Swinging away the mountain of green light, the purple sword stabbed at an angle, and a piece of purple light fell, and the green light net that trapped the cauldron collapsed. The powerful counterattack made the Lord Ghost Face unable to resist, and he took three steps back in one breath.
"Who is here!?" Lord Ghost Face didn't even bother to take a breath, and swept in all directions with a face full of shock and vigilance.
On the other side, Baodong, brother and sister Xin Bantian, Wen Xiong and others were also stunned. The edge of the purple sword was so sharp that it was almost beyond their imagination.
"Is there another top-notch expert here? Taoyuan Valley is really lively today." Xin Bantian felt bitter in his heart, but he couldn't control his own destiny. There is no greater sorrow in the world than this.
"Ho~~~"
Compared to everyone's shock, Dinglong became excited. A long roar came out of his mouth, and he flew rapidly towards one side. He looked like a child who had been bullied outside and wanted to go home and complain to his parents.
People looked in the direction of the cauldron flying, and saw a slender figure slowly approaching through the air. The word "Xu Xu" refers to the man's handsomeness and impressive bearing, not his speed. On the contrary, the speed at which he came through the air was by no means slow, it was simply astonishingly fast!
"It's Mr. Xu!" Xin Zhixuan recognized Wandong at a glance and shouted excitedly.
Xin Bantian and Wen Xiong looked at each other blankly, as if they couldn't believe their eyes. Especially Xin Bantian was so upset that he wanted to hit his head on the ground. His vision as an eldest brother is actually not as good as that of his younger sister who is not proficient in martial arts.
"Really... is it really him?" Wen Xiong couldn't help but murmured, as if talking in his sleep.
Some of these things are like this, even if it happens right in front of you, you can't believe it.
"Ah Xiong, you and I should be prepared to apologize properly!" Xin Bantian said with great bitterness. This day had really been a hard time for him.
Wen Xiong shook his head blankly, groaning in his heart. It's not impossible to apologize, but the key is that people have to forgive you. Thinking of how he escorted Wandong out of Taoyuan Valley without mercy, his heart beat uncontrollably.
"Who is coming?"
Despite Wandong's young appearance, the invisible aura emanating from him made the Ghost Faced Master not dare to show any slights. He walked forward warily and asked in a deep voice.
"Who are you?" Wan Dong asked instead without answering, his expression was completely that of being superior to others.
"You don't even know Lord Ghost Face of the Blood Skull, you're too ignorant!" Bao Dongyi was really willing to go out of his way to flatter him, and he had the courage to shout at Wandong.
"Are you talking too much?"
As soon as Wandong finished speaking, Wandong's eyes shot towards him like knives. Baodong felt as if his chest had been hit hard with a heavy hammer. A sharp pain instantly swept through his body. At the same time, a blood arrow spurted out. He stepped back five or six steps in a row, with a look of shock on his face.
Wen Xiong couldn't help but murmured, "My mother, what kind of monster is this! Just one glance, and the bag of things spurted three liters of blood. If he did it, Bao would probably be killed instantly. Right? Strong, too strong!”
"Why should this fellow Taoist be angry? We have no grudges recently and no grudges in the past. I hope you can give me and the Blood Skeleton some face."
Wandong's cultivation gave Venerable Ghost Face a feeling of being unable to see through. He didn't want to become enemies with such a strong man who didn't know the details, so he said immediately.
"No grudges or grudges? Thank you for your words! If I were a step too late, I, Brother Long, would be destroyed by you, right?"
"Brother Long? But...but this is just a magic weapon..."
"That's my magic weapon too! You snatched my magic weapon and you dared to tell me that you have no grudges or grudges. It's simply ridiculous!"
Seeing Wandong scolding Lord Ghost Face, Xin Zhixuan was not excited at all. He winked at Xin Bantian and Wen Xiong repeatedly, as if to say, "You heard it, I have long said that the dragon belongs to Mr. Xu, and Mr. Xu is an amazing person!"
Xin Bantian and Wen Xiong naturally stopped refuting and nodded repeatedly. At the same time, he did not forget to tell Xin Zhixuan with his eyes that she should say a few more good words for them later, so that Wandong would not come after them.
The corners of Venerable Ghost Face's mouth twitched, and he said with a bitter expression, "I really don't know that this magic weapon actually belongs to fellow Taoist. If I knew, I would never get involved."
"You want to say that those who don't know are not guilty? It's a pity that I don't have that much tolerance, especially for you Blood Skeleton people. I always kill everyone on sight!"
"What did you say?!" Lord Ghost Face still wanted to settle the matter, but as soon as Wandong said these words, he pushed him against the wall, and his expression changed wildly.
"Stop talking nonsense! Use all your methods!"
As soon as he broke through this level of cultivation, someone came for him to practice his skills. Of course Wan Dong would not miss it. He was very curious to what extent his combat power had reached after his cultivation level soared this time.
"You... No matter what you say, I have been famous for a long time, but you are still just a baby. If I fight with you, you will inevitably be accused of bullying. Well, you have to fight with my men first. If you can It’s not too late to defeat them and challenge me again! Bao Dong, lead your people, and give him a good greeting!”
