The light of the tears of the righteous path bamboo shoots became more and more brilliant, as if the energy was endless, Wang Xuan looked at the thick black silk thread in this piece of light, and the doubts in his head began to disappear little by little. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He wants to empty himself and unleash his potential completely.

At this time, irritability and cowardice are not advisable, and fighting without all thoughts will allow people to stimulate their potential and exert their unexpected strength.

The dragon sword groaned softly, and the egg-sized black rain hit its body, making a crisp and pleasant sound, cutting through Wang Xuan's heart and untying all his restraints.

He even forgot what kind of cultivation he was, how far he was from the Flying Corpse King in front of him, all he wanted to do and could do was fight.

Instead of plugging his wounds with aura, he allowed the non-congealed blood to flow again, and his aura was flourishing without reservation.

This seems to be an act of seeking death, because he has little spiritual power left, and the loss of blood will make him weak, and walking through this black rain will slow him down, but now he has no scruples, and nothing can fall on his heart.

At this moment, he has become a walking corpse.

A walking corpse that only knows how to kill its opponents.

Facing the peak of qi with the triple realm of qi sense, it looks like hitting a stone with an egg, but the result is so surprising!

I can't describe how fast Wang Xuan's sword is, even he can't take his sword himself, but the sword that was cut out did not fall on the body of the Flying Corpse King, his figure flashed a few times, and the action was so familiar, it was his afterimage that was shattered!

Wind Phantom Walk!

Wang Xuan didn't show much surprise in his heart, as if all this was reasonable. Although these flying corpses have no wisdom, the people behind the scenes are so smart that people are jealous, after watching Wang Xuan's body for a long time, they can actually learn it, such a talent can only be looked up to.

But he is a flying corpse, which means that he can't dodge Wang Xuan's sword, so he can only take it hard!

Because there is an inaudible thunderbolt in his body, this can allow Wang Xuan to lock his position, not only to defend early, but also to lock the target of the attack!

Sonorous!

Before a sword could be slashed on the shoulder of the Flying Corpse King, and the Flying Corpse King poked out with one claw, only one point short of reaching Wang Xuan's throat, he took a few steps backwards, and the two sides of this round of attacks did not take advantage of the slightest.

Wang Xuan's eyes were condensed and cold, and he gathered the aura of his whole body, and once again derived a huge electric light around his body, and the electric light made people feel timid.

At this time, the blessing of the black rain on the Flying Corpse King can be said to be obvious, if it continues to develop like this, in less than a moment, the Flying Corpse King will be able to break free from the shackles of the Qi Sense Realm and reach a higher realm, and the king will have no chance of winning at that time!

Give it a go!

The black rain was cut by him, and not a drop of rain fell on his body, because at this time, the lightning sent out an unprecedented edge, burning all the black rain around him into smoke, and the Flying Corpse King finally sensed that something was wrong when he saw the oncoming Wang Xuan.

This extremely powerful aura did not emanate from Wang Xuan's body, but filled this boundless space, as if something terrifying was lurking.

Wang Xuan poured all his energy and essence into the dragon sword, and when he was in a desperate situation several times, it was this dragon sword that guided him!

He seemed to be able to fight with the Flying Corpse King, but he knew in his heart that this Flying Corpse King could kill him several times in an instant, but it seemed that he was controlled by something, and he didn't do so.

Moreover, he seems to be able to learn, and if he learns all the skills in his body, this will definitely lead to an uncontrollable disaster!

Therefore, Wang Xuan gave all his strength to Long Jian!

A feeling of exhaustion that he had never felt before spread from his brain to his limbs, and at this time even an ordinary person could take his life. On the contrary, at this time, the dragon sword glowed with a silvery-white luster, as if it had been reforged, and at the same time, a thunderclap sounded in the sky again!

Wang Xuan stared blankly at the scene in front of him, and couldn't help but smile on his face, he had just seen a pitch-black dragon looming, and now this dragon seemed to have a physical body, coming towards Wang Xuan.

Seeing this scene, he finally put his mind at ease, because the breath of this dragon was not very strong, and it was enough to suppress this flying corpse king.

Slowly closing his eyes, he could see the dragon sword circling around him, the black dragon opened its mouth and swallowed the Flying Corpse King in one gulp, and the world was disintegrating and disappearing little by little......

After a long time-

"Childe, Childe!" Jing'er shook Wang Xuan's arm with an innocent face, this was already the third pole of the day, she finally waited enough, and tiptoed quietly to Wang Xuan's tent.

Then there was a loud and unrelenting shout, which contrasted sharply with her appearance, and it was hard to believe that such a noisy voice was made by her unless she had seen it with her own eyes.

Wang Xuan only felt that the earth was shaking and the end of the world was coming, so he slowly opened his sleepy eyes, and where he fell was the beautiful and moving Jing'er, and the fragrance of the morning.

He stretched out his right hand and tightened it, and found that he was holding the hilt of a sword in his hand, and without looking at it, he knew that he must have succeeded.

The nine deaths in the dream, the final result, made him so happy.

He had felt a long time ago the huge dead air swirling around his body, which could not be lifted or weakened, and he did not know where this dead air came from or where it would go.

But after this battle, this dead air has disappeared without a trace, and this feeling of relaxation from head to toe can't help but shake his spirit!

Wang Xuan suddenly remembered that there was still a class today, and he hadn't been to class for a long time, so he shouldn't have missed class today no matter what.

"We go to class. Wang Xuan slowly stood up, beckoned Jing'er to the side, received the two tents he had built into the space ring, made some breakfast from the cafeteria, and the two of them stepped on the morning light and went on the road happily.

In a thatched hut in the Heavenly Palace.

The Ghost Monarch looked at the crystal ball in front of him, and the scene replayed in it was the scene where the black dragon swallowed the Flying Corpse King in one bite and broke this space, he didn't look angry at all, and there seemed to be a smile on the corner of his mouth.

This was his first miss, and it might be said that this one was entirely his own responsibility, because he wanted to see the ugliness of Wang Xuan's struggle in such a desperate situation.

If he didn't kill someone, he naturally wouldn't kill it a second time, but that didn't stop him from becoming interested in the king's choice.

This was the first to break free from his hands. (To be continued.) )