She is Jianxiu

Chapter 962
At this point, the Latu demon can no longer suppress him with divine power, but it is still very difficult for Wang Zheng to break this method.

When he turned around and retreated, two white blades charged from the side of his body, and immediately turned around and went straight to kill the head of the demon figure. It can be seen that his whole body has a strong energy, and it may be difficult to break through from the outside. The two heads and four eyes gather the soul, which is obviously the key to the devil's appearance. Wang Zheng made a decisive decision, but he seized this key fatal spot, and wanted to make a big effort Broke the demon body of Xin Moluo.

These two white blades came straight towards the door, and Xin Moluo's heart tightened suddenly. He leaned back, and his two big hands fell down, wanting to squeeze Wang Zheng's tricks away. .

Latu Moxiang has a huge body, and the two white blades are in his hands, just like a little rice bead, which is firmly connected in the palm of his hand.Xin Moluo clenched his fists tightly and poured his magic power into them. There was a boom and muffled noise around him, and he saw red light flowing in the big hand of the demon figure, like blood flowing through it, gradually covering up the little white light in his palm.

Others were amazed at the power of this demonic figure, but Xin Moluo in Latu's demonic form couldn't help frowning, and the killing intent in his heart was a little bit heavier.

The two white knives just entered his hands, and he felt something was wrong.Wang Zheng wanted to use this method to break his demon appearance, but the white blade itself did not appear to be sharp, but was as heavy as a thousand weights, making him fall down with both hands.

Xin Moluo had never fought against Wang Zheng before, so he didn't know the uniqueness of this "Longevity and Virtue Scripture", but after he had achieved some success in the field of magic, he immediately took Feng Jian to try his hands, and he was very happy. Knowing that it has been 20 or [-] years since the last Fengyun Conference, it is reasonable for Wang Zheng to take the lead and slightly surpass Feng Jian in terms of strength.Unexpectedly, Wang Zheng's condensing and mastering of the true essence surpassed his original expectation!
On Wang Zheng's slightly thin face, there was still a calm expression. Since the beginning of his entry, he had been evaluated as stable by the elders of the master's school. Although he was facing a strong enemy now, he did not appear to be in the slightest panic.

The two white blades were both condensed by his true energy, and now he is also driven by him at will. After entering the palm of Latu Demon, Wang Zheng pinched his fingers and shouted "Get up!", invisible to others. In the palm of his hand, the two white blades retracted inward, forming a mass of white light. If there was a tendency to fall before, now they slammed upwards with a thousand-ton force, shaking the demon's arms. Get up!

Wang Zheng's true energy is extremely thick, and the two balls of white light seem to contain thousands of mountains and seas, and it is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to hold them down.Holding such a heavy object in his palm, Xin Moluo also felt numbness in his hands, and a force of breaking free climbed from his palm to his upper arm, causing his body to shake violently.

It's just that this thing is so powerful, how can he let it go?

Xin Moluo yelled sharply, sinking into the dantian with a burst of strength, immediately stabilized the body of the demon figure, then raised his fists, but split a toothless and tongueless mouth in the palm of his hand, and poured two drops of blood Spit it out!

Once the blood bead was sacrificed, it turned into a cloud of scarlet smoke, covering Wang Zheng's glowing white light. Unfortunately, Wang Zheng's true essence was as firm as a rock. Very unhappy, the demon face couldn't help tightening his fists.

The monks of the Momen follow their hearts, and their emotions and desires are all for cultivation. Xin Moluo shows all his emotions and anger, which is quite different from Wang Zheng's calmness and calmness.

But the orthodox Taoist sect pays attention to tempting and forbearance, such a calm and calm demeanor like Wang Zheng's made Zhaoyan's disciple feel at ease, secretly thinking that Xin Moluo should not be able to beat Senior Brother Wang.

Wang Zheng didn't show it on the face, but his heart was mostly dignified. He didn't dare to underestimate his opponent, and he thought before he acted in every move. Now he drew the spell with two fingers, and opened the spiritual gate of Dantian, urging him to A wave of true energy surged upwards, making the white light in the hands of the demon figure more solid and heavy, and finally smashed the big hand through, and slammed into the faces of the two heads!
This is not the end, Wang Zheng swung the whisk horizontally, and nine half-foot-long iron nails appeared in front of him. The top end of this object was slightly thick, and the end was sharp. People feel terrified, and feel that the iron nails are very cold, which is definitely not an ordinary thing!
There are few poor disciples among the major disciples, especially monks with a strong master's background like Wang Zheng, so they will not lag behind others in terms of magic tools and foreign objects.

His magic weapon is called the Black Iron Soul Locking Nail. It is made from the black iron crystal essence under Longyuan. It was forged by a psychic elder in the cave. It can't be damaged in the slightest.And a set of nine soul-locking nails, blocking each other's spiritual thoughts, once the opponent's soul is locked, the opponent's primordial spirit can be split instantly, so as to defeat the enemy and win, and there is no disadvantage!

When facing Feng Jian earlier, Wang Zheng had never had such a set of magical weapons to defeat the enemy in his hands, otherwise he would not have lost to the opponent by a single move, and finally ranked No.13 in the ranking.

Now that he has this thing in his hand, he has more confidence against Xin Moluo.The nine soul-locking nails had already been refined by him to the point of handyness, and now they were urged by someone, and the sharp ends were raised immediately, and they pierced towards the demon's head with a whistling sound.

First, the real yuan broke the front door, and then the powerful threat of the soul lock nail, Wang Zheng's excitement gradually calmed down, and his eyes lighted up slightly.

At this time, Xin Moluo laughed loudly, and then roared, lifting the whole body of the demon figure upwards, causing the nine soul-locking nails to penetrate his chest and belly one after another. A little sullen, he said, "If you can force out my endless river of blood, you are not wronged!"

clang!Clang——

Everyone was shocked, and realized that this was the sound of the soul-locking nail falling to the ground.

Xin Moluo pulled up both heads, but his body turned into a vast river of blood. In the blink of an eye, it flowed to the entire fighting platform, engulfing Wang Zheng and himself!

The two heads of Latu Moxiang shook up and down, both grinning and glaring.

Wang Zheng was trapped in the river of blood, and he tried to pull himself out of it, but the blood in it was extremely sticky, as if thousands of big hands were trying to drag him down.If there is a good strategy at this time, it should be to cut off the surrounding blood river and leave. It's a pity that Wang Zheng's power is too blunt, and the two forces are entangled with each other, but it makes his limbs sink and is caught. The bloody water was knocked down by a wave.

With Xin Moluo's temperament, of course he wants to get rid of it now and then quickly, but although Wang Zheng has sunk in the blood river, his body is still like a mountain, and cannot be shaken at will.

Xin Moluo secretly cursed a "hard rock", but his subordinates never let go, only driving Wang Zheng into despair, knowing that his skills are indeed inferior to others today, and if he continues to fight with the opponent in this situation, he must go first Not to mention defeat, it is easy to leave some other injuries, or use it as a means of saving life, the gain outweighs the loss.

He felt a little pity in his heart, but he was also a person who knew the trade-offs. Now that he thought about it carefully, he said: "This battle is won by fellow daoist, and poor daoist is convinced."

(End of this chapter)