Step on the sky like flat ground, and resist the wind on the clouds.

This is a means that can only be possessed by becoming a great master of martial arts.

Everyone was amazed for a moment as they watched Xue Jian step on the void and levitate in the sky at the same height as the Witch King.

Even the Witch King's eyes were stunned, he could feel Xue Jian's breath, and he was still far away from the Great Grandmaster.

But why the other party was able to fly in the sky, and was so steady, this is definitely not something that a small grandmaster can do.

As Xue Jian took off, everyone on the city tower was shaken, and the morale that had just been suppressed by the Witch King rose again.

On the other hand, looking at the defeat of the 10,000 remnants of the army, many people trembled physically and mentally, and in their cognition, the one who could fly must be the great grandmaster.

Suddenly, the Witch King's mind moved, and he saw some clues, and he found that Xue Jian's legs and feet had a circle of True Yuan power that rotated at high speed.

It was the power of these true elements that held him suspended in the air and made him fly in the sky.

"You know how to fly martial arts?"

The Witch King spoke tentatively.

Xue Jian smiled and said nothing.

What he performed was indeed a flying martial art, Ling Yunbu.

This Lingyun Step is actually an evolved version of Ling Bobu, and the minimum realm strength can only be cultivated when it reaches the True Yuan Realm.

The ultimate in the Limbo step is to tread the waves without leaving a trace, and the speed on land and water reaches the extreme.

Lingyunbu, on the other hand, is stepping on the clouds without a trace, which can not only fly in the air, but also greatly increase the flight speed.

Of course, the consumption of the power of the True Yuan by this flying martial art is very terrifying, and with the fact that he has just reached the realm of the True Yuan Triple, it is the limit of flying in the air for an hour at most.

"Trick up!"

The Witch King snorted coldly, grabbed it with his hand, and immediately a majestic spiritual power poured out, as if it was about to drown Xue Jian.

This spiritual power is so strong that Xue Jian has never seen it, his expression changed suddenly, and without hesitation, he took out his hole card, Haizun Ding.

A palm slapped on the tripod, Xue saw that the mantra continued, the big tripod rotated half a circle in the air, aimed at the witch king with the mouth of the tripod, and suddenly a monstrous wave surged out.

The Heavenly Sea Divine Water instantly dissolved the spiritual power of the Witch King, like turning into a sea Jiao with a huge mouth open, swallowing towards the Witch King.

The Witch King's face changed, and he said angrily.

"It's ...... Haizun Ding, you are the remnant of Haifeng Kingdom!"

Xue Jian didn't answer him, and continued to manipulate Haizun Ding and attack the Witch King.

No matter how strong the Witch King is, he is just a wizard with a fragile body, and once he is caught up in it by the Heavenly Sea Divine Water, he still has to die.

The Witch King knew that this great tripod was an artifact left by the sea god, and its power was amazing, so he didn't dare to resist head-on at this moment, but flew back quickly to avoid the surging tide.

The soldiers on the city tower, when they saw a face, the witch king was pressed and beaten by Xue Jian, and immediately shouted, and the army's heart was settled.

At this moment, the Witch King flew higher, grabbed the sky with his right hand, and said loudly.

"The thunder is rolling in the sky, driven by me. ”

As he spoke, the originally cloudless sky suddenly exploded with a dazzling thunderbolt.

The thunder was as straight as a sword light, and it was held in the palm of the hand by the Witch King, and with a rumbling sound, his whole person was like a god bathed in thunder.

When Xue saw this scene, he couldn't help but shrink the pupils of his eyes, he didn't expect the Witch King to be so powerful that he could hold thunder in his hand.

Under the horrified gaze of everyone, the Witch King held a thunderbolt in his hand, like a sword, and slashed towards Xue Jian.

Thunder shone across the sky and collided with the raging waters.

The crackling sound continued to explode, and the thunder melted into the sea water not only did not dissipate, but became more rapid.

