"What's going on?" the surrounding people looked at Murong Tian in the arena in horror. At this moment, they felt that Murong Tian was no longer an ordinary martial artist, but a fierce beast exuding murderous intent. To their surprise, something happened even more before their eyes, only to see that his severed right arm had regrown again. In a few moments, a new arm appeared.

At this moment, a white light flew out from the top of Murong Tian's head and once again submerged into the sword body.

"It turns out that he wants the recovery ability of this Blue Snow True Dragon Beast!" Wang Xing said secretly in his heart. Bixue True Dragon Beast is also a hundred existences on the continent's Warcraft Spectrum. The most powerful thing is not his power of ice and snow, but his ability to recover. The Blue Snow True Dragon Beast was sealed inside the sword body, and what was needed was this powerful recovery ability.

"In this case, it is an immortal existence at all!" blurted out some of the surrounding people. As long as there is a beast soul, then it is Murong Tian's hands, all his legs have been cut off, and they can be easily restored. In this way, you just don't die!

"You've already me off!" Murong Tian said quietly, throwing his Blue Snow True Dragon Sword into the sky. The Blue Snow True Dragon Sword suddenly turned into two in the sky.

"Murong Tian is not a true disciple of the Wang Clan's Martial Sect! Although the power of that kid's giant sword is huge, the speed of swinging the sword is not fast, and Murong Tian's sword is fast, and it is divided into two at this moment, and the speed is even faster!" said the scattered cultivators who were watching around.

The two Bixue True Dragon Swords, one on the left and one on the right, fell into Murong Tian's hands respectively.

"Peerless Technique, Double Dragon Spit Pearls!" Murong Tian said loudly as he waved his twin swords towards Wang Xing. Countless silver-white sword rays immediately appeared in front of Wang Xing.

Wang Xing's cultivation pace kept moving, dodging the sword rays, and the giant sword in his hand kept swinging, blocking the sword rays that came from the slashing one after another.

The fight between the two fell into a tie, and the figures of both sides kept slashing and blocking.

Wang Xing could feel a trace of bone-chilling coldness appear on his upper body, which was his Tongtian step and did not dodge the opponent's sword. The sword slashed through wounds on his body. While blocking the opponent's sword slashing, he used the power of the martial spirit in his body to heal his wounds. These wounds were nothing to him, after all, the green dragon stopped bleeding and quenched his body, making his physical body several times stronger than the physical body of an ordinary martial artist.

"What is the origin of this kid's proximity? He was able to tie with Murong Tian, the true disciple of the Wang Clan's Martial Sect?"

The longer Murong Tian fought with Wang Xing, the more frightened he became. This kid, in just a few years, his martial arts cultivation has simply improved by leaps and bounds. You must know that a few years ago, in the former martial arts inner door competition, he was able to kill him in an instant. Now, the swordsmanship is not only exquisite, but also the dexterous steps are extremely sensitive.

"Ordinary tricks can't deal with him!" Murong Tian thought secretly in his heart. The kid in front of him is so strong in martial arts cultivation that he is already on an equal footing with himself.

Wang Xing waved the giant sword in his hand, and one after another sword rays roared out, forcing Murong Tian to retreat more than a dozen zhang away.

"Seal!

The corners of Murong Tian's mouth twitched a few times, and his right hand wiped it on the sword body, and a ray of light surged out from the sword body of Bixue True Dragon. In the light, strange runes surged out of it. The runes kept moving, and then a roar came from the sword. The roar was earth-shattering, and the people around were suddenly frightened.

Immediately after, a fierce beast more than a foot tall flew out of the sword and stood in front of Wang Xing. The beast had pale blue scales, and in the sunlight, it emitted bursts of pale blue light like water streaks. The two red horns overhead, covered with small swirls, and their red eyes were staring fiercely at Wang Xing.

"This is the Bixue True Dragon Beast?" Wang Xing looked up at the huge giant beast, and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth. A white light flew out of the Tiandilan bottle, and then a white puppy appeared at his feet.

Seeing the white puppy, the surrounding people burst into laughter. The other warriors sealed some fierce beasts and unlocked them during the fight, so as to summon the fierce beasts out to help the warriors fight. This is the case with the Bixue True Dragon Beast Beast Soul, and I have never heard of a puppy being sealed in it as a beast soul.

"Hahaha! This guy is amazing! It's a puppy!"

"Hahaha!"

Wang Xing smiled quietly at the corner of his mouth.

"These people have no knowledge!" Xiao Bai pursed his lips and looked at the people around him with a rather unconvinced face. Suddenly, its size expanded rapidly, and its body half turned into a huge beast several feet high, and a huge tail swaying appeared behind it. The giant tail shook and shook the earth.

"This is no ordinary puppy!" Murong Tian thought secretly in his heart. There has never been an ordinary dog of this size, and it must have already cultivated the Demon Beast Inner Dan. But a dog was able to cultivate the Inner Dan, this kind of thing was simply unimaginable to him.

Roar roar roar~ Xiao Bai's mouth let out a touching roar, and he immediately fought with the Bixue True Dragon Beast.

