"You are the white-clothed Heavenly Master, how can you be so young, you already have the peak cultivation of Bao Dan?" A messenger looked as if he had never really understood the king's disciple, his face full of surprise.

The other envoys were no better, and they were all looking at the king's disciples, but all the true energy of their bodies poured out and turned into shields to prevent them from being suddenly killed by the king's disciples.

"It seems that you are the one who instructed Feng Qinghan and let Feng Qinghan force Lin Xiaoxiao to marry him, right? No, you are also the ones who listen to someone else's instructions, let the people behind you come out and talk to me." Wang Tu's eyes narrowed slightly.

"You are not worthy!" scolded one of the messengers.

But before he finished speaking, he heard the sound of a silver spear piercing through the void and piercing the air in his ears, which instantly pierced a large hole in his chest, and even the true strength of the body protection did not have any effect.

"Mole ants. "The king's left hand is holding a silver spear, which is the second magic power!

After stepping into the peak of Bao Dan, Wang Tu has been able to drive these two weapons at the same time for a long time, and his strength level has skyrocketed again I don't know how many times.

But when he fell in front of those messengers, he was surprised again.

Another move to kill an emissary?!

"Where did this guy come from? Could it be that which god realm old monster reshaped his face and suppressed his cultivation to the peak of Bao Dan?" an envoy imagined boldly.

"No, it's the Buddha bead on his wrist, his Buddha bead is a space magic weapon, which stores all kinds of heavenly treasures and elixirs, relying on these things, he can break through to the peak of Bao Dan in a year!" Feng Qinghan hid behind and exclaimed again and again.

"Is this your hole card? It's so disappointing to me, I thought there were at least a few gods, but I didn't have one. Wang Tu glanced at it and said steadily.

"Where is the turn of the messenger land to get your presumptuousness!"

The envoys were immediately furious, and they stepped into the air one after another, and the mana of their bodies surged, and they unleashed one after another.

But how terrifying is the strength of the king's disciples to control two weapons at the same time, and the instant speed of stepping out has already crossed twice the speed of sound, almost touching the threshold of three times the speed of sound.

Some supersonic fighters are nothing more than that!

Even a Transformation Realm Grandmaster like Feng Qinghan couldn't see a trace of Sammach at all, and only the envoys who had reached the Baodan realm could barely see a trace of afterimage.

But these messengers were also very human, in front of the speed of the king's disciple Mach three, they all quickly cast spells, and the sound of roaring in the sky came, and others looked at this deep forest, as if a fire had broken out, and the fireballs bombarded in turn, almost shaking the mountains, like a violent earthquake.

And when the spell disappeared, a fireball was violently slashed, and the king disciple stepped from the middle of the fireball, and the red crystal long sword in his hand emitted a red cold glow, and slashed again and again, no matter how many spells there were, it was a matter of being slashed by a sword.

However, the frequency of this spell is indeed very high, and almost in the blink of an eye, hundreds or thousands of attacks will come in, and even the speed of the king's slash has also slipped through the net.

I saw a highly poisonous silver needle pass through the gap between the slashes and instantly hit the king's body.

"Hit! This is one of the most poisonous poisons in the world, it is the Baodan Heavenly Master, and if he is hit, he will be seriously injured, and if he is not treated, he will die in less than half an hour......

Before the messenger was happy, he saw that the king's aura was bursting, and the silver needle that pierced his shoulder was forced out alive, and even flew backwards and struck another messenger, and the messenger fell immediately after being stabbed, and his face was haggard, and he was as weak as an old man of seventy or eighty years old.

"How is that possible?"

"It's a spirit! His physical body is not a mortal body, it's a spirit body! A poisonous needle is useless!" a discerning messenger suddenly exclaimed.

"Spirits?!" all the messengers gasped.

Because the spirit body is too rare, it is the country of Huaguo, which has a long martial arts heritage, and there are only a few people who have a spirit body, each of whom is a super strong person who has not been born for a hundred years in the mountains and forests, and the most famous one in modern times is only Qi Shi, which still has a great opportunity.

As for the direct recasting of the physical body like the Wang Disciple, it is even more unheard of to be no different from the innate spirit body.

"Then fight with martial arts!" Several messengers stepped out, and the muscles and flesh of their bodies were connected together like steel bars, unshakable, and they suddenly stepped out, bombarding like heavy cannonballs, with unparalleled killing intent.

But in the face of these envoys, Wang Tu quietly waved the red crystal long sword in his right hand, and this sword was cut out, that is, the entire heaven and earth were split with a gesture, and the brilliant crimson sword swept through the entire mountain forest, and everywhere he passed was cut off in the sky, that is, several messengers hiding in the rear were cut off together.

