"Boy, I think you should run away quickly. In front of me, you are like an ant and have no chance!" Ping Zhanhu said coldly with contempt on his face and a sneer on his lips.
As soon as Ping Zhanhu finished speaking, an imperceptible chuckle immediately appeared on Wandong's lips. Is this a deliberate provocation that Ping Zhanhu used because he was afraid that he would give up
"You're so long-winded! If I don't kill you with the sword today, I will have lived in this world in vain!" Wan Dong roared angrily, his expression filled with stubborn anger, and the Purple Gold Divine Weapon set off a beam of purple lightning. The arc of the sword pierced Ping Zhanhu's throat.
Hearing what Wandong said, a hint of joy appeared in Ping Zhanhu's eyes, but it only existed for a short moment before Ping Zhanhu carefully restrained himself, for fear that Wandong would find out and become alert.
Not only that, in order to complete the show, Ping Zhanhu not only remained motionless, but even opened his arms, pretending to hug Wandong, and allowed Wandong's purple-gold magic weapon to stab his throat. As he came, the provocation in his eyes was even more evident.
boom!
As always, when the sword in Wandong's hand was only one punch away from Ping Zhanhu's throat, he paused again, unable to move forward any further.
"I've said it before, with your mid-level Xuanhen cultivation, you can't break through my body-protecting Qi!" Ping Zhanhu sneered, his shoulders suddenly shook, and Tao Qi suddenly exploded, Wan Dong said repeatedly He groaned, and flew backwards like a kite with its string broken.
A purple-gold magic weapon was also cut into two parts as Ping Zhanhu's Tao Qi was broken, which made Ping Zhanhu feel heartbroken. I secretly thought to myself that in the hands of this boy, this purple-gold magic weapon is really a pearl of secrets. If it were in his hands, it would be a sword matching a hero! After beating Wandong to death for a while, he must snatch his storage ring. Seeing how squandering this kid is, there may be a purple-gold magic weapon inside.
Just as Ping Zhanhu was making calculations in his mind, Wandong roared towards him again without fear of death. The resentment on his face did not diminish, but became even stronger.
Ping Zhanhu's face was calm, but his heart was overjoyed. He felt that Wandong was just a stubborn person, but he no longer worried. He would retreat and give up voluntarily.
Bang bang bang!
Accompanied by muffled sounds one after another, Wandong's body flew out countless times. Blood spurted out like a gush, and his face was as pale as paper. The ground was littered with broken pieces of the purple-gold divine weapon. At a rough count, there were no less than twenty pieces.
Ping Zhanhu's heart trembled with pain, but he also felt more and more clearly that every time Wandong launched an offensive against him, it was constantly weakening. By this time, there was no longer any threat to him. Obviously Wan Dong Dong has reached his limit and collapse is imminent.
There was a hint of a ferocious smile on Ping Zhanhu's face, thinking in his heart that it was time to end Wandong's 'farce'.
Looking at Wandong who was lying on the ground with his body twitching slightly, Ping Zhanhu said quietly, "What's wrong, boy, is this not going to work? It seems that you are weaker than I thought! Let's do this. Knock on me." Three ringings, Mr. Ping, I can consider giving you a pleasure!"
"Fuck you! Kowtow three times and I will consider leaving your whole body!"
Wan Dong cursed angrily, jerked away, stood up from the ground, glared at Ping Zhanhu fiercely and roared.
"Ah? Hahaha..." Ping Zhanhu was stunned at first, and then he couldn't help laughing loudly, pointing at Wandong and saying, "You are such an interesting kid. I suddenly realized that I seem to like you a little bit! Hahaha …”
Wan Dong narrowed his eyes and took advantage of Ping Zhanhu's laughter. He stretched out his hand to wipe the blood and stuffed a Exploding Yuan Dan into his mouth. At the same time, he used his breath-holding technique to the extreme.
Could it be that Wandong is really chasing a moth into the flame? of course not! All purposes are just for this moment!
"I don't like you at all!" Wan Dong looked calm and his voice was cold, quietly waiting for the power of the Exploding Yuan Pill to unfold in his body.
"Hmph! I don't need you to like me, I want you to be afraid of me! Scared to death!"
"Let's see who dies today! Take my sword again!" Wandong suddenly let out a loud roar, flicked his wrist, and a white light that was different from before suddenly lit up in his palm. At an astonishing speed, along with Wandong's The people all rushed towards the Ping Zhan Tiger.
"You stupid mortal boy, how many times do you have to try to understand that with your shallow cultivation, it is impossible to harm me at all!"
Ping Zhanhu stood with his hands on his hips, showing no defense, and all the vital points of his body were exposed under Wandong's sword. He wanted to use this to severely damage Wandong's fighting spirit, make him despair, and let him finally die without mercy!
Wan Dongquan pretended not to hear, his flying figure did not change at all, his eyes were completely focused on Ping Zhanhu's throat, regardless of anything else.
"You can't cry until you see the coffin! I want to see how long you can hold on!"
Ping Zhanhu suddenly released his body-protecting Qi Gang again, preparing to send Wan Dong flying away again, and he had already made up his mind to never give Wan Dong another chance to strike again.
