Wang Bing knew that this group of people was used to peace, so when they encountered danger, they even lost the most basic judgment ability, for such people, Wang Bing only let them know the strength of the enemy, maybe they knew their own strength.

So Wang Bing simply stood aside, watching Yama Luo walk towards the group of martial cultivators step by step, after all, the cultivators are an alliance, so the division of labor is clear, and it is easy to put on a fighting posture, just at this time, Yama Luo also came to them.

"Do it!"

I don't know who roared, all the martial cultivators almost used their strongest combat skills at the same time, and the training ground was suddenly full of dust, and even Yama's body was completely hidden in the dust.

After seeing this situation, everyone's faces were immediately full of smiles, in their opinion, this joint attack hit Yama's body, Yama Luo could not still have his life, but the next moment, the facts proved that they were completely wrong.

Yama didn't have any injuries on his body, a protective shield appeared in front of him, blocking all attacks, and the next moment, Yama's footsteps sounded again.

Seeing this, the formation of the alliance was suddenly chaotic, and many people had never seen such a powerful opponent, so they immediately lost the desire to fight.

"Die!"

A cold voice came out and entered everyone's ears, and then the scythe in Yama's hand flew into the crowd, and about twenty people were directly under the scythe, and they were all broken at the waist, and there were not even intact corpses left.

"If you don't have that strength, when you encounter a strong opponent, you can obediently hide in the corner, or get out of here quickly!"

Wang Bing's voice came into everyone's ears in a timely manner, and when everyone heard this, they quickly looked at Wang Bing on the side, and at this time, they remembered that they still had a Wang Bing.

"Wang Shao, please, save us!"

An old man suddenly knelt on the ground, this is the master of this sect, his strength is only one star of the martial realm, in front of Yan Luo is not enough to see at all, he is afraid that if he dies, then the sect will be finished, so he quickly spoke.

As the old man knelt down, many martial cultivators knelt on the ground one after another, and the only one who didn't react was Zhang Fang, and Wang Bing was not in a hurry, just looking at each other quietly.

At first, everyone didn't feel anything, but when Yama's footsteps sounded again, the people around couldn't stand it anymore, and a voice suddenly came out.

"Zhang Square, your mother, what kind of stubbornness are you giving to labor and management, don't kneel down quickly, or the old man will play your girlfriend to death, and it will be in front of you!"

After Juanjuan beside Zhang Fangfang heard this, she immediately felt that she was trembling, these people have always said the same thing, so Juanjuan is really a little worried about falling into that kind of fate.

"Your sister, Zhang Square, if you kid doesn't kneel down quickly, the labor and management ghosts will slaughter you!"

"Zhang Square, hurry up and kneel!"

One figure after another passed into Zhang Square's ears, at this time, Zhang Square suddenly felt that he was so humble, he had always thought that he was the pride of the alliance before, and he was also the only person who was likely to become the number one master of the alliance.

But just as he set his goal in the alliance, there were people in this world who were already looking up to the sky, and in front of these people, he seemed too small.

And when he was on the verge of life and death, Zhang Fang saw the status of his sect, he didn't expect so many people to be able to scold themselves directly, and whether death was coming or not, at least they had done it.

Finally, Zhang Pingfan's knees bent slightly, and then knelt on the ground, and the sound of his knees touching the ground seemed to be so heavy, so loud, as if it kept echoing in mid-air.

Zhang Square's face was as red as pig's blood, and his only self-esteem was crushed into powder by the desire to survive at this time.

After seeing the other party kneeling, Wang Bing couldn't help but sneer, what Wang Bing hates most is this kind of arrogant person, besides, with a talent like Wang Bing in front of him, how many people dare to be arrogant.

At this moment, the scythe in Yama's hand was swung again, and the distance between it and the crowd became closer and closer, and when they saw this scene, everyone couldn't help but close their eyes, and they had already seen the next scene.

However, the next moment, a crisp voice came into everyone's ears, and seeing this, everyone was stunned, and many people didn't even react, and then slowly opened their eyes.

They noticed that in front of Yama, a white figure had appeared.

Although it was much smaller than Yama, this figure was indeed so firm that everyone could feel that as long as Wang Bing stood in front of him, there was no danger that could threaten him.

"Jiuyang Sword Duel!" Wang Bing said secretly, and then stabbed directly towards Yama, and the nine great swords appeared in different directions around Yama at the same time, and then turned into Yama's body at the same time.

And the king soldier in front of Yama also struck out at this time, and a fire dragon suddenly flew out from the top of the lava, and it also instantly turned into Yama's body.

Wang Bing could feel that Yama's face was becoming more and more ugly, and a trace of steam began to appear from Yama's body, and after a few seconds, Yama directly turned into a wisp of green smoke and was bathed in flames.

"Look at it, this is the end of the evil cultivator!"

Wang Bing turned his head, glanced at the people behind him, and then rushed directly in the direction where the evil cultivator was, a huge fire dragon almost walked side by side with Wang Bing, and finally arrived in front of the evil cultivator at the same time as Wang Bing.

The evil cultivator hurriedly dodged and wanted to go to the side, but Wang Bing just looked at the other party's thoughts, and the spirit sword in his hand jumped, and the head canopy on the evil cultivator's body fell to the ground in an instant.

The face presented in front of Wang Bing was still the same familiar face, but this one was a little bigger than the previous grade.

Wang Bing felt that the age of these clones might be a bit like cultivation, and the higher the cultivation, the more his age might be about the same as his own age.

"Wang Bing, your talent is very good, I don't even look forward to becoming your enemy, but your time is running out, it's best to get ready quickly, otherwise, you will accompany your beloved ......" The evil cultivator looked at Wang Bing without a trace of panic in his eyes, but seemed extremely calm.

The cult cultivator was only halfway through when it came to an abrupt end.

(End of chapter)