He wanted to fight with Yang Xibi, not only to kill him, but also to put aside the vortex cannon task for a long time, but he was afraid that Yang Xibi would avoid fighting and be killed by Long Ke in the end, wouldn't the opportunity to wait for it be gone?

So Wen Ping simply did what he liked.

Didn't Yang Xibi want to live?

Then give him the results he wants.

"Really?" Yang Xibi responded.

Wen Ping nodded, "Of course." ”

"You told her to step back. Yang Xibi stared at Long Ke with palpitations, the two were separated by more than a dozen steps, which really made him feel insecure.

This distance is no different from being held around the neck by a knife.

Wen Ping smiled and nodded, laughing at Yang Xibi's innocence, but since Yang Xibi felt so secure, then he might as well be naïve for a while, "Zhao Keqing, you step back." ”

"What?"

Long Ke wondered, but he still stepped back.

Wen Ping continued: "Do you want to start now, or give you a few breaths to stand up?"

"Now!"

Yang Xibi spoke, and his hands clenched into fists violently.

Bang!

A blue vein opened in response, and from a distance, the rippling veins were like ocean tides, and in this tidal veins, Yang Xibi's second and third veins opened one after another.

Bang!

Bang!

At this moment, Yang Xibi changed his sluggish momentum when he faced Long Ke, and the whole person stood there like a wild beast.

Compared to him, Wen Ping is very different.

Bang –

The sound of two veins that sounded at the same time blended together, although there were only two veins, and they did not enter Yang Xibi's momentum, but the white veins surprised everyone who was watching from a distance thousands of kilometers away.

None of them had ever seen a white vein.

Yang Xibi, too.

"White Vein?"

Gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, even if it is the wind attribute that has appeared recently, is not a white vein.

Doesn't Wen Ping have a seventh attribute?

When the horror of the white vein was slowly hidden, Yang Xibi came back to his senses and looked at the most direct thing, that is, the realm of Wenping.

It's just a god realm!

But he didn't dare to laugh at Wen Ping's inadequacy, then Zhao Keqing was not far from him, "Sect Master Wen, you may not be the first person in the Divine Xuan Realm, but you are the first person in the Divine Xuan Realm. From ancient times to the present, I have heard of the Heavenly God Alien Divine Xuan challenging the half-step Zhenyue, and I have never heard of the Divine Xuan Realm challenging the Zhenyue Realm. You have to understand that neither my spirit body nor my Zhenyue armor can be injured by opening the two veins of the Divine Mystery Realm. ”

"Don't worry, you're going to die!"

Wen Ping responded coldly, and then his mind moved, and he subconsciously started with the sword technique, but when he wanted to take the Takiyue sword out of the Tibetan ring, he found that his spiritual power was so lacking that he didn't even have the ability to take the sword.

But it doesn't matter.

Anyway, the realm of swordsmanship cultivation is not high.

Even if the Takiyue Sword is a divine weapon, and the special ability of the Vortex Diagram is amplified, it should not be able to hurt Yang Xibi in the Zhenyue Realm.

Let's try Yang Xibi's depth with the fire dragon technique first!

Whew-

White flames suddenly rose in Wen Ping's palm.

With a flick of his hand, a fiery dragon emerged from the flames, growing longer and longer until it reached more than ten feet. The red eyes stared at Yang Xibi as Wen Ping's body swirled.

"Use all your strength, underestimating the enemy may make you die without a blind eye. ”

After saying that, Wen Ping immediately waved his hand.

The white fire dragon flew and pounced on Yang Xibi, Yang Xibi was shocked in his heart that Wen Ping could actually move the white flames, but after putting away the horror, he immediately looked at the fire dragon, and inadvertently glimpsed the fire dragon passing by.

The floor tiles and soil melted in an instant.

At this moment, even if you are more than ten meters away, you can feel the high temperature coming to your face.

"You are fire, it just so happens that Lao Tzu is water!" After taking a few steps back, accompanied by the trembling sound of the veins, Yang Xibi stomped his feet fiercely, and suddenly heard the sound of the waves behind him, and the huge waves of the height came into view, it crossed Yang Xibi and slapped it towards the fire dragon, "This is a giant wave shaking mountain technique, it is a Xuan-level pulse technique, although it is only a lower grade, but Lao Tzu has already cultivated it to the consummation realm." I will use this water to quench your fire today."

