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Within a radius of two miles, it was the effective strike range of the magic weapon released by the monks of the Foundation Building Realm. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Therefore, just when Wang Dong was controlling the flying sword and had just flown through the gap in the city wall, the six Foundation Building Realm monks who were chasing him from outside the city released magic weapons almost at the same time.

Golden cymbals, blue spirit beads, red fire fans, yellow copper seals, black flying hammers, and green long whips.

In an instant, chasing Wang Dong's six magic weapons, the treasure light reflected each other, and the stirring qi waves rolled like a tide, and the low-level disciples above and below the city wall were blown to stand unsteadily, and tried their best to hide to the sides.

In the night sky north of the city, the flying cone of the sword looked back from afar, and suddenly sneered, Wang Dong, Wang Dong, six magic weapons are chasing you to fight, you have to shed your skin if you don't die, and you still want to catch up with me?

In the air in the city, the sound of an angry wind came from behind him, and Wang Dong did not need to look back to conclude that several magic weapons were coming.

It's just that what he fears is only a combination of magic weapons.

Now that his sword is flying in front, he is not at the center of the combined range of several magic weapons.

So what is there to fear?

A thought flashed, Wang Dong rooted his feet in the flying sword, Huo Ran turned around and single-handedly downward, "Chop!"

The palm fell with the sound, and the evil exterminating knife that flew beside him instantly made a big blue light, and he pulled out a piece of sky-high sword light, and flew out as if it was flying out!

"Boom Boom Boom ......"

A dense explosion sounded far away in the night sky.

The six magic weapons that attacked Wang Dong were swept away by the demons-destroying knife several zhang long. And with a long roar of the Evil Exterminating Knife, the blue light lost its color and flew back.

Wang Dong immediately spewed out a mouthful of bloody arrows, the wound under his ribs collapsed again, and his left hand caught the evil exterminating knife that shrunk and flew back, and when he turned his hand, two healing elixirs were covered in his mouth.

Although his painful face was distorted, with the help of the surging qi waves behind him, he flew out of the northern city wall in one fell swoop like a sword wave rushing into a lonely leaf.

"The six Foundation Building Realm monks shot at the same time, and instead of stopping him for a moment, they gave him a ride, damn it!"

The cone that flew between the two peaks turned around and cursed secretly, desperately controlling the flying sword and escaping.

The six monks who chased after Wang Dong were angry and shocked, this person could become the son-in-law of the Qingluo Sect Lord, if he was outstanding, his combat power was not much worse than that of Qingli, he really underestimated him before.

The six of them had the intention to put the magic weapon again, but the distance between them and Wang Dong was already four miles, which was beyond the effective strike range of the magic weapon, so they could only chase after them.

Half an hour later, more than 20 monks who rushed over after hearing the news, under the guidance of their disciples, set up streamers one after another and chased in the direction where Wang Dong and the others left.

In the blink of an eye, another two hours passed, and it was not far from dawn.

At this time, Wang Dong and his entourage, who were chasing and fleeing, appeared in a dramatic scene.

Fleeing to the far cone, Edgeworth flew slower and slower.

Wang Dong, who was chasing in the direction behind him, was less than six miles away from him.

And the six Royal Beast Mountain monks who were originally chasing Wang Dong have long been dumped and disappeared.

It's not that the speed of their sword's flight is much worse than Wang Dong and the cone, but that the previous accident happened too suddenly, and they didn't bring enough elixir to replenish mana in a hurry.

Of course, even if they brought enough elixir, due to the speed of refining the elixir into mana, it was far from being comparable to Wang Dong as Cone Yuan, and the final result was much the same as now.

Time passed quietly, and gradually, the sky began to white, and then a ray of light appeared, and soon, on the horizon of the glow, a round of red morning sun rose.

Looking at the vigorous rising sun, his eyes are full of nostalgia, and his sad heart is full of powerlessness.

Looking around at the air, there was no one except him and Wang Dong who were running away and chasing, and those junior brothers and sisters who supported him must have been on the way to come, but he couldn't wait.

More than ten miles ahead, there is the boundless Demon Ridge that stretches east-west direction, like a huge screen separating the wilderness and the north, lying between heaven and earth.

Looking at the huge two gaps in the Demon Ridge, Cone Yuan let out a long sigh, even if he died, he would never escape the death of the Demon Ridge in the wilderness, he only wanted to leave his bones in Beimang, which he loved so much.

Finally, he slowly turned his head and shouted to Wang Dong, "Make a move, use your magic weapon to give me a good time." ”

Wang Dong, who was chasing behind, was already less than two miles away from him, and he could use the green knife that killed him at any time.

And he, now that his mana is about to run out, not only can't he urge the magic weapon, but he can't use it to make the flying sword fly, and it won't last long.

He urged the king to make a move, but he did not beg for mercy, as a monk of the Sword Fu Gate Foundation Realm, he has his own wind and bones, in the case of defeat, he can escape, he can run, but if he wants him to beg for his life from the opponent?

So after saying a word, he turned around, and in the cold wind blowing in front of him, he remembered everything he saw in his sight.

Wang Dong flew behind unhurriedly, let go of the two waste pills in his hand and let them fall into the air, the mana just consumed had been replenished, looking at the weak little man figure in front of him, his voice slowly came out without a trace of temperature.

