"Qilin Arm!"

The black hair was flying, and looking at the thunder with a strange aura of destruction, Wang Zheng's left arm suddenly blasted towards the thunder!

The terrifying heat emanated from Wang Zheng's left arm, causing Wang Zheng's sleeves to turn into ashes, and a thin layer of flames burned on Wang Zheng's arm.

With a loud bang, the thunder accurately struck Wang Zheng's left arm. However, Wang Zheng's left arm, with the blessing of Qilin blood, seemed as strong as steel.

The water, fire and thunder are not invaded at all! However, the surging power and the black electric arc that radiated out made Wang Zheng's body numb.

"drink!"

As Wang Zheng endured the cold and numbness of the current rushing, he shouted angrily, and against the tiny black arc of electricity all over the sky, Wang Zheng punched him out with one punch.

A scorching energy blasted away everything, and a kirin fire power of ten feet large was bombarded towards Xile Zhenren.

The expression of the real person of Xile remained unchanged. As the magic tricks were pinching, countless resentful faces suddenly appeared around him, and he was covered in densely.

Wang Zheng's Huolin Qi was shot into the dense grimace that was full of panic and frightening eyes.

Suddenly, bursts of painful wailing sounded endlessly, and the Kirin flame was completely ignited after it was fueled.

The red and golden flames burned, and the joyful real person in the center spread out among the thousands of ghosts.

However, the thousands of ghost faces were twisted in a wail, turning into a hideous ghost head, swallowing the increasingly burning Kirin fire in one mouthful, and then flew towards the endless gale of wind in the sky!

Under the strong wind, the ghost head and Qilin fire all dissipated.

"I am worthy of being a cultivator in the late stage of the Jindan stage, and my methods are indeed changeable."

Looking at the way to break through the deadlock without any sorrow or joy, Wang Zheng exclaimed in his heart, and then the Qiankun Ring on his finger lit up slightly, and a black and weird sword appeared in Wang Zheng's hand.

It is Bu Jingyun’s peerless sword!

As soon as the peerless sword came out, the rolling cold air began to spread.

"Sword Eight!"

Although he cannot fly with the same escape light as a cultivator, under the influence of the three-point return energy, Wang Zheng's body movement is almost flying!

You know, in the original work, the domineering hood can fly briefly as soon as it is opened. The Leshan Buddha even leaps up!

Stepping on the true energy and leverage the power of the sword, Wang Zheng soared up, and the dazzling sword light turned into a sword net, and the true energy was filled with the peerless and beautiful sword, and the peerless and beautiful sword was even covered with the shadow of the dark golden giant sword ten feet long!

The huge sword-shaped phantom cast Sword Eight, and the sharp sword energy almost filled the sky!

"A little trick of carving insects, the faint fire burns the sky!"

The real person of Xile is neither sad nor happy. The next moment the miserable green flames in the sky began to burn. It suddenly became like a maggot on the bones. Even the sharp sword light could go upstream!

"Three points return to the vitality!"

As soon as the true qi in the body changed, Wang Zheng slapped it out with a sharp palm, and a huge translucent true qi mass was pushed out by Wang Zheng's palm.

The domineering and fierce true energy could almost sweep everything, and the flames in the sky were torn a passage by Wang Zheng's palm force.

Then Wang Zheng mobilized the power of the divine wind again, and the void took advantage of the force and went to kill Xile Zhenren along the passage.

Looking at the Youhuo that was split by Wang Zheng's palm, the real person Xile was a little empty, and boundless white bones suddenly attacked the passage.

"Hurry up!"

The true energy in the body changed, and the three-point Guiyuan energy that dominated the world surged. Wang Zheng, who was holding the sword in his right hand, turned into a remnant shadow and pointed it out with his left hand.

Suddenly, countless fingers scattered red like storms, and dense white bones turned into shattering under Wang Zheng's domineering finger force!

"Blackname Knife!"

