun, sweeping up and swallowing all the fire pills.
After the fire pill was fused to her, she let out a comfortable moan.
However, the next moment she no longer felt comfortable, these fire pills crackled and exploded in her body.
Then it turned into the Eight Divine Rings of the Vacuum Mahamudra.
"Boom!"
Wang Tong clenched his fist lightly, and the body of the goddess Han Yue exploded directly, turning into three balls of divine light like moonlight.
"This goddess must not have been able to condense the entity for a long time, and her brain is a little unclear. I hid the big vacuum handprint in it, but she didn't even feel it, and she swallowed it stupidly."
Wang Tong sneered, and then he transformed into a sword light, covering the body fragments of the cold moon goddess.
As long as it is condensed again, it can be refined into the ninth divine ring.
The three divine lights trembled violently, as if they wanted to break away from the sword light, but how could Wang Tong let her break free.
The Qiankun bag opened at this time and absorbed all three groups of divine light.
Qiankun Bag is Wang Tong's small world, where Wang Tong can do whatever he wants.
After imprisoning this goddess, Wang Tong took a slow breath. Now as long as he cultivates the nine divine rings, he can completely crush the fist intention of the champion in the womb of the god. This can be regarded as the champion who has achieved him.<
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The gourd of creation needs to be activated by a Taoist master. The champion is a martial arts master and has not practiced Taoism.
Now that the goddess Han Yue was being captured by Wang Tong, the unmanned gourd fell from the void and landed on the ground, and the champion also walked out of it.
He lost the ability to fly and could only look at Wang Tong indifferently. Wang Tong said in a deep voice:
"Hurry up and hand over the Panhuang Sword so that I can let you die more happily. I have no interest in your woman. I will naturally let her go after you die."
"Why don't you come and get my sword yourself if you want it? Are you afraid that my Panhuang sword will protect the master?"
"I am the protagonist of heaven and earth! How could your luck be better than mine? I don't believe it! You must be sent by God to temper me!"
Then the champion completely smashed the water palace and jumped into the Xuanbing River. At this time, he gave up all resistance and wanted to use his last trump card.
When his life is in danger, the sword spirit of Panhuang Sword will take the initiative to help him kill the enemy.
Now he takes the initiative to die in order to activate the Panhuang Sword.
Seeing the champion's behavior, Wang Tong instantly understood all his thoughts.
Sure enough, the Panhuang Sword around the champion's waist flickered, and an overwhelming sword energy filled it.
Wang Tong quickly escaped into the Qiankun Bag, and when he reappeared, he was already far away from the champion Hou Baili.
However, the sword energy of the Panhuang Sword had already struck, and this sword energy was actually able to escape into the void, following him closely.
Wang Tong quickly escaped into the void again, but after several flashes, the sword energy still followed.
"I didn't expect this sword energy to have the ability to travel through the void."
Wang Tong was taken aback and quickly raised the Zhanyi sword in his hand to fight with the sword light.
The two sword lights collided together, and the power of the explosion was like a volcano erupting.
Panhuang Sword's Qi was immediately weakened by this slash.
"咻咻咻"
Wang Tong struck three swords in succession, each sword containing his strongest Taoist skills.
Finally, with a series of blows and slashes, all the sword energy of the Panhuang Sword was eliminated.
At this time, there was also a beating in the Qiankun cloth bag. The goddess Han Yue who had just been subdued by him into the Qiankun cloth was obviously resisting at this moment. Wang Tong must suppress it in time now.
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But today the champion has been beaten like this here, how can he not kill him?
It would be too ostentatious to use one's true strength to kill the champion under the law of heaven.
He decided to first refine this female deity into the ninth divine ring, and then completely eliminate the champion Hou Quanyi in the womb of the divine being.
It won't be too late to look for the Champion at that time. No matter how far the Champion escapes, as long as he uses his true strength and is omniscient and omnipotent, then the Champion will definitely be discovered by him as long as he exists in this world.
After Wang Tong said hello to Bai Ziyue, he entered his Qiankun cloth bag and began to refine the three groups of divine light.
The three groups of divine light struggled desperately, trying to come together and transform into their true form again!
"Stop struggling. You have turned into my ninth divine ring and will follow me from now on. This is not an insult to you."
"It's a joke, you can only imprison me, but you haven't refined my strength at all."
Hanyue sneered.
"Oh, really? You are looking down on me."
Wang Tong sneered.
With the support of this Qiankun Bag, he can display part of his true strength.
Because this is a small independent world, isolated from the exploration of heaven.
He waved his hand gently, and three groups of divine light suddenly gathered into a divine ring under his weaving.
Although the divine ring trembled violently, it still flew involuntarily toward the back of Wang Tong's head and merged with the eight divine rings. Finally, the trembling slowly subsided.
The corners of Wang Tong's mouth raised slightly,
"In this way, only Champion Hou Quanyi is left in the divine fetus. As long as it is all drained out, we can go to settle the score with Champion Hou."
Then his spirit returned to his body, and he pointed a finger at the center of the divine fetus' eyebrows, and nine divine rings merged into it. After a while, a golden divine light circled out. Such divine light was what the champion had left behind.
The terrifying fist intention.
After doing all this, Wang Tongfei came out of Qiankun Bag, and he found that the people who had escaped just now suddenly came back.
