"He's right, you have too much nonsense!" Wang Yin also showed a disdainful look at Wei Laosan.

Wei Laosan was so angry that he almost died on the spot.

"Since you are bent on death, then I will fulfill you!"

In the void, a ripple fluttered slightly, and more than a dozen sharp silver needles appeared instantly, as if they had traveled through time and space, and at the same time, Wei Laosan, who had been boasting about himself, crashed over like a cannonball, with endless murderous aura and anger, and a hideous face.

These needles are like a light breeze and drizzle, and they hardly make any waves, this is Lingwu Cultivation.

Not counting other aspects, just in terms of perception, Lingwu Xiu is more than one level behind Zhan Wu Xiu, Zhan Wu Xiu against Ling Wu Xiu, he can't even perceive where the opponent's strength is, how can he talk about victory.

However, there are exceptions to everything, and Wang Yin is obviously this exception, a genius who has not appeared for tens of thousands of years.

He could easily perceive the strength of Lingwu Cultivation, which was not hidden, dark, or invisible, but existed like a torch.

Lingwu Xiu wants to win through secrecy, which is a fool's dream.

Wang Yin's body shape changed, and he instantly avoided the dozen or so silver needles, and at the same time, the five fingers of his right hand flicked continuously, and ten strong winds rushed towards Wei Laosan.

"Little Zhan Wu Xiu!" Wei Laosan didn't care at all, in his opinion, even if the little Zhan Wu Xiu was good, how could he use their strength to pierce his own protection.

"Ahh

"How is it possible!" Wei Laosan was so frightened that he was about to pee, how could the flick of his fingers and the strong wind of the battle martial arts cultivation actually pierce his protection?

"Huh?" The other two Spirit Martial Cultivators also felt a little surprised, this Battle Martial Cultivator boy could actually break Wei Laosan's protective strength? What is the situation! This is not scientific!

They couldn't figure out what the reason was, but in fact, it was just Wang Yin who drove the mental attack.

"Damn! Damn! Damn, damn!" Wei Laosan was furious, he couldn't let a martial arts cultivator sneer at him.

His machete suddenly changed from two to two, two to four, and four to eight...... It's like a blooming chrysanthemum suddenly bursting apart.

"Ten Thousand Swords Kill!" "Lingwu Cultivation Superior Martial Arts!" Once it is unfolded, there are blades in all directions from the top to the bottom, front, back, left and right, enveloping the entire space, and it will never stop without cutting people into pieces.

"It's rare to see Lao Wei come up with this trick, it seems that he is really in a hurry!" The other two Lingwu cultivators didn't look anxious at all, in their opinion, Wang Yin's defeat was a matter of time, how could a battle martial cultivator be able to beat a Lingwu cultivator?

"Dang", "Dangdang!", "Dangdang!" ......

Just when the two Lingwu cultivators were arguing, there was a sudden crisp sound of weapons colliding, and from less to more, it became more and more urgent.

When they stared, they were all stunned!

The boy was stabbing the blades with his sword, and every time he stabbed a piece, the blade would burst into pieces with a bang.

"This is impossible?" The two Spirit Martial Cultivators looked at each other, and they both saw the horror in each other's eyes.

Although those blades were small and light, they were all implied with the power of the Spirit Martial Cultivator, and a Battle Martial Cultivator could actually be directly shattered with a sword? This was beyond common sense.

Wei Laosan was even more shocked that his mouth opened wide.

"How fast does it have to be to smash one piece at a time? The speed of a battle martial cultivator is actually faster than that of his spiritual martial cultivator?"

"The Dragon Divine Sword really has room for evolution!" Wang Yin used his sword to crack the opponent's sword formation, and at the same time secretly rejoiced in his heart, this Dragon Divine Sword was actually stronger when it was stronger, and the more powerful the move, the faster and deeper it could evolve.

The most important thing is that now the Dragon God Sword has encountered Lingwu Martial Arts, it can still evolve, that is to say, the limit of its evolution will not be at least in the Lingwu Cultivation stage!

Encountering such a magical martial arts, Wei Laosan was naturally unable to escape, so he died, and died under Wang Yin's sword, which sealed his throat with a sword.

"Look for death!"

"Damn it!"

The two Lingwu cultivators who were watching the battle finally came to their senses when they saw Wei Laosan's figure on the street.

The two of them are not idle people, and their reaction is faster than that of a rabbit.

One of them flicked a volley in the air, and a long dark green whip with a fishy stender wrapped around Wang Yin like a poisonous snake.

The other hand waved and shook a handful of pink powder to Wang Yin's girl classmates

This person is also a spiritual martial cultivator.

The most terrifying thing was the third Lingwu cultivator, he waved his hands, and an almost invisible silver thread shot straight out.

It was this silver thread thinner than a human hair, but it gave Wang Yin a real sense of crisis.

In his perception, the green whip and the pink poison combined were not half as powerful as the silver thread.

