Nangong Youyu was also shocked by Yang Tianlong's methods at this time, Yang Tianlong not only cultivated to be strong, but also understood the formation, this kind of amazing and glamorous and handsome peerless son, is definitely a good match in the minds of women in the world.

But Nangong Youyu knew that Yang Tianlong was likely to pass by her, and it was destined to be difficult to stay together in this life, not because Yang Tianlong had Zhang Xueyi, a fairy who was not like a mortal world, but because of an intuition, a woman's intuition, she had already guessed it when Yang Tianlong asked Wang Chuping to enter the ring.

She felt very uncomfortable in her heart, and a tingling sensation arose, but she knew that she was helpless, and being born in such a family was destined to become a funeral object for the sacrifice of family interests.

It's not that she hasn't resisted, but as soon as she heard her family say that the interests of the family are related to the future life and death of the Nangong family, she had to choose to compromise and accept the fact that she was arranged by fate, just because she was born in this family, she didn't want this huge Nangong family to collapse like this.

"Maybe it's not bad to choose a future husband like Wang Chuping, but I owe his mother a life." Nangong Youyu wants to make herself feel better and constantly enlighten herself, perhaps it is precisely because of her extremely optimistic attitude that she lives less tired.

"Boy Yang, no matter what, Shangqing Palace will not let you go." Saying that, Qian Feng took out a jade plate, and then smashed it with a hard pinch, and suddenly a message came out, and the direction was Shangqing Palace.

Like this, people who use the morality of heaven and earth to make a communication talisman who are not very transparent about the morality of heaven and earth will not be able to intercept this information at all.

Although Yang Tianlong knew the Dao method, his current cultivation was still too low to do so, and he didn't want to do it.

Regarding Qian Feng's actions, Yang Tianlong smiled faintly, turned his head to Wang Chuping in the formation and said, "Hurry up and solve it within ten minutes, otherwise there will be trouble later." ”

Wang Chuping heard Yang Tianlong's transmission, stopped talking nonsense with Pang Jiang, and used his whole body strength, and suddenly, a vast force flowed through his whole body like the birthplace of the surging river.

Wang Chuping is a Heavenly Desolate Holy Body, his physical body is extremely strong, he doesn't use weapons at all, and his whole body is the best weapon.

A punch strikes with the soft power of water, but with unparalleled strength inside, the space is quickly squeezed around in such a powerful punch by Wang Chuping, condensing.

Seeing this, Pang Jiang was not to be outdone, and took out a superb aura from the empty ring, the sword body was fiery red, as if it had been calcined by the flames, it looked full of murderous and aggressive aura, which made people feel ominous when they saw it.

"Man and sword are one!"

Pang Jiang kicked the ground, and suddenly a deep footprint appeared in the ring, and he was in the air, stabbing towards Wang Chuping, who came quickly.

Swift sword!

A murderous sword!

An indomitable sword!

But such a powerful sword is doomed to failure, because the other party is a super strong pervert.

When Pang Jiang's body was still two meters away from Wang Chuping, he suddenly discovered a major problem, that is, his speed was actually slowed down, as if someone was pulling his feet, not letting him take a step forward.

In an instant, he understood that this was the power of the other party's powerful punch, which seemed to be a simple punch, but it contained the morality of heaven and earth.

This morality was comprehended by Wang Chuping from the water, and with the softness of the water condensed into the most rigid power, in an instant, as Wang Chuping approached, the sense of oppression in the space became more and more intense, and most of Pang Jiang's offensive was directly unloaded.

"Not good!"

Pang Jiang secretly screamed, wanting to change his move again, but everything happened between the lightning and flint, and if he wanted to change his move, Wang Chuping didn't give him a chance at all, and directly punched Pang Jiang's sword.

"Bang!"

This punch directly knocked the sword in Pang Jiang's hand away, the master made a move, and the victory or defeat was often only between day and night, Pang Jiang's sword hit the formation, and it was a ripple and agitation, and it took a long time to recover to its original state, which shows the strength of Wang Chuping's punch and the power of the best spiritual weapon.

Originally, Pang Jiang would not have been defeated so quickly and so completely, just because he was already cowardly at the beginning, his morale plummeted, and in the face of Wang Chuping's indomitable and lifeless attack, he was afraid, but the more he was afraid, the worse he lost, and the closer he was to the threat of death.

"Die!"

Wang Chuping let out a loud roar and punched Pang Jiang again, who was thrown away.

This punch did not leave the slightest leeway, it was solidified, and there was no life.

"Bang!"

There was another loud bang, but although the thunder was loud, the expected result did not appear.

Pang Jiang was knocked out of the air, but Wang Chuping was also shocked back several steps before stopping.

"The best spiritual weapon - talisman armor!"

Wang Chuping smashed the coat on Pang Jiang's body, and the talisman armor inside was revealed. Seeing this, Wang Chuping's face became solemn, and the other party would not be so easy if he had a top-grade spiritual weapon.

"Ha Lu haha~~" Pang Jiang laughed wildly, looked at Wang Chuping with a hideous face and said: "Stinky boy, I let you be so proud, I have a talisman armor, and it is also a superb spiritual weapon, now see what you do with me, aren't you very strong, Ha Lu haha~~"

Seeing Pang Jiang's smug face, Wang Chuping couldn't wait to go up and beat him to death, but he knew that it had no effect, because Pang Jiang's cultivation was not on par with him, but he didn't have as strong a fighting spirit as him, so he was a little weaker in momentum.

Just when Wang Chuping didn't know how to be good, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw the sword that fell to the ground, red all over his body, dazzling, it was Pang Jiang's handle sword, the best spiritual weapon.

Wang Chuping smiled evilly at the corner of his mouth, jumped lightly, picked up the sword on the ground, and a little under his feet, like a falcon gliding into the sky, the direction of the sword is the direction of the prey.

Seeing Wang Chuping pick up his sword, Pang Jiang was suddenly shocked in his heart, his fist and foot kung fu was not good, and in the face of Wang Chuping's sword with all his strength, he wanted to dodge.

Wang Chuping naturally saw Pang Jiang's intentions, and swept the sword across, the tip of the sword just crossed the talisman armor, and suddenly, Pang Jiang's talisman armor appeared a deep mark, and if another sword was drawn, there would definitely be a crack.

"You ......" Seeing the hard mark on the protective armor on his chest, Pang Jiang's face suddenly broke into a cold sweat: "You can't kill me, otherwise you and your master will die without a place to be buried, and your beautiful master and wife will die of humiliation." ”

"Humph! Noisy! Hearing Pang Jiang's words, Wang Chu's face became a little colder, and he raised the sword in his hand and shouted: "Suffer death!" ”

Wang Chuping's long sword is like a rainbow, his sword is like flying, and countless unparalleled sword qi is vertical and horizontal, carrying the whirring wind, enveloping Pang Jiang layer by layer.

"Ah~~"

Pang Jiang Yungong resisted, but in the face of the sword qi of so many superb spiritual weapons, it was just a mantis arm as a car.

"Poof~~"

The talisman armor on Pang Jiang's body was cut into countless pieces in an instant, and pieces were broken, and Pang Jiang had already broken his hands and feet at this time, and blood flowed out without money.

For the first time and the last time, Pang Jiang felt the fear of death, his body gradually became colder and colder, his consciousness gradually began to blur, and his mind gradually lost the feeling of pain.