surnamed Wang

Chapter 600 Death Battle
Wang Gingquan covered his wound, and silently worked the gold. He looked at the Zhangba spear in the opponent's hand. The length of the spear was called a lance. It should be a horse lance, but the opponent lacked a war horse.

Ziying hit the spear in his hand on the spot, and his body transformed into a silver-patterned Ming Guangkai. Wang Gangquan's eyes almost popped out at this scene.

A silver light flashed across the starry sky, shining like a shooting star, Wang Bingquan no longer hid his clumsiness, and quickly raised his arm to parry, while at the same time he controlled the small Lingque sword to swipe aside.

The battle was too fierce just now, so no one noticed the weapon in Wang Gingquan's hand. At the moment Ziying was fighting with him, Yu Ting stood beside him and saw it clearly, and couldn't help shouting:
"It's the Spirit Tempering Sword. Those three monks from the Immortal Realm didn't lie. This bastard is indeed related to the loss of contact with Immortal Master Gan."

Wang Gangquan's complexion was as usual, his luck has never been good, such unlucky things can always find him, if his guess is correct, these two people must have something to do with Gan Qiu who occupied Yu Shuang's body.

Sure enough, when Yu Ting finished speaking, Ziying, who was holding a spear, had sharp eyes and said coldly:

"It seems that I can't let you die too comfortably."

Saying this, the spear pierced into a silver thread and began a series of thrusts.

Wang Gingquan was beaten back again and again, and now he was fighting two, so he had to distract himself from using his sword to deal with another guy, his movements inevitably lagged, and the opponent saw the opportunity and flew him out with a spear.

Zhang Bama's spear was powerful and heavy, and its attack range was far beyond that of ordinary spears. Wang Gingquan couldn't dodge and had to resist hard. on his left arm.

The bones of Wang Gangquan's left arm were shattered inch by inch, and he flew upside down. He didn't stop until he smashed several star rocks in a row, and stood up with difficulty. His entire left arm was purple and red, as soft as a bag filled with water.

"Damn you."

Wang Gangquan kept sucking in the cool air, his own arm had grown back twice, and his skin was more delicate than a woman's buttocks, even if it was torn off, it would not be possible to grow back.

Yu Ting stepped forward with gloating face, pointed to the handsome man not far behind and said:
"Do you know who he is? The direct disciple of Curse Girl, one of the three masters of the Cangjie Sect, the entire Yangcang world knows that Master Curse Girl admires Immortal Gan, and you have exposed his identity and dared to come here with the Lingque Sword , really courting death."

Wang Quanquan said calmly:
"Are you finished?"

"Why, can't wait to die?"

"A lot of nonsense."

Wang Gingquan tore off his disused left arm, and slammed it hard at the opponent. Yu Tingzang didn't even bother to move against this harmless blow, so he swung it aside with his right hand.

The moment the broken arm brushed past him, a bright red beetle jumped out of the cut, rushed directly into his chest, and everything happened so fast that there was no time to react.

Yu Ting first felt a numbness in his chest, and then a burst of severe pain came. He frantically tore at his clothes with spiritual power all over his body, and before he could force the weird bug out of his body, he fell down in pain.

Inside the body, the Immortal Gu crazily devoured the spiritual power of flesh and blood. It spent more than a month to consume that drop of ancient divine blood. Its already fierce appearance became even more terrifying at this moment.

Immortal Gu's deterrent to Nascent Soul cultivator is far beyond other realms. The fragile Nascent Soul is no different from a delicacy in front of him. Yu Ting felt an instinctive fear from the depths of his soul. The separation of the Nascent Soul was almost instantaneous.

Yu Ting's reaction was quick enough, but he forgot that there was a covetous enemy beside him, Wang Gingquan did not hesitate to cut off his own arm, just for this moment, he stepped forward to grab the opponent's Nascent Soul, and immediately activated the mirage technique.

The Nascent Soul who had no physical protection was immediately controlled by the spell, his eyes revealed confusion, his cultivation base dropped again and again, and finally stayed at the foundation building stage.

This was the first time that Wang Gangquan had truly successfully cast the mirage, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and he threw the Nascent Soul back into the opponent's body with his right hand, allowing the Immortal Gu to eat it.

……

A shrill scream came from Yu Ting's mouth, and the man with the spear not far away was terrified. In his opinion, just a flash of red light just now, his companion abandoned his body to expose his shortcomings, and then was caught by his opponent again.

Although he didn't know what Yu Tingzai was going through, he was very clear about the howling from Yuanying. Since the other party has this ability, why didn't he show it earlier?

While Ziying was hesitating, the screams of her companions gradually stopped, and finally calmed down suddenly, and her spiritual sense probed the past, and she was already dead.

He made a decisive decision, turned his head and ran away, he still had a great future ahead, he must not die here, at this moment his aura was completely lost, he completely forgot that his cultivation base was one level higher than the opponent's.

Wang Gingquan looked at the other party's leaving figure coldly, with sarcasm in his eyes, he recalled the Immortal Gu casually, and chased after him with a flash of Lingque Feijian.

Ziying ran for his life, turned his head and found that the opponent was still standing there, he was secretly relieved, and just as he turned his head, an illusory dagger passed through his body.

Blood poured out of his chest like a beetle, and Wang Gangquan intentionally only hurt his lungs, so that he could slow down the speed without hurting his life.

Ziying covered the wound and continued to run forward, the spiritual energy in his chest leaked out like a dam bursting, no matter how he operated the spiritual energy, there was no sign of healing.

Wang Gingquan flew forward, and the Immortal Gu in his hand burrowed toward the opponent's wound. The man wanted to resist, but the insect was so fast that it disappeared in the blink of an eye. He finally felt the powerlessness of his companion just now.

At the juncture of life and death, Ziying stiffened instead, letting the Immortal Gu rampage in her body, she just gritted her teeth and said nothing.

His eyes were bloodshot, and the wound on his chest finally showed signs of healing, because the Gu worms were torn apart again.

……

Ziying's face was pale, but she still did not forget to threaten the other party:

"Do you know who I am?"

"Should I know?"

As soon as the words fell, there was a "stab" sound, and Wang Bingquan directly tore off the opponent's arm.

Sweat dripped from the man's forehead, and he wanted to fight to the death, but the strange beetle crazily devoured spiritual power in his body, and he completely lost the strength to resist.

Wang Gangquan stopped talking, and stretched out his right hand to the top of the opponent's head. The latter's pupils contracted for a while, and the Nascent Soul was forced to leave the body with his teeth gritted.

Wang Gangquan's face was always calm, and he slapped the Nascent Soul back into the opponent's body with one palm, and cast the mirage again.

Mirage can spy on other people's past, which is no different from soul searching, but it will not cause strong pain.

Ziying's eyes became lifeless, and scenes flashed in Wang Qingquan's mind. Just as he was carefully digging for the information he needed, a spear pierced his heart quietly.

Wang Gangquan was pulled back to reality all of a sudden, and looked at the spear point protruding from his chest in disbelief. The opponent was still affected by the spell at this moment, and he didn't come back to his senses in a daze.

The light flashed on the spear, and at the same time, a childish voice came from the ear:

"Bastard, dare to hurt my master, let you see how powerful I am."

As soon as the words fell, the spear went straight through Wang Gangquan's chest.

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(End of this chapter)