Two hours later, Katsutaki stretched.

When he wanted to ask Wang Yan how he was resting, he didn't find Wang Yan.

Looking around, there was no trace of Wang Yan, as if the person had disappeared directly.

For Wang Yan to say goodbye suddenly,

It made Ge Long a little lost and annoyed.

It seems that the kid didn't regard him as a friend at all.

It's a shame that he is so good to him, and he is too disrespectful to himself as a disciple of the family.

Forget it, leave him alone......

There was only less than a kilometer left from the exit of Hanhu Lake, and Ge Long had even seen the figure of the exit, and decided not to wait for Wang Yan and left directly......

At the same time, Wang Yan, who was rebuked by Ge Long, was not much easier, and there were a large number of spirits behind him.

In fact, he helped Katsutaki solve the trouble.

These spirits were really looking for him, I don't know how they used to find the door, Wang Yan spent two hours, and finally got rid of those spirits.

However, one wave has just flattened, and another wave has risen.

Wang Yan admits that she is unlucky, and it is not suitable to go out today.

No, I met another one in the way, and it was still an acquaintance.

"You ......"

Wang Yan's face was solemn, staring at the pot-shaped face in front of him, and he didn't have to guess to know which master it was.

The road is narrow, and it is better to tie the knot than to solve it.

Wang Yan met the pot-shaped man again, and his mentality was very different.

There is a sense that something is wrong.

When the pot-shaped man saw Wang Yan, his eyes lit up.

And Wang Yan recalled the defeat that year, and knew that the next battle was to avenge the shame.

Why did he think that this battle would definitely be fought?

Intuition, everything is determined by intuition.

"You brat...... It's amazing...... I remember that there are still hundreds of spirits in the Ember Plains, and you can still escape...... The Thunder Ember Plains collapsed, and you can still survive until now! It's yours, you go! I won't kill you! ”

The pot-shaped Han Eagle stared at Wang Yan motionlessly.

However, when the pot man said this, he didn't intend to let him go, but secretly operated the dantian, slowly gathering qi, ready to wait for the opportunity to move.

It seems that as long as Wang Yan dares to move his feet, he will inevitably pounce on his prey like a fierce tiger.

Wang Yan is not stupid.

The pot man had a grudge against him, and he already had the intention of killing that day, which made it even more troublesome, so it was impossible to let himself go so easily.

"What? They all said to let you go, but you still don't leave? ”

The pot-shaped man stared at Wang Yan with cold eyes.

He is a fifth-order spirit who has entered the spirit, and Wang Yan is a third-order spirit who has entered the spirit.

He is confident that he will take down Wang Yan.

"It's also a seven-foot body, why don't you dare to meet the enemy?"

"You actually stepped into the Chaotian Gate...... What the hell is there! ”

"Do you want to hear the truth or do you want to hear a lie?"

"Tell you the truth."

"There is nothing in Chaotianmen, the so-called supreme chance, the so-called cross-border legends, everything is false, there is nothing in it."

"No...... No way! When pigs fly! ”

The pot man is also a master who admits death.

He firmly believed that Wang Yan must have obtained a supreme opportunity, but he despised Wang Yan and believed that only powerful people could be worthy of it.

Since there is no peaceful solution,

Then, fight!

The two fought together like horses.

What made the pot man unacceptable was that his own cultivation could not take Wang Yan, and the two of them were evenly matched.

However, for this result, the pot type man could not accept it.

Swing!

The blue light flashed at a glance, which was the sign of a second-order martial art.

In the past, Wang Yan's strength was low, but he was able to perform second-order martial arts with his mortal body, and now that he was able to perform them again, the second-order martial arts no longer had any side effects on him.

Even more powerful!

The air is completely stagnant, and the blue ripples swing clearly from weak regularity to gradually strengthen......

"Destroy!"

Wang Yan found the right opportunity and directly hit the pot man in the chest, the pot man snorted, and his body flew out a few hundred meters like a broken kite!

However, the pot man did not die, but angered him, and prepared to use his martial arts to press the bottom of the box.

One day, one day, nothing!

"Killing the pot!"

The pot-shaped man ignored the burst of the wound and opened it directly.

At that moment, the sky struck a blow and vowed to engulf Wang Yan in his divine pot.

The two sides collided together, and suddenly exploded.

Wang Yan took a blow and almost couldn't resist it.

However, he still has the consciousness, knowing that the pot man is also weak in defense at this moment, and if he makes up for it with another knife, he will definitely be able to kill!

"Triple the spear!"

Wang Yan was almost crazy, his face flashed with a hint of fierceness, and he tried his best to perform the stunt, just to kill the pot-shaped man.

Like a broken bamboo, the blood spear is at its peak.

A little blood-red thorn,

Instantly penetrated the chest of the pot man.

"Hmm...... No! ”

The pot-shaped man struggled to look at the bloody hole in the center of his chest.

His face was full of disbelief.

However, the death path fell, but in an instant.

The pot man loses, taking his life as a bet on defeat.

Wang Yan coughed up blood, and the blow just now hit the viscera area directly, almost shattering Wang Yan's stomach.

The pot man's eyes have lost their light.

His chest no longer heaved, and he lost his life.

This battle can be described as tragic, and it is more dangerous than the battle of Yan Yan.

For Wang Yan, such a life-and-death battle is indeed easy to sharpen people quickly.

Also......

It's time, it's time to get out of here.

The scene was devastated, and crazy thunder and lightning bombarded the surface with impunity, and one large crater after another appeared.

Seeing that the body of the pot-shaped man had been injured a second time and had directly turned into charred black meat, Wang Yangang's somewhat lax heart immediately tensed up in shock.

"Boom!"

Wozh!

It's not over yet!

Wang Yan jumped three meters away with his feet off the ground. Originally, I thought it was out of the way, but when I looked up, a pure divine thunder with a thick rope hit Wang Yan's heavenly spirit cover.

was slashed horizontally, Wang Yan was full of excitement, covered his head, and felt dizzy.

However, he immediately came back to his senses and found that except for his shirt being shattered by lightning, revealing his strong muscles, his whole body was not traumatized by pure divine thunder.

"This is the pure divine thunder that those third-order powerhouses of Ge Taki and their clan are afraid of?"

Wang Yan couldn't believe it.

He seems to be really immune to thunder and lightning.

And......

"Ahh......h

Suddenly, the pure divine thunder wandered on his upper body.

Wang Yan clenched his fist suddenly, and that trace of divine thunder was directly crushed by Wang Yan.

That's right, it's different.

After being slashed by the Pure Divine Thunder, not only did the power increase, but also the control of the "qi" became easier.

Even the internal injuries that were hit by the pot-shaped man's tricks were slowly repaired under the nourishment of thunder and lightning.

"Being struck by lightning really works, or ......"

Wang Yan seemed to think of something, and his eyes lit up.