However, a cold, sharp aura that seemed to come from under the ten-thousand-year glacier suddenly emanated from Wan Dong's body, causing Ping Zhanhu's heart to beat wildly involuntarily.
At the same time, it was as if a huge explosion had occurred on Wandong's body. The domineering momentum surged at an alarming speed. In a tenth of a breath, he had already surpassed the peak of Xuanhen, and even It has reached a level that is infinitely close to the primary stage of the Earth Chakra.
Such a violent and sudden improvement almost made Ping Zhanhu's eyes pop out of his eyes in shock. The shock in his heart was like a landslide, coming suddenly and extremely violently!
"You kid..."
When Ping Zhanhu exclaimed, the protective Qi Gang that was several inches thick all over his body began to tremble violently. This is a sign that the protective energy is about to collapse, and Ping Zhanhu is naturally very familiar with it.
And as the body-protecting Qi Gang trembled violently, an extremely terrifying threat of death, like a big invisible hand, firmly grasped Ping Zhanhu's mind.
Wandong's sword was absolutely different from before. It was a sky-shattering sword that could bring death to Ping Zhanhu!
Ping Zhanhu couldn't help but tremble a few times, and for the first time, fear showed on his brows.
"Good boy, you are cheating on me!" Amidst the roar, Ping Zhanhu hurriedly raised his right palm, exhaled a powerful breath, blocked Wandong's sword, and at the same time activated his body with all his strength, and desperately retreated backwards .
"I will kill you with this sword!" All the preparations were made for this moment. How could Wandong give up so easily
His eyes sharpened, his roar shook the sky, he lifted up all the Tao Qi without losing a trace, and desperately moved the edge of the sword, trying to break through Ping Zhanhu's Tao Qi.
"It's useless! Wait until I smash your sword to pieces and see how you still kill me!"
After the shock, Ping Zhanhu quickly calmed down. The five fingers of his right palm suddenly flexed and turned into eagle claws. With a click, he caught Wandong's sword edge.
"Hahaha... break it for me!" As soon as he grasped the edge of the sword, Ping Zhanhu laughed wildly, and immediately exerted force with his five fingers, trying to break Wandong's sword in pieces.
But Ping Zhanhu soon realized that something was wrong. He had already exerted 70% to 80% of his strength, but his fingers were motionless, showing no signs of 'joining forces'.
"What!? This... this is not the Purple Gold Sword!" Ping Zhanhu exclaimed, blankly lowering his head to look at the sword in his hand. Only then did he realize that what Wandong was using at this time was not the Purple Gold Divine Weapon at all, but It was a strange long sword with only a blade but no tip.
But although this sword is incomplete, the aura emanating from the sword's edge is more majestic and sharper than the purple gold sword. Even if Ping Zhanhu is blind, he can still feel that the domineering power of this sword is by no means comparable to those of purple gold swords.
"You just found out, it's too late!"
Wan Dong was beaten so many times by Ping Zhanhu in vain like a moth to the flame, and nearly twenty purple-gold weapons were disabled. He was not a masochist, and had only one purpose, which was to paralyze Ping Zhanhu. Obviously, his goal was achieved.
While Ping Zhanhu was surprised and confused, Wan Dong suddenly sneered, and the divine weapon suddenly burst into glory. The sharp sword lights of platinum and gold mixed together suddenly lit up. Ping Zhanhu only felt a burst of light. Stinging, he was horrified to find that his fingerless fingers holding the edge of the sword flew up almost at the same time.
The magic weapon crossed the last obstacle, brought a sound that resounded through the sky, like a dragon's roar, and moved forward with a thunderous force.
Not to mention the power carried by this divine weapon, the divine light rising from the sword's edge alone made Ping Zhanhu's heart tremble, his breathing became stagnant, and even his eyes were so piercing that he could not open them.
"no, do not want!"
Poof!
Ping Zhanhu's roar was replaced by an inaudible sound, like a sharp blade cutting through paper. The magic weapon in Wandong's hand directly broke through Ping Zhanhu's protective aura and penetrated his throat fiercely. Blood sputtered out like a fountain, hitting Wandong's face directly.
Ping Zhanhu's eyes had never been so wide before, and his pupils were also dilating at an alarming speed, as if he wanted to see Wandong more clearly. The vitality was like a torrent breaking through the dam, constantly venting out of Ping Zhanhu's body, allowing Wan Dong to clearly feel the death of Ping Zhanhu.
Ping Zhanhu's lips kept trembling, as if he wanted to say something, but his throat had been pierced by a sharp blade, and his vocal cords had been shattered by the sword energy. Even after opening and closing his lips for a long time, he could not say anything. Even half a word.
It's just that the unwillingness and despair in Ping Zhanhu's eyes became stronger and stronger.
"I said, with this sword, I will kill you!"
Wandong's voice was extremely cold, so cold that it made people shiver.
Ping Zhanhu's figure trembled a few times, and suddenly, a blood arrow spurted out from his mouth, and his whole body slowly fell backwards. Until the breath ceased, a pair of eyes could not be closed.
Any Intermediate Earth Wheel cultivator who dies in the hands of Intermediate Xuanhen will not be able to close his eyes! (To be continued)