surnamed Wang

Wang Gingquan broke free from the shackles of the formation, his body surrounded by sword energy, and the ten-step range around him immediately became a thunder pool, and any objects that approached would be smashed to pieces on the spot.

"Senior Fuzi, do you dare to fight this junior?"

Wang Gangquan was full of fighting spirit, and approached the young man step by step. The latter showed a cold expression from the beginning to the end, and said in a deep voice:

"Is it true that the deity dare not confront you head-on?"

As soon as the young man finished speaking, a long sword appeared out of nowhere from his right hand. The sword was three feet long, much taller than the young man.

Facing Wang Gingquan's increasingly powerful sword energy, the young man pointed at the long sword in his hand and said:

"Master Taibai Sword Immortal, you are worthy of using a sword in front of this deity?"

The solitary figure at the south gate rushed out quickly, and the long sword in his hand that did not match his figure swept across the situation. The sword's intent was so strong that even King Gingquan of the Jindan period had to avoid the edge for a while, tapped his toes, and jumped into the air dodge together.

The sword seemed to move slowly, without even the sword energy, but the house behind Wang Gingquan was cut off at the waist.

There was a loud "boom", and the rubble flew, splashing smoke and dust all over the sky.

It's just that the smoke and dust seemed to be blocked by an invisible wall, and it only remained in this courtyard, and the remaining power of the sword did not spread to other places.

Wang Gingquan frowned and looked at this strange scene, guessing that the opponent's formation had not been completely broken, so he stood in the air and said:
"If you don't want your Nanmen family's hundreds of years of foundation to be destroyed, then remove the formation and fight with me above the clouds."

Nanmengu let out a cold snort, and with a wave of his right hand, the clay figurines at the foot of the wall exploded one by one. At the same time, the smoke and dust all around were unconstrained and spread immediately.

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Wang Gingquan kept his word, and after glancing at the young man, his figure soared into the sky, and his sword energy shot straight into the sky.He wasn't kind enough to think about the Nanmen family, but he just didn't want to implicate the people around him for no reason when the fight was too late.

The Jindan cultivator already has the power of a fairy, and if he is in a fierce battle, he can destroy half of the capital if he is not careful.

After flying to the back of the clouds in one breath, Wang Gingquan threw out a piece of talisman paper, and the talisman paper was instantly ignited. After a while, dark clouds gathered from all directions, and the speed was even faster than that of Wen Fuding.

This talisman paper was taken from the Chuanlu Mansion. When Wen Fuding died and Dao disappeared, the Chuanlu Mansion went from top to bottom overnight from a high-ranking "immortal elder" to a prisoner. I bought a few talismans.

He didn't expect to kill the aconite by lightning, he just wanted to cover his sight with dark clouds so as not to cause panic among the people.

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Nanmengu soon followed, he looked around at the dark clouds covering the sky, did not say anything, and continued to look at Wang Quanquan coldly.

When he came to the sky, Wang Gangquan was not in a hurry, and asked:
"Senior, why are you holding on to the Dragon Qi of my Wang family?"

"Nonsense, of course I want to be emperor." The young man tilted his head, as if looking at a fool.

This bear boy!

Wang Gangquan is really confused now, whether this guy is really a monster who has lived for nearly a thousand years, or a spoiled young master from a rich family, he continued patiently:

"The emperor seems to be supreme, but after all, it is just a dream of mortals. For us monks, prosperity and wealth are fleeting, and the supreme way is what we pursue all our lives. With the cultivation base of seniors, how can we care about these extraneous things?"…

"You know what a fart. Fortunately, you are still a monk. It is a waste of your status as a relative of the emperor. Human beings are the spirit of all things. There are many wonderful things, one of which is the power of faith."

Nanmen Gu opened his mouth and cursed, but it woke up Wang Gingquan.People in the three religions promote the teachings not all for the benefit of the people. The power of the illusory faith is something that even the immortals cannot resist.

Wen Fuding used the pretense of offering sacrifices to heaven and earth, and set up a god's throne for himself behind the wall, which was also paving the way for his future self.

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Thinking of this, Wang Gangquan couldn't help but want to give himself a slap in the face. As the other party said, he is the current prince, and he will not take advantage of the great opportunity. It seems that he has to make arrangements as soon as possible. First, he will build dozens of temples for himself. It doesn't matter whether he is useful or not, let's talk about taking up the position.

Wang Gangquan was thinking about it, when a childish voice suddenly sounded in his ear:

"Do you dare to be distracted when fighting against this deity?"

As soon as the words fell, a steel sword came diagonally.

As soon as Wang Gingquan raised his hand, the slender sword directly blocked the opponent's attack. He smiled and said:

"How dare, I have been paying attention to the movements of seniors."

When he was speaking, Wang Bingquan's whole body was flowing, and his long black hair was windless and automatic. With his pure white python robe, he had a somewhat freehand aesthetic feeling.

……

Wang Gangquan shook his right hand, shaking the opponent away, "Senior, if you don't show your true skills, don't blame this junior for offending me."

After all, the body backed up, and in the process of backing up, he pointed his left hand towards the distance, and said softly:
"Frost Cold!"

In Ankang Palace, Wang Qianying was sitting on a swing in a daze. At this moment, there was a buzzing sound in the room, and a snow-white sword hanging on the wall trembled, and a silver light suddenly came out of its sheath.

The little guy looked at the sword going away, was taken aback for a moment, then clapped his hands and said, "Daddy is going to fight someone."

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Wang Gingquan stood in the air with his hands behind his back, he had already thrown out the slender apricot branches, and was swimming around his body at this moment, when a sword sounded from the southeast, and a silver glow came quickly.

Nanmengu thought he was a disciple of the Sword Immortal, he didn't bother to take advantage of the sword, he held the sword behind his back and stood still in mid-air, waiting until the opponent held the weapon in his hand, and then stabbed out with the sword.

The two were originally far apart, but the young man's sword seemed to contain some law, and he came within ten steps of each other in just one step.

"Ten steps to kill one person!" The young man whispered, and the speed increased again.

Wang Gingquan's face was dignified, and he stepped back directly. The instinct of his body told him that this sword was not simple.It was the same with the sword at Nanmen Mansion before, it seemed to be very ordinary, but it contained strange changes.

The moment Wang Gangquan retreated, the young man in the air flashed, and when he reappeared, he was already at the position he had just been in.

Wang Gangquan's eyes couldn't help squinting, the opponent didn't use shrinking to an inch, but a stranger technique, which seemed to appear directly at this position.

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The boy's movements still didn't stop, even though Wang Gingquan managed to dodge the sword, the distance between the two was still ten steps.

Ten steps, one person must be killed, never die!

Wang Gangquan obviously realized something, and hurriedly shrunk back an inch, and just as soon as his feet landed, he cast it again... After so many times, he was shocked to find that the young man always appeared in front of him like a gangrene. In the position he had been in, if he was a step slower, he would have blood splattered on the spot.

Wang Gangquan ran away with all his might, feeling a sense of helplessness in his heart, remembering that when he entered the enemy line alone, in order to show off his prestige, he also said "kill a person in ten steps, never stay a thousand miles away", but now when he compares himself with others, he realizes that it is himself not worthy.

Since the master of the other party is called Taibai Sword Immortal, then maybe it is another Poet Immortal and Sword Immortal, playing sword in front of this kind of person who is full of coquettishness, isn't it really like dancing a sword in front of Guan Gong?

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