The Most Outstanding Anchor Immortal Cultivation System

Chapter 304 The Flying Spirit Brother's Strike

Sikonghun's words made the six beauties turn pale with fright.

"Senior, you can't do this!" Yao Xixian, who has always been steady, shouted in disbelief.

"Senior, how could you let my husband die in vain?" Yun Xiaoying clenched her fists tightly.

"Senior, you are too much!" Yu Yiyi shouted with red eyes.

Liu Xiyan gritted her teeth and complained: "How could anyone do this, Master?!"

Hua Jin Huaxiu also stared at Sikong Soul, as if staring at an enemy with a deep hatred.

The gloomy voice laughed even more: "Hahahaha, it's fun! It's fun! You little old man is fun, and so are these little girl dolls! Hahaha!"

It seems extremely interesting that a group of people are fighting among themselves!
Wang Zheng gritted his teeth, trying to restrain the turmoil in his heart.

Sikong soul will not deceive himself, what is his intention to fight against monks in the flying spirit realm?

Flying Spirit Realm...Flying Spirit Realm...

Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed in my mind!
correct!

Take a gamble!
So he said in a deep voice: "Senior, although you are very powerful..."

He suddenly raised his voice, with a hint of arrogance in his tone: "But the flying spirit realm, there is nothing left! No! Get up!"

what?
What's so great about the Flying Spirit Realm? !
The ladies were even more astonished!

However, they are all smart people, and quickly realized that Sikonghun said so, and her husband also said so, there must be their reasons!
With a gentle mind, although he didn't understand the plans and real thoughts of Sikonghun and Wangzheng, but in order to accompany them, he still pretended to be shocked and puzzled, and added fuel and jealousy by the way, adding a handful of firewood to the fire.

"Husband, are you crazy?!" Yao Xixian shouted pretending to be shocked.

Yun Xiaoying's beautiful eyes flashed: "Husband, that senior is a super powerful power!"

"Husband, you are hitting a rock with an egg like a senior expert in the Flying Spirit Realm! Even with one move, you will be smashed to pieces!" U Yiyi urged loudly.

The cold voice was even more disdainful: "Hey, I thought you were a little brave, but I didn't expect you to be a foolish and foolish fool! A pair of stupid master and apprentice! Hehehe... "

Wang Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly: "Senior, I am an idiot who is willing to gamble with you!"

"Gamble?" The cold voice suddenly became a little interested, as if the long years had made him too boring, too boring, and when he heard that someone wanted to gamble with him, he immediately got excited, "Little fool, what are you betting on?" ? How to bet?"

"Just bet on whether I can catch your move!" Wang Zheng roared in a low voice, "I bet my life on you!"

hiss……

Gamble!

Countless water friends in the 6699 live broadcast room were also fried!

"Wo Cao Wo Cao, the anchor is really crazy!"

"It's a gamble! It's over, I won't be able to watch it live in the future!"

"No, no, no, everyone, don't panic, Brother Zheng has never lost a bet, so he must have some cards in his hand!"

"What hole card? Teleportation token? Sikong soul? It doesn't seem to work..."

"Pray for Brother Zheng! Ahhh!"

The cold voice sneered: "Hey hey, the fool is so eager to die! Well, one died, and there are six little girls chatting with the old man, which is not bad."

"No!" Yun Xiaoying gritted her teeth and shouted, "If my husband dies, I won't live alone!"

"Yes, none of us live alone!" The other beauties shouted together.

Unexpectedly, the cold voice said with an evil smile: "Without the old man's consent, you can't die even if you want, hehe!"

Everyone was stunned.

If you want to die, you can't die!

It simply makes people unable to live and die!
Flying Spirit Realm cultivators are so terrifying!
Wang Zheng said in a deep voice: "Senior, why are you talking nonsense! Do you dare to bet?"

"Oh, Woka, you kid is looking for death!" The cold voice was filled with anger.

In an instant, the entire sixth floor was under a mountain-like pressure, which made everyone feel like their bones and muscles were about to be crushed!
Even Sikong Soul's spiritual body was trembling!
"Senior, you haven't said your bet yet!" Wang Zheng gritted his teeth and said under infinite pressure.

"Hahaha, old man's bet? What do you want?" The cold voice laughed maniacally.

"If I win, I want you to let us all get out of here safely." Wang Zheng replied in a deep voice, the boundless pressure had already made his muscles tremble uncontrollably.

The cold voice continued to laugh wildly: "Hahahaha, no problem! The old man agreed! Poor little fool, do you think you can win?"

"I want you to swear to the heart demon!" Wang Zheng shouted.

"Yes, hahaha! This old man swears here, I will make a fair bet with you, and bet your life with your safety and freedom. If you break this oath, this old man will lose his moral heart forever, and he will not be able to return to his original body until his soul is gone!" The cold voice swears.

Use Wang Zheng's own life to bet on the safety and freedom of a group of people.

For the gloomy voice, there is no real loss at all, it's just that there is one less person, or a group of people less to chat with him.

Moreover, this little cultivator at the third level of solid veins, against the cultivators of the flying spirit realm, is three big realms behind, how could he win?What a fool's dream!

Wang Zheng seemed to breathe a sigh of relief: "Come on, senior! Let me, Wang Zheng, learn your brilliant tricks!"

