Wang Dong waited for the opportunity to move, and took advantage of the moment when the Xuantian Dao people's hearts were slightly shaken, and killed the opponent's eyebrows with one palm.

His body was in the air, light as a floating cloud on the sloping cliff, and with the attack of palm power, he even used the spiritual Dafa to launch an impenetrable soul-locking technique.

But how tenacious is the state of mind of a master who has advanced to the realm of heaven and man? Its Dao heart has long been harmonious and unhindered, and the mixed yuan is like a golden pill, shining brightly.

Even if the Xuantian Dao people were defeated by the hands of the second god general, and there was a flaw in the depths of their hearts, it was by no means that Wang Qi's energy was lightly shaken.

The Xuantian Daoist quickly came back to his senses.

He actually did not retreat but advanced, carrying the 'willow soil deer' Ren Ping in one hand, facing the king with the most powerful palm and the sharpest edge to kill.

"The great thing is like heaven and earth, but there is also ...... everything." The Xuantian Taoist chanted the Xuanao Hua Chapter, stepped down the rock wall in one step, resisted the wind, crossed out of thin air, and stepped down the stairs to survive.

"The sky is big, and the yin and yang are exhausted. The land is big, and the rigidity and softness are exhausted. Yin and yang are exhausted and the four seasons are perfected, and rigidity and softness are exhausted and the four dimensions are ....... ”

Xuantian Daoist is surrounded by a kind of mysterious artistic conception, urging the Xuantian Sect to send out the secret book of the Xuantian Sect "Xuantian Jingshishu", although he is stepping on the void, there is no air flow under his feet, but there seems to be a substantial ladder with his steps and spread.

"Although I was defeated by Wei Yuanwu, I can't be bullied by you!" The Xuantian Daoist reached out with one hand and swept towards the center of the king's palm.

This hand divides the two qi of yin and yang, divides rigidity and softness, and blends the heavens and the earth, which is really the essence of the Xuantian Sutra and the world, and Wang Dong's swift thunderous blow was dissipated by him into invisibility.

Wang Dong's attack did not stop there, he flew out at the same time. A plum tree has risen obliquely from the cliff. A plum branch was lightly broken.

At the same time as the palm power disintegrates. Wang Dong shook in the wind, and the plum blossom petals on the plum branches flew one after another, and under the coercion of the wisps of energy, they shot towards the Xuantian Daoist like plum blossom darts!

He waved the plum branch between his fingers, and this plum branch instantly turned into a divine weapon that has been tempered thousands of times, and in his hand it is no longer a plum branch, but a divine sword piercing golden cracked stones, like powder!

The sword flashed. Three 'swords' broke through the air, and the sharp energy roared.

Wang Dong divided the three talents of heaven, earth and man with three swords, disturbing the yin and yang of Xuantian Dao people, and under the power hedge, without the slightest sound of explosion, the plum branches shattered inch by inch, turning into powder and dissipating.

Boom!!! The two exchanged palms in the void, and the violent collision made the surroundings feel like bombs were dropping, the bluestone rock walls were shattered layer by layer, and the cobwebs were densely knotted.

Xuantian Daoist snorted coldly. The sharp gaze swept over Wang Dong, but he was not surprised in his heart. The other party's response was swift and calm, which exceeded his expectations, and he thought that with his current 'crippled body', it would take a lot of effort to capture the other party, and it would inevitably aggravate the injury.

The deal is worth the cost!

Xuantian Dao's mind was in a hurry, he just saw Wang Dong perform the 'Transformation Technique', and he temporarily made up his mind to get it! But how can the injuries left by Wei Yuanwu be idle?

The Xuantian Dao people didn't think that they could recover if they won the 'Transformation Technique', but they just had a trace of thought and wanted to reduce their injuries.

His figure fell immediately, his clothes moved, and he carried Ren Pingfei to the bottom of the cliff, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Wang Dong was shocked by the unpredictable palm of the Xuantian Daoist, and he used his true qi to defuse it as much as possible, but he was still pushed out more than ten zhang away.

This confirmed his speculation even more, and the other party's cultivation attainments were at least two points better than him.

But he also has no fear, if the Xuantian Daoist is at his peak, he is naturally not an opponent, once he encounters it, he has to retreat, but at this time, the Xuantian Daoist was seriously injured, and the loss of combat power was seventy-seven eighty-eight, and the injuries he suffered were obviously not equal, a drop of blood in the center of his eyebrows, and the air of decay overflowed, so that Wang Dong couldn't help but be surprised.

Wang Dong looked in the direction that the Xuantian Dao people had swept away.

"Which direction is Xuanyin Mountain? Could it be that the Xuantian Dao people are also rushing to Xuanyin Mountain?! Wang Dong's heart moved, and he nodded secretly: "Yes, the injuries suffered by Xuantian Dao people have no possibility of being cured by ordinary methods. Legend has it that the Son of Heaven of Yama has the ability to resurrect the dead with his eyes all over the six realms of reincarnation, and if Xuanyin Mountain really exists with the inheritance of the Son of Yama, it is really possible for him to recover, and even further cultivate. ”

Wang Dong unfolded his body and also rushed towards the direction of Xuanyin Mountain.