"Ah?" Upon hearing this, Baodong almost cried. When someone stares at you, you will vomit blood and say hello! Lord Ghost Face did this clearly because he wanted to use them as cannon fodder and use their lives to test Wandong.
"Ah what? Didn't you hear what I said?"
After he hesitated for a moment while packing his things, Lord Ghost Face's sharp, knife-like eyes fell on him.
"Hehe... Bao, don't you feel good about shooting yourself in the foot? Hurry up and die for your good master." Looking at Bao Dong's face that was so bitter that bile was dripping out, Xin changed to the sky. Feeling happy, he said with a sneer.
"as you wish!"
Just when Baodong was terrified and didn't know what to do, Wandong shouted loudly and moved first. With a move of his right hand, the Purple Light Condensing Sword fell from the air like lightning, and suddenly transformed into thousands of rays, covering everyone in the Holy Water Sect including the bag.
Just listen to puff, puff, puff, a series of sounds like chopping melons and vegetables, and countless blood arrows burst out one after another. It turned into a rain of blood within a hundred feet radius.
Looking at the bag with holes all over it, Xin Huantian felt relaxed and at the same time a slight chill rose in his heart.
Although it is not a good bird to pack things and wait for others, it is still life after all. In just the blink of an eye, they were all slaughtered. Although the method was earth-shattering, the heart was also terrifyingly cold.
Xin Biantian couldn't help but raise his head and glance at Wandong, sighing in his heart, what kind of power can actually cultivate an extraordinary young man like Wandong
Wen Xiong was much bigger than Xin Zhantian, but he was less courageous. When he saw this situation, he exclaimed and hid behind Xin Zhixuan, making Xin Zhixuan dumbfounded.
Just as he was about to scold him, Wen Xiong's plea came from behind, "Good Zhixuan, good sister, you must save me. This Mr. Xu is so... so cruel!"
"Okay, call sister to come and listen."
"sister!"
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"I have already defeated your men, now it's your turn, right?" Wan Dong's cold gaze fell on the Lord Ghost Face in an instant.
Lord Ghost Face felt a biting chill, and then he came to his senses. Wandong's methods were so high and ruthless that even he, the blood-skeleton purple sword killer, couldn't help but feel chills in his heart.
"You...are you really determined to be an enemy of my blood skeleton?"
"If you keep talking so much nonsense, I will take action first!"
"You... don't bully others too much!"
Lord Ghost Face felt insulted, and a surge of anger rushed into his heart. He shouted loudly, turned his palm and slapped Wan Dong.
Lord Ghost Face didn't dare to underestimate Wandong at all. With this attack, he displayed almost 100% of his Tao Qi. The palm power flashing with green light crossed the sky, causing bursts of thunderous roars, the power was astonishing.
Wan Dong nodded slightly. In terms of cultivation and combat power, this ghost-faced venerable was better than Mu Xuansheng and slightly inferior to Mu Ao.
When the force of the palm rumbled and hit one foot in front of him, Wandong raised his sword eyebrows, gathered 50% of the Tao Qi in his body, and rushed forward.
A not very thick purple palm power was revealed through Wandong's palm. Compared to the monstrous green light of Lord Ghost Face, Wandong's palm power is really nothing, and even seems a bit shabby.
But it was this purple palm power that looked a bit shabby, but when it hit the green light, it was so devastating that it directly wiped out the green light without a trace.
Wan Dong was overjoyed. Although his cultivation had stopped at the peak of the divine way and had not broken through to the holy soul realm, his combat power had increased several times compared to before. But whether he can defeat Jiuwu Huikong who has just entered the Holy Soul Realm, he is not sure yet. This requires a battle with Jiuwu Huikong to find out.
There is no way around it. It sounds like there is only a layer of window paper between the peak of the Shinto realm and the Holy Soul realm, but in fact there is a gap between them. The two are completely incomparable.
"Are you a strong man in the Holy Soul Realm?"
He almost exerted all his palm strength, but Wandong swept it away in an understatement. It is no exaggeration to say that the eyes of the Lord Ghost Face almost fell out of his shock.
Wandong sneered and said, "Although it's not the case, if you don't work harder, I'm afraid you will be dead here soon."
"I just don't believe in this evil! Even if you start practicing cultivation from your mother's womb, you will never be my opponent! Hundreds of thousands of mountains, life and death are vast, let me save you!"
As Lord Ghost Face roared fiercely, his hands danced towards the sky. Countless blue lights spewed out from his palms, and mountains of green light appeared again.
Wandong shook his head and said, "Have you forgotten, this trick is useless to me!"
"I don't think so!"
The ghost-faced venerable had a ferocious look on his face, and slapped his heart with his backhand, and a stream of golden blood spurted out, straight into the mountain of green light in the sky.
In an instant, streaks of blood-colored light suddenly rose from the mountains of blue light, and their power also changed accordingly, becoming more than ten times colder! (To be continued)