"Wang Zhongping~"

Wang Ying glanced at it and recognized the person at a glance, it was Wang Zhongping, the only innate martial artist of the Wang family.

The last time the saber-toothed tiger attacked the city, Wang Ying saw him, his strength was extremely strong, although he was not as good as Lei Zheng, Gao Wu, and Luo Yao, but he was also a master among the innate martial artists, and he was famous in the entire base city.

"Uncle~ Save me!"

Hearing Wang Zhongping's voice, Wang Yuanshan's dead face showed a look of surprise, and the whole person seemed to rejuvenate all of a sudden, and the figure said loudly while bursting back.

Wang Ying's face sank, but the spear in his hand did not lag in the slightest, the innate qi in his body surged, and the speed of the whole person soared all of a sudden.

"Whew~"

There was a sound when the light spear was waved, and the spear in Wang Yuanshan's hand was directly picked away, and then a stabbing spear technique directly penetrated Wang Yuanshan's head.

2 Stacked waves killed Wang Yuanshan, Wang Ying's figure also retreated rapidly, and then looked at Wang Zhongping who fell from the sky from a distance, his eyes were red, like a big lion before he went berserk, picked up Wang Yuanshan's corpse, and gently covered his eyes.

"I'm going to get his cramps and skins to avenge you two brothers!"

Wang Zhongping said word by word, the Wang family is not prosperous, there are not many members of the direct family at all, his brother died in the earthquake, and the two children left behind died in the hands of the Wang Ying in front of him.

"I told you to stop, you still killed him, you should have reached the innate realm, right?"

Gently putting down Wang Yuanshan's corpse, Wang Zhongping pulled out a long sword behind his back, his eyes were extremely sharp, but his tone was peaceful, like the tranquility before the eruption of a volcano.

"Kill him or not, you will kill me too."

Wang Ying took a deep breath, and in the face of such a top master who had been in the innate realm for a long time, Wang Ying also nervously clenched the spear in his hand.

"If you don't kill him, I might consider making your death more comfortable."

"It's not certain who will die!"

"I have to admire you, you are a genius, it has only been a few months, you have already cultivated to the innate realm, and if you are allowed to grow up, I am not your opponent."

"It's a pity, today your genius is going to fall in the wilderness, the corpse wilderness."

Before Wang Zhongping finished speaking, his eyes opened, and the whole figure suddenly burst out, like a gale, rushing towards Wang Ying in an instant.

The long sword in his hand flashed a misty halo, the tip of the sword spit out a sword light, the long sword was placed diagonally, and everywhere it passed, everything flew off the edge, without the slightest sense of lag, very sharp.

"It's not certain who lives and who dies!"

The Yuan Force in Wang Ying's body was running wildly, and the spear in his hand was also shining with bursts of light, but compared to Wang Zhongping's sword and mang, there was a bit of a feeling of the light of rice grains and the bright moon, and when he first entered the innate realm, the Yuan Force in his body was still too little.

"Huh~"

The long sword in Wang Zhongping's hand waved gently, and a sword qi flashed like a gust of wind, and everywhere it passed, the grass and trees flew one after another, attacking Wang Ying directly.

Wang Ying's body was rioting, and he didn't dare to take this terrifying sword qi at all, when he was on the city wall, he had witnessed the terrifying sword qi, sword qi, and so on.

These are all condensed by the innate qi of the martial artist, and they are extremely sharp, not to mention cutting these plants and trees, even cutting steel or something is like cutting tofu.

"Hmph~"

The corners of Wang Zhongping's mouth sneered slightly, and another sword qi swung out, and then the long sword in his hand was like a rising cold crescent moon towards Wang Ying's head.

"Spearmanship~"

Wang Ying's eyes widened, and he dodged this sword qi very embarrassed, and the spear in his hand hit Wang Zhongping's long sword in a straight line.

"Bump~"

A dull sound sounded, and the terrifying shock wave was like a hurricane blasting in all directions, Wang Ying took several steps back, and only then did he buffer this force, and the tiger's mouth holding the gun was slightly numb.

There was a cold light in Wang Zhongping's eyes, and he also took 2 steps back in succession, and the whole was slightly surprised, he didn't expect Wang Ying's power to be so strong.

"You should have mastered the invincible realm, otherwise, it is impossible for a person who has just entered the innate realm to have the strength of hundreds of thousands of catties, no wonder he can easily kill these people."

Wang Zhongping thought about it slightly, and found something in an instant, when he looked at Wang Ying, his eyes were slightly red, compared with Luo Yao, he Wang Zhongping was not bad at anything, but the difference was that he did not comprehend the invincible realm, and there was naturally a level difference in strength.

Luo Yao is the top innate martial artist in the base city, but he is only a master among the innate martial artists, relying on the strong enough innate qi to enter the innate realm for a long enough time.

