In the sword saint's expectation, if there was no Wang Yan to make trouble, he could have waited for the human face envoy to hand over Wushuang City to Dugu Ming, and then the human face envoy would be dead or alive with a sword.

It's a pity that Dugu Ming's chest has no ink, and he is full of pus, which is not useful at all, otherwise the Sword Saint would have killed this face envoy a long time ago.

"Sure enough, the ginger is still old and spicy! The Sword Master, who thought that there was nothing else in his heart except the sword, actually had such wisdom. ”

Wang Yan exclaimed, silently thinking in his heart how to escape from here.

The sword that seemed to be able to tear through the sky before destroyed all the confidence he had gained after killing the face envoy, and made him realize that the gap between himself and these top masters was far greater than he had imagined.

If it weren't for the sense of crisis in his heart that caused Wang Yan to attack with all his might, I'm afraid that the sword just now would have killed him.

However, even so, Wang Yan was still injured.

Not only did he strain his tendons with all his might, but more importantly, the terrifying sword light invaded his body, causing him to be seriously injured.

"Sword Saint senior, you think this is good. I worship you as a teacher, and I will settle in Wushuang City to assist Dugu Ming with all my might. With me by his side, Bu Jingyun and Qin Shuang are not vulnerable at all. ”

Wang Yan pondered for a while, and then said: "As long as the predecessors can kill the Xiongba, then the entire rivers and lakes will become the bag of the Peerless City." At that time, you and Dugu Ming will sit on the entire rivers and lakes, wouldn't it be beautiful! ”

"That's right, but it seems that such a person who doesn't care about changing the door wall will use it if it's you?"

The Sword Master sneered, his attitude extremely resolute.

"Since this is the case, then don't blame the younger generations for not knowing how to respect the old and love the young!"

Hearing the words of the Sword Saint, Wang Yan did not hesitate at all, his right hand clenched the Chixiao Sword, and with his left hand, he took out the poison dart he had obtained from Broken Waves before, and threw it out when the sword qi fell.

"Boom!"

The violent power was raging, Wang Yan slashed out with a sword and didn't even look at it, and threw down a cracking nuclear explosion. After the bullet, he took out the flying machine, jumped on it, and began to run for his life.

The strength of the Sword Saint is far beyond Wang Yan's imagination, and fighting against such a strong man is simply looking for death.

Wang Yan doesn't think that he has the protagonist's aura like Wang Yan, and he can't be killed no matter how he fights. His life is very valuable, but there must be no mistakes.

Wang Yan's escape was a bit unexpected by the Sword Saint, but after all, he was a first-class master in the martial arts, and the Sword Saint shook his hand to smash the poison dart and the splitting core ** while blocking Wang Yan's sword qi.

"Want to run?"

Looking at Wang Yan, who was flying out like a streamer, the Sword Saint snorted coldly, and an invisible sword light tore through the sky and came behind Wang Yan almost in the blink of an eye.

Wang Yan, who escaped out, naturally did not ignore the attack behind him, his feet stepped on the aircraft, and the muscles around his body instantly expanded like balloons.

Wang Yan, who had turned into a muscular brother, turned red, opened his mouth and burst into a shout, and the Chixiao Sword in his hand slashed down fiercely against the speeding sword light.

"Boom!"

The terrifying power tore everything around it to pieces, even the flying machine under his feet was not spared, turning into powder in the impact of sword light and sword qi.

Without the support of the flying machine, Wang Yan, who was in mid-air, fell straight like a kite with a broken string. However, almost ten meters above the ground, a flying machine that was almost identical to the previous one appeared out of thin air, adjusted its posture slightly, and then disappeared into the sky as a streamer.

Splitting nuclear explosions. Although the bullet was shattered by the sword qi, the fission state could not be stopped.

Wang Yan didn't know what happened to the Sword Master, but he definitely didn't die.

In the barren forest thirty miles away from Wushuang City, Wang Yan immediately sat down uncontrollably as soon as he landed. The skin that had been white with a little beige turned red, and then a large mouthful of blood gushed out and soaked the clothes.

Putting the flying machine into the empty ring, Wang Yan quickly took out a blood bodhi and stuffed it into his mouth.

The previous battle was hard to describe as brutal, almost a one-sided disadvantage.

The strength of the Sword Saint is not at the same level as Wang Yan at all, he can barely fight with the Sword Saint by bursting with all his strength, but even this is out of disadvantage, and even the flying machine is destroyed.

It's also thanks to Wang Yan that he got an extra spare in the Spider-Man world, otherwise it would have been really planted this time.

"Ma Dan, such a ridiculously strong master, why did he die in two or three episodes in the TV series?"

Wang Yan hated the root of his teeth, and the Sword Saint burped not long after he appeared, which made him seriously underestimate the strength of the Sword Saint. I thought that even if I couldn't fight, I could save my life, but I didn't expect that I could barely make two moves with the other party with all my strength.

If he had known that the Sword Saint was so strong, Wang Yan would definitely not waste time after killing Dugufang.

"Knowing oneself and knowing that the other side can win all battles, the ancestor will not deceive me!"

Wang Yan sighed, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood up.

Blood Bodhi is worthy of being a healing holy relic, after such a short period of recuperation, coupled with nanobots, his injuries have healed, and the rest need to be slowly recuperated.

After this loss, Wang Yan's originally slightly arrogant mind was restrained by him.

In this world, there are not only powerful masters like Sword Saints, but also shameless Xiao Yin Ratios like Absolute Heart, and even more powerful Old Yin Ratios like Xiongba, whose wisdom and strength are online at the same time. Wang Yan must be cautious, otherwise he may be planted at some point. After all, these people are cunning and cunning, and they can do anything to achieve their goals.

In the original plot, in order to let the mud bodhisattva tell his fortune, Xiongba did not hesitate to threaten the granddaughter of the mud bodhisattva. And after the matter was completed, in order to keep the news from leaking out, Xiongba even killed the mud bodhisattva and his granddaughter.

Such a cruel and crazy person, it is almost a sure thing to threaten Wang Yan with relatives and friends at all times.

As for the desperate heart, not to mention, that thing is despicable and shameless to the extreme, without any bottom line, and the moral level is inferior to that of the hero.

"It's annoying! The masters of this world are simply sick, and the various waves that have been beaten, and those who can't be beaten keep sending people to their heads, and as a result, they have sent the heroes up! ”

The more Wang Yan thought about it, the more angry he became, and he didn't know if it was because those masters didn't do their jobs, or because they were almost killed by the Sword Saint with one move.

After walking forward for a while, Wang Yan felt a little better depressed.

However, the sky is not beautiful, one black and one yellow two dogs do not know where to get out, jumping and jumping to play and play, and what is even more infuriating is that one of them actually climbed on the butt of the other.

"Why are you taunting me too?"

Seeing the scene in front of him, Wang Yan's nose suddenly turned crooked.

As the communication between the two dogs deepened, Wang Yan became more and more angry, and the more he looked at it, the more he saw the fire in his heart, and he flew up and kicked it in anger.