"Hehehe, I was mistaken." Xiang Wen walked up with a gloomy face and said: "If you can enter the Kunlun Wonderland, the people standing here are not ordinary people. You, a casual cultivator, do have some strength."
"You flatter me." Zhuge Buliang said lukewarmly.
"I'll give you another chance. Take away the two hundred and fifty middle-grade spiritual stones and hand over the inner elixir." Xiang Wen stood still, with his hands behind his back, and a fierce force of force enveloped Zhuge Buliang.
go.
All the cultivators around him retreated one after another. The so-called shadow of a famous tree, Xiang Wen's name in Tongzhou is almost known to everyone. Even the chief figures of several major sects not far away want to surrender here.
Come and see.
A strong force of compulsion swept over him. A sneer appeared at the corner of Zhuge Buliang's mouth, and he took a light step on the spot. Suddenly, all the force of compulsion disappeared.
This literary practice is around the fourth level of the Golden Core stage, and Zhuge Buliang is also a cultivator who has stepped into the Golden Core stage. If it were normal, Zhuge Buliang might be able to deal with Xiang Wen for a while, but
Now, Zhuge Buliang didn't take Xiang Wen seriously at all.
"presumptuous!"
A young man came out from behind Xiang Wen. He was a cultivator at the eighth level of the Xuanzhao stage. A long knife appeared in his hand, and he slashed a blazing sword towards Zhuge Buliang.
"bass!"
"ah!"
Two cold rays of light shot out from Zhuge Buliang's eyes, and the young man suddenly let out a scream and fell to the ground in a panic. He covered his eyes with his hands and rolled on the ground, blood flowing out from between his fingers.
"you........"
Some members of the Xiang family were at war with each other. It can be said that these people were all the elites of the younger generation of the Xiang family. The ones with the worst cultivation were around the second and third floors of the Xuanzhao period. Two of them killed Zhuge.
If it doesn't light up, the brilliance of the magic weapon will light up and swallow it up.
"Ding!"
"Crack!"
Zhuge Buliang flicked his fingers again, and the two magic weapons shattered into pieces. Zhuge Buliang opened his sleeves, and the two embarrassed men flew out and fell heavily to the ground.
"Asshole! Kill him!"
Several descendants of the Xiang family gave a deep shout and rushed towards Zhuge Buliang with weapons in hand.
Zhuge Buliang still stood there with his hands behind his back. He took a step forward. This step seemed to move the heaven and earth, and the entire mountaintop seemed to be trembling with it.
"puff!"
"puff!"
"puff!"
Several descendants of the Xiang family vomited blood, their bodies shrank, and they collapsed on the ground.
The powerful method shocked the cultivators around him. Just by standing still, he was able to defeat the powerful enemy. Everyone immediately felt incredible.
Xiang Wen stopped the other family members who wanted to rush forward. His hands were filled with light, and he grabbed the void. An invisible big hand shrouded Zhuge Buliang.
"boom!"
Zhuge Buliang took another step, and the invisible big palm disappeared into ashes.
"I want to see what's so special about you, a little casual cultivator." Xiang Wen sneered, violent real energy surged, Xiang Wen struck a palm, the real energy surged like a tide, and one of the branches shone like a forest.
The gleaming black wood appeared above Zhuge Buliang's head, and then fell down.
"It's the Eight Black Black Wood Styles of the Xiang family!"
Among the people around, some recognized the technique used by Xiang Wen.
The dark and secluded black wood fell, carrying the roar of thunder, and the sound was so powerful that it seemed to collapse the entire space around Zhuge Buliang.
This family's Daxuan Black Wood Eight Styles, even if placed in Kyushu, is a top-notch wood attribute technique.
"boom!"
Zhuge Buliang held up the sky with one palm, and actually dragged the falling black wood with force. Using the ancient martial arts secrets, the black wood immediately collapsed into nothingness.
Xiang Wen's pupils shrank violently, and his attack was easily deflected by the other party.
Xiang Wen quickly formed seals with his hands, and black trees appeared out of thin air, heading towards Zhuge Buliang, completely blocking the space around Zhuge Buliang.
At this moment, the sword box behind Zhuge Buliang flew up, and the light shone brightly around Zhuge Buliang.