Zhang Jintao used the Wood Technique-Divine Fallen Tree, and the huge towering tree blocked in front of Zhang Jintao and the others, only to see the giant ball of qi constantly impacting, hitting a large deep groove on the towering tree. But the towering tree was too large, and slowly, the giant ball of qi dissipated.

Wang Lao summoned out his sword, and a wisp of darkness flowing between the clouds and the black curtain in the groove of this sword was slowly like a clear stream. Wang Lao swung his sword and released a dazzling light. Elder Wang slashed his sword off his shoulder and teleported to Zhang Jintao's side.

Yang Ling had already drawn his knife here, and the dark light of the blade appeared, and the power was compelling.

Just as Wang Lao was about to slash Zhang Jintao's left arm, Yang Ling swung his knife to break Wang Lao's attack.

"What, are you in a hurry?" Yang Ling said sneeringly.

Wang Lao didn't answer, but raised his sword to slash a ghost, and the sword body seemed to be entangled by a ghost, swinging out a ghostly aura.

Yang Ling shook his hand, and with an ice technique, the ice crystal formed a diamond-shaped ice crystal, and with a "whoosh", it struck at Wang Lao's sword, breaking Wang Lao's ghost falling slash.

"Can you actually control this sword without fear of being counterattacked?" Yang Ling looked at the long sword in Elder Wang's hand and asked.

It turned out that the sword in Wang Lao's hand was the fourth-ranked Soul Devouring Sword. The sword is powerful, but it devours the host. Once the mental power is insufficient, it is easy to be counterattacked.

Zhang Jintao shot tens of thousands of wooden spikes from the sky towards Wang Lao, and Yuan Yi and the others looked at the dense wooden thorns in the sky, and they were a little overwhelmed in an instant.

Wang Lao snorted coldly, his eyes showed a trace of disdain, and the longitudinal sword qi swung a cross slash into the sky, and the wooden thorn was instantly smashed into pieces by the powerful slash and fell down.

Wang Lao slashed sideways, and a ghostly aura swung out, forming a giant half-moon blade, and scratching a deep mark on the ground. The opponent Yang Ling dodged this move with a dodge, and smashed the ghost half-moon slash with a single sword.

Zhang Jintao also took out his sword, with one hand the sword, a huge ripple under the sword, and the other hand slashed horizontally towards Wang Lao's temple.

Wang Lao blocked it with his sword, and the shield formed by the sword qi blocked Zhang Jintao from the shield. But obviously Wang Lao was a little struggling, and he was really powerless with one against two.

Yuan Yi and the others saw that Wang Lao was frequently at a disadvantage, and was about to make a move, but was stopped by Wang Lao.

"Want to die? Honestly stay behind me. ”

Yang Ling struck an ice technique—a sharp ice spear, and an icicle erupted from Yang Ling's hand, rushing straight ten meters away in an instant, and struck towards Long Ao. Seeing that the situation was not right, Wang Lao grabbed the icicle with one hand and pinched it off.

But Wang Lao's palm was also invaded by the cold air, and he couldn't even hold his fist.

"Wang Manjiang, do you still have to hold on?" Yang Ling said coldly.

Elder Wang gathered his own qi in his hands and formed a pair of qi gloves.

"Otherwise, let you hurt these little ones?"

"Then you go and die." After Yang Ling finished speaking, he covered the ice on the knife, and the blade of the knife bloomed with white light, refining the god-level technique - White Night Killing, the long knife pulled up, Yang Ling spun in the air, and waved out a brilliant light curtain, like a meteorite falling down, and the rainbow rays that came from the light curtain were like a brilliant silver dragon, as if to connect the sky and the earth together.

Wang Lao also used a qi technique-Tianshen Qigong, only to see Wang Lao's expression condensed, his legs stood apart, his hands formed a cross shape, and the starlight suddenly bloomed between his palms, and a powerful qi instantly appeared in the palms, wrapped in the breath of heaven and earth.

