"Old man Wu, 'you...... You even let the grimace vine be stationed in the body, you traitor to the light. ”

Wang Jie's angry voice echoed in the arena.

As a powerhouse who had been stranded in the Grand Duke level for decades, Wang Jie naturally understood what Old Man Wu had done.

He actually absorbed the seed of a grimace vine in his body, and used his own flesh and blood to cultivate it, so that it slowly grew stronger. Normally, this seed naturally does not show any abnormalities, but once it is released at the time of life and death, the seed will burst out with huge combat power, absorbing his flesh and blood in an instant, and transforming it into a plant life with more powerful vitality and combat power.

This is a strange secret art, although the combat power is extremely powerful, but not everyone can learn it.

Because the price of this secret art is to abandon the identity of a human being, and from then on constantly change between plant creatures and human bodies.

Moreover, as a member of the Holy Cult of Light, he chose a dark creature like the Grimace Vine to fuse, which is definitely a manifestation of his betrayal of the God of Light.

"Giggle......" The face on the huā core was weirdly distorted: "Traitor of light? Hmph, Lao Tzu's Yuan will be extinguished, if you don't find another shortcut, how can you live. His laughter became more and more terrifying: "Lao Tzu has been running the palace for hundreds of years, and he can't cheapen others." ”

The sword light around Wang Jie's body slowly weakened, and the infinite tentacles continued to tighten.

With Old Man Wu's eyes, he naturally saw that it was impossible for Wang Jie to escape from the palm of his hand at all, so he had nothing to fear: "Hehe, you don't have to open your mouth in vain." Now that I have manifested my incarnation, I naturally have a way to protect me. Within three feet of my body, no sound wave could be transmitted. The grimace looked at Wang Jie, and there seemed to be a little regret in his eyes: "It's a pity, you are blind, and you actually follow that win to ride the wind, hum......"

Wang Jie said in a deep voice: "Old Man Wu, if you do this in the king-level arena, aren't you afraid of His Majesty's detection?"

Old Man Wu laughed loudly and said, "Although the Pope's strength is unfathomable, you don't know that the shield here is a gift from the God of Light, and unless you set foot in the Shinto, it is absolutely impossible for people to spy on it." There was a hint of happiness in his laughter: "If the Pope has become a god, where can he continue to control the Holy Religion." So, you die, no one will come to save you. ”

Wang Jie lowered his gaze and said slowly: "Your Majesty is omnipotent, and in his eyes, you are just a clown who jumps off the beam." ”

Old Man Wu was furious, he roared, and the tentacles became more and more tight.

Outside the mask, His Majesty the Pope, who had his eyes closed, did not have the slightest expression. However, his hand, which held power, trembled slightly.

Old Man Wu didn't expect that His Majesty the Pope had already achieved the realm of demigods.

And what is even more incredible is that His Majesty the Pope, who has become a demigod, has not yet abdicated to make way for Xian.

So, 'everything in this arena fell into the eyes of His Majesty the Pope.'

But he didn't choose to make a move, but waited quietly.

He is waiting for Wang Jie's killer plan, of course, if Wang Jie is unable to do anything in the end, he will never sit idly by.

"Dead and dead......

After incarnating into a plant life, Old Man Wu's head seemed to have become a little confused, especially the complete release of the ferocious aura, and he couldn't see the kind of scheming he usually had at all.

At this time, he roared violently in his mouth, and his eyes were even more fierce: "Haha" Your sword wall is about to be exhausted, give me death." ”

Wang Jie, who was surrounded by heavy tentacles, waited for a moment, but did not see the slightest sign that His Majesty was going to make a move. He sighed softly in his heart, "I vaguely guessed something."

Then, he raised his head, just before the sword wall was about to collapse, and said coldly, "Dead...... It's you. ”

Raising his hands slightly, his eyes became extremely reverent, and he said respectfully, "Please, Lord Han Bing." ”

Suddenly, an indescribable chill burst out from in front of him.

The space there fluctuated, and a long sword that exuded an infinite chill suddenly appeared.

Old Man Wu's roar stopped abruptly, and he looked at this scene in a daze, as if he couldn't believe his eyes.

He clearly saw that this cold long sword suddenly appeared from Wang Jie's sword wall.

At this time, the space here was already filled with Wang Jie's sword intent, and even his transformation into a grimace vine could not shake it in the slightest. However, this long sword actually broke through the sword wall as if it were nothing.

What a terrible and terrifying power this is.

Before he could come back to his senses, he felt it again.

The chill released from the long sword spread rapidly, and when this chill spread, his plant body actually felt a strong chill. And what really made him feel incredible and frightened was that he found that he was gradually losing control of his body.

The endless spread and pervasiveness of the chill seemed to have frozen his body.

This...... How can it be.

Endless questions appeared in Old Man Wu's heart, and there was an expression of horror on his face that couldn't be concealed.

