Seeing that he was about to say something, Yuan Zun confidently stopped him and looked directly at the two of them.
"Hey, brother Yuan Zun really wants us to go together?" Although Wang Liang had a smile on his face, Yuan Zun could read something different in his eyes.
"Humph, I don't know whether to live or die. I really thought that Senior Han Rou would help you with a few words and your tail would be raised to the sky. Since you are so eager to lose face, how can I not be unreasonable!"
"Of course, if that's what you want, you can come together." Yuan Zun turned his head and glanced at the other three warriors who were sitting under the Qi Gathering Formation, and said.
Hearing him speak so arrogantly, it immediately resonated with the three people. One of them said directly: "Since even Brother Yuan Zun said so himself, if we refuse, wouldn't we be losing face?"
Wang Liang saw that the four people behind him were also moving forward, but he waved his hands to Jiang and others to stop him, and shouted: "No, I will do it myself! It is a good opportunity to compete with Brother Yuan Zun, how can you interfere!"
The four of them smiled and nodded, understanding each other that what they just said was simply because they couldn't stand Yuan Zun's arrogant temper.
Even if they don't take action, Yuan Zun may not be able to make any profit under Wang Liang's hands!
The person closest to Wang Liang said in a very indifferent voice: "It is best to make him suffer a little bit. If you are not his opponent with bare hands, then take out your Na Bing first-grade spiritual weapon according to his will.
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"Nie, you underestimate me too much. I'm just a seventh-grade Little Perfect. Even if he really has some strength, I'm not afraid at all!"
The man stepped back, and the other man followed him closely, saying: "Don't just think about making yourself happy, Brother Wu still has to give him face! Since he wanted to invite Yuan Zun, he naturally wanted to lose
A little more decent."
"Besides, the relationship between Yuan Zun and Senior Han Rou is extraordinary, so we have to take our own future into consideration."
Wang Liang nodded impatiently, turned around and said, "Don't worry, I have my own sense of discretion!"
Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned around, Bu Tian took a step ahead, stood next to Yuan Zun, and said in a slightly lazy voice: "Brother Yuan Zun is also the leader of the blood disciples. How can we just compete with each other?"
"Why don't you just let me come and meet you?"
"You? Haha, since you are just a sixth-grade Dzogchen, then don't join in the fun here!"
Bu Tian put down his hands behind his head, and his young face suddenly became extremely serious: "Don't underestimate anyone, because you never know what is hidden under that face!"
Seeing his eager expression, Yuan Zun patted his shoulder and signaled Bu Tian not to be impulsive, he had his own arrangements.
Wang Liang bowed his hand to Yuan Zun and walked out from under the Qi Gathering Formation first. After walking to an open area of the station, the few people stopped.
"This is our usual training ground! If Brother Yuan Zun doesn't mind, how about we start here?" Wang Liang asked casually with a smile on his face.
"Okay!" Yuan Zun agreed without thinking. Then, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, he turned his head slightly, looked at Han Bichi and Bu Tian with the corner of his eye and said: "Later, try to stay as far away from me as possible.
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As the two people stood facing each other and got into a posture, everyone took a few steps back. There were seventy-six blood disciples, except for the five eighth-level small perfectionists, the rest were all six or seven-level ones.
A Tongxing realm warrior.
When the students saw that Wang Liang actually wanted to compete with Yuan Zun, they quickly called over the nearby members. Even the dozens of seventh-grade Dzogchen who were standing at the outer door were not included. They all had their arms folded.
I want to see Yuan Zun’s jokes.
"Brother Yuan Zun, if you chew, then I will be offended!"
Wang Liang saw that the members of the Blood Disciples had already arrived, so he took a deep breath and said excitedly.
He took a step forward, and the energy of the stars in his body was mobilized, as if it turned into the eye of a storm, with energy and fluctuations coming out in all directions, spreading in all directions.
Yuan Zun raised his left hand and made nine different gestures with one hand. Then, nine crisp sounds came, like an invisible rope, attacking Wang Liang head-on.
"Snapped"
He punched out, and the powerful punch blasted the Nine Formation Seals into nothingness, and his energy collapsed. Just this encounter in the void gave Wang Liang a lot of confidence.
Later, his courage gradually grew, and all kinds of intensive fists and kicks attacked him wantonly. Although Yuan Zun was far away, he could see from the distortion of the air that Wang Liang's fists and kicks were not simple.
He bent his hand and half-clasped it, and an invisible wave rushed out from his Niwan Palace, turning into a roaring spiritual power rolling dragon. It only writhed in front of him a few times, and then faced the rushing Wang Liang.
Bite away.
"Boom"
When his fist was still five meters away from Yuan Zun, his figure suddenly stopped in mid-air. Then, with Yuan Zun's backhand, Wang Liang's head and feet were instantly replaced, as if a piece of stone had been thrown.
The stone fell down like that.
After falling to the ground, his neck made a snapping sound, and his body twitched slightly.
Seeing him suddenly become like this, the remaining four eighth-grade Xiao Yuan Perfect were also quite puzzled and looked at each other for a while.
It wasn't until Yuan Zun withdrew that spiritual power from Wang Liang that they suddenly realized that he still possessed such powerful spiritual power.
"Brother Yuan Zun is so good! Brothers, let's go together!"
The four eighth-grade Xiao Perfect nodded one after another and trapped Yuan Zun from four directions with a crash.
Randomly scanning the four members standing at the front, left, and back, Yuan Zun's mouth slightly changed and he stamped his feet violently.
The mental power seemed to form a circular offensive with him as the center, preemptively sending the four figures flying away with a bang.
Immediately, the mental power turned into four invisible minions as thick as a human waist, severely choking their movements.
"It's amazing. The entire five eighth-grade small perfections are actually so vulnerable to his mental power!"
"Such a powerful mental power can be compared to the eighth-grade star-connecting realm of a warrior, right? Unexpectedly, Brother Yuan Zun's mental power attainments are even higher than his martial arts attainments!"
There was a murmur of chatter all around, which also made Wang Liang and the other five people feel anxious, and they hurriedly exploded the star energy in their bodies to break the spiritual power.
After landing, the four of them had become extremely tired and were breathing heavily!
They never expected that in order to break through the mental minions trapped by Yuan Zun, they would almost consume two-thirds of the star energy in their bodies!
Seeing that the four people had retreated with some understanding, Wang Liang reluctantly took out a golden iron rod and waved it at Yuan Zun.