~.-~     Unlike the unrestrained and unruly Wang Ziyue, Wang Zishan is low-key and cautious, and is a kind of person who uses all his strength to fight against a rabbit.

"You have done it anyway, so what's wrong with whether you know it or not."

Wang Ziyue also slowly floated up and hanged in the air.

When you reach the level of An Bochen and Wang Ziyue, you will have flaws when you fight, and you may also have flaws when flying too high. Only by floating in the air like them and using the air to perceive the situation of the battle can you advance and retreat in moderation and avoid adverse conditions as much as possible.

"Faced with the unknown existence, you are really open-minded, Prince Mountain King and God General." An Bochen showed a playful smile on his face and said in a mocking tone, not timid at all because the other party was the strongest Xuanxian: "God General Wang, aren't you afraid that I will escape your defense with magical powers you have never heard of, and use the same magical channel method to kill you in the next battle?"

Upon hearing this, the surprise in Wang Ziyue's eyes disappeared, and instead replaced a deep hidden fear and unconcealed murderous intent.

His name is Wang Zishan, which is a secret that only three people know, Emperor Tian, ​​Wang Ziyue and Wang Zishan himself. No one knows anything else. Those who once knew either died at the hands of Wang Ziyue or at the hands of Wang Zishan himself. It is logical that no fourth person could know it.

Before Wang Zishan could continue thinking, the sound of guns rang out throughout the world. It was An Bochen who was the first to win the crowd and laughed and stabbed Wang Zishan with a shot.

When competing with a strong man who is stronger than himself, An Bochen will always choose to start first. As for whether the previous words have played a role in attacking the heart, they are no longer within An Bochen's consideration.

An Bochen's previous words did cause some trouble for Wang Zishan, which made him think for a little longer, so that An Bochen could successfully kill Wang Zishan. An Bochen's idea was very simple, that was, to force Wang Zishan to retreat, and create a chance for him to escape. He would not be stupid enough to fight with Wang Zishan head-on. He only had the power of the Xuanxian, and now he could use it for only thirty times. How can he fight Wang Zishan, who has the power of infinite Xuanxian and master the mystery of time?

"Want to escape?"

Wang Zishan narrowed his eyes. As the shadow of the first god general in the Heavenly Palace, he had such rich experience in fighting. He judged his intention to run away from An Bochen's movements at a glance. The only thing surprised Wang Zishan was that An Bochen did not use the Taoist method, but stabbed him directly with a shot, which was a little hasty. An Bochen had the record of killing Wang Ziyue with one shot, and then broke the sea of ​​fire that Wang Zishan was determined to win before. Therefore, with Wang Zishan's cautious nature, he would never underestimate An Bochen's gun.

Amberchen's initial gun has always been a first-time attack, and this time is no exception.

Before Wang Zishan could move, Amber Chen had already stabbed his eye with this shot - it was like stabbing. The tip of the gun was still one tenth of the fingernail left to Wang Zishan's eyeball, but he could no longer move forward.

"You know I am Wang Zishan, not Wang Ziyue, then you must know the relationship between me and Wang Ziyue. Then you know, what is the real difference between me and him?"

Prince Mountain was suspended in the air, and his hands were naturally spreading to both sides. His hair and robe were blown back by An Bochen's gun force, level with the sea, as if he would fly backwards without being affected by gun force at any time.

An Bochen's heart trembled. He had no time to think about Wang Zishan's words, because Wuxie, who was in his life, was disobedient for the first time in his life, did not move at all, as if he was trapped in an endless quagmire, which was the eyeball of Wang Zishan.

"Although Wang Ziyue and I are brothers, our bloodline is not exactly the same. He inherits the bloodline of the ancient powerful holy ape. He is extremely powerful and can survive even if he dies. He is the strongest battle among the four ancient god apes. His symbol is that tail. And I am the orthodox descendant of the ancient moon shadow ape."

As he spoke, the face that Wang Zishan disguised himself split into two petals, and the layer on the surface turned into powder, peeling off, revealing his original blue face.

"Although I'm not very strong, I can control the power of others."

Wang Zishan continued to speak, and he laughed as he talked and felt a blue-gray light rising from his face, slowly wandering around, and finally spreading all over him.

Raising his arms and turning his wrists, a silver-white spear appeared in the palm of Prince Shan. He smiled and looked at Amberchen, and said slowly: "Do you know now, what kind of power do I have?"

An Bochen gritted his teeth and when the silver spear appeared in Prince Shan's hand, a rare shock appeared on his face, just as if a crack appeared on Gu Jing Bubo's heart.

At this moment, how could An Bochen not know what skills was Wang Zishan, a shadow general with the bloodline of the ancient Moon Shadow God Ape?

It is a skill similar to copying other people's attack methods, but it is different from ordinary copying. It is more like first swallowing and sucking other people's power and moves, and then turning it into one's own use. The green face of Prince Mountain is like the moon, transforming sunlight into moonlight, and he becomes a shadow, just like the moon shadow god ape in ancient times.

