Without the spear spirit, the fire tip spear is no longer useful, just because in the propaganda of the Niu family, this is a treasure given by the Mighty Bull Demon King, even if there is no spear spirit silver dragon, you can't say don't want it.

In addition, the Coiling Dragon Fire Spear is a symbol of the identity of the envoy of the Niu family, even if there is no spear spirit silver dragon, it can still prove that the Niu family is a messenger sent by the Mighty Bull Demon King.

At this moment, this fire-tipped spear without the spirit of the spear is more symbolic, and after a little thought, the twelve princes decided to withdraw it for this purpose.

But even so, in the opinion of the Twelfth Prince, Wang Jue still wanted to destroy it relentlessly, and doing so was simply a complete killing.

Burst!

Seeing that the head of the fire-tipped spear fell, coupled with Wang Jue's verbal blow, the twelve princes were furious, opened their mouths and sprayed a mouthful of blood again, and their breath became more and more sluggish.

"Why didn't I think of this! The head of the gun is gone, it still doesn't look like a stick, and there is still a gun on the tail! While the nine-star sword is confiscated, I don't bother to bother, just sharpen it again. ”

Seeing that the twelfth prince vomited blood again, Wang Jue's heart was suddenly overjoyed, if he could directly anger this bastard, Wang Jue wouldn't mind, and add a fire to his heart.

Wang Jue was deliberately angry with the Twelve Princes, and his words were very relaxed, as if this fire-tipped spear that looked like a stick was his, and he couldn't care about what he wanted to do with others.

The eyes of the twelve princes were blank, and the originally bullish coiling dragon fire spear had now become this virtue, and he was already disheartened.

"If you don't speak, it means that you have no opinion, and I will start working! ”

At this time, Wang Jue was like an old woman with a broken mouth, chattering endlessly, and the more he said this, the more angry the twelve princes on the other side became.

"I'm really going to work?"

Wang Jue had a smile on his face, raised his hand and waved the nine-star sword suspended in the air, and the nine-star sword suddenly moved back five feet, at this time, under the nine-star sword happened to be the fire-tipped spear.

"Cut off the gun!

Wang Jue muttered, the muttering voice was not small, he intended to let the twelve princes hear it, and if he didn't make the prince of the Niu family mad, he would definitely not give up.

The nine-star sword seemed to understand Wang Jue's words, and as soon as he finished speaking, the nine six-pointed stars on the sword body suddenly released a ray of light, and then went straight to the spear of the fire-tipped spear below and slashed down.

It is worthy of the inheritance of the Wang family, just like cutting tofu with a knife, the gun grip of the fire-tipped gun is cut off with a brush, and the section is smooth and flat, which is not at all like the appearance of later processing.

At this time, it looks like the Coiling Dragon Fire Spear has become a stick, and it is not at all like a stick made of long *, as if it was originally a big iron stick.

"Oh, I'm really, I can't do this thing, Twelve Princes, you see, isn't this stick a little too long? You're so small, it's a little inconvenient to hold it!

Looking at the stick that the spear turned into from a distance, if you poke the stick and compare it with the twelve princes, at least one and a half of his height, Wang Jue had a plan, and immediately had an idea.

"Wang Jue, don't deceive people too much!"

The twelfth prince sat cross-legged in the air, making Wang Jue mock him a few times, the prince's whole body trembled, and after squirting a few mouthfuls of blood in a row, there was no blood on his lips at all.

"I'm all for your good, you can say you! It's not as tall as three pieces of tofu, it's not appropriate to use such a big stick, don't say it, I'll help you get it right first. Wang Jue looked at the twelve princes with a smile.

"Divide the barrel of the gun into two sections, and the two sections must be the same length, otherwise it will be more ugly to hold. ”

Wang Jue muttered to himself, raised his hand and gestured in the direction of the big stick, as if to find the middle of the big stick, so that the Nine Star Sword could be cut off later.

"I've calculated, Duan Cheng is just right, you don't use it for a long time, you just do it, Nine Star Sword, what are you still doing there? Quickly broke the big stick in the middle. ”

Regardless of whether the twelfth prince ignored him or not, Wang Jue was talking to himself, although the twelve princes did not speak, but Wang Jue found out that the other party made his angry lips tremble violently, and his face became whiter and whiter, white and scary, I didn't know, I thought it was a ghost.

"It's almost over, as long as the fire-tipped spear is cut in two, this twelfth prince will be half dead even if he doesn't die, okay!"

Wang Jue said to the twelve princes, as if he was talking to himself, but he was thinking about the other party in his heart.

After Wang Jue finished speaking, he raised his hand and pointed at the nine-star sword, and the nine-star sword immediately slashed down in the air, directly cutting off from the middle of the big stick that the fire-tipped spear turned into.

Wang Jue raised his hand and waved, and the two halves of the sticks immediately came together, and the position where the nine-star sword fell was just the middle of the stick, and the two sticks were not as long as they were short.

"Twelve princes, I'm not bad! Good people do it to the end, two sticks are done for you, and you have broken your coiling dragon fire spear, and you will be compensated for two sticks, and you have earned it today. ”

Wang Jue laughed, raised his hand and waved his hand at the two sticks, the two short sticks at this time, without a trace of the previous fire-tipped spear, flew in front of the twelve princes in the blink of an eye.