A dark ghostly sword slashed out of thin air. Seeing this, Wang Zheng laughed and held a peerless sword in his hand and met him.

A brush!

The boundless peerless sword directly used the ghost sword in two pieces. At the same time, in the details that Xile Real People could not detect, the peerless sword actually swallowed a lot of ghost energy reserved in the peerless sword.

"Sword Twenty Two!"

After a confrontation, Wang Zheng suddenly had an infinite murderous intent on his sword move, and the strongest killing move of the Holy Spirit Sword Master Renjian was used by Wang Zheng!

The terrifying sword light almost distorted the air, and the sword energy everywhere appeared in front of the real person Xile along with Wang Zheng.

Under the twenty-two swords, the expression of the real person Xile finally changed! Because he discovered his own ghost energy in the sword energy of the Holy Spirit that should have been fierce and murderous!

A peerless good sword has a wonderful function of storing other people's skills for one's own use. In the storm, the upper limit of a peerless good sword is to store the three successful powers of Wu Wu Wu Wan Wu Wu!

And how terrible is the invincibility of the Ten Directions? It is definitely the top method in the Nascent Soul period! Even if it is just the three success powers, it is not comparable to that of Xile Real People!

The amazing killing power of the Holy Spirit sword energy, coupled with the ghost energy generated by the same origin, instantly tore the protective spell of Xile Zhenren!

"Qilin Arm!"

Seeing the protective spell of Xile Zhenren being shattered, a flash of light flashed in Wang Zheng's eyes and the Qilin arm burst out.

With a bang, the scorching and domineering energy was blown out, turning into a raging flame and blasting towards the chest of Xile Real Man!

With a dull sound, Xile real person flew backwards!

You know, Xile Zhenren is a strong man in the late stage of the Golden Pill! And Wang Zheng is just a warrior who has just become a master!

Such a gap in strength was temporarily made up by Wang Zheng using various means!

Seeing Xile Realman flying backwards, Wang Zheng almost without hesitation and rushed towards Xile Realman out of thin air without any hesitation.

Then the peerless sword in his hand suddenly slashed from a distance, and in an instant a phantom of ten feet of light golden peerless sword was held in Wang Zheng's hand and slashed towards the head of the Xile Real Man!

The infinite sharpness gathered on the phantom of the peerless sword. It was a terrifying power formed by the fusion of Wang Zheng's true energy and the material of the peerless sword!

It comes more from the power of a peerless sword!

Looking at the terrifying power that was twisting in the void within the sword light, Xile Real Man cursed:

"What a monster!"

However, his subordinates kept moving, and a bright red blood light appeared on it as his ghost energy surged.

In almost the blink of an eye, the real person of Xile flew dozens of feet away! As for where he was, there was a hideous ghost who replaced the real person of Xile who was burning by the Qilin fire.

However, looking at the paler face of Xile Real Man, it is obvious that this escape method is not something you can use at will.

The real person who had distanced apart was as deep as water. Looking at Wang Zheng, who had nowhere to take advantage of his power, began to slowly fall back towards the ground, he said in a cold tone:

"You are already proud enough to be able to catch me off guard with the strength of becoming a master. However, you have also successfully angered me!"

As he said that, a huge and vague ghost suddenly appeared behind the real person Xile. The ghost seemed to be in the same dimension as Wang Zheng and others, just a projection.

But even if it was just a projection, the ghost still seemed terrifying.

"snort!"

As the real person Xile snorted coldly, the ghost suddenly looked at Wang Zheng, and his green eyes made Wang Zheng fall into hell.

When Wang Zheng looked at it by his eyes, he felt that he was in a boundless ghost world. Where was the purpose of entering the Lanruo Temple before, it was clearly in a ghost abyss!

Seeing Wang Zheng with his eyes lost, Xile Zhenren smiled with satisfaction, and then suddenly bowed to Wang Zheng.

With the movements of Xile Real Man, the ghost behind him also bowed.
Chapter completed!