Kill ten messengers with one sword!

From the time the king disciples came to the land of the messengers, less than a minute had passed, and more than twenty messengers had been killed, which was unimaginable in the eyes of any person.

"Bastard, what kind of monster did you provoke back!" the messenger who had said at first that the king didn't care shouted wildly.

Before he could finish his sentence, several more messengers were killed by the king's sword.

"I originally thought that he had died under Tianzhu's ICBM, who knew that he didn't die, and his cultivation had improved so much!" Feng Qinghan said aggrievedly.

The envoys almost wanted to kill Feng Qinghan directly to vent their hatred, and they actually caused such a big trouble.

However, what surprised Wang Tu was that the envoys of this messenger land turned out to be the realm of the Heavenly Master of Baodan, even if many of them were Xiaocheng, but there were at least hundreds of Heavenly Masters here, and such a huge tree was unimaginable to the people, even if it was the Yin Ghost Sect, I was afraid that it did not have such a rich background.

And what is even more strange is that the techniques and martial arts they use, and even the shields formed by transporting true strength, are completely different from what Wang Tu has seen in the people, and it is more like a modified one.

"Immortal law?" Wang Tu whispered.

"You also know the Immortal Law?"

The ears of those messengers were so terrifying that they instantly caught the voice of the king's disciples, and they were all more surprised than the other.

"It seems that I really didn't come in vain, there are really immortals left in the mortal world!"

Wang Tu smiled lightly, since he saw this space magic weapon Buddha bead, as well as the life-saving magic weapon on Feng Qinghan's body, he concluded that it was not the level of refining weapons that the earth in this end of the law era could have, but it was not good for him to doubt it without a basis.

Now seeing this group of messengers, he immediately confirmed the existence of the immortal gate.

Xianmen means that it belongs to the world of cultivating immortals and is connected to all races in the universe, but this immortal gate is still secluded on the earth and does not dare to go out of the mountain, but I am afraid that it will not be strong.

"Tell me about your Xianmen Dao, what is the intention of forcing Lin Xiaoxiao to marry Feng Qinghan?" Wang Tu shouted, and the long sword in his hand pointed at all the messengers, as if as long as they didn't say anything, they would all be killed.

"White-clothed Heavenly Master, since you know the Immortal Gate, you should know how terrifying the characters in it are, it is definitely not something that a guy of your level can afford to provoke, as the messenger of the Immortal Gate, we are just carrying out a mission, it has nothing to do with you, you just quit the land of the envoy, we can act as if nothing happened. ”

An envoy said nervously, the messenger land they had been operating for so long had been destroyed by most of the king's disciples in the blink of an eye, and if it continued like this, even the foundation would probably be lost.

"You're touching my people, but you're trying to make me act as if nothing happened?"

Wang Tu snorted coldly, and his murderous aura skyrocketed, now all the envoys understood, Wang Tu no longer planned to keep his hands, but wanted to kill them all!

"You're crazy! White-clothed Heavenly Master, we are the messengers of the Xianmen! We do things for the Xianmen, and if you kill us, you will offend the Xianmen!"

"Then let the people of your immortal sect get out and see me!" Wang Tu was stunned, and suddenly slashed out with a sword.

This sword almost poured out the strength of the king's disciples, and only a firelight swept through the sky, as if through the sky and the earth, the scorching sun and rainbow, and the entire mountain and forest were about to be smashed, and even this mountain seemed to be cut off by the king's sword.

Under this sword, all the envoys could only see a cluster of firelight, and then all the martial arts, spells, and horizontal practices were in vain, and they were all stopped and killed by the king's disciples, and even the divine souls were burned to ashes, and they died so much that they could no longer die.

A full five minutes passed, and the sword finally settled, and the loud noise slowly dissipated.

Feng Qinghan sat paralyzed on the ground, looking at the king's disciples coming step by step, as well as the fallen messengers in the sky, he never imagined that this young man in front of him would be so terrifying that he was not afraid of the legendary immortal gate, and even killed hundreds of messengers with a sword.

This guy is not a human, he is a demon!

"Don't kill me, I'll tell you everything about Xianmen!" Feng Qinghan begged for mercy again and again, completely without his previous arrogance, let alone greedy for Lin Xiaoxiao.

"No, I naturally get everything I need. The king said coldly.

In Feng Qinghan's frightened eyes, he saw Wang's palms unfolded, and there was a small white worm lying in it, as if stretching his waist, and suddenly, a pair of small blue eyes stared at him suddenly. ()

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