Sashen, over Yang's house.

"Ahh

In the sky, the white figure was like a god of death, wielding the two long swords in his hand, the red and white sword light flickered and disappeared in the night sky, and with each flash of sword light, hundreds of monks died in the hands of the king.

A little more above the head, the king of people ranked ninety-nine, the king of poison, Weng Wenqing, and the king of people ranked ninety-seventh, the king of boxing, Jiang Shen looked at the monks who were killed by the kings like chopping melons and vegetables, and his face became more and more ugly.

Yang Yan hid in a corner of the Yang Mansion, looking at the sky in a daze, and the scene of the king fighting tens of thousands of monks with the strength of one person could not say a word.

I saw Jiang Shen open his mouth and let out an angry roar, giving orders to those sects.

"What are you doing, use the magic circle!Soul Locking Array!Ghost Sealing Array!Soul Shaking Array!As long as it's a magic circle of the sealing school, use it all!"

"I don't believe it, tens of thousands of people can't catch a single person?"

"Within two minutes, if you can't catch this royal disciple, I will remove you all from Lord Yang Yun!"

When those sect members heard this, they had no way to refute it, and they could only raise their hands immediately, and one after another talismans flew out of their hands, transforming into magic circles in the night sky, pressing towards the white figure.

But the speed of the king disciple was too fast, and the magic circle had not yet taken shape, and the white figure had already disappeared in place.

"Boom!"

I don't know when the king disciple who had already appeared above the heads of several sect masters smashed the dozens of sealing arrays with one kick, and then, he raised his hand, and the sword sword slashed out a sword light from top to bottom, and under the extreme slash that cut the space, bathed in that sword light, everything that was alive and inanimate was cut open!

"!"

Jiang Shen scolded, and on his face, the initial calmness, calmness, and contempt had all disappeared, replaced by unprecedented anger.

You know, it's been a full twenty minutes since he came to this Sapore, but after such a long time, let alone capturing this king disciple alive, he can't even injure him!

Jiang Shen couldn't understand why a monk in the Yuan Infant Stage could have such a powerful power?

Dozens of sword lights flashed again, hundreds of good monks died tragically in the air, the sword light disappeared, and the center position, with the white figure as the center of the circle, within a radius of two hundred meters, there were no living people to be seen again!

In the dead silence, Wang Tu raised his hand, and the red crystal long sword pointed at Weng Wenqing and Jiang Shen in the air, grinning.

"Next, it's your turn. ”

"You!"

Hearing Wang Tu say this, Jiang Shen's face changed, and when he was about to make a move, Weng Wenqing had already stepped forward, stretched out his hands, and clapped his hands gently.

"Amazing, although these monks are only the most rubbish in the hands of Lord Yang Yun, they are at least above the Jindan stage, and their cultivation is only higher than some martial arts monks on the edge of this immortal realm, but you are like cutting melons and lotuses, and you are indeed a little different from ordinary people's abilities. ”

"Surprised?" Wang Tu asked with a sneer, contemptuously.

"Hahahaha!" Weng Wenqing didn't show a little anger on his face when he heard it, but actually raised his head directly and laughed arrogantly.

"Wang Tu, you don't really think that with your cultivation in the Yuan Infant Stage, you can break through the encirclement of tens of thousands of people and the encirclement and suppression of the two human kings, right?"

"The king of people?" Wang Tu sneered, his face full of disdain.

"A lackey ranked ninety-nine on the list of one-man kings, how dare he call himself the king of people?

"Little ghost, what are you talking about?" Weng Wenqing asked, the corners of his mouth twitched when he heard it, and Jiang Shen on the side also had two bruises on his face, and he wanted to attack.

"If it weren't for your master, surnamed Yang, who spent spirit stone medicinal materials to promote you, I'm afraid that the two of you wouldn't even be able to match the ranking at the end, right?"

Probably because the sore spot was poked, Weng Wenqing and Jiang Shen glanced at each other, then looked at Wang Tu, opened his mouth, and let out a loud shout.

"Okay! Since you dare to speak so loudly, I'll let you see that the person who is on the list of human kings is not something you can afford to provoke!"

After speaking, he raised his hand, and black poisonous gas burst out from all around his body, scattering in all directions in the air.

The poisonous gas scattered in the air, gradually covering all the places around the king and disciples, within a radius of thousands of kilometers.

Looking at that scene, Wang Tu's blue pupils condensed slightly, raised his hand, and created a spiritual energy barrier, covering his body, resisting the erosion of the poisonous gas.

In the surrounding area, many sect members were touched by the poisonous gas, and instantly let out a painful wail, which turned into a pool of blood and dissipated.

But Weng Wenqing didn't care about it, but let the poisonous gas emanate from his pores, covering all the places above Sashen and Yang Mansion.

Looking at the air, the whole person was in the poisonous gas, and the king disciple who was confronting him, Weng Wenqing opened his mouth and giggled.

"Wangtu, you don't know yet, do you?"

"I, Weng Wenqing, why am I called the King of Poison!"

After speaking, he clasped his hands together, and Dao Dao aura burst out from his hands, and it was mixed with those poisonous gases!

"Poison gas alchemy!"

Yang Yan was horrified to see that the poisonous gas combined with Weng Wenqing's aura, and it actually slowly condensed in the air, turning into pitch-black demon-descending pestles stained with poison!

