Whew!

The glass on the cat's eye was shattered at once, and countless glass residues were wrapped in a hidden brilliance, with murderous intent.

Wang Yong's head was on the side, avoiding the sword light.

A sneer of "hehe" sounded outside the door, and then the entire door panel was hit hard and flew up suddenly.

Wang Yong quickly retreated, and the door panel followed Wang Yong like a shadow. The person outside the door hid behind the door panel like a poisonous snake spitting letters, spewing venom at Wang Yong just when the opportunity was caught.

"Who are you?" Wang Yong asked in a deep voice, and at the same time slashed out with a palm.

The flight trajectory of the exhausted door panel suddenly changed and flew back upside down.

The person hiding behind just sneered and didn't answer.

Suddenly, a ray of sword light burst out from under the door panel, piercing Wang Yong's heart.

The sword light is ruthless, without much skill, but with a faint aura of simplicity.

It is very similar to the Wudang Thirteen-Style Sword Technique that Wang Yong learned.

Wang Yong's brows furrowed slightly, and the Xinyue Fox Soft Sword burst out, only to see a flash of firelight sputtering, and the Xinyue Fox Soft Sword failed to cut off the opponent's sword at once.

It can be seen that the other party is also holding a sword in his hand.

Bang!

At this time, the door panel hit the ground with a loud bang.

"It's you?!" Wang Yong finally saw the enemy in front of him.

With a smile on his face, he held a jet-black long sword in his right hand, but it was Zheng Rong!

In an instant, Wang Yong's shock was no less than seeing an alien visit. If he wasn't sure that he was awake at the moment, Wang Yong would definitely suspect that this was a dream.

Zheng Rong was still powerless a few days ago, how did he suddenly become a master?

"Isn't it surprising? Didn't you think of it? I just like to see you look surprised, it's really pleasant! Hahaha......" Zheng Rong laughed.

Wang Yong's face turned blue and asked, "Impossible." From an ordinary person to a master in just a few days, even cyborgs can't do this kind of speed! Unless the immortals in mythological stories are crowned! ”

Zheng Rong sneered: "It seems that your cognition is nothing more than that." But one thing you are not mistaken, I did get the title of Immortal. This is the life's work of a master of chemical strength! Isn't it powerful? ”

Zheng Rong said as he gently shook the sword in his hand. A flash of sword flashed in an instant, slicing the TV in the guest room in half.

In that flash of sword light, Wang Yong clearly noticed a faint trace of strength.

Zheng Rong turned out to be a master of strength!

Wang Yong couldn't believe it in his heart, but he had to face this fact.

"The lifelong skill of a master of chemical strength?" Wang Yong was suddenly shocked and thought of someone.

Fish old.

Last time, when Wang Yong was still in the dark energy realm, he was almost planted in the hands of the old fish who was already in the realm of transforming energy. And Yu Lao's doting on Zheng Rong, Wang Yong also sees it. Therefore, it is entirely possible for Yu Lao to sacrifice his skills for Zheng Rong.

"What did you do to Yu Lao?" Wang Yongdao.

Zheng Rong laughed: "What do I do to him?" As long as I say a word, he will give me anything, why bother! It's just that I used some tantric initiation methods, and I easily had a body of energy cultivation. And you have practiced martial arts for half your life, and until now you are still pitiful dark energy, envy or not? Hopeless or not desperate? ”

Wang Yong suddenly realized.

I see! It's the method of tantra! There are many strange methods in Tantra, and Wang Yong has also heard of this kind of Daigo empowerment method, but he didn't expect that it can really be realized.

But there is one thing, how can there be a reason in this world to get something for nothing? There are bound to be irreparable flaws in this method!

Wang Yong looked up and down Zheng Rong, looking for possible flaws.

Zheng Rong saw through Wang Yong's intentions at a glance, and sneered: "Don't bother. I admit that the sequelae of this method are not small, and the cultivation of the strength can only last for less than half a month, and then it will fall rapidly to the Ming Jin, and the life span will be reduced by more than ten years. But what does it matter? Don't say half a month, even if it's half a day, I'm willing! Because ......"

Zheng Rong smiled hideously.

"That's enough time to kill you a hundred times!"

After speaking, the sword in Zheng Rong's hand slashed out, and the air was shaken, faintly bringing the sound of wind and thunder.

It is indeed a genuine cultivation of strength.

It's a pity......

A smile flashed in Wang Yong's eyes, and he flashed sideways.

Seeing this, Zheng Rong thought that Wang Yong was already afraid, and the black long sword in his hand stabbed again and again, pointing, collapsing, stirring, pressing, splitting, intercepting, washing and other sword postures were extremely skillful, quite stance.

The benefits of the Wudang Thirteen Swords are here, whether you are an ordinary person who has never been exposed to swordsmanship, or a master of swordsmanship, you will soon be able to master the essentials. Because it is the simplest battlefield killing method, it is fierce and fierce, and it is not fancy. Although Zheng Rong has obtained the cultivation of Yu Lao, he lacks martial arts experience, and it is appropriate to learn the Wudang Thirteen Swords.

With the simple sword momentum of the Transformation Strength Realm, it is more than enough to crush Wang Yong of a Dark Energy Realm.

This is also the reason why Yu Lao let Zheng Rong come to take revenge.

The gap between the realms is like a moat, insurmountable.

"Wang Yong! You don't want to hide, the room is so big, where can you hide?! Did you think of this moment when you humiliated me three days ago? This is called retribution! Hahaha! Zheng Rong's offensive became more and more fierce, and every sword stab brought a slight thunder, as if there was wind and thunder in the void and the sword was in harmony.

