His face was a little pale and he looked extremely weak.

Killing three Xuan Ming in a row, even Wang Feng has reached the limit, and both spiritual power and physical strength have been greatly consumed.

Zuo Yangbo stared at Wang Feng deadly, stepped inside, and did not rush to make a move, but said indifferently:

"Wang Feng, do you know that you are already going to die!"

"Oh, Zuo Daoyou's words are also interesting. ”

Wang Feng chuckled lightly, turned over his hand and took back Zhan Jiuting's Xuanying and storage ring.

Two hundred high-grade spirit stones, 300,000 medium-grade spirit stones, and Huo Yun'er are not much different.

This time, Wang Feng once again added 250 million high-grade aura points.

A total of 667 million aura points.

"Since you guess our identity, you should know that they are the disciples of Senior Uncle Qingleizi and Senior Uncle Qingyanzi, if they die, the two senior uncles will be furious, and you are making enemies of the entire Qingyun Dao Sect. ”

Zuo Yangbo held his sword, stared at Wang Feng, and said softly: "Death is certain!"

"If you have a dog and a wolf, and the dog is killed, and you send the wolf to take revenge, then the problem comes. ”

Wang Feng also smiled: "Do you think the person who killed the dog should also kill this wolf?"

"Huh?"

Zuo Yangbo's eyes were sharp, and the murderous machine swept by.

The other party's sentence clearly compares their junior disciples to dogs, and compares them to wolves, and their master is their master.

Without giving Zuo Yangbo time to answer, Wang Feng said to himself: "Kill it, you must fight with his master." But if he didn't kill him, the wolf wouldn't know whether he was alive or dead, and he thought he could kill someone. ”

Wang Feng smiled at Zuo Yangbo and said softly: "The enmity of life and death is the enmity of life and death, killing a dog has already been settled, and killing a wolf is the same." ”

"In that case, it's better to kill the beast and his master together, and it's a hundred!"

Speaking of which. Wang Feng's face also showed a touch of ruthlessness.

The implication of his words is obvious, I will kill you Zuo Yangbo, and I will also kill your master!

"Bold!"

Zuo Yangbo let out a loud shout, his right hand slammed on the hilt of the sword, and the next moment the sharp aura raged wildly within a radius of ten meters around him.

And one of his pupils also turned into a sword shape.

"My master is a great power in the late stage of Xuanming, how can a border monk like you blaspheme!"

"We didn't have any intersections, but as soon as we met, it was a life-and-death struggle. ”

Wang Feng shook his head and looked like he sighed, but his embarrassed expression collapsed before it lasted half a second. grinned: "Hehe, but this kind of life and death struggle, I like it!"

"Wang Feng, you broke into a catastrophe without knowing it, and killed many disciples of my Qingyun Dao Sect, today Zuo Yangbo will act as the master and uncle, and kill you on the spot on behalf of my Qingyun Dao Sect!"

Zuo Yangbo screamed, his right hand grasped the hilt of the sword, and the entire sword trembled slightly with the scabbard.

Invisible sword qi swirled around him. And all of this was just sword qi overflowing from that scabbard.

It's just overflowing.

"Kill on the spot?" Wang Feng chuckled: "That's what you say, but can you fight seven?"

"What?"

Zuo Yangbo was stunned for a moment, and then his pupils suddenly shrank.

In front of Wang Feng, seven identical people suddenly appeared.

Seven doppelgangers!

The most terrifying thing is that the seven clones have all cultivated: the early stage of the Xuan Dynasty!

"Lao Tzu said, can you fight seven!"

Wang Feng's face was ruthless. Greave.

667 million aura points were directly exchanged by Wang Feng for six seventh-level clones.

"Wang Feng!"

Zuo Yangbo's scalp exploded and he screamed in surprise.

"You're right, we don't have a grudge at all. There is no need for such a life-and-death struggle!"

He was scared, really scared.

Although he had just entered the early stage of the Xuan Netherworld, his strength was much stronger than most of the early stage of the Xuan Netherworld.

But no matter how strong it is. There's a limit, too.

He was confident that he could easily kill two Xuan Ming Primitives, and even if it was three Xuan Ming Early Stage, he was confident that he would be an enemy.

But this one is seven, it's terrifying!

The most important thing is that the other party's weird palm technique is still a ground-level mystical technique.

All seven will be ground-level mystical skills!

The reason why he is much stronger than the cultivators of the same realm is not because of how rebellious his talent is, nor because of how strong his strength is, but the most fundamental thing is to rely on the earth-level mystical technique.

When encountering a monk who also has a ground-level mystical technique, his advantage is equal to nothing.

In this case, there are seven at once.

Monks are also people, and so is Zuo Yangbo.

He began to panic, no, more fear, the fear of death.

"Give me death!"

Where could Wang Feng still listen to Zuo Yangbo's kind words at this moment, and almost the moment the seven level 7 clones appeared, he had already urged the clones to do it.

Ground Rank Skill: Divine Palm.

There is no room for anything, not even superfluous words.

Wang Feng really doesn't have time to talk nonsense.

The first seventh-level doppelganger was condensed, and he could enter the realm of half-step Xuanming and half-step body venerable.

And after the second seventh-level clone is condensed, he will begin the official breakthrough of the Xuan Netherworld Period and the Body Venerable Realm.

call

At this moment, six more clones appeared, and a clear stream immediately surged into Wang Feng's body.

