"I heard that you are the first day of pride on the Lingxiao Continent, your talent is against the sky, and you are the strongest in the same realm or even across borders, in my opinion, it is simply ridiculous, it is just the first day of pride in a small world, I really can't figure out what it is that can make you so arrogant in front of me, and today I will make you realize how ridiculous the so-called Tianjiao name on your head is!"

Dongting on the side sneered, his voice was full of sarcasm and contempt, it was just the pride of an indigenous world, and he was not worthy of such pride at all, and today, he smashed the pride in the heart of this hateful young man in white. Dusty ↗ ↙ Literature × Studies

The people present, including the strong men of the Donglai Saints, all wanted to see how strong the white-clothed young man who had captured the hearts of two peerless beauties was, and he dared to shout in front of the Donglai Holy Gate.

And Wang Ying didn't speak at all, I saw his footsteps step forward step by step, and in an instant, a heavy force was pressed towards the black-robed young man, making the black-robed young man's eyebrows slightly raised, a little surprised, the power exerted by a beginner-level saint could actually affect him, a high-level saint, and he was also a Tianjiao-level figure in the Eastern Holy Gate.

"Broken!"

Unfortunately, he is also good at dealing with this ability, but once the aura on his body explodes, that level of gravity can no longer affect him.

The next moment, I saw that the thunder and lightning light on the thunder man became even more shining This words, its whole person is transformed by thunder and lightning, and its whole body is like a thunder and lightning armor, indestructible, this kind of attack and defense ability, even against a beginner saint's Tianjiao figure, should be more than enough.

At the same time, the axe in the hands of the black-robed young man suddenly appeared in the hands of the thunder man, and this axe contained endless thunder power, which wanted to penetrate the void and cut everything.

Between Wang Ying and the black-robed youth, after all, there is a big gap in the realm, and at this time, people can already see that Wang Ying, who is bombarded indiscriminately by the black-robed youth, also shows a little difficult expression.

"The power of thunder and lightning is so strong, the weather in Crescent City seems to have been changed by him, in the sky, wind, rain, thunder and lightning, terrifying!"

The disciples of the Crescent Moon Palace, their eyes flickered slightly, and they were amazed at the strength of the black-robed young man, this kind of strength, I am afraid that it has far surpassed the palace master of their Crescent Palace, but I didn't expect that the powerhouse of the Saint Realm could be so strong.

That thunder giant axe, it seems to be unremarkable, but it is the moment when the thunderman swings it, but it can faintly make people feel a supreme power contained in it, only to see the axe flash, everything in front of the thunder man, all of them have been split in half, cracking towards both sides, and the castration has not decreased at all, and there is a feeling that it is getting stronger and stronger.

This power seems to be inexhaustible!

In the face of such a powerful force, only the king of the junior saint cultivation wins, how can he resist?

Wang Ying's eyes narrowed slightly, and in his hand, a giant sword also appeared, the sword of the king, on the sword body, flowing with brilliant brilliance, as if there was a flash of blood, in the face of the powerful giant axe, his figure, actually did not retreat, but advanced, actually, a sword stabbed towards the black-robed young man.

It's as if there is nothing in front of him to block him, like no one!

In the blink of an eye, people saw the axe light and the sword light intertwined, and then only a crisp sound was heard, and somehow, Wang Ying's figure bypassed the terrible thunder man and appeared directly in front of the black-robed young man.

At this time, Wang Ying slowly put away the sword of the king in his hand.

On the other hand, the black-robed young man saw that his figure only shook slightly, his eyes were as big as a ball, and at his throat, there was suddenly a blood line tied up, and the blood flowed down from his neck and flowed three thousand feet!

Then, the figure of the black-robed young man also slowly fell from the void!

One sword, Wang Ying only made one sword, ignoring all the swords, and directly took the life of the black-robed young man!

The blood left on the body of the black-robed young man suddenly dyed the white Crescent City into a blood-red color, and a trembling sword directly killed him, and the scene suddenly became a dead silence, silent, and a needle drop could be heard!

Wang Ying, who has a super pretending artifact as an auxiliary, is so powerful in the same realm, plus at the level of a saint, in the same realm, the gap is also huge, he has a perfect holy platform and many means, unless he encounters someone with the same strength as him, even if he is a high-level saint, he will also be killed by him.

But this does not rule out that there is a black-robed young man who is far beyond Wang Ying in his own realm, and there is a careless factor in it.

But this can't be completely blamed on the black-robed youth, no matter who it is, he would never have thought that he would be killed by a saint from the indigenous world with a sword, which is simply incredible.

It was precisely because of this that the black-robed young man died in the hands of Wang Ying.

The disciples of the Crescent Moon Palace were full of shock, and the people who came to the Holy Gate from the east could be described as extremely blue and iron-clad, the corners of their mouths twitched wildly, their faces were pale, and they were extremely unsightly.

Because just now, their Holy Son also said wildly, asking the white-clothed young man in the indigenous world to see what the pride of the Holy Realm is, and to let Wang Ying know that he is actually just a joke, and this proud sentence from above, at this moment, how funny it is.

Wang Ying directly killed the two saints from the Holy Gate from the East in seconds, and it was also a cross-border second kill, spanning two stages of second killing!

Even if he watched the ethereal memories of the battle, he was slightly stunned, but he quickly figured it out.

With Wang Ying's brother's top talent, there is indeed nothing surprising, his talent has surpassed most of the so-called heavenly pride in the Holy Realm, and the pride in the heart of the Holy Realm Tianjiao has been severely shattered.

But although she believed that Wang would win, she didn't expect him to win so easily, and the two battles were all in a second-kill posture!

The disciples of the Crescent Moon Palace, one by one, also recovered from the shock, it seems that Wang Ying is not only the first Tianjiao on the Lingxiao Continent, if he is put in the Holy Realm, he also has the qualifications to compete in the Heavenly Pride of the Holy Realm, but he did not expect that such a genius appeared in the Lingxiao Continent, which was simply beyond everyone's expectations.

At this moment, in the hearts of the disciples of the Crescent Moon Palace, only perverts can describe Wang Ying's terrifying talent and combat effectiveness.

"Ding, congratulations to the host Wang for winning the pretending to be forced and getting seventy pretending points. ”

"Ding, congratulations to the host Wang for winning the pretending to be forced and getting seventy pretending points. ”

"Ding, congratulations to the host Wang for winning the pretending to be forced and getting seventy pretending points. ”

The prompt of the super artifact sounded.

(End of chapter)