And there were many unknown people surrounding him. Apparently these people heard what was going on in Xuan Binghe, so they rushed over to check.
"Are they all here to pick up bargains?"
Wang Tong smiled lightly.
Except for Bai Ziyue, the expressions of the other people around him suddenly changed.
"Brother Wang Tong was joking, I just came here to take a look. It was my ignorance that offended Brother Wang Tong, and I hope Brother Wang Tong can forgive me."
Xin Yuxian, the daughter of the Peacock King, said with great respect.
"I heard that the champion helped you become a ghost immortal. You won't help him take revenge in the future, right?"
Wang Tong looked at Xin Yuxian for a long time, and then slowly spoke.
"How could it be! When I broke through the ghost fairy, it was a matter of course. The champion just made a bet with me, and it didn't help."
Xin Yuxian quickly distanced herself from her relationship with Champion Hou.
"Okay! Those who know the current affairs are heroes. You are worthy of being the daughter of the Peacock King."
Then, he looked at the other people from a distance and said:
"I don't want the position of head of the Zhen Gang Sect. After all, I am an outsider, but my brother Bai Ziyue is very suitable. I don't know if any of you have any opinions."
"We have no objection."
Everyone hurriedly said in unison.
Among these people, there were also elders from Zhen Gang Sect, who rushed over when they heard the noise here.
"Venerable Blood Moon."
Wang Tong suddenly said in a deep voice.
Lord Blood Moon was shocked when he was called out. He didn't understand why Wang Tong called his name alone.
"Have you captured an old fox demon these days? Release him quickly. If he dies, you will die too today."
"Yes, yes, he is not dead yet." Lord Blood Moon said quickly.
"A few days ago, I just saw him collecting herbs in my territory of Xuan Binghe, so I arrested him."
"I will release it immediately. I hope Brother Wang Tong doesn't blame me. I did it unintentionally. I didn't know that this old fox demon has anything to do with you."
Venerable Blood Moon said with great respect.
Then he waved his hand, and the grandfather of the three little fox demons appeared on one side, and Bai Ziyue pulled him to his side.
"Confucius said, you stay here first, I am going to hunt down the champion. If anything happens, just send a message to my soul."
After explaining everything, Wang Tong left this place at that time, and his spiritual thoughts began to explore this world of gods.
The location of Champion Hou was soon discovered. It turned out that Champion Hou had just jumped into the water and activated the sword energy of the Panhuang Sword to slash, rescued him from the water, and left with his sword.
Wang Tong's figure escaped into the Qiankun bag and began to shuttle continuously.
At this time, the champion was in a mountain forest, gasping for air.
"I originally thought of this Wang Tong as a pig. I wanted to fatten him up and kill him, but I didn't expect to cultivate such a powerful opponent."
At this moment, the champion was filled with regret and anger.
When did he, a generation of geniuses who traveled across the continent, suffer such injustice?
Just when he was thinking about how to quickly break through the immortal master Panhuang Sword and kill Wang Tong, Wang Tong's voice rang in his ears.
"You didn't expect it, did you? I found you so quickly. If I said I would kill you today, I would definitely kill you, even if you run to the end of the world."
The champion's expression changed, and he stood up in a panic and looked around.
He never understood why Wang Tong was able to catch up with him so quickly.
The Panhuang Sword travels through the void and cuts off everything. Logically speaking, it is impossible for Wang Tong to find him.
"How did you do it? How on earth did you do it."
At this moment, the champion's face no longer had the usual calmness and calmness.
He had a feeling that today might really be his death anniversary, even if he owned the Panhuang Sword.
"I have taken out all the fist intention hidden in that divine embryo. Now I can fully exert the power of the human immortal. Even if you have the Panhuang Sword, you are no match for me."
After Wang Tong finished speaking, a body shape appeared, and it turned out to be the human-immortal clone.
It swung its sword and struck at the Panhuang Sword in the champion's hand!
Don’t be afraid of the champion to dodge, don’t be afraid of the champion to parry!
I'm just afraid that the champion will dodge, because if he parries, he will be killed by Wang Tong's immortal power.
"Dang!"
This sword was inevitable, and the champion had no choice but to resist it.
There were many porcelain-like cracks on his body, and his body was on the verge of collapse.
After the champion received the sword, he flew out, dragging a long line on the ground, and then he quickly threw the gourd of good fortune out, trying to buy him more time.
Zhan Yi's sword was swung out again, and the gourd of creation shattered into countless pieces on the spot, making a huge noise.
Wang Tong did not give the Champion the slightest chance to breathe, and the soul vortex appeared directly on the Champion's head.
Although he has Qi and blood to protect his body, it is very difficult to protect his soul when his physical body is decomposed and Qi and blood escape.
A terrifying soul vortex suddenly appeared, and the suction coming from it pulled out the champion's soul deeply. His face was full of pain, and he no longer had the calmness and calmness before.
After the champion's soul thoughts left the body, there were eighty-one of them, and their power was so huge that they tore the void apart in an instant, trying to escape.
The eighty-one thoughts are divided into nine groups, and each group presents a crazy and twisted figure, which is the ferocious face of the champion Hou.
No one expected that a dignified martial arts master would be in such a panic when escaping.
As soon as the soul vortex came out, all other main thoughts of the champion were sucked away, leaving only these eighty-one ones.