Under Yang Xibi's shout, the huge waves seemed to be encouraged, and the sound became louder. The width has slowly spread to more than ten meters, and the height has climbed to five meters, although it does not look as tall as a mountain, but no one dares to doubt that it does not contain the power to shake the mountain. Because it is not a simple water, but a Xuan-level consummate pulse technique, coupled with the blessing of the strength of the Zhenyue Realm, the ordinary small mountain peak may not be able to resist.

Compared to it, the white fire dragon looked a little thin, like a skinny child who hadn't eaten for a long time.

But Wen Ping didn't look panicked.

"It's like I'm not perfect!"

Moreover, it is a Xuan-level high-grade pulse technique.

The realm is not enough, the grade will make up for it!

Wen Ping smiled lightly, and when the words fell, the white fire dragon collided head-on with the huge waves that slapped over.

The sound of the tide and the roar of the dragon were mixed together, making people thousands of kilometers away look excited.

The fire dragon did not have a raging wave to scatter.

Nor was it extinguished its arrogant flames.

After the dragon head raised the sky and let out a silent roar, he immediately drilled out a huge wave and rushed towards Yang Xibi.

"What?"

Yang Xibi couldn't believe the scene in front of him, it stands to reason that it shouldn't be his Zhenyue Realm's pulse technique.

"There's something weird about this fire!"

After realizing this, Yang Xibi hurriedly retreated, and while retreating rapidly, the waves behind him suddenly rose, and he slapped at the fire dragon again and again as if he didn't want money.

When Yang Xibi retreated hundreds of meters, the giant wave was also scattered by the giant wave.

But just as he was about to speak, another white fire dragon came.

"Does it make sense?"

He could already break this white fire dragon, he couldn't figure out why Wen Ping still came, one move twice, it was useless at all.

After all, the pulse is there, and the pulse is inexhaustible.

If you want to consume his physical strength, then don't even think about it, he doesn't believe that Wen Ping's spirit realm is higher than him!

The lives of two people are very different.

And at the same time as he saw the fire dragon coming again, he felt that something was wrong, and when he turned his head, he saw that the white fire dragon was followed by one, one after another, "Crazy!"

Yang Xibi suddenly said secretly in his heart: Playing yarn with you, a madman!

Gotta go!

Let's go now!

This opportunity was given to him by Wen Ping himself, don't do it in vain.

His mount was right behind him, and in the entire area of Tianchen Academy, the only ten Wing Clan Great Demons were his.

As long as he is on the Golden Crow, Zhao Keqing in the upper realm of Zhenyue will not be able to catch up!

"Let's go!"

As soon as he said go, Yang Xibi turned his head directly and rushed towards his golden crow.

Wen Ping sensed Yang Xibi's movements, and was not in a hurry, and said after smiling lightly: "I actually used this kind of careful thinking!"

The voice fell.

Bang!

Bang!

The two veins trembled at the same time, and the originally white veins slowly became transparent, and the wind suddenly blew past Wen Ping like a child at this moment.

Wen Ping's whole person burst out directly, and the fire dragon also turned at this moment, chasing towards Yang Xibi, but the target was not Yang Xibi, but the Wing Clan demon in the square.

Yang Xibi looked at the golden crow that was close at hand, his heart was overjoyed, and when he felt Wen Ping's attack behind him, he hurriedly said to the nine Divine Xuanjing Great Demons: "Tear him up for Lao Tzu!"

Nine Divine Xuan Realm demons went up together, and it was easy to kill a Divine Xuan Realm.

Even if Zhao Keqing came to help, Wen Ping was not torn apart, but he was already gone, and no one could catch up.

Either way, it's the best outcome.

But as soon as the words fell, Yang Xibi ran and ran, and his expression froze.

His golden crow is not moving!

Like a wood carving.

If it weren't for the fact that his eyes were still rolling, he wouldn't have believed the scene in front of him.

Just now, it spread its wings and prepared to pick it up.

"What's going on?"

As soon as he turned his head, an astonishing scene came into view, not only his golden crow, but also the other nine Divine Xuan Realm demons were all frozen.