The sun shines brightly and the snow dances around the world. It seems incredible, but this scene is happening.%&*”;

The confrontation just now happened in a moment. Another monk in the mysterious clothes had a playful smile on his face. The next moment he was already shattered. The speed of this variable is unimaginable. He is also a monk in the foundation-building stage, and the other party is useless even in magic weapons. What is going on?

Originally, two fights against one, and they are sure to win, but now they fight three. The monk in Xuanyi feels bitter, his eyes roll, and he says, "Is it possible that the Murong family is just the one who wins the few with more?" He doesn't jump to the net when reading the book.

Wang Dong didn't speak, but Murong De blurted out: "Go ahead, your sister, why don't you say anything when you fight less!"

The monk in Xuanyi sneered: "We are the devil's way, and it is natural to fight more and less. But don't you four major families claim to be famous and upright? Could it be that they learn from our devil's way?" The personal maid is very charming 1268

Wang Dong was angry and funny, took a step forward and said calmly: "Okay, I'll give you a chance. It's okay to fight alone, but you are the ones, you will beat us together!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the flying sword in Wang Dong's hand suddenly flashed, but a round of rays of light hung in the sky, endless light blooming, illuminating everything around him, emitting a shocking feeling. The monk in the mysterious clothes standing below felt a little suffocating, and he felt like he was being penetrated by the sword light and thousands of swords.

"die!"

Wang Dong's face looked cold and he drank a word almost ruthlessly.

The ray of light sun set, and a vast sword energy crossed the sky, containing an unstoppable feeling. The huge power made Murong De and Murong Yan unable to help but take a few steps back, with a look of horror on their faces, especially Murong De. He still remembered that he even wanted to be an enemy of him in Miluo City. Now it seems that that is such a stupid idea.

This is the first move of the Sword Technique of Firing Yang Tian. Yaoyang kills evil spirits. It is powerful and unstoppable. Wang Dong feels it is necessary to use it once.i^

The monk in the mysterious clothes looked dead, and the scepter in his hand suddenly penetrated to the ground, and instantly enlarged. The silver skull at the top flew out and exploded suddenly. The huge power blocked the trend of the flying sword passing by. Then, the monk in the mysterious clothes bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed a blood arrow on the scepter. The scepter immediately expanded, as thick as the legs of a giant elephant.

The golden light of the fiery sun immediately slowed down. The mysterious monk glared at Wang Dong fiercely and said coldly: "My fellow Taoist's gift today will be returned a hundred times in the future."

After saying that, the dark air flashed on the face of the monk Xuanyi, and his face turned pale in an instant. He saw that the black clouds rolling under his feet, his body suddenly accelerated and rushed out, obviously using some secret method to escape.

"Don't wait for the next day, stay for me now!"

As soon as Wang Dong finished speaking, he ignored the stalemate between the flying sword and the scepter. He just took a light step, which seemed slow, but in fact it was extremely fast, like a thunderbolt breaking through the sky. He stepped on it with one foot, spread his five fingers and grabbed it out of thin air.

The monk in the mysterious clothes fleeing felt that the air was solidified. Suddenly, a huge palm appeared, and the five fingers held it as a tightening force to imprison a world, but it was a secret technique. Everything between the five fingers solidified.

The rolling black clouds under the feet of the monk Xuanyi were instantly crushed to pieces, and the air was surging. The sound was like thunder, and the five fingers were like cages. It was tightly locked on the monk Xuanyi. No matter how he raked left and right, it was useless. He only spitted a few more mouthfuls of essence and blood, and his face was a little pale.

Wang Dong's face was also pale. With his current cultivation level, it was too difficult to use the void grasping hand taught by the old King Kong. The spiritual power in his body was almost hollowed out in an instant. If Wang Dong hadn't seen the opportunity quickly and swallowed a heavenly stem pill, he would probably have fallen first.

The evil old Jin, I don’t teach you normally, and I sharpen my guns at the last minute. Fortunately, I’m considered a lucky star to shine, otherwise I’d be embarrassed and would be very embarrassed...

"Hehe, boy Wang, don't worry about complaining about me. When you get old, your memory is not very good. You can't remember anything you can learn. Only when you are moved by the scene can you have a flash of inspiration, right? There are many words on the Internet."

Wang Dong could almost guess that Lao Jinzheng looked proud in his sea of ​​consciousness. In the days of thousands of years, he was extremely bored. He could have a little time to tease him and give him more fun. I think he was very happy...

But at this moment, looking at the bloodless monk in the mysterious clothes inside, Wang Dong poked out his right hand again, stretched his five fingers flat, and slapped it down.

"No..." The personal maid is very charming 1268

The monk in the mysterious clothes screamed as if he knew what was about to happen. He saw that the giant palm also made the same move. He slapped the monk in the mysterious clothes, but he slapped the monk in the mysterious clothes so that his body was broken and his body was completely gone.

"Didn't we say we'll hit him together? Why don't you do it..."

Wang Dong stood with his hands behind his back, his black hair broke free from the shackles at some point, and floated in the wind, like a demon god.

Murong De looked at Wang Dong with endless fear, as if he took a look at him, his scalp would numb. He could not imagine how he would be if Wang Dong of Miluo City used this move...

Murong Yan's face was not good-looking, but compared to Murong Delai, she had seen more of Wang Dong's extraordinaryness. After a moment of loss of mind, she recovered. Her belt fluttered and her long skirt danced. Because of the snowflakes, her whole body was shining with holy light. He smiled and said, "Brother Wang, you are enough, why do you need me and my son to take action?"

boom!

A deafening sound rang out, and the bone-made scepter was crushed. Under the Fiery Sun-killing Evil Sword, the flying sword roared and fell, and the entire continent seemed to shake a few times.

Wang Dong waved his hand and took back the flying sword. The Fierce Sun Burning Heaven Sword Technique was indeed powerful.

"Let's go."

Wang Dong had a finger and put the storage bags of the two evil spirits and the soul-suming banner into his bags. Then he threw out the flying sword and left in the air. He was lazy to care about what the two evil spirits wanted to steal Murong De.

Murong Yan also stepped on the flying sword and left floating.

Murong De's face was red and red, but he did not follow him in the end, but turned his head and flew in another direction.

"Brother Wang, thank you." Murong Yan said when the two stopped to eat some dry food to satisfy their hunger.

Although Murong Yan did not explain, Wang Dong knew that she was the one who helped to destroy the two evil spirits of the Netherworld just now. After all, since both sides had turned against each other, if they were not killed, they would definitely take revenge by escape. With the posture of the mysterious cultivator just now using the secret technique, if it were Murong Yan, they might not be able to stop it.

Although the Murong family is not afraid of the Netherworld Ancestor, there will always be some trouble.

Wang Dong shook his head and said calmly: "You don't need to thank me. The two evil spirits of the Netherworld will definitely kill them. Not to mention anything else, I can't keep him if there are thousands of unjust souls on the soul-striking banner. It's just that I'm going to do it in advance."

Murong Yan's eyes circulated and she smiled sweetly. Although she did not use any makeup, she was as good as Hua Jiao. The so-called smile was charming and charming, which is probably what she said.

"Brother Wang, you and I will compare our strength to see who will get to the nameless palace faster!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Murong Yan's flying sword flew first, and in a blink of an eye it flew hundreds of meters away. For some reason, the wind outlined the proud body with a beautiful curve and graceful curve.
Chapter completed!