Bang' a soft sound...

The sword is broken... The sword soul is shattered... Only then did everyone see the unknown swordsman in the stands clutching his chest and spurting blood... It was his natal weapon, and it was strange that he was directly pinched off by such a brutal method, and his mind was not severely damaged.

I saw that it was a young Yuanying monk, who seemed to be a casual cultivator dressed like a casual cultivator, and probably a guest raised by the Ning family in this axe arena, and the magic weapon was abolished as soon as he made a move, which can be regarded as a serious injury.

Everyone in the audience only heard that this Wang Immortal had been abused every day for more than a month, and they all watched him laugh, but they never thought that this Wang Daxian was so fierce that the audience was suddenly silent and silent.

According to the rules in the arena, if anyone comes to kick the gym, he only needs to win three immortal cultivators in the arena in a row to be considered a success in kicking the gym, and then the Ning family has to promise him anything. This was a strange thing that had never happened since the establishment of the Coiling Axe Arena, and this change came so quickly and quickly that almost everyone didn't even react, and the two Yuan Infant Monks were defeated.

Wang Yunfei's voice had sounded again: "I have seen all the immortal cultivators in your arena... Except for Miss Zhang Wuqiong, no one is my opponent... Miss Zhang, please show up in the first battle..."

"To be ashamed..."

Before he could finish speaking, an old voice sounded muffled from the hall... Immediately after, a huge palm phantom appeared out of thin air, and it was pressed down from mid-air... At the same time, the old voice shouted, "Teach you what it means to have a heaven outside the sky and a person outside the man..."

The loud applause was amazing, and before it fell, the huge palm pressure had already suppressed the entire arena to the point that the air was stagnant and impermeable... And the scope control of the impact is extremely accurate, so that the ordinary spectators in the surrounding stands are unaware, only Wang Yunfei, who is in the palm of his hand, can empathize, it is really powerful...

Rao is Wang Yunfei's divine power is amazing, and he doesn't dare to be careless in the face of this monstrous palm. As soon as he lifted his breath, his whole body immediately swelled up, and a dazzling golden light flashed, making his whole person look as radiant as a Da Luo Jin Immortal...

The two big hands overlapped and rose up, and they also turned into a huge palm print and greeted it...

"Star-picker, isn't it..."

The palm prints of these two great immortal cultivators were extremely similar to the Flame Disk, and he had seen Fang Yuan's star-picking hand in the Lingshu Mountain, but if he looked closely, he knew that it was not. Although Wang Yunfei's palm print looks like a star picker, it is a blue color, and there is a hidden sound of wind and thunder when he shoots. And although the giant palm pressed down in mid-air is golden, it does not have the vast and peaceful atmosphere of the star picker, but a pure domineering and boundless...

These two palms were both powerful, and they slammed into the air in that hall...

I could only hear a loud 'boom', and a huge wave of air visible to the naked eye rippled out in all directions... Fortunately, long before the golden giant palm made a move, this arena had already opened the top-level golden shield, which was enough to reach the aftermath of the Purple Mansion monk's battle... When the huge wave of qi rushed out in all directions, it was rushing against the protective shield, shaking the entire hall and even the whole land violently...

I saw that in the golden protective shield, the air waves were turning upside down, the wind was surging, rolling and churning, and I couldn't see the specific situation inside at all for a while.

Lie Pan took up his divine thoughts and probed over, and felt that Wang Yunfei's strength was still slightly inferior. Although he withstood the impact of the golden giant palm, he was not exhausted, and he was pressing him to the ground foot by foot...

The sound of the bones of 'Titicaca' popping came from the protective shield, accompanied by the sound of Wang Yunfei's heavy breathing.

The old voice from before sounded proudly from the top of the hall: "Little mole ant, I don't know how thick the sky is, dare to hurt my Ning family's children with heavy hands... I really thought that there was no one in my Daning Mansion... Take your life today and reincarnate the old man..."

When the words fell, the power on the golden giant palm suddenly intensified again...

"I'll push your lungs..."Wang Yunfei roared, but the huge force from the top of his head made him unstoppable... His legs were weak, and his knees were bent at the same time, and his knees smashed heavily on the hard granite ground, shattering them... This is not the end, the remaining strength of the giant palm above his head is unabated, and it is like Mount Tai pressing down on the top, and it is about to crush him to pieces...

Wang Yunfei's face turned pale.

I have heard the master say that the strong people in the immortal cultivation realm of the Middle Earth Continent are like clouds, and the Yuanying realm like himself may be regarded as the best child of heaven in the countryside and world. But if you really want to put it in the vast immortal cultivation world, it is no different from an ant. When he came out of the mountain, he was still full of confidence, thinking that he was out of the blue, and wanted to make a name for himself in the Middle Earth immortal world. But I don't want to just go down the mountain, and I haven't even walked out of this Yunfeng Mountain boundary, and I'm going to die here?

The picture of the master's gray hair flashed in his mind, and then jumped to a pretty and cold face. The face like an iceberg and the fairy-like posture are exactly the fairy Zhang Wuqiong of the Immortal Cloud Sect who has been abusing him for more than a month, but making him dream...

