Guo Jiang exuded a huge aura, and his clothes billowed violently in the absence of wind. He let out a low roar and flew towards Han Bin at an alarming speed. Looking carefully, there was blood flashing under his feet, obviously
The secret technique was used at the cost of consuming essence and blood, so Han Bin must be killed.
Han Bin did not dare to forcefully compete. Who knows how powerful this secret method is. If Guo Jiang is not his opponent in a head-on fight, he will definitely suffer the loss. Han Bin quickly retreated, using his space magic power while using
Time flies, and the distance between him and Guo Jiang always remains a hundred feet away.
No matter how hard Guo Jiang pursued, he just couldn't catch up with Han Bin. The constant consumption of his divine power made him exhausted.
As for Wang Yiheng, they waited for half an hour, but still no one came, and they couldn't help but feel confused.
Wang Zhenhu smiled bitterly and couldn't help but ask: "Clan leader, sir, he won't lie to us! Why doesn't anyone come?"
Wang Yiheng was also confused, but he didn't dare to say such words. He glared at Wang Zhen and scolded: "What are you talking about? Don't you know that walls have ears..."
Hearing this, Wang Zhenhu's heart skipped a beat. How powerful the higher gods are. If he could sense their location with his divine consciousness, it wouldn't be difficult to hear their conversation. Wang Zhenhu didn't dare to say these words anymore and quickly changed the subject: "Clan Chief,
Who do you think the master wants to kill, and which lower god offended him?"
Wang Yiheng snorted coldly and said angrily: "Why are you asking these nonsense things? Don't ask about things you shouldn't ask, got it?"
Wang Zhenhu hit a wall and was not in the mood to ask any more questions. He watched every move around him vigilantly.
At this moment, a figure came quickly and was in front of everyone in the blink of an eye.
The person who came suddenly was none other than Ling Fei. He came quickly after receiving Han Bin's order.
When Wang Zhenhu saw Ling Fei, he was slightly startled and lost his voice: "Why is it you?"
Ling Fei already knew who he was going to kill this time, so he wasn't surprised. He smiled and said, "Why can't it be me? You've been waiting here for so long, isn't it just to wait for me?"
Wang Yiheng frowned, glanced at Wang Zhenhu, and said, "Do you know him?"
Wang Zhenhu nodded and said truthfully: "Chief, he is that bitch's husband, we must kill him."
"We must kill him. He will not leave here alive." Wang Yiheng did not take action immediately. He had to find out Ling Fei's identity and asked subconsciously, "Since you are here and said such words, you should know that we
Who is the person you want to kill? Are you the lower god?"
Ling Fei shook his head and said: "I'm not."
Wang Yiheng and others were startled, obviously not expecting Ling Fei to answer like this. Wang Zhenhu snorted coldly and said: "If you are not, why do you know we are waiting for someone here?"
"You want to kill my boss, of course I know it." Ling Fei said with a smile, "It's a pity that my boss is busy now. He just killed a clone of a high-ranking god. You clowns can only let me kill you.
..." When he spoke, he deliberately emphasized the words "kill the superior god" with the purpose of making everyone panic.
Sure enough, when Wang Yiheng and others heard this, their expressions changed drastically, and they did not believe it was true.
After all, Wang Yiheng has been the clan leader for so many years. After taking a breath of cold air, his expression returned to normal and he said coldly: "I don't know what you are talking about. Now that you are here, go to hell!" As he said this, he pointed to his side.
One of them said in a commanding tone: "Wang Zhenhao, go kill this guy, no problem!"
Wang Zhenhao also had an arrogant character. He glanced at Ling Fei coldly and said disdainfully: "The acquired monk who is the sixth level of the divine card, I can kill him with just a move of my fingers." As he said that, he flashed his figure.
He came to Ling Fei and said arrogantly: "Boy, how do you want to die? I can help you."
Ling Fei smiled slightly and said without fear: "Do you have any last words?"
Wang Zhenhao's face changed slightly and he said angrily: "Boy, I think you are looking for death." After saying that, he was about to activate the magic weapon.
Suddenly, a scene that Wang Zhenhao did not expect appeared. There was a flash of light in front of him, and a gray shadow appeared out of thin air. Before he could see the opponent clearly, Wang Zhenhao saw an arc of light suddenly flying towards him, and the location of the attack was his Dantian.
Wang Zhenhao's expression changed drastically, and he quickly used his magical power of light to resist. Unfortunately, the speed of his magic spell was still a beat too slow. The light shield had not yet formed, and the arc light had already arrived in front of him.
The next moment, blood splattered everywhere, Wang Zhenhao's body was cut into two pieces by the arc, and his soul was on the verge of collapse.
Wang Zhenhao gave up his body, and as soon as his soul left his body and flew out, a purple light caught up with him and penetrated into his soul. Then he heard screams, and Wang Zhenhao's soul flickered on and off. In just three breaths, his soul disappeared.
.At this time, everyone saw clearly what the purple light was. It turned out to be a six-winged flying ant with the sixth level of evil insect cultivation.
After the six-winged flying ant swallowed Wang Zhenhao's spirit, it flew towards the young man in front of Ling Fei.
The young man had a straw stick in his mouth and looked so cynical. He chuckled and said, "Ling Fei, I saved your life again."