Qingliu has a strong repair ability, frantically repairing the injuries in his body that were bombarded by the Nine Heavens Guiding Thunder Jue.

airplanes

Seven golden handprints appeared like pages, and then overlapped together, enveloping Zuoyangbo.

A seventh-level clone cast a divine palm that would shoot Zhan Jiuting, who had used the Nine Heavens Thunder Channeling Technique, to death, and Xuan Ying didn't have time to escape.

Now, it's seven.

rumble

Before the handprint came down, Zuo Yangbo's whole body sank down fiercely, and he couldn't even straighten his waist.

"Drink!" he hissed.

In his body, countless spiritual powers surged wildly, almost draining all the spiritual powers in the Xuan Infant at once.

recite

The spirit sword that had been held in his hand let out a soft groan, the scabbard kept trembling, and the terrifying and sharp power condensed in the scabbard.

Above the sky, the wind is surging.

The huge golden palm of the seven handprints was like a wild horse that had escaped its reins, and it was like a god who had lost its rope.

Soaring into the sky, it fell with a bang.

The whole formation trembled.

Beyond the valley. Even the surrounding wall of sword qi became extremely chaotic.

Zuo Yangbo's eyes were red, beads of sweat were dripping from his forehead, and the sword qi in the scabbard in his hand became more and more violent and violent.

"Slash the sky, draw the sword!"

A beastly roar came from his throat. At the moment when the Buddha's palm fell, without warning, his right hand jerked suddenly, and his right arm exploded countless flesh and blood because he couldn't bear this huge load.

But at this moment, Zuo Yangbo can't take care of it so much, the Buddha's palm is still falling, and if he can't stop it, he is dead!

Snort

A piercing thunderclap sounded between heaven and earth. A hundred-foot-long horse drill slashed out with a bang, cutting mercilessly towards the giant palm in the sky.

Heaven and earth were divided by two colors for a time.

White, gold.

A sword, a Buddha's palm.

Snort

The Buddha's palm touched the sword, and there was a strange sound of continuous grinding, as if a saw blade saw a steel plate.

Burst Boom Boom

Three explosions in a row resounded through the world.

At the first sound, the Buddha's palm suddenly darkened.

After a pause, a second sound sounded, and the Buddha's palm darkened again.

The third sound was a stalemate of nearly half a breath before it was spoken. The entire Buddha's palm trembled slightly.

But it's just a trembling moment!

There were three explosions, and the three Buddha palms were chopped off.

However, three were chopped. And four more!

After smashing three in a row, the sky-defying sword finally dissipated, and the remaining four palms swooped down from the sky mercilessly.

"I'm not reconciled, break it for me!"

Zuo Yangbo's face was hideous. Flip over and take out a piece of earthy yellow rune paper. The rune paper burned at the sight of the wind, and instantly turned into a huge earth-stone giant phantom, enveloping him in it.

The spell used by Wang Yin, the ancestor of the Wang family, that day was nothing more than a golden bell jar. And at this moment, the spell used by Zuo Yangbo directly formed a giant.

Judge from above!

Roar......

The giant let out a roar, put his hands into palms, and slammed into the palm of the Buddha in the sky.

boom

With a touch, the giant exploded like a bubble, and the Buddha's palm was slightly dark, but it didn't matter, and then it was pressed mercilessly on the top of Zuo Yangbo's head......

burst

The pseudo-potential of the four seventh-level clones superimposed on the Rulai Divine Palm was so vast and heavy, Zuo Yangbo's body faced this palm without any resistance at all, and it exploded with a bang.

Then, this golden Buddha palm slammed into the formation on the ground again, and the entire small sword qi sealing array that hit it trembled violently a few times, emitting a deafening roar.

Wang Feng doesn't care about these anymore, in fact, even if he wants to care, he doesn't have time to care.

At the same time as the seven clones fell, he had already sat down cross-legged.

In front of the seven seventh-level clones of the Rulai Divine Palm, even if Zuo Yangbo was against the sky, he would not have the slightest effect, and it was completely numerically suppressed.

When the overall strength is almost the same, the suppression of numbers represents an overwhelming advantage.

Zuo Yangbo, he will definitely die!

This is also Wang Feng's original plan, to kill people and take Xuanying, raise spirit stones, and kill Zuo Yangbo in one fell swoop.

Of course, Zuo Yangbo will definitely die, and his current situation is not very optimistic.

The breakthrough of the physical dignity realm is not simple, it is simply a life and death crisis.

During this time period when the energy brought by the breakthrough repaired his body, Wang Feng sat cross-legged in the formation like this, concentrating and calming his breath and adjusting his state.

Because what he faces next will be the biggest crisis he has faced since he came to this continent.

The pain was severe, and even though he had only taken ten breaths last time, he almost collapsed.

Wang Feng took advantage of a short period of time to adjust his state, while the Qingyun Dao Sect, which was tens of thousands of miles away, was completely fried.

A Qingyun Dao Sect that has been calm for thousands of years, has always had no quarrel with the world, and does not care about the world, has issued a mission that will shake the entire Qingyun Dao Sect: go to the valley five thousand miles west of the high distance, hunt down a monk named Wang Feng, and if the other party resists too fiercely, kill him on the spot!

Mission Scope: Elder, Keqing.

Task rewards: 10,000 high-grade spirit stones, and one ground-level mystical technique.

As soon as this order came out, the Qingyun Dao Sect went up to the elders and down to the outer disciples, and they were all shocked. (To be continued......)