"Master He, it's been a long time! You can lay out such an anti-heaven formation! The time, place, and people are all accurate and in place, you are worthy of the name of Feng Shui master!"

When the middle-aged true Gu woman heard Wang Zixuan's words, she opened her eyes and found that there was a heroic and upright cold figure in front of her, who else was it not Wang Zixuan?

Ah Zan Song was secretly shocked when he heard this, Master Wang is so fast, this demon is also a feng shui master?

He Guozhang's eyes narrowed: "You are not bad, although I don't want to, but I also want to call you Master Wang, in the year of the weak crown, you have practiced to such a point, you can be described as a genius, even if I admire it, I sigh to myself!"

Wang Zixuan smiled indifferently and said noncommittally: "Give me Xie Tiangang's divine soul, I will let you go today, wait for him to be reincarnated, and let him settle accounts with you by himself!"

He Guozhang said with a sincere face: "He didn't tell me the whereabouts of the treasure, although the welfare of Huaxia has nothing to do with me, but that treasure is related to the secret of the Heavenly Dao, why don't we share it together, and join the Great Dao together, you now have this qualification, we are fighting back and forth, and the ultimate goal is not for this?"

Wang Zixuan groaned slightly, and said sincerely: "What you said makes sense, it's better to turn enemies into friends if you lose both! If you are dedicated to cultivating the Tao, maybe we will become immortals together! Who will know us in the other world, and we can still help each other, isn't it He Daoyou?"

The faces of Ah Zansong and the others present changed greatly.

He Guozhang lowered his voice, hugged his fists and smiled: "It's exactly what I want, the secret method of ascending the sun also has drawbacks, the thunder calamity is coming, Wang Daoyou has prepared early, tomorrow I will be in the mountain because of him, sweeping the couch to greet me!"

He suddenly said loudly: "By the way, they heard our conversation, so I'll leave it to you to deal with!"

"Slow down and don't send it!" Wang Zixuan smiled and clenched his fists.

The hearts of the people suddenly sank to the bottom.

The two of them turned around at the same time, but the next moment, the two of them had an extra knife in their hands in vain, and they were in one place.

When the sound sounds, the blade breaks.

He Guozhang sneered fiercely: "Sure enough, I want to sneak attack the old man!"

Wang Zixuan snorted: "I knew you weren't at ease!"

The two of them abruptly separated, and at the same time slammed the broken knife to the ground.

It turned out that Master Wang and the devil were deceitful, and Ah Zansong and others secretly breathed a long sigh of relief, but they didn't know if Master Wang could be He Guozhang's opponent.

"Then see the real chapter under your hands! Thunder comes!" He Guozhang suddenly opened his right hand.

Wang Zixuan suddenly flashed, came to the air behind him, and the jade-like four gods pattern mirror flipped between his hands: "The four gods are powerful...... Curse the evil!"

The four great divine beasts of the Green Dragon, the White Tiger, the Vermilion Bird, and the Xuanwu roared and rushed towards He Guozhang.

He Guozhang roared, and his right hand instantly turned into a sharp claw, breaking the souls of the four divine beasts and disappearing.

The spell couldn't keep up with the realm cultivation, and it was already difficult to hurt the other party, so Wang Zixuan put away the Four Divine Pattern Mirror.

He Guozhang also gave up the palm grenade, he couldn't hit the other party, no matter how strong he was, it was useless.

The two looked at each other and sneered, tacitly giving up the spell and fighting the enemy with fists and feet and speed.

With his left hand behind his back, Wang Zixuan fought the enemy with one hand and his fists and feet, although his strength was inferior, his speed was more than twice as fast as He Guozhang's.

The speed of the two was too fast, one would be in the sky, one would be on the roof, and the other would be in the courtyard, the sky was full of fist shadows, and everyone's eyes couldn't keep up, and finally they couldn't see the two figures at all.

"Old turtle, you can't catch up with me, haha, you can't hit ......" Wang Zixuan's voice came, and he saw huge holes in the wall constantly rumbling, and the two of them seemed to be demolishing their homes.

"Even if I can't kill you, you can't help me!" He Guozhang sneered: "I'll kill all your friends in front of you first, and help you cut off the seven feelings, you don't have to thank me!"