Ling Fei glanced at Xiao Hui and said angrily: "Stop talking nonsense, the boss didn't ask you to come, and you're here alone?"
Xiao Hui nodded, raised his head, and said arrogantly: "I can deal with this group of trash by myself. Just watch my performance." After he came back from the Nine Netherlands, his cultivation level broke through to the sixth level.
The level of a super monster. Xiao Hui already has the ability to kill beyond the level. With his current cultivation level, it is a bit difficult to deal with lower gods. However, it is easy and enjoyable to kill a monk of the same level.
After hearing the conversation between the two, Wang Yiheng and others were shocked and angry.
I was surprised that the other party was so powerful and killed Wang Zhenhao, who was at the sixth level of the Divine Card, in a blink of an eye. What I was angry about was that the other party was so arrogant. Everyone was at the sixth level of the Divine Card, but they didn't even take them seriously.
.You know, there are more than ten people on their side, and there is only one person on the other side. How can they kill one of them if they have many people?
Thinking of this, Wang Yiheng roared angrily and said angrily: "Boy, you are looking for death."
Xiao Hui glanced at everyone, waved his hands and said: "Old guy, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you. I have something to tell you before I kill you."
"Stop talking nonsense, just wait for death!" Wang Yiheng snorted coldly and was about to take action.
Xiao Hui sighed and said depressedly: "Even if you want to die, there is no need to be so anxious! You think I want to talk nonsense to you! This is what the boss has told me. The boss is kind-hearted and I hope you can understand when you die."
Saying that, he
Looking at Wang Zhenhu, he said: "You know why the boss let you go last time. He wanted you to see how your ancestor died, but he didn't expect that your ancestor was too weak. He was killed by the boss as soon as they met.
There is no chance of returning to the family."
Wang Zhenhu's face darkened. He remembered what Han Bin had said before, and immediately lost his voice: "What did you say, the ancestor was killed by your boss?"
Xiao Hui nodded and said seriously: "Yes, now that you know how the ancestor died, I can take action."
The monks of the Wang family, except for the patriarch Wang Yiheng, all looked ashen and could not bring up the desire to fight. Such a powerful ancestor in their family was actually killed. Can they kill the two people in front of them? Everyone has it.
Not wanting to retreat, they wanted to run away immediately, but seeing that Wang Yiheng had no intention of leaving, they could only wait for the clan leader's decision.
Wang Yiheng snorted coldly, roared angrily, and said loudly: "Everyone, don't listen to his nonsense. How could the ancestor be killed if he is so powerful? This kid said such words to make us lose our desire to fight, and thus kill us.
Kill, we must not be fooled by him. He is only one person, and if we attack together, we can definitely kill him..."
It must be said that Wang Yiheng's words were very provocative. After listening to them, everyone's blood boiled and their confidence was rekindled.
Wang Yiheng gave a low shout and flew towards Xiao Hui first, and displayed his most powerful magical power, the Divine Light of Light. He raised his right hand, and a white light as thick as a child's arm was released from his palm, suddenly towards Xiao Hui.
Wang Yiheng squinted his eyes. He knew that after successfully using this magical power, the opponent would be seriously injured if he did not get out of the way.
Why Xiao Hui didn't dodge? It wasn't that he couldn't dodge, but that there was no need to dodge.
Wang Yiheng didn't know the secret of Xiao Hui. He saw the divine light about to fall on Xiao Hui, and seemed to see Xiao Hui being seriously injured. He said ecstatically: "Boy, aren't you dead yet?"
Xiao Hui shook his head and sneered, saying disdainfully, "It's ridiculous that such a magical power wants to kill me." As he said that, he suddenly turned into his true form, opened his mouth wide, and shouted in a low voice: "Innate magical power, swallowed by darkness!" Then,
In the extremely surprised eyes of everyone, he swallowed up the divine light of light alive.
Xiao Hui touched his belly, smacked his lips and said, "It's a magical power, but it doesn't taste that good." He looked at Wang Yiheng, who was surprised and dazed, and said with a smile: "Old guy, you just used a magical power, now it's my turn.
Come on!" As he spoke, he gave a low drink and said sternly: "You are gifted with magical powers, a shocking claw!"
Shocking Claw, this is the first innate magical power that Xiao Hui has realized. After using it countless times over the years, he has already cultivated it to the point where he can do whatever he wants. As long as he has a thought, he can use it. He saw a purple arc like thunder and lightning out of thin air.
appeared and suddenly struck Wang Yiheng on the head.
At such a fast speed, poor Wang Yiheng didn't even have a chance to dodge and was split into two pieces.
At the same time, the six-winged flying ants also moved, quickly catching up with Wang Yiheng's spirit, devouring his soul, and causing him to fly away.
In an instant, Wang Yiheng was killed. Every monk of the Wang family was stunned. They looked at Xiao Hui as if they were looking at a monster. Everyone's eyes flashed with fear, and someone shouted, "Too perverted."
Come on, everyone, run!" Everyone ran away, each one faster than the other, for fear that they would die here if they ran too slowly.
Xiao Hui glanced at Ling Fei and said with a smile: "Look, I have even more powerful innate magical powers!" As he said that, he waved his right hand in the air and shouted: "Innate magical powers, nine claws reaching the sky."