...... Quietly, Wang Yin's clothes were actually cut off a corner, although it was just a corner, but it was so silent, Wang Yin couldn't help but think of the legendary "please baby turn around" The fairy flying knife, white light together, human head, no, it should be the fairy head landing.

Wang Yin couldn't help but mention the 120,000 spiritual response.

As he dodged the silver thread, the stinking whip wrapped around him.

The pink poison turned his face crimson.

"It's hard to escape the palm of our hand!" made the whip's Lingwu Xiu's face pale.

"No, be careful!" The spirit martial cultivator of the silver thread suddenly had an alarm in his heart, and he only had time to protect himself with a silver thread, and the other one swung directly at Wang Yin.

The two silver threads were in the air, Wang Yin didn't pay attention to this Lingwu Xiu, but put all his strength on the Lingwu Xiu who dealt with the whip, and the Dragon Divine Sword turned up the raging waves, enveloping the Lingwu Xiu.

"Impossible!" The countless swords in Lingwu's cultivation body looked at Wang Yin without blinking eyes, and he fell down unwillingly.

Wang Yin knew why he was unwilling, because of the poison, because of the whip, the poison is the poison of the spiritual martial cultivation realm, and the general martial arts cultivators, especially those below the realm of the battle martial arts cultivation, are basically one to die, but it is precisely the most useless to Wang Yin, because with the purple yun stone infiltrated with the blood of the ancestral dragon, Wang Yin's resistance to poison is now amazing, even the poison in the spiritual martial cultivation stage is useless to him.

The whip was still slightly useful, but Wang Yin's speed was far superior to him, and he couldn't hit Wang Yin at all.

"Who the hell are you?" Although the Lingwu cultivator who used the silver thread was not injured, the young man on the opposite side killed the two accomplices so easily, which really worried him.

"Dragon's beard goldfish!" Wang Yin found these four words to be an excellent way to pretend to be forced.

"Dragon Whisker Goldfish!" Sure enough, Ling Wu Xiu's face changed, "Since it is a Dragon Whisker Goldfish, it is a misunderstanding, and this demon beast will send you away! He didn't doubt the authenticity of this young man's words at all, just a martial arts cultivator with such martial arts ability, except for the dragon beard goldfish, he really couldn't think of anyone else.

"Stop, will I let you go?" Wang Yin did not relent.

"What do you want?" Ling Wu Xiu's appearance made the Red Fire Sect disciples couldn't believe their eyes, and Ling Wu Xiu, who was usually arrogant, would actually whisper so low to this young man.

"What kind of weapon was the silver wire you used just now?" Wang Yin asked.

"That's not a weapon, that's my natal talent!" Although he was reluctant in his heart, Lingwu Xiu still patiently answered Wang Yin's question, which made the Red Fire Sect disciples even more surprised.

You must know that every Lingwu cultivator's own talent is their secret, even if it is a close relative, they may not be willing to reveal it, and now this Lingwu Xiu, who is arrogant on weekdays, is actually willing to tell this hostile teenager, it seems that he is really afraid of this teenager, I have to say.

"So this is your natal talent!" So what is your talent?" Wang Yin didn't realize it at all, but continued to get to the bottom of it.

"......" Ling Wuxiu's face turned blue, he was already extremely tolerant, this young man was still pressing step by step, did you really think that I was afraid of you, and it would be a big deal to break the net with you.

"Well, it's sharp!" Although he was angry in his heart, it became an honest answer when it came to his mouth, but he told this secret through transmission, and only told Wang Yin alone.

"It's really amazing!" Wang Yin exclaimed, and then said, "Take out your natal heart and let me take a look!"

"......" Ling Wuxiu's face had turned from blue to black, and he roared in his heart, "I can't bear it, I don't need to endure it anymore!" When it came to his mouth, it became a pleading, "I'm afraid it's not very convenient!"

"It's very convenient, there's nothing inconvenient!" Wang Yin nodded very seriously, looking at this spiritual martial cultivation with blazing eyes.

Ling Wuxiu felt that his whole face was twitching, no, his whole body was twitching, but in the end, he still took out his Heavenly Heart and handed it to Wang Yin tremblingly, although his heart was dripping blood all the time.

"You are very powerful!" Wang Yin sighed sincerely, he had forced this spiritual martial cultivation to such an extent, and he could still endure it, which was not something ordinary people could do.

"......" Ling Wuxiu's face distorted, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"Well, since you're so cooperative, then it's okay to keep only one arm!?" Wang Yin said lightly.

Ling Wu Xiu's heart sank to the bottom, and his anger finally erupted into the sky.

"Don't think about it!" Lingwu Xiu knew that Wang Yin was powerful, so he didn't dare to hold it up, but he was full of strength, and his spiritual power was surging wildly, and his whole body seemed to swell. The entire four silver wires were pulled out by him, which had exhausted all his spiritual power, and even overclocked, and a mouthful of blood spurted out suddenly.

When death comes, he is no longer afraid, anyway, it is a death, and before he dies, he will drag this arrogant teenager to die together, he thinks so and does this.