"Cailing!"

An angry roar came from Wang Ying's throat, although he didn't want to forgive Wei Cailing for his betrayal, but seeing him killed by Ye Lang with his own eyes, Wang Ying's heart was also extremely uncomfortable.

Suddenly, I saw the fire rising into the sky, and people could clearly feel that the flames contained a terrifying power and Wang Ying's raging anger!

The last time Ye Lang escaped, Wang Ying was like killing him, and at this moment, all the killing intent on Wang Ying's body exploded, like an angry dragon in the midst of exposure.

This three-colored flame exudes an indescribable destructive power, and it is also mixed with a terrifying terrifying sword aura, which seems that even space can be burned to ashes.

"Whoosh!", Wang Ying's white-clothed figure disappeared in place in an instant, and Wang Ying was also drawing his sword in an instant, Taixuan Sword!

The Taixuan Sword shook at an astonishing speed in an extremely strange way, like a blooming blood lotus, faintly giving people a murderous feeling.

The frequency of shaking is getting faster and faster, so that everyone can't see clearly, the next moment, where the point of that sword will fall, the only thing they can know is that the target of the blood-colored sword is Ye Lang Undoubtedly!

Feeling that in the Taixuan Sword, the simple and gorgeous, like the sword intent that has been repeatedly returned to the truth, made Ye Lang's face change suddenly!

"I haven't seen you in a short time, Wang Ying has made progress again!"

However, Ye Lang is a high-level saint, if it wasn't for his carelessness last time, how could he have lost in his hands?

He is extremely confident in his own strength!

"I can't measure myself, and I'm wasting my king's time. ”

But at the moment when the king won his hand, an indifferent voice suddenly came from the heavens and the earth, this was the voice of the Thousand Transformations Saint King!

When the words fell, the power of the rules on the body of the Thousand Variations Saint King erupted, like a thunderbolt roaring, and the aura that erupted from the Thousand Variations Saint King at this moment, on the grounds of clues, was extremely terrifying, as if a single blow could win the king to complete destruction!

In the sky above the head of the Thousand Transformations Saint King, a vast and terrifying holy light flashed out!

The power of the rules is monstrous, like a thunderstorm from the sky, at this time, I saw a fist of the Thousand Transformations Saint King Feng lightly collapsed, a seemingly simple punch, but it was like the anger of the ancient god of war, as if all the power in the void was condensed in this palm, and the entire space seemed to collapse and collapse.

The power of this punch, to say that the void is a tear open, like a thunderstorm, can destroy everything.

"The Holy King of Thousand Changes, it really deserves its name!"

"However, he shot at a junior, this seems to be a ****, right?"

At this moment, Wang Ying's brows couldn't help frowning, and he had to give up the pursuit of Ye Lang, the holy power in his body was bursting out at the fastest speed, and the blood veins in his body were all rolling and roaring, and the extreme armed color hardening covered his whole body, and his body seemed to be covered with a layer of extreme metal armor, which looked extremely powerful.

However, after all, the Thousand Transformations Saint King is a top Saint King who has been famous for a long time, even though Wang Ying has many means, can he survive under the punch of the Thousand Transformations Saint King?

"Brother Wang Ying!"

"Master!"

"Master!"

Ethereal Memory, Su Daji and Sun Wukong, their faces all changed drastically, but it was obvious that the Thousand Transformations Saint King made a move too suddenly, and even a top Saint King like Sun Wukong seemed to be a little too late, and that attack was fleeting!

They only felt that it was too shameful for the Thousand Transformations Saint King to sneak attack a junior!

This can also be seen how much the Holy Gate from the East hates Wang Ying, and at any cost, Wang Ying will be killed accurately, even if the statement is affected, he will not hesitate to do so!

It seems that the Holy Gate of Donglai has regarded Wang Ying as the number one threat in the future, otherwise it would be impossible to do such a thing that damages his reputation!

The Holy Emperor of the East has given a death order.

Wang Ying must die!

"Boom!"

Thunder and tribulation fell from the sky, terrifying and domineering, and it was clear that he wanted to kill the king on the spot and win!

Like a thunderous fist, as if with a power of annihilation, at this time Wang Ying roared wildly, and in an instant, the sword qi was shocked, only to see the sword of the king guarding the sky above Wang Ying's head, to accept the baptism of thunder tribulation.

However, after an earth-shattering explosion, Wang Ying's white-clothed young man fell from the sky in an instant, falling at an extremely fast speed, and the clothes on his body became a little scorched, and his appearance looked quite embarrassed.

"Huh?" Seeing this scene, the Thousand Transformations Saint King couldn't help but let out a voice of surprise: "Under the blow of this king, he can still survive by luck, should it be said that his physical fitness is against the sky, or is it because of good luck?"

The Thousand Transformations Saint King didn't have time to think about this, he only knew that even if the king didn't die, he would definitely not have the strength to fight, and he was no longer afraid, and the rest, enough to pose a threat to him, was only that monkey.

"Master, are you alright?"

Sun Wukong's figure flickered in the air, and he caught Wang Ying at the first time, his brows furrowed, he stared at the Thousand Transformations Saint King, and was furious, as a top Saint King, didn't the Thousand Transformations Saint King even want face?

"Brother Wang Ying!"

Ethereal memories are also felt at any time, looking at Wang Ying with a dark face, her tears can't help but flow out at this moment, like pearls rolling down.

"Brother Wang Ying, is it worth being so impulsive for the sake of someone who betrayed you?"

"You also know that when your brother Wang Ying does things, he never asks himself whether he is worth it, he just asks for a clear conscience. Although Wang Ying was seriously injured, the corners of his mouth still outlined a warm smile in the face of ethereal memories.

"I'm sorry, Xiao Yi, I'm worried about you, I really didn't expect that the old puppet of the Thousand Transformations Saint King would do it!"

Wang Ying is telling the truth, as a top-level Saint King, the Thousand Transformations Saint King has his own arrogance, and he usually wouldn't make a move on a junior, but this time, it was beyond the expectations of almost everyone.

"You won't be allowed to do that next time. Ethereal Yi looked at Wang Ying, with a distressed expression, her heart was still beating "poof", fortunately Wang Ying's brother was still alive, otherwise, she didn't know if she could bear the pain of losing Wang Ying and live.

In Ye Lang's eyes, a cold sneer flashed.

"Even if my master doesn't make a move, I'm afraid you won't be able to survive today. ”

When everyone below saw that Wang Ying was not dead, their eyes showed a little surprise.

It was definitely a rare thing for a mid-level Saint King to not die under the bombardment of a top-level Saint King.