Burst!

The Twelfth Prince was furious, and once again opened his mouth to vomit blood, and a large mouthful of blood spurted into the air, and the sky above his head turned red.

The Twelfth Prince fell on his back, and if there was the ground behind him, there was no doubt that he fell directly to the ground, but he was still in the air, so he rolled directly to the ground.

Dozens of zhang in the air is nothing to a cultivator, but the twelve princes at this moment are different, at least they make Wang Jue faint angrily, if no one continues, he will definitely fall to the ground and die.

"My esteemed Lord Thirteen Kings, the four of my brothers implore the Thirteen Kings to kill Wang Jue. ”

The sophomore bear stood in front of the team, his eyes were on fire, staring at Wang Jue opposite, so angry that the roots of his teeth itched.

With the character of the sophomore bear and the other three brothers, the four brothers had already rushed up and fought hard with Wang Jue, but they didn't get the order, they didn't dare.

The twelve princes have reached the point where they are now, all for the four of them, if they weren't angry with the four brothers, they wouldn't have faced off against Wang Jue in person.

Several bears are straightforward people, the twelve princes are kind to them, they must repay the favor, the twelve princes fainted and fell to the ground, the sophomore bears couldn't stand it.

One step in front of the team, the sophomore bear turned around, and after shouting at the thirteen kings, his body swooped down directly, he wanted to save the twelve princes, even if he violated military discipline, he had to save the twelve princes first.

The sophomore bear is interesting, when he fought with Wang Jue in the east of the Hanfeng Sect, when the freshman bear fell to the ground, he also chased after him, but at that time he saved a corpse, but the life and death of the twelve princes saved this time were unknown.

Wang Jue didn't know whether the twelve princes were alive or dead, he didn't use his divine sense to chase after him, and he didn't want to do it.

Wang Jue is very clear about the current situation, once the twelve princes are defeated, there will inevitably be a big war next, he can leave with a girl, but the tens of thousands of disciples of the Hanfeng Sect cannot.

The two sides are only a hundred feet apart, once the big battle starts, it will be a melee in the blink of an eye, the other party is more than three times the number of people in the Hanfeng Sect, and when the time comes, the Hanfeng Sect will definitely lose.

In addition, the cultivation of the disciples of the Cold Peak Sect is generally low, this is not the twin peaks of the Cold Peak Sect, there is no snowflake array to protect it, in the case of three to one, it is difficult to say whether the Cold Peak Sect will be directly destroyed.

Based on the above considerations, while racking his brains to anger the twelve princes, Wang Jue was still thinking about a way to solve the crisis in front of him.

"Wyvern, how are you feeling now?"

After thinking about it for a while, Wang Jue didn't have a better idea, a cultivator battle of this scale was not something he could control alone, at this time, he really felt his insignificance.

Just when Wang Jue had nothing to do, the flying dragon came to his side, and the dragon head rubbed against him, Wang Jue turned his face to look at the flying dragon, and the flying dragon clearly showed his intimate behavior, which reminded him of the devouring battle just now.

Wang Jue was also confused, how could the sword spirit speak! After asking, he also knew that something was wrong, it was pure nonsense.

Wang Jue also ignored one point, although the Sword Spirit Flying Dragon couldn't speak, it would express its joy in another way.

The flying dragon was rubbing on him, but when he finished asking, the flying dragon suddenly flew to the level of Wang Jue's face, and the dragon head kept rubbing on his face.

The Wyvern only exists in the form of a soul, and although it looks like a real entity, it still looks illusory when you look closely.

The dragon's head rubbed back and forth on his face, don't look at the flying dragon's real body, but, with the imprint of his divine consciousness left in the flying dragon's soul, Wang Jue obviously felt the joy of the flying dragon at this moment.

"Feilong, don't think about being happy yet! the big battle is coming soon, hurry back to the sword!" Stroking the dragon's head, Wang Jue said kindly to Feilong.

After devouring the Silver Dragon, the Flying Dragon's body, which was originally just over two feet long, has now at least doubled.

The flying dragon couldn't speak, but he could understand Wang Jue's words, and his twice-sized body disappeared in two shakes, and in the next moment, the flying dragon cold snow ice jade sword appeared in front of him.

The moment the flying sword appeared, it quickly became smaller and flew directly into the storage bag, and at this time, the eldest sophomore bear shouted at the thirteen kings, and then chased after the twelve princes who fell quickly.

"Brothers, kill all the people on the other side, and whoever kills them will be rewarded. ”

In the face of the pleading of the sophomore bear, the thirteen kings will not be indifferent, that will chill the hearts of the four bears, take a step back, even if it is not suitable for a decisive battle now, he must express something.

"Sister Han Xue, hurry up, hurry!"

At the same time as the thirteen kings gave the order, Wang Jue followed closely and turned around, shouting loudly at Han Xue, facing the 90,000 cultivators of the Tuwu Clan, less than 30,000 disciples of the Cold Peak Sect were vulnerable.

With the order of the Thirteen Kings, the army of 90,000 Tuwu cultivators raised their hands at the same time and slapped towards the storage bag, and the moment 90,000 flying swords appeared in front of them, 90,000 people raised their hands at the same time and waved, and 90,000 flying swords swept straight towards the disciples of the Cold Peak Sect on the opposite side.