"Don't think!" Wang Zixuan said in a deep voice.

Hearing the conversation between the two echoing in the temple air, everyone was shocked.

Ah Zansong hurriedly crawled outside, it was better to die than to live, the eight surviving Da Lushi were scorched, and they scratched the ground and climbed out regardless of the image, and the middle-aged True Gu Po also held the leader of the True Gu Po and dragged it out desperately.

"Hey, ghost Wang De, aren't you dead?" Li Zhaotian said in surprise.

I saw that the ghost Wang De, whose face was covered with blood, smiled embarrassedly, used his hands and feet together, and quickly crawled over, and several yellow-robed monks came up behind him, and it was not only the ghost Wang De who pretended to be dead.

Li Zhaotian saw that everyone surpassed him, and he wanted to cry without tears.

There was a loud click, purple lightning fell, and a smoking crater exploded on the ground in the courtyard.

Then the thunder rolled.

Everyone suddenly heard He Guozhang's scream, and couldn't help but look back curiously, through the temple gate, only to see He Guo's figure, trembling all over, the hair on the top of his head was standing up and emitting smoke, and there were two daggers stuck in his back from nowhere.

Wang Zixuan picked up a tiger head knife of Lu Shi on his toes, hehe: "It's been struck by thunder, let you pretend to be 13!"

"Don't laugh too early, your thunder tribulation will come soon!" He Guozhang said hatefully.

"Where are the loyal friends now? It's a pity that Long Po saved you three times, and was injured by me and worried about your safety, so she rushed back to save you, but you lied to him and harmed him? The sky has eyes, and it will only split you as a beast!" Wang Zixuan sneered.

After saying every word, He Guozhang was annoyed and ashamed: "Stop!" He jumped and kicked Wang Zixuan in the air.

Wang Zixuan took a step back.

Unexpectedly, He Guozhang made a grunt, landed on his knees, and knelt in front of him.

"I don't give a red envelope until the New Year! It's useless to kneel!" Wang Zixuan said.

He Guozhang ignored Wang Zixuan's words and wondered, "How can my legs cramp?"

"It's hurt for a long time!" Wang Zixuan said seriously.

He kept hurting He Guozhang's liver with the "Jingwu Dingqi Finger", but he would not betray himself.

"Nonsense!" He Guozhang was annoyed.

The two disappeared without a trace again, and an arc-shaped pit suddenly appeared where Wang Zixuan had stood before, and rubble splashed.

Although He Guozhang shot angrily, the destructive power was amazing, but the speed slowed down, and he was hit again and again.

The two of them reappeared, He Guozhang was full of weapons behind him, like hedgehogs, and then looked at the swords and weapons in the temple courtyard, and it was obvious where they went.

"It doesn't make sense, everyone is in the Qi Realm, why are you so fast!" He Guozhang grinned and touched his back, a handful of blood, he couldn't help but be furious.

"Thanks to Master Liu Jialiang, we have nothing to do with each other, I taught him Tai Chi, and he taught me light exercises. Wang Zixuan exclaimed: "Huang Feihong's Foshan shadowless feet are worthy of their reputation, and they are used to run away. ”

"Believe you, a ghost!" He Guozhang said angrily.

Wang Zixuan showed an angry expression: "Do you want to delay the time to recover? I think so too, don't forget that you are bleeding, you will die if you exceed 1000cc, and those weapons seem to be poisonous!"

"You!" He Guozhang glared, and said inwardly: "I want to leave, you can't keep me!"

His face was pale, obviously he had lost too much blood, and the injury was not painful, and the blood he shed was not a normal color, Wang Zixuan's words were true, he was really poisoned, and he couldn't help but retreat in his heart.

"Would you be willing to leave empty-handed?" Wang Zixuan asked with a smile.

"What a cunning boy, let me take away the Soul Detention Lamp, it's yours!" He Guozhang restrained his anger and gritted his teeth and took out half of the "Heavenly Desolation Classic".

"I just need one thing!"

"What do you want?"

"Your life!" Wang Zixuan's face sank, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, and his momentum skyrocketed in vain.