It is said that Shen Yangping hides in the void with the help of magic, leaving Wang Yuan unable to do anything to him. In a hurry, he will reveal his flaws, and then Shen Yangping can kill with one strike.
It was a good idea, but Wang Yuan was not impatient at all. Instead, with an eye-catching generosity, he directly used a huge talisman to crush all parts of the arena. If it couldn't be blasted out once, he would blast it several times in a row until Shen Yangping was blasted.
Until you come out.
This kind of indiscriminate attack method is impossible for ordinary monks. First of all, it is impossible to condense such a large talisman with one's own thoughts. Even if it can be condensed, it cannot be wielded. It is just a decoration, and it is harmful to itself.
Load is implicitly related to the cave.
The cave sky is the space opened up when the cave is broken through to the cave void stage. The cave void phase is also the stage where monks can materialize their thoughts. Therefore, there is a great connection between the cave sky and thoughts. Some people even think that the size of the cave sky can determine the intensity of thoughts.
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Wang Yuan's cave is huge, and there are more unknown places that even he doesn't dare to go in to explore. It's so mysterious.
Shen Yangping vomited blood and said to Wang Yuan in a cold voice: "Huh, I haven't lost yet. You just broke my spell. You're far from the point of letting me go down!"
After hearing Shen Yangping's words, Wang Yuan frowned and stopped talking to him. His body turned into a ghost, spinning around Shen Yangping.
Shen Yangping immediately protected his body with the big lang, and all kinds of magical brilliance bloomed from the big lang. This spell is indeed very powerful, and it can be used to attack, retreat or defend.
Bang bang bang!
Wang Yuan struck out with a palm from time to time, which contained the disintegrating power of the landslide spell. When it hit Shen Yangping's big lang, he was knocked back repeatedly.
But this big lang was strong, soft and powerful, and it had not been broken by the violent storm. Wang Yuan couldn't help but use his physical strength and punched out, which penetrated the big lang with a bang and hit Shen Shen hard.
On Hinata's body.
After persisting for several breaths, Wang Yuan's spell was still broken. Shen Yangping rolled on the ring, miserable.
"Shen Yangping, what else do you have to say?" Wang Yuan walked over slowly and looked at Shen Yangping condescendingly.
"Bah!" Shen Yangping spat out a mouthful of blood, "Dong Yu, I have nothing to say after being defeated in your hands today, but even so, what's the use? You got those four treasures to make wedding clothes for others! You
A dying person, I am too lazy to tell you!"
After Shen Yangping snorted a few times, he reluctantly used his cultivation and stumbled to the ground. He was immediately surrounded by disciples of the Donghua Sect, and an old monster took out a pill for him to drink.
What Shen Yangping said caused quite a stir. All the monks knew that as long as they left Hongfen Palace, not talking about other people, but themselves, they would not be able to help but attack Wang Yuan. After all, Immortal Dao Yu
The price offered by the Qing faction was too tempting, and they had no choice but to let them take the risk.
This time Wang Yuan fought against all the disciples for those four treasures, but it was unknown whether he had the ability to guard those four treasures.
This competition surprised everyone present. It was rumored that the disciples who had fought against Dong Yu said that the opponent's thoughts were the legendary thoughts of life and death. That is to say, Dong Yu was a reverse cultivator and was naked under the way of heaven.
reverse revision.
However, from the moment Dong Yu stood on the ring, he never saw any thoughts of life and death. Instead, Dong Yu used the overbearing thunder source and knocked down an outstanding disciple of the Donghua sect from the ring with just the simplest talisman.
This made the monks and old monsters think that the idea of life and death must be a rumor, otherwise it would be impossible to explain how a casual cultivator could be so strong.
Therefore, after defeating Shen Yangping, no disciple dared to fly up to the ring to challenge Wang Yuan. They were all intimidated by Wang Yuan's majesty.
Wang Yuan's eyes directly skipped over the most outstanding disciples of various sects and major families, such as Yu Huafei, Xuan Tianlan and others. The reason why they did not go to the ring was because they already knew the result.
On that day, in Gu Aolai's country, although there was a battle that was like a glimpse, but in that state at that time, Wang Yuan, who was seriously injured, could even tie with them. It can be seen that the strength of the intact Wang Yuan was much higher.
How much stronger are they?
"Since no one challenges me, then those four treasures belong to me. Please make an announcement, Palace Master." Wang Yuan turned around, clasped his fists and bowed under the canopy.
There is no need to bother Palace Master Qian Jiuyu with such matters. Feng Buyang stepped forward. He smiled at Wang Yuan and announced: "This time..."
"slow!"
Suddenly a voice sounded, and then a sword light shot into the sky. This sword energy flew out from the crowd and then landed on the ring. A young man in white stepped out from the bursts of sword energy.
The whole person is like a sharp blade, with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, flowing clothes, and standing there holding the sword, his aura is very powerful.
"Oh? He is a disciple of Jiangu under the command of Yantian Sect, but why haven't I seen this disciple before? Could it be that he is a disciple secretly cultivated by Jiangu?"
"He is indeed a disciple of Sword Valley. Look at the token on his waist. Generally speaking, the identity and status of this disciple can be seen from the token. However, this person's token only has the symbol of Sword Valley.