"What do you use to resist after swallowing your power? And what I have released is not only your original attack method, but also my attack method that has been re-amplified and strengthened."

Wang Zishan looked at An Bochen with a look of observing an ant, and said slowly, with a leisurely expression, as if he was enjoying the fear of his prey before his death.

As expected, Amberchen seemed to suddenly think of something, and a trace of uncertain panic flashed in his eyes.

"Hahaha, you finally thought of it..." Wang Zishan raised his gun and pointed it at An Bochen and laughed: "Yes, I am not in a hurry to kill you at all, because you will definitely die, and because I am too lazy to chase your woman. You should have thought that the four-sided flag she sacrificed will only take her to the heavenly palace where my God General Palace is located, where there are 365 God Generals guarding it, among which the 18 true immortals, the rest are sixth-level immortals. There is only one way to die for your woman to go there, but I am ready to spare her life because she looks good..."

Wang Zishan's laughter became ferocious and unpredictable. He was wrapped in a round blue light, just like the green moon that was about to end in the morning light.

The next moment, Wang Zishan took a step back, shouted softly, and looked focused, and stabbed out with a sudden shot.

Whether it was his expression, movement, posture, or even temperament, he made a huge change in the moment he fired his gun, becoming exactly the same as Amber Chen.

An Bochen's shot was sucked up, and he had no follow-up power at this time. In addition, he was facing the initial gun of the three most proud shots in his life - it should be said that it was a shot that was stronger than his initial gun in both power and artistic conception!

The pupils shrank and spread out in an instant. The biggest crisis that Anbochen faced so far in his practice is today!

This situation is like when he was seven and when he was fifteen, the result was self-evident and there was no suspense.

"It's boring, there's no suspense."

Wang Zishan withdrew his gun and shook his hands, and his temperament gradually changed back to the same person he used to be.

In front of him, Amberchen was stabbed into blood and blood by a gun, shattered and shattered into countless pieces. Even his soul was not spared. He was tangled into powder by Prince Mountain, and from then on he disappeared completely between heaven and earth, unable to reincarnate.

"Bah, what kind of talent in the world is really ridiculous." Wang Zishan looked at the dark sea with his hands behind his back and smiled sarcastically: "Prince Yue, do you know that the talent in the world who defeated you with one shot has been killed by me. If it weren't for that woman, how could you suffer a loss in the hands of such an ant who is so weak that he can't be any more weak, and almost destroy your and my wisdom for a lifetime."

After saying that, Wang Zishan lowered his head and stared at the toes that were one foot away from Haibo, as if thinking about something.

Suddenly, Wang Zishan giggled, he turned his head and looked at a corner of the sea: "The so-called talent for the world is really just like this. He is dead, do you want to follow his footsteps?"

After he finished speaking, he stirred up a slight turbulence from somewhere in Haibo.

"He actually discovered it."

Jiuchenjun frowned and said. He turned into a green-haired turtle and crawled at the bottom of the sea. After hearing Wang Zishan's words, he knew that he was discovered and simply did not hide. He turned into a human form and flew into the sky. He stared at Wang Zishan from afar, secretly pinched the seal method, but was preparing to run away at any time.

At the same time, a man fell from the blue clouds northwest of Jiuchenjun, and his mysterious armor and helmet were Lu Fengqi.

Jiuchenjun was not surprised at the appearance of Lu Fengqi. He sent a message: "Why, you also discovered that conspiracy. Humph, the power of the giants in this era is really stupid. It is so easy to fall into other people's traps. No wonder the forces of all sizes continue to change and fluctuate."

"the same as you."

Lu Fengqi said coldly.

If Sima Jin or An Bochen were present, they would definitely tell them that this was because this era values ​​strength but not power and strategy. And because in the future era where they came from, it was a Dharma-Ending Age with extremely low level of Taoism. The decline in power level would enlarge the purpose of conspiracy and tricks. This led to the emergence of An Bochen, Jiuchen, who could use conspiracy and tricks to be arrogant in ancient Taoist genius, even Lu Fengqi had the knowledge and eyesight that surpassed the ancient heroes.

However, Sima Jin had already gone to the crisis-ridden Heavenly Palace, and An Bochen had been crushed to pieces and died completely. He would not tell these things to Lu Fengqi and Jiuchenjun.

"Amber Chen is actually dead." Jiuchen said, "I don't know if it's a pity or gloating, "But he should have died long ago."

Lu Feng nodded his mouth, without saying a word, but just gently stroked the halberd. It seemed that a glimmer of light shone down the tip of the halberd and fell into the sea. After a trace of golden light appeared among the waves, it disappeared, just like his memory of An Bochen, a rising star who had an indescribable to him.

A practitioner cultivates his mind, and only when his mind is ruthless will he have the Tao. This is the Tao that Lu Fengqi always holds on himself.

"Did you two agree? Should you stay and die or run away to survive?"

Wang Zishan looked at Jiuchenjun with one eye, and locked Lu Feng firmly with the other eye, and laughed wildly: "You four talents in the world have already died at my hands. It's better to add you two to let me officially break this disgusting fate!"

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Chapter completed!