Xue Jian's eyes flashed with determination, and he slapped the big ding, adjusted the direction, and led the sea water to the defeated 10,000 remnants below.

The blue waves of the sea are like waterfalls hanging upside down in the sky, and there are thunderbolts swimming on them, pouring downward.

The 10,000-strong army was suddenly frightened and their scalps were numb, and they hurriedly retreated.

The Witch King snorted coldly, waved his hand again, and slashed away with a thunderbolt.

This time, the thunder avoided the big waves and landed above Xue Jian's head, like a thunder punishment from the sky, making him unable to dodge.

Xue saw that his heart was stunned, and he was about to lift the big ding above his head, and when he blocked it with the Haizun Ding, Princess Qinglian flew up in the sky, and with a wave of her jade hand, the thunder dissipated in an instant.

When the Witch King saw Princess Qinglian, his expression sank, and he said angrily.

"Princess, as the inheritor of the witch god, if you don't protect your people, you will even help the abuse. ”

Princess Qinglian raised her hand and said to the Witch King.

"You are talking nonsense, you have killed so many people, you are the bad person who has done a lot of evil. ”

The Witch King took a deep breath and said loudly.

"The princess is simple-minded, don't be fooled by this thief's rhetoric.

He is holding the Haizun Ding, which is the remnant of the Haifeng Kingdom, and the great enemy of our Nanming Empire, can't you even distinguish between right and wrong?"

Princess Qinglian looked back at the big ding, and didn't know how to refute it for a while.

The Witch King continued.

"Look at these 10,000 soldiers, they fought bloody battles on the front line, killing the enemy for the country.

Princess, aren't they the soldiers of the Nanming Empire, aren't they your people?"

Princess Qinglian looked down at the exhausted soldiers below, and she couldn't bear it.

After all, she is still a simple little girl, her ideas are too simple, and she can't withstand the witch king's bewitchment with a few words, so she is at a loss for a while.

While she lowered her head and pondered, a trace of fierceness flashed in the Witch King's eyes, and with a flick of his hand, a thunderbolt and lightning roared out, like a long whip, rolling towards Princess Qinglian.

"Be careful!"

Xue Jian immediately shouted, pushed her away, and blocked her alone.

Princess Qinglian came back to her senses suddenly, and saw that Xue Jian was entangled by that thunder and lightning.

A crackling sound came out, and Xue saw that he was trembling all over his body, and black smoke came out of his head.

"Give me death!"

The Witch King seized the opportunity, shouted angrily, his body rushed forward, and his right hand grabbed the thunder lightning and pulled it back, pulling Xue Jian towards him quickly.

At this moment, Xue saw that he was delirious and couldn't resist at all.

Seeing that the distance between him and the Witch King was getting closer and closer, and everything seemed to be coming to an end, Princess Qinglian raised her hand to take off a hairpin on her head and threw it forward.

The hairpin flipped over, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a snake-headed staff that was a man tall.

There was a black mist from it, revealing a strange power that corrupted everything.

When the Witch King saw this staff, he looked shocked and immediately retreated, for fear of being contaminated with those black mist.

"Heavenly Witch Scepter!"

No one in this world knows the Heavenly Witch Scepter better than him, this artifact exudes a cursed death aura from the inside out, except for the inheritor of the Witch God, everyone else who is contaminated with it will definitely die.

Princess Qinglian flew away, and immediately reached out to pull Xue Jian back.

Her spiritual power radiated, dispelling the thunder on Xue Jian's body, and said in shame.

"Are you alright? blame me for being distracted, so you were shot. ”

Xue Jian shook his head with a smile and said.

"I believe in you, I believe that you have your own most correct judgment, the little girl will always grow up one day, and she must learn to be independent. ”

Princess Qinglian's face was slightly red, and she pursed her lips and snorted.

"I'm not a little girl, I'm a big girl, look at me. ”

As she spoke, she clenched the Heavenly Witch Scepter and swung it towards the Witch King, and a black aura of silence surged out, like a black dragon, swallowing towards the Witch King.