"Stealing the Sky, it's your turn to take action." At this time, Wang Meng looked at Xuanbing Immortal Lord who seemed to be in a sure way and sent a message to the Sky Immortal Lord.

The look of the Stealing Immortal Lord behind Wang Meng flicked, and shouted! A rag bag full of patches flew out.

The rag bag automatically comes without wind, and a terrifying devouring force bursts out from the pocket.

This suction force is not aimed at people, but only at magic weapons.

Under the terrifying suction force, the Xuanbing Sword in the hands of the Xuanbing Immortal Lord kept trembling and whistling, and he actually wanted to escape from the control of the Xuanbing Immortal Lord.

Xuanbing Immortal Lord was shocked. What kind of treasure is this? He is actually stronger than his Xuanbing Sword?

The Immortal Xuanbing held the Xuanbing Sword in his hand tightly, resisting the powerful suction force of the rag bag with all his strength.

However, Wanbao Bag specializes in collecting magic weapons, and its suction power is terrifying. The Immortal Stealing Heaven is also an Immortal Lord, and it is several small realms higher than the Immortal Xuanbing. If the Immortal Xuanbing is higher than the Immortal Stealing Heaven, that's another matter, but at this time, Wanbao Bag has exerted absolute power.

After all, the Xuanbing Immortal Lord did useless work. The Xuanbing Sword suddenly shook and exploded. Swish! It broke away from the control of the Xuanbing Immortal Lord and turned into a stream of light and flew into the Wanbao Bag.

laugh!

Xuanbing Immortal Lord spurted out his blood. At this time, he could not sense his Xuanbing Sword no matter what. The connection between him and Xuanbing Sword had been cut off.

The natal sword was cut off from contact with him, and the Xuanbing Immortal Lord was backfired.

The Immortal Xuanbing was shocked, sweating all over, and felt very distressed!

The face of the immortal Xuanbing looked extremely ugly. He really didn't expect that the rag bag with a big hole and small eye that no one would pick up on the roadside was so powerful.

Xuanbing Immortal Lord stared at the Immortal Lord of the Sky with fear. Until this time, he did not realize that the Immortal Lord of the Sky was a ninth grade of the Immortal Lord realm.

After all, he was just a cultivator who had just broken through to the fifth level of the Immortal Lord. If the Immortal Lord wanted to hide his aura, the Immortal Lord Xuanbing could not find it anyway, and it was a poor level. He was not like Wang Meng, who had unique eyes.

"Xiao Xuanzi? What other means do you have?" Wang Meng looked at Xuanbing Immortal Lord with a smile.

"Boy? Don't be proud. You are just relying on the power of magic weapons. Do you really think I can't kill you? Take your life!" Xuanbing Immortal Lord was furious.

Swish! The ice gathered in the hands of the Xuanbing Immortal Lord, and in the blink of an eye, an ice sword formed.

Xuanbing Immortal Lord held the ice sword in his hand and quickly slashed at Wang.

Wang chuckled indifferently, and the Tai Chi diagram on the Bagua card in front of him turned quickly, and a strong light flashed out of the word "Dui".

Buzz!

The void shook, and the sword force of Xuanbing Immortal Lord slowed down instantly and fell slowly.

Xuanbing Immortal Lord's face changed drastically. He put all his strength into dancing the ice sword in his hand quickly, trying to cut off the influence of the word "Dui" on him.

This is, how could Wang Meng do what he wished?

On the Bagua card, the word "Gen" suddenly emits a dazzling light, flying out, hanging in the void.

boom!

Xuanbing Immortal Lord's back suddenly bent, as if several mountains were pressing on his shoulders, and he had to bend down.

Humph---Xuanbing Immortal Lord activates his internal force with all his strength, but he just can't move. He is struggling and is directly stationary on the ground.

The face of the Immortal Xuanbing changed drastically, and it was over.

Click!

The feet of the Immortal Xuanbing kept making noises, the ground exploded, and spider-web-like cracks spread everywhere.