"I will naturally kill you, but before I kill you, I will make you suffer a thousand times between the despair of knowing that you will die and the reluctance to give up your life. ”

"You ......" Cone Yuan turned his head sharply, trembling all over, "You have such a vicious mind." ”

The king shook his head, and did not say a word, he often heard people say the words "happiness and revenge", but in the process of revenge, he did not feel the slightest pleasure.

Cone Yuan turned his head, took a deep breath, and then stepped on the rickety flying sword and landed on a mountain in front of him, he really couldn't fly.

The top of the mountain, where there was a dead giant pine, was the place he chose for himself to be buried, and the king flicked the sleeves of his robe, stepped on his sword and glided down.

The warm sunlight shone on the giant pine, Cone Yuan walked over step by step, stepping on the barren grass and dead leaves, he walked very slowly, and with each step, Xiao Suo's back would be more stiff.

Wang Dong followed behind a few steps away, just like a good friend who travels in the mountains and rivers, and said with a smile: "I have to say, the place you chose is really good." ”

"You see, the Fengdemon Ridge in the north is your tombstone, and the whole mountain at your foot is your grave, and in a few years, it will be green here, listening to the birds during the day, and there will be insects at night. ”

"But it's a pity that you can't see or hear this kind of beauty, because I will cut off your head, so that your headless corpse without ears and eyes will slowly rot little by little, and finally be weathered into a pile of bone meal. ”

Cone Yuan's hair was scattered, a pair of fists were no longer clenched, and every word Wang Dong said was like a steel needle piercing his heart.

Like an old man on the verge of death, he reluctantly moved his steps to the giant pine, turned to look at Wang Dong, who stopped a few steps away, and said dryly: "I am about to die, why do you have to deal with me so cruelly? Why don't you just kill me?"

"Cruel?"

The smile on Wang Dong's face suddenly retracted, "You also know cruelty, but have you ever thought about how miserable Qingli and Ye Xin, as well as my Xue'er, and Da Hong Xiaohong, they died unjustly." ”

Cone Yuan couldn't help but argue: "Ye Xin was indeed killed by me, you just have to avenge her, but how can Qingli and What Xue'er's death be counted on my head, and what does it have to do with me? In my opinion, you are already vicious by nature, and you are simply making excuses." ”

"I'm vicious, I'm making excuses?"

Wang Dong became violently excited, "My Qingluo Sect and your Sword Fu Sect have long ceased war, but what about you? covet my cultivation secret method, one set in the open and one in the dark, okay, if you want my secret method, just come at me, why harm others?"

"Do you know that I have suffered a lot of cynicism in the seventeen years that I have not been in Qingluo, and those who are really good to me, including my father, are definitely not more than a palm. ”

"So I cherish everyone who is good to me, and you, and your brothers, have killed the people I care about, you say, how can I let you die well. ”

Cone Yuan retreated against the mottled and cracked trunk, and said with a wry smile: "It turns out that you tortured me, it was for this reason, I became the king and lost the king, I have nothing to say, I will be Lingchi, or I will be stripped of my heart and skin, whatever you want, it's just ......"

Wang Dong stared at him coldly and pulled out the long knife at his waist.

Cone Yuan's gloomy gaze fell at Wang Dong's feet, and said, "Please stuff the dead wood under your feet into my mouth and let me bite it, I'm afraid that I can't help but cry out in pain, I don't want to be embarrassed." ”

The ...... Wang was stunned, and suddenly swept away the dead branches beside his feet, and said, "I was going to torture you to death, but I respect you for not begging for mercy until you die, and give you a good time." ”

"Thank you. Cone Yuan nodded slowly and closed his eyes, raising his head to expose his throat to the warm sunlight, as well as to Wang Dong's knife.

"Once you have a grudge, you go on your way!" the king raised his long knife violently.

At this moment, the thunderous man's shout suddenly came: "Keep people under the knife!"

Wang Dong subconsciously turned his head, and Cone Yuan opened his eyes suddenly, and saw the Feng Demon Ridge more than ten miles to the north, and in the huge gap on the left, seven or eight figures suddenly appeared.

The two who took the lead looked like a man and a woman, and the void stepped in, and their bodies were as fast as lightning, leaving the others who were stepping on the flying magic weapon far behind in the blink of an eye.

In the cloudy eyes of the cone, the light of survival suddenly burst out, looking at the man who came from the void, and shouted: "Master save me......"

"Master?"

Wang Dong's face changed, Cone Yuan was already a monk at the end of the foundation building realm, so his master, how strong should his cultivation be, could it be with my father-in-law......

At this moment, Zhu Ling, who was in the Five Spirits Orb, quickly transmitted to him: "The leading man and woman are all Yuanying Realm cultivators, if you want to kill Cone Yuan, do it immediately, with me, no one can kill you......"

At the same time that Zhu Ling quickly transmitted the sound to Wang Dong, the man who walked through the void stepped through like a fly, raised his hand and shouted: "Little friend, listen to me, all grievances and grievances are borne by the old man, let me be a disciple and grandson, and the old man will ...... with the wind."

At this moment, the king raised his sword and slashed Cone Yuan's head with a single sword.

"Looking for death...... Lu Suifeng was furious......