The Xuantian Dao people were obviously guarding against him, and after sweeping out for more than ten miles, the breath left behind by him could no longer be sensed, and he didn't know which route to change.

The 'Xuantian Sutra Book of the World' displayed by the Xuantian Dao people is exquisite, and the mysteries are profound, which is the only time Wang Dong has seen in his life, and being able to fight with him has been of great help to Wang Dong.

After all, there are not many opportunities for a great master to enter the realm of heaven and man, if he is in a perfect state, then this battle cannot be fought at all, Wang Dong wants to cherish this opportunity and learn more from the former.

But the Xuantian Daoist is obviously not a living Lei Feng, there is no way, Wang shook his head, he is an extremely free and easy person, since he can't feel the breath of the Xuantian Daoist, he shoots away in a straight line.

The closer you get to Xuanyin Mountain, the more and more martial arts people appear on the official road, and of course, there are many martial artists who don't take the usual path.

The appearance of the tomb of the Son of Heaven in Yama not only attracted the attention of the entire Jinzhou martial arts, but also many well-informed masters from other states also rushed over.

With the passage of time, the number and quality of masters will only increase.

Many people in the martial arts gathered in one place, naturally the good and the bad were mixed, and there were also many evil masters who knew that they could not fight for the treasure of the Son of Yama, so these people ambushed on both sides of the main road and plundered the martial artists.

Wang Dong came along the way, encountered several such incidents, and also rescued some people.

At noon on this day, passing through a small city, Wang Dong walked on the long street with a busy flow of people, only to see that as far as the eye could see, there were people in the martial arts with swords and swords everywhere, and he couldn't help but sigh at the prosperity of the martial arts in the world.

Suddenly, there was a commotion ahead, mixed with the clashing of blades, and the voice of a woman shouting: "Whore, deceive people too much, get out of my way!" ”

Just listening to this sentence, Wang Dong already understood that it was a scene of a thief molesting a chivalrous girl from a good family, and then he felt that this voice was a little familiar.

Wang moved up to a high place, and looked at the center of the crowd, where several young men and women were pressed and beaten by four men dressed in colorful clothes, and another young man wearing the same uniform and with an arrogant expression, shaking a folding fan, stood at the head of the bridge to watch.

Wang Dong saw at a glance that the woman who was shouting, dressed in red, bright as fire, was the 'red warbler' Cui Ting who had fought with him at the Dingzhou Martial Arts Conference.

As for the other young men and women, maybe they were Cui Ting's companions, he didn't know them.

A colorful man waved his palm power to disrupt Cui Ting's whip, and said with a smile: "A beautiful woman like you, following our young master, is where your future lies." ”

"Yes, when you and our young master have fulfilled good deeds and become immortals, you will know what bliss in the world is."

There were many people in the crowd, and some people were enthusiastic and wanted to step forward to save the beauty, but they were hurriedly stopped by their companions and scolded in a low voice: "You are crazy, dare to go against the people of the Shuangxiu Palace!" ”

Obviously, the name of the Shuangxiu Palace is extremely scary, and some of the people in the rivers and lakes present retreated on the spot, lest they suffer from the fish in the pond, even if there are some people who are not angry in their hearts, they dare to be angry but dare not speak.

The young master of the Shuangxiu Palace, who was standing at the head of the bridge and had an arrogant demeanor, looked down at everyone, and no one dared to look at him.

Seeing that the situation of those young men and women was becoming more and more critical, Cui Ting's long whip in his hand had been taken away by his opponent, and Wang Dong was about to make a move, when he suddenly heard a huge sound of gongs and drums.

The sound of gongs and drums opened the way, and a luxurious and gorgeous bronze sedan chair with sixteen strong men appeared in front of everyone.

This sedan chair is surrounded by warblers and swallows, there are as many as fifty or sixty people, each of them is a beautiful woman, some are graceful, revealing the breath of a mature woman, some are dressed as a young woman, and there are faint and young and shy in maturity, and some people are immature and delicate...... All kinds of beauties, like an exhibition.

Seeing the appearance of this bronze sedan chair, many people in the rivers and lakes present were dumbfounded, and some people shouted: "Proud son, the proud prince of the palace of the Lord of Hundred Flowers Valley has arrived!" ”

"The proud prince of Baihua Valley has a good show for the young master of the Shuangxiu Palace."

"Three thousand beauties compete for beauty, so fragrant and fragrant? The jade style is sultry, flying into the house of the Hundred Flowers Fairy! And the bronze sedan chair is also full of figures, under the cover of the gorgeous curtain, faintly see four of the graceful beauties, Gong Wei beside a young man, only to listen to his leisurely groaning, and then said: "Jiang Feiyi, you are becoming more and more unsuccessful, beauty is like a famous flower, the pursuit of beauty should be like raising flowers, you should be calm and careful, like you only know how to use despicable and inferior means, it really makes me feel sad for the Shuangxiu Palace, I am afraid that the Shuangxiu Palace is not far from extinction." (To be continued......)