surnamed Wang

On the golden platform, Wang Bingquan cut off several clusters of sword thorns on the ground with one sword, and dozens of broken iron swords flew up in the air, circling around, forming an airtight sword formation.

Seeing this scene, the cultivator on the opposite side showed a sneering smile. No matter how fancy the technique is at the Jindan stage, it is still not worth mentioning in front of the real supernatural power.

With a wave of Wang Gingquan's left hand, dozens of flying swords shot out towards the opponent, and then his right palm slashed to the ground, and dozens of iron swords were brought up.

Repeated many times within a few breaths, hundreds of broken swords have been shot at Yu Shuang, who has always looked calm. The moment the sharp blade is close to him, there is a buzzing sound, and a pale gold bell appears around him, flying like raindrops. The sword blocked the outside.

The not-so-strong iron swords broke and fell off one after another. Wang Gingquan didn't expect to defeat the opponent with a single move. With his left hand on his waist, a bright red sword appeared in his palm. Holding the hilt with his right hand, his body was slightly curved, and he made a draw The sword's starting gesture.

Looking at his appearance, Yu Shuang had murderous intent in his eyes, but because of the three old monsters watching the battle above his head, he suppressed the murderous intent in his heart.

In just a short while, the purple-gold aura circulated around Wang Gingquan's body, and everyone outside the barrier put away their previous contempt when they saw this scene. Although the ninety-five aura is rare in the world of cultivating immortals, it is not absent. It can perform such techniques Most of the monks of the law used to be called kings and lords.

In ancient times, there were three emperors of heaven, earth, and man, all three were equal, and the combat power of the human emperor was respected even by the other two emperors.

It's a pity that after the decline of the human race, the powerful turned to the immortal race one after another, and the human emperor became the weakest of the three, but even so, it was still not something that ordinary monsters dared to do easily.

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Wang Gangquan's whole body was full of spiritual energy, his right hand was majestic and ready to go, and Yu Shuang on the opposite side had rich experience in fighting against the enemy. Seeing this, he also became cautious at this moment, and the golden bell outside his body solidified a little bit.

"Hidden Immortal!"

Wang Bingquan yelled lightly, using the Dragon Horn Sword to perform the Hidden Immortal Style, and the majestic sword energy rushed out, smashing straight at the opponent's defense.

There was a loud bang, and the strong wind blew three feet across the ground, causing waves of ripples along with the protection of the ring. The copper bells outside Yu Shuang's body made a slight cracking sound, but it stopped there.

"At the later stage of Jindan, he can cast spells that have the power of Yuanying's early stage. This kid does have some skills." The black-robed elder stroked his beard and said.

Yu Shuang looked at the tiny cracks in the golden bell in front of him, without sadness or joy, raised his hand gently, and the cracks were repaired. At the same time, a small illusory sword rushed out, flashed in the air, and instantly appeared three inches between Wang Gingquan's eyebrows. Then he couldn't move forward.

I saw a small cyan shield appearing in front of the phantom sword shadow at some point, and the two were evenly matched in stalemate.

Wang Gangquan squinted his eyes, and said in his heart that he was lucky, thanks to the fact that he had the audacity to ask his apprentice for this self-defense, otherwise he would really have confessed here.

Yu Shuang's supernatural power, Wang Gingquan, had investigated beforehand, and knew that his previous opponents were injured for no reason. Judging from the speed of the small sword just now, it is obvious that he has the ability to travel through space. In addition, it is almost transparent, making it even more unpredictable. No wonder no one saw its full picture from beginning to end.

Among the crowd, an old man picked up a gourd and took a sip of wine, then looked at the two on stage and murmured:
"Both use swords, which is interesting."

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Although Wang Gingquan was surprised, he was not at a loss. He still had a lot of skills that he hadn't used. If he wasn't afraid of being regarded as an evil cultivator, he could have directly used Immortal Gu to kill the opponent.

After hesitating, Yu Shuang has already started to move, turning his right wrist, twisting a flower in the air, and the flying sword facing the shield also swam for a while, with a very agile posture, it went around Wang Jingquan's side and stabbed him in the back of the head.

With a sound of "ding", the cyan shield turned from the center of the brows to the back of the head in an instant, and Yu Shuang was stunned by this scene.

He knows the flying sword's speed best, coupled with the unique technique control, even the ordinary Nascent Soul may not be able to parry it easily, and it was precisely this trick that he won the battle of fame back then.

Wang Gingquan saw that he had no worries at this time, so he simply became presumptuous, and walked straight towards Yu Shuang with his sword in his hand, his whole body was full of flaws, but the flying sword just couldn't do anything to him.

Coming closer, Wang Bingquan had a sword qi close to his body, and the sword qi hit the big bell without causing any damage, but this move was tantamount to hitting the other party's face in public.

Yu Shuang's eyes were gloomy, and he immediately dissipated his protection. He retracted the flying sword with a move with his right hand, and then breathed out a mouthful of spiritual energy into his palm. , a look that may collapse at any time.

The moment the long sword appeared, the eyes of the old woman who had always been veiled outside the barrier changed for the first time, and the voice of the little elder sounded at the right time:

"Spirit Tempering Sword, I don't know if it is another poor imitation."

Guihualou glanced at the old woman next to him with vague eyes, but still couldn't make out the other's expression.

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Wang Bingquan still didn't understand the power of the Wuying long sword, he just thought it was some kind of fancy handle that breathed out and turned into a sword. When he twisted the scabbard in his hand, there was a sound of dragon chant, and then the whole sword was pulled out by him.

Although the unsheathed sword is not as sharp as the unsheathed sword, since the opponent has already revealed the sword, as a person in the sword hall, how can I avoid it and not fight?

The two looked at each other and moved almost at the same time. What shocked everyone was that the movements were exactly the same, but the words in their mouths were very different: one chanted "Hidden Immortal", and the other succinctly said "the first floor" .

The swords collided, sparks flew everywhere, both of them were shocked by this move and retreated, but Yu Shuang only took a step back, while Wang Gingquan almost retreated out of the ring, fortunately half of his foot was on the edge of the ring, That's why it didn't fall out.

Jindanqi and Yuanyingqi confronted each other, regardless of their vigor and spells, they were all far behind. Wang Bingquan himself was not surprised. He slapped his chest, and a vague shadow appeared beside him, and then the shadow re-entered his body, and his body also disappeared. There was an illusion for a moment, and when it condensed again, the aura of the whole body suddenly increased, jumping from the late stage of Jindan to the peak.

What Wang Gangquan used was the incorporeal body in the extraterritorial exercises, and it was still unfinished at this time, and there was a faint purple-gold luster under his skin, but this time it was not imperial energy, but the exercises he had obtained from the art hall earlier." There is no exchange for gold."

Jinbuhuan majors in healing, as long as there is still one breath left, the body can be repaired quickly, the flesh will grow when the flesh is injured, the soul will be replenished if the soul is damaged, and there will be many wonderful things after the cultivation reaches perfection. With the blessing of exercises, life will teach monks of the same level to be more tenacious, unless they are beaten to death in an instant.

After a while, Wang Gingquan repaired the hidden wounds on his body, and then exerted all his strength to use the method of shrinking the ground with his feet, rushing forward without hesitation, and at the same time began to secretly accumulate his killer weapon in his left hand - mirage.

Even if the opponent is a realm higher than him, once he gets caught in the mirage, it will be as if his whole body has been stripped, not only his privacy will not be guaranteed, but he will even be wantonly ravaged by him.

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