Chapter Ninety-Six: Fighting Methods

"He is worthy of being the third person of the Tianyuan Group, in terms of cultivation realm, he is even more terrifying than Zhang Shanyue, one of the three sons of the Trapped Immortals!"

Wang Hua faced the sword momentum, and with all his strength, the bayonet slashed in the direction of the sword body. However, the trajectory of the flying sword was dozens of times faster than his, and in a flash, it suddenly hit Wang Hua's bayonet, and a huge force was transmitted, and the bayonet fell to the ground in an instant.

At the same time, the sword momentum was like a rainbow, flashing with a cold glow in the sky, and between the sword shadows, the weapons in the hands of Da Xiong, Wang Zhi, and even the other soldiers around were all knocked down.

The charge of the Seventh Company was finally blocked. Seeing that he was about to kill through the encirclement, this attack was blocked, and the criminals behind Wanzhen Mountain poured in like a tide, and suddenly blocked the stairs and corridors.

"Protect the company commander!" Da Xiong roared wildly, his body blocked Wang Hua, and kicked over three or four criminals who rushed up.

"At such a young age, you have achieved the realm of exorcism, I have to say, you are really talented. Wan Zhenshan opened his eyes, glanced at Wang Hua, and took a step forward, as if he had completely grasped the situation present and was ready to capture these people alive.

"It's not easy to cultivate, it's a pity that you died like this at a young age, it's better to take refuge with me, I guarantee that you will enjoy endless glory and wealth." Wan Zhenshan smiled: "If you insist on going your own way, then it's no wonder to me." ”

"Three lives are reincarnated, and life and life are engraved with my life...... Ghost mound!"

The next moment, Wang Hua half-knelt on the ground, his hands touched the ground and sealed, and he snorted, and suddenly, the yin wind rolled up, and the earth began to shake again.

This gap is Wang Hua's corpse chasing sect mastery of the ghost mound technique in Chapter 6 of "Taiyin Ghost Seven Chapters", communicating the power of the earth, burying the heavens and the earth, burying people and ghosts!

The Onizuka's technique was unleashed at once, and several criminals who were close to each other around them all fell into it, and they were devoured by the earth and buried alive with a terrible scream.

Wang Hua half-knelt on the ground, chuckled in the face of Wan Zhen Mountain, and an invisible devouring force emanated from the crack, as if it was a pair of invisible ghost hands, and grabbed the flying sword in one fell swoop, pulling it into the crack of the earth and suppressing it.

"This spell is ......"

Wan Zhenshan roared, he never thought that this young Wang Hua was actually a Qi Refiner in the Exorcism Realm, let alone that the other party's technique was so wonderful, this hand of the ghost mound technique caught him off guard, and he knew how to crack it.

Wang Hua relied on this skill of the ghost mound can be said to be a trick that is eaten all over the world, since he stepped into the realm of exorcism, it can be said that he has tried and tested, and no one has taken advantage of his own ghost mound technique.

Wang Hua didn't expect the Onizuka's technique to be so powerful, and he actually accepted the opponent's flying sword at once, and immediately reversed the situation.

Wan Zhenshan was shocked when he saw Wang Hua perform the ghost mound technique of "Taiyin Imperial Ghost Seven Chapters", but he was the top master of the exorcism realm, he reacted quickly, bit his tongue violently, and the blood flowed out, condensing into a blood sword, with a strong masculinity, and bombarded in the direction of Wang Hua.

"If it were someone else, with your blood, you would definitely be able to make their primordial gods hurt, but it's a pity that it's me. ”

Wang Hua sneered again, and let the blood sword stab on his innate qi, only to feel a tingling pain in his spirit, it seemed that the Yuan Shen was seriously injured by the blood, but the next moment he ran the Taiyin view of the thought, and visualized the Taiyin Tianzun in the sea of consciousness, and he didn't feel the slightest feeling, and the blood sword hit the innate gang qi of the protective body, and turned into a pool of blood droplets scattered on the ground again.

"Even my boy's blood can't hurt him, among the small tiger and leopard army, there is such a powerful qi refiner, what kind of qi refining technique is he practicing? Could it be the past Burning Lamp Sutra of Buddhism? Only the past Burning Lamp Sutra can make the Yuan Shen really unchanged. Wan Zhenshan was shocked in his heart, and he had already set off monstrous waves.

As a qi refiner, he is also a master of exorcism, and in the face of masters of the same level, he will not fall behind when he asks himself. Although his blood qi is far inferior to that of a master who is close to the immortal manifestation realm, it is enough to deal with ordinary primordial gods and qi refiners.

The biggest disadvantage of the Qi Refiner is that the Yuan Shen is Yin and is afraid of masculinity.

And the blood of the human body is the most rigid and yang thing, just the primordial spirit that restrains people. Therefore, since ancient times, there has been a saying that the blood of black dogs ward off evil spirits.

Of course, if the cultivation realm is much higher than him, Wan Zhenshan will certainly not be able to deal with it with blood and qi, and if he encounters a realm that is too much higher than himself, he can only obediently admit defeat.

There is a saying in the Qi refining world, "One inch higher in the realm is boundless in height." ”

However, Wang Hua and him are both Qi Refiners in the Exorcism Realm, and now Wang Hua is not afraid of his blood at all, and what is even more powerful is that he actually drives the power of the earth and emits such a powerful power, which has to make him chill.

As we all know, the power of the earth is one of the most important elements that make up heaven and earth, and the damage of the primordial gods that drive the power of the earth is very great.

"What kind of qi refining technique did this person learn?" Feeling that the qi and blood he spewed out could not pose the slightest threat to Wang Hua, Wan Zhenshan didn't have time to think about it, he suddenly bowed down, released his qi, and walked against the wind, and with a violent flick backwards, bang bang, three or four criminals flew away, and he withdrew more than ten meters away, and he was about to escape from the Tianyuan Building.

This series of actions shows the strong strength of Wanzhen Mountain.

Facing Wan Zhen Mountain and wanting to escape, Wang Hua did not intercept it, but suddenly increased the power of the Yuan Shen to communicate with the earth, boom! The crack in the ground became bigger and bigger, spreading towards the end of the corridor, and it seemed that it was about to approach Wan Zhen Mountain.

A few criminals who were not afraid of death tried to stop them, but before they could understand what was going on, they fell into the cracks of the earth and were buried alive.

"Stop, brothers, stand back!"

Wan Zhenshan watched the concrete on the ground crack, and opened a crack, like a maggot of tarsal bones approaching him, he didn't have time to escape, half of his body had already fallen into the crack of the earth, and suddenly, there was a loud roar, and the sound was like thunder, reverberating layer by layer in the Tianya Building.

With this order, all the criminals retreated violently, ran violently, and in the process of escaping, they were swallowed up a lot by Wang Hua's ghost mound technique, and even this time, without exception, he was trapped in the cracks of the earth, half of his body was buried by the earth, and he couldn't escape.

"What kind of qi refiner are you?" Wan Zhenshan was trapped in the crack of the earth, looking at the staircase, Wang Hua, who was half-kneeling on the ground and touching the ground, screamed loudly, as if he was dying and struggling, making a last stand.