Boss Wang snorted, and a powerful air wave rushed out, colliding with Yang Ling's slash, and exploded.

Zhang Jintao saw that Wang Laoju was back to his senses and showed a gap, and the wood-dense forest was full of stars, and the star-like green light flashed in the sky, falling "swish". Wang Lao set up an air shield, and the green light hit the shield, making a sound of "ping pong", Wang Lao had not recovered his breath, and then took Zhang Jintao's top woodmanship, since it was a little difficult. The arm trembled slightly, and it looked like it couldn't be supported.

"If you don't leave me, Elder Wang, you take them and go first, they want me anyway." Yuan Yi looked at Mao Shanshan and Long Ao next to him, and couldn't bear to drag them down.

Mao Shanshan stood in front of Yuan Yi without hesitation, "What to say, but what, I'll accompany you." ”

Long Ao also patted Yuan Yi's shoulder, "Don't want to be handsome alone." ”

While dealing with the attacks of the two, Wang Lao said, "You are my student, and I will never leave you alone." ”

Yuan Yi clenched his fists, "But... ”

At this time, a golden light shook Zhang Jintao away. Yuan Yi looked at the eaves, and it turned out to be Wang Zicheng.

Wang Zicheng stepped down, landed firmly on the ground, and looked at Zhang Jintao not far away, "We meet again." ”

"It's really haunting." Zhang Jintao gritted his teeth.

Wang Zicheng walked to Yuan Yi's side, "What, they are embarrassing you again." ”

Yuan Yi nodded, no wonder the wind spirit cricket in his pocket kept screaming, it turned out that the uncle was here.

Wang Zicheng looked at it, except for Zhang Jintao, who had fought with him, the other two were unexpectedly the top strength of the True Yuan Realm.

Wang Lao looked at Wang Zicheng behind him, "Give her to you, is it feasible?" Wang Lao said, pointing at Zhang Jintao.

"No problem, you can deal with one with confidence." Wang Zicheng summoned two short halberds, only to see that the halberd body was dark black, and the tip of the halberd was shining brightly.

Wang Zicheng jumped up and went straight to Zhang Jintao. A golden light erupted from Wang Zicheng's hand, covering the halberd's body. Wang Zicheng soared into the air, like a dragon, and stabbed towards Zhang Jintao. In the face of such a fierce offensive, Zhang Jintao did not dare to deal with it head-on. Zhang Jintao supported his body with the ghost vine that rose from the sky, and jumped into the air to dodge the heavy blow. A golden light frisbee in Wang Zicheng's palm spun extremely quickly, and the frisbee was handed out, cutting off all the ghost vines on the ground. But as soon as Zhang Jintao waved his hand, the ghost vines healed together again, and the spiral flew out, tightly encasing Wang Zicheng's limbs and neck.

"See what else you can do." Zhang Jintao said proudly.

Wang Zicheng snorted coldly, "Alchemy—golden light." ”

Wang Zicheng's body was shrouded in a golden light, and the ghost vines in the golden light were all shattered into powder.

Wang Zicheng swung his halberd towards Zhang Jintao, Zhang Jintao came back to his senses in an instant, and the lotus under his feet was full of wind, and he dodged like a glimpse of light.

"Look where you're hiding." Wang Zicheng threw four frisbees in his hand, circling left and right around his body, and the ghost vine that was trying to restrain Wang Zicheng could not get close. Wang Zicheng swept away, and Zhang Jintao dodged again. But Wang Zicheng's frisbee on the left and right of his body limited Zhang Jintao's movement. Fortunately, Zhang Jintao used his sword to block one of the frisbees coming towards him, otherwise he would inevitably be injured.

While dealing with Yang Ling, Wang Lao praised: "I didn't expect you kid, your strength is okay." ”

Wang Zicheng blocked Zhang Jintao's horizontal slash, and took a few steps back, "The senior has lifted." ”