Xuanbing Immortal Lord's face turned red, his body trembled, and he was under great pressure.

Wang Meng strode to the Xuanbing Immortal Lord.

"Steal the Sky? Work!" waved to the Immortal Lord of Steal the Sky.

The Immortal Stealing Heaven took out the Xuanbing Sword that had been collected by the Wanbao Bag and threw it directly to Wang Meng.

Wang Meng gently stroked the sword body and felt the cold touch from his fingertips.

"The sword name is Xuanbing. It is also your honor to die under this sword." Wang Meng said lightly, both his speech speed and his tone were exactly the same as the previous Xuanbing Immortal Lord.

He returned this sentence to Xuanbing Immortal Lord intact.

The Xuanbing Sword in Wang Meng's hand was raised high, as if he would swing down and chop off the head of the Xuanbing Immortal Lord in the next moment.

"No! You can't kill me! I am the son of Immortal Master Yukong! If you kill me, my father will not let you go!" Immortal Master Xuanbing roared with a look of horror. At this time, he was scared!

Wang Meng slowly lowered the Xuanbing Sword.

The immortal Xuanbing looked happy, thinking that it was his father's reputation, which shocked Wang Meng.

"Why don't you let me go, otherwise my father will make you worse than death!" Xuanbing Immortal Lord was no longer afraid and said arrogantly. He had already determined that Wang Meng would not dare to kill him at this time.

"Haha." Wang Meng sneered: "You don't really think I'm afraid of your father, right?"

Puff!

The king's voice fell sharply, and a cold light flashed, and one of the arms of the Xuanbing Immortal Lord fell in response.

"Ah!" Xuanbing Immortal Lord screamed in pain: "You dare to attack me? My father can't spare you!"

"When I see your virtue, I can know what kind of person your father is. You, an immortal, are so boneless? If you don't have bones, don't pretend to compete!" Wang Meng sneered, puffed! A cold light flashed, and the other arm of the Xuanbing Immortal Lord landed on the ground.

ah!

Xuanbing Immortal Lord screamed, unable to withstand the terrifying pressure anymore, and plopped and knelt on the ground.

Boom! Suddenly, a terrifying aura came from the sky, and a black cloud rushed over. A figure could be seen in the black clouds.

"Who dares to touch my son!" The person who came roared, and before the person arrived, the sound had arrived.

Wang Meng sneered in his heart, stood there as he held the Xuanbing Sword in his hand, waiting for the arrival of the people in the sky. Wang Meng said in his heart, you are waiting for!

Swish! In less than three breaths, the man came to the sky above the temple.

The person who came was a gray-haired old man, tall and thin, and the two muscles on his cheeks had sunken, looking mean.

He is the father of Xuanbing Immortal Lord - Yukong Immortal Lord.

The Immortal Yukong stood in the void, with a expressionless face, and his deep-sleeping eyes stared at Wang Meng with gloomy eyes.

"I'll give you two breaths, let my son go, then knelt down and kowtow to admit his mistake, cut off his arms, and sacked his martial arts. I can consider letting you go." Yukong Immortal Lord said viciously.

He didn't take action at the first time because he was proud and did not think that Wang Meng, an ant, dared to play tricks in front of him.

"Boy? Did you hear it? You didn't let me go quickly!" Seeing that his father was coming, Xuanbing Immortal Lord was more confident and shouted arrogantly. He seemed to have broken his arms and no longer hurt.

"It doesn't take two breaths, one breath is enough." Wang Meng showed a smiley expression.

Puff!

Suddenly, a cold light flashed, and the head of Xuanbing Immortal Lord flew up and was ruthlessly cut off by Wang Meng.

At this time, the Xuanbing Immortal Lord had a grim smile on his face. He didn't think that Wang Meng would dare to kill him in front of his father, but Wang Meng was so bold that he really did it for him to show it.

Whoosh!
Chapter completed!