Wang Jie bowed deeply to the ground towards the cold ice glaze, but he secretly screamed luck in his heart.

When Ying Chengfeng gave this sword, he still refused to accept it. But now he knew that this was Master Win's foresight, and if it weren't for Lord Cold Ice to follow, and His Majesty the Pope refused to help, then he was afraid that he would really die here today.

Although his secret art can activate all the power in an instant, if he can't kill the enemy in a short period of time, then he will die.

Wang Jie was sure that he would explode in an instant to deal with the human old man Wu, but when it came to plant life with an incomparably long life force, he had no advantage.

The white light on the long sword flashed, and a figure slowly condensed.

This figure is almost exactly the same as Ying Chengfeng's face, and it is the Ice Weapon Spirit.

After he appeared, his cold, emotionless gaze fell on Old Man Wu's body, and said, "The master wants to kill this guy." ”

Although he was asking, there was no fluctuation in his tone, but it seemed to state something.

Wang Jie hurriedly bowed down and said, "Exactly." ”

"He's not human. ”

He planted the seeds of the grimace vine in the body, and it was already a half-human, half-plant life. Wang Jie explained: "However, he is willing to use his life to guarantee that he is definitely the one that the master wants to kill." ”

"Master, you, you are a holy weapon forged by Yingchengfeng, no, no, no, you are, only attacked by the cold, and it is difficult to guarantee the control of the body, Old Man Wu finally remembered something, he shouted in horror: "Demigod weapon?"

By this time, he had already noticed it.

What trapped his body was not just the acupuncture intention, but a terrifying and invincible power.

This is the power of the realm, the power that belongs to the gods.

In the face of the power of the gods, even the most powerful saints are powerless.

"Impossible, Ying Chengfeng has just advanced to the title, how can he forge a demigod weapon......" His eyes were dilated, and he muttered: "This is a dream, this must be a dream, ah, I want to wake up, wake up." ”

Wang Jie turned his head and glanced at Old Man Wu with pity.

He had already seen that under such a desperate blow, Old Man Wu had gone mad.

This person's sanity is no longer His Royal Highness the Knight King of the Holy Sect, but a madman with a vague memory of the Knight King.

He sighed in his heart, if this old man hadn't planted a grimace vine in his body, if he hadn't turned himself into a half-human, half-plant in pursuit of great power, then at least he wouldn't have had a nervous breakdown.

"Hmph, since he is, that's fine... The Heart Cold Ice Weapon Spirit snorted coldly, and its body suddenly disappeared, turning into a ball of light and escaping into the long sword.

Then, the long sword flickered, flew away, and began to fly around the old man Wu, who had turned into a huge huā flower.

Its speed was so fast that even with Wang Jie's eyesight and mental power at this time, it couldn't catch it.

And every time it circled, there was suddenly a thin layer of ice on the huā hui, which seemed to be extremely thin, but it was as solid as a thousand years of ice, and the huā hui who was trapped in the ice instinctively wanted to break free, but it was motionless.

The ice grew thicker and thicker, gradually freezing huā into a huge lump of ice.

When the Ice Weapon Spirit was dealing with Lord Hammer, it froze the Spirit of the Holy Weapon with just a wave of his hand.

At this time, when it was dealing with Old Man Wu, it was a lot of trouble.

However, this does not mean that Old Man Wu is a hundred times stronger than Lord Saint Hammer.

Lord Ice and Lord Sacred Hammer are both instrument spirits, and they are born with a level gap, so they can easily restrain each other when they are hostile.

But Old Man Wu is a special life that is half human and half plant, and looking at the meaning of Lord Han Bing, it seems that he wants to capture him alive, so he naturally has to spend a lot of effort.

After a moment, the Ice Sword stopped, the sword light flashed, and the huge ice lump suddenly disappeared into the space, and was included in his domain space by Lord Ice.

Wang Jie looked around, except for the thick freezing air, there was no trace left.

A faint chill appeared in his heart, but he still said, "Lord Ice, what the master means is to kill this person." ”

The cold voice of the Ice Weapon Spirit came from inside the long sword: "The life force on this person's body is extremely powerful, it is the best tonic for the overlord', I want to give it as a gift." ”

Wang Jie was stunned, and the expression on his face couldn't help but be a little weird.

The wisdom of the Ice Machine Spirit has reached such a level that he knows the gift of giving his companion the Machine Spirit.

He took a deep breath and said, "Yes, I understand." ”

The Ice Sword flickered slightly, turned into a ray of light, and suddenly disappeared into Wang Jie's hair.

Wang Jie didn't even dare to move, although he knew that the Ice Weapon Spirit would never hurt him for no reason, but anyone with such a murder weapon hidden in his body would not feel at ease.

After a while, when the chill was all gone, Wang Jie raised his head and shouted: "Your Majesty, the duel is over, please let me go out of my mind to participate in the seedling protection team today, and stand guard at the school gate three times in the morning, noon and evening." I'm so tired, go to bed.