"There are only two of us left!" Wang Xing sacrificed the Wang Xing giant sword, and with a turn of his right hand, he was facing Murong Tian is sword. Among the swords, a heavy wave of martial spirits roared. The waves advanced in waves, and the entire ground was reduced to a pile of ruins.

Murong Tian felt the strength of the martial spirit waves coming from the other party, and his heart was shocked, and he stepped on the ground with his feet and jumped.

"Where to escape!" Wang Xing roared, and the giant sword in his right hand was a sword towards Murong Tian. The sword roared out and struck Murong Tian's body hard. With more than a dozen bangs, Murong Tian smashed down to the ground. Immediately afterwards, there was a loud bang, and Murong Tian smashed a deep pit several zhang wide on the ground.

"Break the army!" Wang Xing roared, and his right fist slammed towards Murong Tian on the ground. A huge white fist roared out, with an earth-shattering sound of breaking the sky, and slammed into Murong Tian's body lying on the ground.

Poof, a cloud of blood erupted from Murong Tian's mouth, and when he looked down, the entire abdomen of his body turned into a blur. The powerful fist suddenly destroyed his entire lower body.

"Bastard! bastard!" Murong Tian scolded loudly, and his right hand hurriedly summoned the Bixue True Dragon Sword, wanting to rely on the beast soul inside the sword to heal his injuries. But Liu Yunze obviously didn't give him a chance, and another broken fist roared out in his right hand.

Murong Tian saw the fist roaring, and immediately panicked. This kind of fist technique can directly kill him! With a dozen swishing sounds, more than a dozen black-clothed people carried Murong Tian away from the lightning bolt.

The broken army smashed all on the ground, smashing a large pit several feet wide.

"These should be the patriarch's protectors!" Wang Xing looked at the dozen or so men in black. Among the Wang family's martial arts, the patriarch has eighteen Dharma protectors, and the martial arts cultivation of each Dharma protector is quite high. The eighteen Dharma Protectors injected the power of the martial spirit in their bodies into Murong Tian's body and hurriedly healed him.

"Xiaobai!" Wang Xing roared, and his body jumped and landed on Xiaobai's head. Suddenly, Xiaobai opened his mouth, and clusters of red light appeared in its mouth.

"What?!This is a holy beast bullet!" The faces of the surrounding warriors were shocked. I didn't expect this puppy to turn out to be a holy beast. Such a holy beast pill was actually able to be released. When it was, the sky was overcast. The holy beast bullet in Xiao Bai's mouth roared out towards the eighteen Dharma protectors.

The eighteen Dharma Protectors stood together in unison, their hands outstretched, forming a martial arts enchantment. With a muffled sound, the Holy Beast Pill smashed on top of the enchantment, bursting out with bursts of light. The Holy Beast Bullet directly broke the barrier of the eighteen martial artists! The Dharma Protectors smashed towards the gate of the Wang Clan's Martial Sect behind them one by one.

Wang Xing walked towards Murong Tian on the ground step by step. Because of his anger, under his footsteps, cracks appeared one after another that were shaken by the power of the martial spirit in his body.

"You, you dare to kill me!, my father won't spare you!" Murong Tian panicked. never expected that he would lose in the hands of this kid.

Wang Xing took a deep breath and slammed his right fist into Murong Tian's body.

With a pop, blood splattered, and Murong Tian, the true disciple of the Wang Clan's martial arts sect, was instantly killed under the fist technique of the Big Dipper Seven Star Fist!

Things changed like this, and the surrounding onlookers looked at Wang Xing blankly. This guy is really terrifying, he even fought a draw with Murong Tian just now, and in the blink of an eye, he killed Murong Tian under his fist, which is unbelievable. Murong Tian of the Wang Clan's Martial Sect was such a strong genius martial artist that he died in his hands in an instant. The crowd of onlookers grunted and swallowed a mouthful of spit.

Wang Xing quietly looked at Murong Tian's corpse, his body was floating in the void above the Martial Gate, his sword pointed at the Martial Gate, and said coldly: "Great Elder, your son has died in my hands, do you still want to be a turtle with a shrunken head?!"

It's not loud, but it's moving.

The onlookers of the Wang Clan's Martial Arts Sect stepped back one by one, looking at Wang Xing in the sky with a horrified gaze. None of them thought that Murong Tian would die here in battle! let alone that he would die at the hands of this miscellaneous disciple!

Wang Xing opened his right hand, took the Murong Tian's Bixue True Dragon Sword on the ground in his hand, and threw it fiercely towards the Martial Sect. I only heard a loud bang, and the Wang Clan's Martial Sect Elder's House suddenly rose into dust. With a boom, the House of Elders was reduced to ruins.

"Buzz!" a bell rang in the martial arts gate. This is the bell of the Wang Clan's martial arts sect to order all the disciples. At this moment, because of the destruction of the House of Elders in the Wumen, everyone panicked.

Before, the martial arts sect did not put Wang Xing in their eyes, but there were just some outer disciples. And at this moment, the entire martial arts sect can be said to be like a great enemy, and all of them are dispatched. One by one, the disciples jumped out of the door and stood in front of Wang Xing. In the blink of an eye, thousands of disciples appeared!