Wang Meng retreated, pressed his temples with his hands, and rubbed them vigorously, but the scene in front of him was still blurry, and even the voice of the man in black sounded a little intermittent, it seemed that he had absorbed too much yin qi. If you don't clear it as soon as possible, it may affect your future practice. But the current situation does not have a comfortable space for him to use his power to clear the yin and evil qi in his body. If you don't want to affect your practice, you need to admit defeat and treat it as soon as possible. However, in the face of an imminent victory, it is difficult for human gambling to let go of such an opportunity, and he has no reason to have to fight.

The man in black slowly approached Wang Meng very leisurely: "Don't struggle anymore, this benefactor. Dust to dust, dust to dust, and eventually we all have to go to Western Elysium. Let the poor monk complete this glorious mission for you!"

And Wang Meng couldn't hear what the man in black was saying at this time, and could only vaguely see a figure walking slowly. "Is this all here?" Wang Meng thought to himself, his consciousness gradually blurred, a feeling of dizziness hit his heart, he slowly closed his eyes, completely lost all his senses of the outside world, and his consciousness was also pitch black, this state can be said to be a kind of fake death.

Just in the darkness and chaos of consciousness, I suddenly heard a voice calling, 'Hey, boy, wake up!' and a vicissitudes of life and indifferent voice kept remembering in my ears. Wang Meng reluctantly opened his eyes. Wang Meng opened his eyes to a dazzling light, and subconsciously covered it with his hands. But Wang Meng froze as soon as he raised half of his hand. Because he was stunned by what he saw. He saw a giant lion with blond hair appear in front of him. And behind this giant lion is a small sword mountain, which cannot be said to be small, it can only be said that this lion is too huge, which contrasts with the weakness of the sword mountain. The sword mountain was densely filled with all kinds of sword blades, which was the cause of the dazzling light. What surprised Wang Meng even more was that the lion had a strange sword stuck in its mouth, this sword had no hilt, and both ends of the sword were blades.

"You are ... You are... Wang Meng was speechless with excitement.

"Well, I'm the sword lion! and the sword spirit of this sword!" the lion said. The sword lion, commonly known as the lion bite sword, is an auspicious thing that has a very good restraint effect on evil spirits. In the face of the sword lion, the hilt of the sword has the effect of blessing on the sword lion, and the hilt of the sword has the effect of warding off evil spirits. And this sword lion does not have a hilt, which means that it has both effects.

"Senior, junior beast clan..."Wang Meng was just about to report to his family, but was interrupted by a sword lion's claw: "Now is not the time to elaborate." You'd better get out there and deal with the game. Otherwise, my clan is very sensitive to yin and evil qi, and I am still asleep, but because my injuries are so severe, waking up this time consumes a large part of my energy, and I will soon continue to fall into a deep sleep. Sword Lion said.

"How long will it take for me to see my seniors again?" Wang Meng said.

"I really don't know about this, but every time you improve, it helps me a lot in my recovery. You speed up your cultivation!" After the sword lion finished speaking, without waiting for Wang Meng to answer, he directly sent him out of the sword spirit space.

"Haha, let the poor monk complete this glorious mission!" said the man in black.

"Hmm, why is this sentence so familiar, am I only in a coma for a few seconds?" Wang Meng said to himself.

"What are you muttering there, I guess you've inhaled too much evil qi and hallucinated!" said the man in black. At this time, the man in black had already walked in front of Wang Meng, and with his hands folded, he actually recited a death spell to Wang Meng. And Wang Meng, who was lying on the ground, saw this scene and sweated wildly in his heart, "Dead monk, dare to curse your uncle to die, and you will look good later!'."

"Well, the poor monk has already overtaken you. You can go with confidence!" he raised his right hand and took a deep breath, only to see the black bandage on his right arm sucking the energy of the demon wildly, and in the blink of an eye, his right arm was more than twice as big as just now.

"Hundred Ghost Fist, one ghost power to fight!" The huge black arm slammed towards Wang with the whistling sound of the evil ghost. And this punch gives people a very strange feeling, because after the punch goes down, everyone can clearly see that there are several fists followed by phantoms.

"What's going on? Why is there so many phantoms in such a slow punch. ”

"That's amazing! You don't know. Simply put, the speed of the punch is too fast, exceeding the speed of the human eye. ”

"Actually, it wasn't one punch, but dozens of punches in an instant, but their trajectories were the same, so there was the scene just now. A punch was followed by so many phantoms. The audience was caught up in a heated debate, and they were all impressed by the skill of this punch. How many swings do you need to do to get to the exact same trajectory of dozens of punches. And this kind of destructive power is also amazing, causing a huge amount of damage to the same point in an instant, and it is difficult to take this punch at the same level.

After the attack, the man in black did not show a relaxed expression on his face, but frowned as if he had something on his mind. Because he found one thing, that is, Wang Meng was not hit. Is his attack crooked? This is impossible? He is still very confident in his boxing skills after swinging his fist 10,000 times a day. There was only one possibility, Wang Meng had detached himself from the area just now. It is impossible for Wang Meng to be able to move according to the amount of evil qi he inhales, so what is it? This made him very confused. The sudden resurrection of a person who had been on the verge of disappearing even the breath of life can be imagined. And based on reasonable speculation, it is likely that he has found a way to clear the evil spirit. This made the man in black very uneasy, after all, evil qi was one of his great methods.

"I didn't expect that I would be able to get rid of the evil spirit. A familiar voice suddenly came from the front of the man in black. Take a closer look, isn't that Wang Meng? It's just that Wang Meng has some subtle changes. A ring of brown hair appeared on Wang Meng's neck, wrists, and ankles. But the biggest change was the sword in Wang Meng's hand, the whole sword was brownish-red, and the gauntlet turned into a lion's head. However, the lion's head has a small sword in its mouth, and the small sword has no handle at both ends, and there are blades on both sides.

"I admit I underestimated you, but I thank you too. It was you who awakened my Beast Sword, and the new name of my sword is Sword Lion! With that, Wang Meng swung his sword forward, and there was no trace of inhaling evil qi.

"Hmph, I don't know how you eliminated the evil qi, but I can be sure that you will die at my hands. The next time you have a bad attack, it's the moment when you die. After the man in black finished speaking, he rushed towards Wang Meng with an arrow.