"Want to drink with me?" The female immortal cultivator who was sitting in the VIP seat of the arena looked at him coldly with a vegetarian wine glass: "First win the spirit sword in my hand..."

Hah, it looks like I don't expect to be able to beat her sword in my life... Alas, he failed to go back to the mountain to sweep the master's tomb one last time before he died...... And that fairy, I can't see her again.

This thought popped up in Wang Yunfei's mind, thinking of the fairy's handsome appearance, but it diluted a lot of fear of death. He closed his eyes and waited to die, but the imaginary shattering of his bones did not happen, and the giant palm above his head seemed to stop suddenly.

I only heard a hearty laugh resounding on the side of the arena: "I heard that there is a rule in the Ning family's axe arena, but whoever comes to the gym to challenge, no matter how high the enemy is, will not be killed on the spot." Hehe, it seems that what the Ning family said is no different from farting..."

Wang Yunfei suddenly opened his eyes, only to see that there was a huge pile of white swaying mountains of meat in front of him... Like an Optimus Pillar, Shengsheng resisted the boundless golden giant palm and didn't let it press down in the slightest...

Someone came to the rescue...

Wang Yunfei was surprised and delighted, and looked at the voice.

I saw that it was a twenty-nine boy dressed in ordinary secular clothes, he was young, but his face was filled with a calm smile that did not match his age. That ridiculous tone actually directly scolded the entire Ning family...

The old voice from before rang out in the air: "Who is coming?

The boy took a step forward, and at some point there was an extra golden magic sword in his hand.

No... That's not a magic sword...

Spirit Sword?... And it's also an absolutely superb, almost a magic weapon-level spirit sword...

It is precisely because of this spirit sword, which can be seen at a glance, that the arena master who has been in the dark and has never shown himself has never dared to rashly attack him...

Joke... Seeing that although the young man is only in the Yuan Infant Realm, he dares to swagger so much and take out a superb spirit sword to swagger, who believes that he has no background?

The young man ignored the old man's question, and walked to the protective shield, and the spirit sword in his hand only slashed lightly at the protective shield...

This protective shield was just something to protect the Purple Mansion Realm monks from the aftermath of the battle, how could it be cut by the powerful Yuan-breaking power contained in such a divine weapon?

With a soft 'hiss' sound, the hard protective shield was cut straight like rags, and the spirit element inside leaked, and the huge protective shield instantly dissipated into invisibility...

Only then did the young man wave at Wang Yunfei: "Hey, you have a lot of strength." ”

Wang Yunfei was stunned for a while, and then came back to his senses. Although he knew that there was still a golden palm master in the hall who was very similar to the Jindan Ancestor just now, but since this little brother who saved himself was not cowardly, what else did he coax? At this time, he scratched his head and grinned: "But you have a great spiritual pet without a benefactor..."

Naturally, he was referring to steamed buns.

Just now, the protective shield of the arena was isolated, and the situation was critical, and it was too late for the Lie Pan to break the shield and save people. Only the mist inside the Ten Thousand Demon Banners can penetrate through the gaps under the protective shield. If the fog can enter, the buns will naturally be able to enter, which saved Wang Yunfei's life at a critical moment.

"It's just big. As he spoke, he made a move.

Although buns are a strong means of defense, they are still invincible to defend against this heavy hand with more than 10 million catties. However, it is a soul body and not an entity, although the strength cannot be resisted, but the body is so huge, even if it is directly split and smashed by the heavy palm, it can still maintain a height of several meters, and it will not really die, which is enough to help Wang Yunfei protect the attack.

At this time, as the fierce disk beckoned, the flesh that had been split and eroded directly turned back into the mist and was withdrawn into the flag.

As if there was no one beside the two, they looked directly at the secret master as if there was nothing. The old voice in mid-air sounded again, but the tone was a little colder than before: "Boy, look at you are not a nameless, the old man will ask you again at the end, who is your surname, where is your origin... Maybe the old man will spare your life today for the sake of the elders in your clan... Otherwise, if you dare to meddle in the affairs of my Ning family so rashly, you will be taught to die without a place to be buried..."

"Hehe, what a big breath. Liepan looked up at the center of the opposite stand. Others can't find out where the secret master is, but who is Lie Pan? The strength of the divine thought is already comparable to that of the Purple Mansion monk, and there is also the refining Tianding to calm the mind at any time, and he will not be misled by any strong man's divine thought.

When the old voice first came out, Lie Pan had already discovered where he was, and at this time, they looked at each other, and saw that it was an old man with gray hair. Lie Pan said with a smile: "Look at your age, you are still so angry, be careful that the liver fire rises, the kidney water is weak, and you will not die well." ”

The old man shook his head first, and then burst out laughing.

"The old man has been practicing for more than 500 years, and he has seen arrogance, but I have never seen someone as arrogant and domineering as you..." There is no flying sword under his feet, and he is so volleyed and empty... This is not something that any monk can do, at least he has to go to the realm of Jindan, dissolve all the turbidity in his body, and only after condensing the Dan Mansion can he do it...

He stretched out his hand and pointed at the fierce plate, and said lightly: "Old man Ning Dahai, his subordinates never kill unknown people, do you tell yourself by name, or do you want to wait for the old man's method of searching for souls?"

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