"Go!" Weng Wenqing raised his hand, closed his five fingers, and pinched it violently, and the hundreds of black demon slaying pestles shot towards the position of the king disciple at the same time!

"Boom, boom, boom!"

A roar sounded, and in the midst of the explosion, the white figure of the king slammed out of it and rose higher into the air.

"Old Monster Jiang, do it!" As if he had expected it a long time ago, Weng Wenqing opened his mouth and shouted loudly.

"Tsk, you don't command me. "The position in the air above the king's head, Jiang Shen has been waiting there for a long time, above his right hand, a golden fingered tiger glows with ominous brilliance, towards the position where the king's disciple rushed to, Jiang Shen raised his hand, clenched the finger tiger in his hand, and swung it down with a punch!

"Knock!"

Using the red crystal long sword to block Jiang Shen's punch, Wang Tu only felt that the right hand holding the sword, there was a tearing pain and paralysis from the position of the tiger's mouth, and the whole person was shocked back hundreds of meters towards the ground.

"Hmph. With a cold snort, the red crystal long sword slammed into a circle of sword light, and when Wang Tu was about to slash towards Jiang Shen, a sharp voice suddenly sounded.

"Yikes!"

Hearing this voice, Wang Tu's face froze slightly, and he turned his head suddenly, only to see that a hundred meters behind him, Yang Yan was bound by poison gas chains and hung in the air.

"How dare you!" Realizing what Weng Wenqing had done, Wang Tu's face was bruised, and the soles of his feet were a little, and he immediately turned around and swung a sword towards Weng Wenqing on his side!

"Bang!"

Weng Wenqing raised his hand, and the poisonous gas collided with the sword light, directly shattering the sword of the Wang disciple, he opened his mouth and said with a smile.

"Even if you have some magic weapons that ordinary people don't have, in the final analysis, you are just a monk in the Yuan Infant Stage. ”

"You are not qualified to criticize the strong people in our distraction period. ”

After speaking, the ten fingers on Weng Wenqing's two palms twitched violently, and the demon-subduing pestles turned into poisonous gas and dissipated, condensing in the sky above Wang Tu's head.

"Boom..."

Between the clouds, a pitch-black poison pillar with a radius of more than ten meters long and hundreds of meters tall was slowly revealed!

"Hahahaha!" Looking at the appearance of the black pillar covering the sky and the sun, Weng Wenqing opened his mouth and laughed insolently.

"Demon Casting Great Black Pillar! My strongest spell! Not to mention the Yuan Infant Stage, even the monks of the Distraction Stage will be crushed by this Black Pillar!"

"Die, outsider!"

After Weng Wenqing finished speaking, the black pillar fell violently from the top of the king's head, mixed with the power of destroying everything!

But just as the black pillar was about to press down on the king's body, there was a sudden crisp sound in the middle of the pillar, and a crack was split from the middle position.

"Smack. ”

Before Weng Wenqing could react, with that crisp sound as a signal, the entire Demon Casting Big Black Pillar actually shattered in the air like this!

"Boom!"

"Damn, what's going on?" Weng Wenqing looked confused and scolded.

Seeing this scene, Wang Tu's eyes froze slightly, he originally planned to use the power of the fourth soul class to escape, but he didn't expect that this black pillar would be directly shattered.

In the cracked black pillar, a majestic voice resounded through the heavens and the earth.

"Hahahaha! Weng Wenqing, I haven't seen you for thirty years, didn't I expect you to have fallen into bullying children in the infancy stage?"

Hearing this voice, Weng Wenqing's face changed, and he turned his head to look towards the location of the sound source.

In front of Wang Tu, a tall bald man in a white prison uniform, and a middle-aged man with many scars on his face stood on either side of Wang Tu, and the moment they saw this scene, Weng Wenqing and Jiang Shen, their faces turned pale in an instant.

That was once a powerful martial artist who had been locked up by Yang Yun at the bottom of the Five Heavens Town Demon Prison for thirty years because of his rebellion against Yang Yun, and was on the top of the human king list!

Ranked eighty-first on the list of human kings, "King of Force", Zhang Ai!

Ranked seventy-fifth on the list of human kings, "Iron King", Iron King Kong!

......

At the same time, in the center of the immortal realm, Yang Yun looked at the immortal venerable who was also looking at him, Xu Mingrui, and shouted with a pale face.

"I see, I said that the Five Heavens Demon Prison that has been immovable for thirty years, why can it be robbed by people, is this your method? Xu Mingrui!"

"The king of men to the king of men, you didn't want to win against me from the beginning, you just wanted to hold me back and wait until the prisoners in the Demon Suppression Prison went to save that king's disciple!"

"Xu Mingrui, thirty years have passed, why do you still want to stop me! Why can't you follow my plan and be sealed obediently!"

"Why the hell is that!"

Facing Yang Yun, who had become crazy and almost completely lost his mind, Xu Mingrui heard this, and a confident smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"What's the matter, otherwise you think you can do whatever you want in front of me in the fairy world?"

Then, he actually raised his right hand, faced Yang Yun, raised a middle finger, and said with a contemptuous and disdainful smile.

"Yang Yun, even if you step into the Tribulation Period, you will always be just a rotten person!"