City Freebies

Chapter 1425

On the ground, the members of Yanwang Gang who had stopped to see the result of the battle were quickly dismissed by Ruolan.

It is meaningless for them to stay here, and they may even be affected, or they may become a drag on the king's soldiers.

Just now, I experienced Wang Bingman's strength to beat the two major gang leaders of Qiusha Gang and Blood Devouring Gang, and successfully resolved the current crisis of Yanwang Gang, but in a blink of an eye, such roles were reversed. No matter how you look at it, they are obviously stronger than Wang Bing.

How should they deal with a powerful enemy?

You might as well hold the spirit sword and stand upright, looking at the figure in Tsing Yi with deep shock in her eyes, whether she will act for Wang Bing, it is not clear for the time being.

But Ruolan and Xuanyuan Lixue had very determined eyes, as long as Wang Bing needed it, even if they would die, they would not hesitate to step into the battlefield.

"Although your strength is good, it's a pity that you have just broken into the Heaven Martial Realm and haven't been familiar with your strength yet, but your celestial appearance is really breathtaking."

The figure in Tsing Yi clicked his tongue twice, unabashedly praising Wang Bing.

He squinted his eyes, but Wang Bing's eyes were more dignified than before.

In the previous attack, although the fluctuating spiritual power in the body of the Tsing Yi figure was already very majestic and powerful, Wang Bing felt that this was not the latter's full strength.

I thought to myself, even if I tried my best and used all the means, I am afraid that I can only deal with the enemy in this state. If the figure in Tsing Yi no longer retains his strength and goes all out, will he have a chance of winning?

"Who the hell are you? Why do you want to be an enemy of our King Yan Gang?"

Without making any rash moves, Wang Bing snarled and questioned the figure in Tsing Yi.

"The strong never need a reason to do things, but the reason for the weak has always been just refusal, so why don't you continue to attack me?"

The words were full of belittling and contempt, clearly classifying Wang Bing as weak.

With a cold snort, the negotiation failed, and it was impossible for Wang Bing to waste his tongue with a shy face.

With a low growl, the spiritual power in his body circulated to the extreme, the flame demon body was fully opened, and white air rose up with his body surface, and the faint dark red color flowed, matching the white clothes, it showed a It's kind of weird.

Seeing this, the figure in Tsing Yi nodded slightly again.

"The strength of the physical body is amazing. Compared with that tiger, how many times can it eat me?"

A touch of playfulness also followed the flow of words. This time, the figure in Tsing Yi no longer stood in place and waited for Wang Bing to take the initiative to attack as before, but shook his body lightly, and the spiritual power fluctuations in his body completely disappeared without a trace.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and the figure in Tsing Yi slowly dissipated, only an afterimage. As for where his main body went, Wang Bing didn't know.

"call out!"

Awareness came from his spiritual consciousness, Wang Bing hurriedly urged Xiaoyaobu, and rushed forward.

At the same time, a rapid piercing sound hit Wang Bing's head straight, piercing through the air, revealing two seemingly harmless fingers.

"Nine Suns Sword Art!"

With a pinch of both hands, the spiritual power crazily flowed along with the meridians, pouring into the hands one after another, gushing out along the meridians of the fingertips, transforming into waves of sword energy, and slashing wildly towards the position of the owner of the finger past.

The spiritual power of heaven and earth that had finally stabilized became disordered again. The figure in Tsing Yi just pulled his robe lightly, and blocked the attack of Wang Bing casually. The sword energy that could almost level the giant mountain could not stab Break this ordinary-looking green robe.

"The speed is also good."

Appreciate again, but his movements showed no mercy at all. After his figure was pierced by several sword qi, the afterimage gradually dissipated in the air, and a white palm appeared in front of Wang Bing almost at the same time. .

"boom!"

The turbulent force gushed down, Wang Bing only felt a blur in front of his eyes, before he had time to avoid it, his body was severely injured, like a kite with a broken string, it fell straight to the ground.

With a bang, a huge pothole appeared on the ground, dust was flying all over the sky, and sand and stones were stirred up.

The Yanwang Gang, which had settled down originally, became noisy again because of the appearance of this Tsing Yi figure.

Among the few people who left just now, many people were once again attracted by the sound of fighting and the frantic flow of spiritual power, and wanted to watch the excitement again.

However, there are also people with delicate thoughts who sense that there is a trace of fluctuation in this breath that makes them extremely uneasy, so they suppress the curiosity in their hearts and dare not come to this muddy water.

"Roar!"

A dull roar came from Wang Bing's mouth, and his figure quickly left the ground and shot straight into the air.

Powerful spiritual power flowed violently from his hands, and rushed towards the figure in Tsing Yi.

"Holy Flame Fist!"

With a blow filled with anger, Wang Bing really didn't hold back even a bit, and almost drained all the spiritual power in his body, and launched this final blow.

The figure in Tsing Yi didn't care, but trembled slightly, and shot again.

The vast spiritual power surged again, and this time it was even worse than before. The overwhelming spiritual power completely engulfed the king soldier in it, and circulated chaotically, as if it wanted to directly tear the king soldier inside. of crushing.

The moment the Holy Flame Fist came into contact with the majestic spiritual power of the figure in Tsing Yi, there was also a violent explosion sound.

However, the Holy Flame Fist seems to have a silver-like pewter tip, which looks extremely powerful, but once it really works, it is completely canceled out.

"Ok?"

Regarding this, the figure in Tsing Yi was also somewhat puzzled.

There was a weird smile on the corner of his mouth, and there was a bit of sarcasm in Wang Bing's eyes.

"boom!"

"The Promise Realm, the Supreme Pure Yang, the Heavenly Fire Sanctuary!"

A low growl came from Wang Bing's mouth. The terrifying high temperature instantly burned all the spiritual power in the world around him. Against the black clouds in the sky, it was a fiery red, as if the sky had burst. Once the hole is opened, the sun is about to fall.

Only then did the face of the figure in Tsing Yi change drastically.

"The power of the field? I didn't expect your talent to be so terrifying. It seems that you must not be kept today!"

The vast spiritual power that flowed from his body like a river and sea had already been refined in Wang Bing's Heavenly Fire Sanctuary, and could no longer attack Wang Bing.

Smiling, Wang Bing had dark red flames attached to his body, looking at the figure in Tsing Yi with murderous intent in his eyes, and kept spitting out flames as he spoke.

"You brought it all by yourself!"

(End of this chapter)