The horror of Huajin can be seen, and the ordinary sword momentum driven by Huajin cultivation is enough to make the warriors under Huajin frightened.

Wang Yong just dodged, and from time to time he used the Moon Fox soft sword to block. It's just that the power shown when blocking is completely incomparable to Zheng Rong. There were several times when the soft sword in his hand was almost cut off by Zheng Rong.

The sword light was heavy, but in a moment, Wang Yong was forced to the corner of the room, and there was no room to dodge.

Zheng Rong smiled evilly, approached Wang Yong step by step, and said proudly: "Run again!" Look where you're going! It's really happy, I've lived Zheng Rong for twenty-five years, and I've never been so happy as I am today! I suddenly understood the feeling of the ancients killing people and drinking! Joyfully! ”

Wang Yong's face was gloomy, with a kind of checkmate determination on his face, he looked at Zheng Rong, and asked coldly: "I have a question that I have always wanted to ask, since I am already a trapped beast in a cage, can you tell me the answer?" ”

The corners of Zheng Rong's mouth slowly raised, and he smiled: "I know what you want to ask." That's right, I sent someone to kill all of your dozen brothers! Originally, I wanted to do it with you, but who knew that your shit luck actually survived. If you were willing to die obediently, how could so many incidents have happened in vain? What a disobedience! ”

Although he had known this answer for a long time, hearing Zheng Rong admit it himself, Wang Yong still couldn't suppress the anger in his heart.

"Is it because the Dragonspine team has discovered the clues of your Zheng family's collusion with the Orientals?"

"Isn't that enough?" Zheng Rong asked contemptuously. "How can our Zheng family's century-old foundation allow you low-level people who are peddlers and pawns to be shaken in the slightest? To be able to give you a happy life without implicating your family, we are already kind enough! Is there anything else you don't like? ”

"Kindness?" Wang Yong's face became more and more cold. "It turns out that the conscientiousness and lifelong struggle of so many toiling people are nothing but a charity in your eyes! It turns out that a dozen lives can't withstand a hidden danger that may threaten your family's power! It turns out that you are still high above and have never looked at the lower classes! I'm satisfied, simply satisfied! ”

"Hahahaha." Zheng Rong laughed wildly. "It's good to be satisfied! Next, let me personally send you on the road, and you can also boast to others under Jiuquan! ”

Zheng Rong said, a fierce color flashed on his face. The long sword in his hand quickly slashed down, and it slashed down at Wang Yong's head.

The momentum was so strong that the air was carried out of the vast wind blade, and the huge force was enough to cut Wang Yong's entire person in half.

But a scene that Zheng Rong didn't expect happened.

Wang Yong, who was already facing ashes and waiting to be killed, suddenly showed a strange and mocking smile.

Then I saw the moon fox soft sword in the center of Wang Yong's hand suddenly rising.

Sonorous!

With a sound of gold and iron, Zheng Rong, who originally had an absolute advantage in the battle between the two swords, suddenly couldn't hold the long sword in his hand at this moment.

I felt a strong force attacking continuously, as if facing a powerful impact drill, and the powerful force violently impacted on the sword body.

Breathing in and out, before the surprise in Zheng Rong's heart subsided, he saw the long sword in his hand explode violently, and layers of steel pieces burst out.

A sword forged by the method of refining steel was forcibly smashed by Wang Yong's sword.

In the blink of an eye, there was only one sword hilt left in Zheng Rong's hand.

"How is that possible!" Zheng Rong was shocked and looked at the hilt of the sword in his hand in disbelief.

Obviously, a second ago, he still had the advantage, controlling life and death. Why does the style of painting change suddenly after a second?

How could Wang Yong, who was held in his hands, suddenly have such unrivaled strength?

Wang Yong's eyes flashed, and he said, "Aren't you surprised?" Isn't it desperate? ”

Zheng Rong's face was like a withered tree, and he lost his soul: "Why? Why? ”

"Because I'm not a dark force at all! Because I'm also a chemical strength! Because I am the strength of my own promotion, not the false energy that you have obtained by relying on the side door! Wang Yong said loudly.

Zheng Rong raised his head in horror, his expression shocked: "You...... You're obviously dark! You cheat! You cheat! ”

Wang Yong glanced at Zheng Rong with pity.

The people who knew that Wang Yong's promotion and transformation strength were basically dead. The Zheng family's intelligence is too backward.

Wang Yong held a long sword and walked towards Zheng Rong step by step.

Zheng Rong retreated again and again: "Don't come here!" I am the eldest of the Zheng family, and if you kill me, you will have to bear the endless revenge of the Zheng family! Let me live, I promise you that everything before is not to blame! Aren't you asking for money? 100 million, I'll give it to you now! ”

It's a pity that Wang Yong was unmoved, and he was still pressing step by step.

The Heart Moon Fox Soft Sword glowed with bloodthirsty brilliance, just like Wang Yong's mind at the moment.

The blood debt of the eleven brothers should be paid with blood!

The people in the army have always believed in only one principle - an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth!

Laugh at!

The Heart Moon Fox soft sword stabbed into Zheng Rong's body with a sword.

"This sword is for Xiaohu!"

Laugh at!

Another sword pierced Zheng Rong's ribs.

"This sword is for Fang Wei!"

Laugh at!

"This sword is for Yang Lin!"

"This sword is for Xiao Feng!"

……

Sword after sword, Wang Yong was like a cold-blooded executioner, stabbing eleven swords on Zheng Rong's body.

Zheng Rong's flesh and blood were blurred, only his last breath was left, and he looked at Wang Yong with empty eyes, full of unwillingness and despair.