Yao Xixian, Yun Xiaoying, You Yiyi and the others all looked at Wang Zheng anxiously.

Especially Liu Xiyan, who was newly acquainted not long ago, was trembling with nervousness.

Although he knew that he must have a hole card, but with such a big gap in strength, how could he not worry about his safety?

Suddenly, wisps of faint white light floated out from the opening on one side, and gathered in mid-air to form the appearance of a middle-aged man.

He wore a square scarf, a few short beards, a broad face and long eyebrows, with a calm expression.

The sharp eyes swept over Wang Zheng and the others, and everyone immediately felt as if they had been completely seen through.

"Little guy, your name is Wang Zheng?" A cold voice came from the middle-aged population.

Wang Zheng nodded: "Senior, you are very young."

The other party talked to an old man, but when he showed up, he was a middle-aged man.

Of course, who can cultivate to the realm of flying spirits, who is not an old monster who has lived for a long time?
Showing people with the face of a middle-aged alchemist is either a skillful appearance, or a deliberate disguise.

"Hey, Wang Zheng, it seems too late for you to flatter now!" The middle-aged alchemist sneered, "Are you ready to die? Do you want to say a few last words to your beautiful wives?"

Wang Zheng shook his head, and replied: "Isn't the last word to be said by a temporary person? I can't die, so what are the last words?"

"Hey, good boy! I can't wait to die!" The middle-aged alchemist sneered, and slowly took out a strange paintbrush.

It looked ordinary, but it was lightly swayed by the middle-aged monk, and it emitted colorful light.

Seeing this, Wang Zheng knew that the other party was about to attack.

Ask Sikonghun to take the six beauties to a corner so as not to harm Chiyu.

"Husband, be careful!"

"Husband, come on!"

The beauties stood in the corner and cheered Wang Zheng together.

Sikong Soul released his mighty soul power, condensed into a thick defensive wall, and blocked himself, Yao Xixian and others, hoping to block the aftermath of the middle-aged monk's attack.

Wang Zheng held his breath, while Xiao Zhoutian's mental method and Xuewu's mental method were running at high speed, and the two spiritual forces of water and fire surrounded his body and complemented each other.

At the same time, holding the Heaven-Chopping Fire Halberd tightly with both hands, the radiance is bright and dazzling!

"Hey, the appearance is not bad, and he is still a little guy with dual cultivation of water and fire!" The middle-aged alchemist had a hint of admiration in his eyes, "It's a pity, it's still too weak."

As he said that, he flicked the pen in his hand again, and in the air of the hall on the sixth floor, countless dots of spiritual power were like dancing elves, instantly turning the hall into a starry void.

Even the murals of hundreds of figures on the stone wall seem to have spirituality, and they all look at Wang Zheng in the field with sad or desperate eyes.

Everyone seems to be puzzled or even mocked, this silver-haired boy with blue hair, isn't he alive?
Do you have to hit a rock with an egg, forcefully resist the power of the flying spirit realm, and be beaten to death?
Wang Zheng also felt that the spiritual power around him was being controlled by the middle-aged alchemist, so he gritted his teeth to activate his current strongest trick, hugged the Liuhuo Halberd tightly in his arms, and shouted angrily.

"Void!"

"sky!"

"star!"

"null!"

In an instant, a small world around him became dotted with stars, and densely packed fire cones and ice cones floated in the air.

However, compared to when it was used in the outside world before, the obvious range and power have been compressed by at least one notch.

It should be caused by being suppressed by the opponent's powerful strength!
"Huh? It's actually a fake form technique!" The middle-aged alchemist once again showed a hint of surprise, "It's not easy to be able to activate a fake form technique with a mere cultivation of the meridian."

"But now you...you can only die!"

The middle-aged alchemist held the pen and swiped at Wang Zheng!
"The bottom of the pen!"

Under the sound of shouting, all the spiritual power in the world jumped violently!

extrusion!

collision!

Inflate!

"Kakkaka!"

The dancing majestic spiritual power converged into extremely violent winds!
Layers of gang winds are more terrifying than tornadoes!
Like a wave of thousands of feet in the sky, it is rolling towards Wang Zheng with great momentum!

The turmoil is not enough to describe its shape!

The color change of the world is not enough to describe its power!

Yao Xixian, You Yiyi and others were all shocked!

This kind of shocking power, if it were me, would definitely be irresistible!
I'm afraid that the cultivation bases of all the people present will be superimposed, and they will be ruthlessly destroyed and shredded!
Wang Zheng, who had accumulated the spiritual power of the starry sky and never sent it out, finally activated his trick. Countless ice cones and fire cones pierced the monstrous wind.

It's a pity that the big move that has been invincible before is vulnerable to a single blow under the suppression of absolute strength!
The ice cone and fire cone were all brutally crushed by the gang wind like moths to a flame.

The violent power of the latter spread throughout the hall!
Even Sikong Soul, who was protected by strong spiritual power in the corner, turned pale and could barely hold on.

Yao Xixian and the others spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Ah! Husband!" Liu Xiyan yelled heart-piercingly with a pale face, watching the monstrous wind and waves instantly bury Wang Zheng...

(End of this chapter)