Wang Ying didn't reply, just a blow, Wang Ying originally thought that with his current strength, coupled with the indestructible realm, he should be able to occupy an advantage in strength, but now it seems that he still underestimated this Wang Zhongping, the other party is an old innate martial artist after all.

"In this case, I won't be able to keep you~"

Wang Zhongping's figure flashed again, the speed of the whole person was very fast, the figure was erratic, like a ghost, and several Wang Zhongping seemed to appear at once, each holding a long sword, and a cold light shot over.

Wang Ying's figure also began to riot, the innate qi surging in the body, the invincible realm was fully unfolded, the terrifying sonic boom sounded in the wilderness, and the figure also flashed like a ghost.

"Keng~Keng~"

"Bump~"

The clanging sound of iron clashes, the dull sound of flesh colliding, and the sonic boom produced by the two of them being faster than the speed of sound, the friction between Wang Zhongping's sword qi and the air when he swung it constantly sounded in the wilderness.

The speed of the battle between the two was very fast, dozens or even hundreds of times every second, only to see that in the dense wilderness of the wilderness, the ignored grass and trees were slashed away by the terrifying sword qi, and then scattered into the distance by the huge impact.

"Boom~"

A sword aura swept over a large tree with a diameter of more than 2 meters, and the tree fell to the ground with a bang.

"Click~"

Wang Ying kicked on the trunk of a big tree, and the terrifying power of hundreds of thousands of catties was completely released, and the diameter of the trunk of the big tree was kicked off, making a breaking sound, and it fell down heavily.

Both of them were extremely fast, like two whirlwinds entwined with each other, and everywhere they passed, everything was swept up by this terrible whirlwind, and in the dense jungle, soon large trees fell, countless plants and trees flew, and a large open space the size of several football fields was cleared.

Before these big trees completely fell, the figures of the two soared into the air again, and the originally calm air, as the two of them continued to step on it, like a mixer, a gust of wind blew, and the air continued to stir up like ripples.

After a long time, the two figures separated, the corners of Wang Ying's mouth were bloody, and the clothes and combat uniforms on his body became tattered, like rags, and where they were broken, blood was constantly gushing out of scars, and even on Wang Ying's right chest, it was directly pierced by a sword.

Even on Wang Ying's head, part of the original five black hair was cut off, revealing the top of Wang Ying's snow-white head, which looked like a bald person, and the hairstyle became extremely ugly.

But at this time, Wang Ying didn't have the heart to care about his hair, the clothes on his body and the like, his eyes were staring at Wang Zhongping, and his eyes were burning with fierce fighting intent.

In the battle just now, Wang Ying himself couldn't remember how many times he had walked through the Ghost Gate, and the sword on his head, a little lower, Wang Ying's head would be cut off; The sword in his chest, if he hadn't reacted fast enough, this sword would not have pierced the right side, but directly pierced the left heart.

There is also a wound on the neck, if this sword qi enters a little more, Wang Ying's head will be moved, and as for the wounds in other places on the body, there will be even more, each of which almost kills Wang Ying.

"Whew~"

Wang Ying breathed gently, the vitality in his body was running, and the wounds on his body were suddenly no longer so painful, holding the light spear with both hands, his eyes became calmer, he knew that the more panicked he was, the easier it was to go wrong, and in the face of such a terrible enemy, he must be calm and calm.

"You are really a genius, a genius born for martial arts, but it's a pity that you only have two axes now, if you can make this combo a few more times, even I am not your opponent."

Wang Zhongping looked at Wang Ying, his eyes were full of appreciation, as if he saw a piece of jade, in the battle just now, several almost fatal wounds on Wang Ying's body were left in front, the more the battle went to the back, Wang Ying revealed fewer and fewer flaws, even Wang Zhongping could only leave a wound of flesh and skin.

But now, he is not in a hurry, this wound on Wang Ying's chest is very serious, and Wang Ying will definitely be greatly affected in the next battle, and if he shows a flaw slightly, he will be enough to kill him.

"That's a lot of nonsense~"

With a finger of the light spear in Wang Ying's hand, his figure flickered, and he took the initiative to rush towards Wang Zhongping.

"If only I could use three, four, five combos, but that's a big risk."

"A martial artist is a constant breakthrough between life and death, there is a big crisis between life and death, and there are also big opportunities, I have not been able to train 10 waves, maybe because of insufficient combat experience."

Wang Ying was very calm, and at this time he actually thought of using Wang Zhongping to oppress himself, sharpen between life and death, and face the pressure of death, so as to break through himself.

"I wanted you to live a few more minutes, but since you yourself were going to report to Hades earlier, then don't blame me."

A cold light flashed in Wang Zhongping's eyes, he originally wanted to delay the time and let Wang Ying shed more blood, which would be more beneficial, but now Wang Ying took the initiative to rush up, obviously knowing this.

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