There is no other identifying information."
At the Yantian Sect, Xuan Tianlan, Long Lingdu and others were slightly surprised. The sword energy of this monk who suddenly appeared was very strong. Logically speaking, this disciple should have been famous for a long time, but Xuan Tianlan and others really couldn't think of anything.
When did such a disciple appear in Sword Valley?
Not only the disciples of the Yantian Sect were confused, but even the disciples of the Sword Valley were a little surprised.
"Hey, isn't that the inner disciple who came with us? How can he have such a sharp sword energy!?"
The disciples who came to congratulate Palace Master Qian Jiuyu on his birthday are all true disciples, or even higher status. Inner disciples cannot be brought to the fore here at this time.
"When the Valley Master gave the order, he arranged for an inner disciple to be our accompanying caretaker. How did he suddenly become so powerful!"
"Oops, he is so powerful, he must be a talent secretly cultivated by the Valley Master. This time he must have a plan to make a big splash, and we have missed this disciple on the way. What should we do? Will he kill us directly?
"
The disciples of Sword Valley were already in a mess, and they were surprised by the disciple in white.
Wang Yuan seemed to be facing an unsheathed magic weapon instead of this young man in white clothes and snow. An invisible murderous intention enveloped everyone, including Wang Yuan.
"He is a disciple of Sword Valley." Wang Yuan also looked at this disciple up and down, but he had never seen him before.
However, there are also some grievances between Wang Yuan and Jian Gu. When Gu Ao came to the country, Wang Yuan killed several disciples of Jian Valley when he rescued Hu Ji. At this moment, he was particularly surprised to face the same disciples of Jian Valley.
, the momentum is very different.
In comparison, the disciples in the Sword Valley below are like magic weapons inserted into the scabbard, but this young man has always taken out the scabbard and never closed it, as if he was born to kill. I don't know how much blood he has been stained with.
"I practiced swordsmanship at the age of three, killed people at the age of five, and became the number one killer in the world at the age of eighteen. Later, I was favored by the Valley Master and was accepted as a closed disciple. I practiced all the time. I built a foundation at the age of twenty-five, and formed an elixir at the age of forty.
A baby is born at the age of three, and a hole is empty at the age of three hundred. To this day, there are countless blood stains on my hands. My name is Jian Wuwu, Dong Yu. I only know one sword. As long as you take this sword, I will admit defeat."
A young man suddenly opened his mouth and said.
Judging from the opponent's momentum alone, Wang Yuan has already treated Jian Wuyi on the same level. The opponent is a master of swordsmanship. For him, the integration of swordsman and man is just superficial. Jian Wuyi has already achieved it.
There is no magic, no magical power, no realm of passion, and only one sword in this life.
"Okay, I want to see how powerful your sword is, so let's take action." Wang Yuan's fighting spirit increased sharply. Being able to fight with a master of the same level also made the blood in his body boil, and his fighting spirit was overwhelming.
Jian Wuyi didn't say much, he closed his eyes slightly, and at the next moment, he moved his hands, swiping forward slightly, and the silver-white fairy sword in his hand picked out a sword energy and flew towards Wang Yuan.
This sword is slow, and Wang Yuan can easily dodge it if he wants to, but he can't, and he will lose.
"No, the power of this sword is really weak. I can't see any destructive power. Even if it is hidden very deeply, I still have to detect it." Wang Yuan was a little at a loss what to do because he really couldn't see that this sword had any destructive power.
How powerful.
When the sword energy flew towards him, Wang Yuan raised his finger and flicked it, and it shattered, like a piece of crystal cracking.
However, Wang Yuanding is there!
"You're blocking my view!" A light voice woke up Wang Yuan. He seemed to have been struck by lightning. He would never forget this voice in his life!
"Why is your junior brother so stupid!" the voice said again.
Wang Yuan was trembling all over. He wanted to make a sound, but found that his throat was blocked by something, and he couldn't resolve it even with his cultivation.
"Ahhhh..." All Wang Yuan could do was make this sound, which was extremely unbearable. His beloved wife Xu Xiaoxuan was there. Wang Yuan wanted to scream, but he couldn't. He opened his mouth wide and said
The sound is still the syllable "Ahhh".
The figure slowly disappeared, Wang Yuan was roaring in his heart, roaring again and again, he quickly chased after him, and in an instant, a thunderbolt sounded from the blue sky, and dark clouds quickly gathered over.
When he lowered his head, the man was already leaning in his arms, but with bright red blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, he was looking at him charmingly.
"Junior brother, are you willing to marry me..." the beautiful woman said sadly, her cold hands caressing Wang Yuan's cheeks that were wet by the rain.
This is what Wang Yuan has wanted to answer all his life, but he can't say it!
In grief, the wind roared from heaven and earth, heavy rain poured down, thunder bursts, and lightning criss-crossed. At this moment, Wang Yuan seemed so insignificant.
At this moment, to outsiders, it was only a moment when Wang Yuan flicked his finger and faced that inconspicuous sword energy, and it had not yet reached the moment of collapse.
Jian Wuyi smiled faintly: "It seems that you must have experienced the saddest and most unhappy thing, otherwise, my 'Great Sword of Sorrow' would not have such a strong effect. Dong Yu, this sword is also my