Wang Zimo was engrossed in watching Ning Cheng, but his heart was constantly thinking of countermeasures.

Before he took out his sword, he was blocked twice, and this Ning Cheng practiced defensive exercises, and he had to use moves to break the aura.

Thinking like this, he shook his hand and turned the sword back into aura.

Holding his palms weakly, he steadied his arrows, he looked at Ning Cheng, and his aura slowly gathered.

The next moment, he rushed straight towards Ning Cheng, opened his five fingers, and grabbed in front of Ning Cheng.

Not surprisingly, he caught the aura in front of Ning Cheng.

"Break the spirit claw, break it for me!"

With his loud shout, his five fingers gradually embedded in the mirror in front of Ning Cheng, and countless fine cracks covered the mirror, as if they were about to be unable to support it.

However, before he had time to rejoice, Ning Cheng had already condensed a long sword with aura in his hand, slashing at his neck from top to bottom.

"Hide!"

As soon as the thought came to him, he wanted to pull his hand back. But suddenly there was a strong force in his hand, which wrapped his hand tightly, and he couldn't break free for a while!

"He guessed what I thought, it's a trap!"

Wang Zimo instantly understood Ning Cheng's thoughts, and a chill instantly chilled his entire back.

If Ning Cheng had calculated all this from the beginning, then his combat experience could be described as terrifying!

"Survive with a broken arm!"

After less than half a second of thinking, he made a decision. A knife instantly condensed in his hand, and he neatly cut off his right hand, and he wanted to retreat.

But I was shocked to find that my feet couldn't move!

When he looked closely, it was the aura that was like an arm, grabbing his feet.

"Alas......"

The prince closed his eyes slowly, ready for his own death.

A trace of helplessness flashed in his heart, this is not as good as others.

At this moment, I only felt that my pride had collapsed, as the head of the Wang family, countless people who the Wang family were proud of, but at this moment, they were so completely defeated.

All the calculations had nowhere to hide in front of him, and they seemed so childish and ridiculous.

When the long sword landed on his neck, Ning Cheng stopped.

Slowly retracting the long sword and letting go of the aura that was imprisoning his feet, Ning Cheng smiled and took a step back: "You still have two more chances." ”

Holding the wrist that was cut off by himself, there were still drops of blood falling on it, and he opened his eyes suddenly, he looked at Ning Cheng in disbelief.

Such a good opportunity, he actually gave it up?

"Your ...... Wounds"

Ning Cheng deliberately groaned, picked up the broken palm from the ground, and threw it back to him: "Take it yourself, regulate your breath, you still have two chances." ”

Wang Zimo gritted his teeth fiercely, suppressed the emotions in his heart, connected his palms with aura, and immediately sat on the ground to recover the aura he had consumed earlier.

I kept thinking about what method I could use to defeat Ning Cheng.

He thought about it for a long time, except for the trick that the Wang family secretly transmitted, I am afraid that there is no possibility of hurting him.

Peeked at Ning Cheng, at this moment he was holding his mobile phone, sitting leisurely in his position, browsing the comment area of the news.

Lin Cuixiang on the side made him a pot of hot tea, and occasionally took a sip, how leisurely and leisurely he looked.

"Then use that trick!"

Now that he had made his decision, Wang Zimo swept away the previous defeat scenario in his mind, calculating where there might be any loopholes.

After a while, he stood up: "Second move." ”

Ning Cheng stood in front of him slowly.

A trace of hesitation flashed in the prince's heart, but he thought that there was one more chance, so he didn't hesitate for too long.

"A sword. ”

reported the name of the secret move of the Wang family, he tied his lunge sideways, and a sword in his hand was condensed.

Seeing that Ning Cheng didn't stop himself, he originally wanted to mock a few words, the secret moves of the Wang family are extremely powerful, as long as they are not disrupted by others, they are almost invincible.

But when the words came to his lips, he remembered his previous fiasco, so he swallowed it back.

"Condensation!"

Countless spiritual energies poured in from all directions, and the surrounding air suddenly increased a bit of fierce momentum. Even the sky was dyed with a strange bright red.

Ning Cheng looked up and looked around, and nodded slightly: "Yes, condensing the aura between heaven and earth, it can cause changes in heaven and earth, which is barely qualified." ”

The earth cultivator's indisputability, his humble realm, and his completely unattainable exercises almost made Ning Cheng forget the rules he had set at the beginning.

Anyone who wants to fight with himself must at least know the heaven-level exercises, and the most significant sign of the heaven-level exercises is that they can cause changes in the heavens and the earth.

The sword that Wang Zimo is wielding now, although it is very reluctant, can be regarded as a heaven-level exercise.

It was Ning Cheng's first barely qualified opponent since he returned to Earth.

"Slash!"

Slowly raise your sword and slash downward!

The aura that was originally confined to the sword body gushed out!

The aura swept through, and the mailbox, which had been smashed beyond recognition, was like a piece of paper, and countless cracks were cut out by this aura!

Ning Cheng looked at the scene in front of him and frowned slightly.

If Wang Zimo is allowed to continue, his store may be destroyed, even if it is a garbage heaven-level exercise, it has unparalleled destructive power.

"Town!"

Ning Cheng let out a low snort, and his thoughts quickly filled the entire office.

The aura that originally swept around seemed to have met a natural enemy, and it died down in an instant!

It's just that under Ning Cheng's deliberate control, he didn't let Wang Zimo's sword reduce its power.

He's going to defeat the prince when he thinks he's the strongest!

Destroy his will to fight!

"Heaven and earth are furnaces, and flesh and blood are materials. Secret Method, Ten Alchemy Bodies!"

A golden light covered Ning Cheng's body.

Running the exercises, he looked at Wang Zimo with a smile, and at this moment, Wang Zimo's sword finally fell.

Boom!

Click!

It was as if two voices were coming out at the same time.

The prince watched in silence as the sword in his hand broke in two, but Ning Cheng was unharmed, looking at Ning Cheng's outstretched hand, he even forgot to dodge.

It wasn't until Ning Cheng pinched his neck and lifted it up, and the feeling of suffocation hit, that he came back to his senses.

Hurriedly grabbed Ning Cheng's hand, wanting to break it open and breathe in the fresh air, but Ning Cheng's hand was like an iron hoop, and he never slackened.

"Let go of the head of the house!"

An elder raised his hand and a rocket struck, however, Ning Cheng didn't make any move, and the rocket landed on his body without any damage.

"Noise!"

Ning Cheng glanced at the elder, and before he could answer, a pillar of fire rose into the sky!

The heat was blazing, and the air was full of heatwaves.

After the pillar of fire disappeared, the head of the house did not leave even a trace of ashes.

Almost a moment before Wang Zimo was about to fall unconscious, Ning Cheng let go of his hand, let him catch his breath, and then clenched it again!

Wang Zimo could only watch Ning Cheng torture himself, but he had no way to fight back.

Grievances, unwillingness, and powerlessness, countless emotions surged in the bottom of my heart for a while.

After repeating this several times, Ning Cheng threw him to the ground.

"You just really made a serious move? ”

After speaking, Ning Cheng yawned boredly: "There is one last trick." ”