A monk in the late stage of Xuankong was able to approach him silently and pierce his body in the Venerable Realm.

This person's strength is absolutely terrifying to an outrageous level.

You must know that his body in the early stage of his body was difficult to be injured even in the middle stage of Xuanxuan, and now he was injured by a monk in the late stage of Xuankong.

Who is the other party?

If it wasn't for his own body cultivation just now, if he just replaced it with a random one, even if it was in the middle of the Xuan Ming Dynasty, he might be murdered.

Fast, too fast. Or rather, not quickly, but suddenly.

The other party seems to have been standing by his side, and he is coldly swordsman.

The ordinary Xuan Ming couldn't react at all in the early stage.

Even in the middle of the Xuan Ming Dynasty, even if he could react, the spiritual power shield could not withstand the power of the opponent's sword.

Coupled with that terrifying cold, it was simply against the sky.

"It's even more vigorous than my body cultivation, and it actually kills people by two levels, and it also crosses a big realm, this lifeless building is so terrifying!"

Wang Feng's eyes narrowed, and he said secretly in his heart.

The number one killer organization in the Xuantian Continent is really not in vain.

This kind of hidden body in the void alone makes people despair.

Knowing that he is around, he can't see it with his eyes, and he can't even see it with his divine sense.

"Damn, you attacked me and want to get out?"

Wang Feng's divine sense overwhelmingly enveloped the entire valley.

The feeling of being on his back disappeared, but Wang Feng was sure that the other party definitely did not leave, but just gave up assassinating himself.

Buzz

A sixth-level doppelganger appeared in this valley one after another, densely packed, and in an instant, it enveloped the entire valley above.

There are a total of three hundred, and they are still exchanged for the medium-grade spirit stones in Zhan Jiuting's storage ring.

"Hehe, I have special skills for dealing with people like you who hide their heads and tails!"

Wang Feng stood with his hands in his hands, and his divine sense locked on the entire valley.

airplanes

airplanes

Airplanes......

Above the sky. There was a buzzing sound, and then one after another there were golden lights. Huge golden palms constantly appeared in the sky above.

One after the other, the first one is connected. Spread out, stretching for dozens of miles, leaving no gaps.

The ground is golden, Wang Feng's whole body is also golden, and the entire space is golden.

"The assassination technique is so good, I just don't know if your physical body can withstand the power of my divine palm!"

Wang Feng's expression was grim, and his eyes moved slightly.

Boom......

The roar between heaven and earth rang out like firecrackers, connecting into one piece.

One by one, the golden palms of the gods rained down.

Feel the tremendous pressure coming from the space under your palm. Wang Feng's body did not have any discomfort.

The Divine Palm of the Xuankong Period was able to kill monks of the same realm, but for Wang Feng of the Body Venerable Realm, it was not even a tickle, and his divine sense was locked on a radius of fifty miles.

If a monk in the late stage of the Xuankong Period does not resist, it is impossible for him to withstand the Divine Palm of the Buddha, and even if he resists, he must have the Ground-level Mystery Technique.

boom

On the top of Wang Feng's head, a slap of the Divine Palm slapped on his head and exploded.

Intense energy rages. The corners of his clothes were swinging, but his body stood in the air like steel, not moving.

boom

There was another muffled sound, different from the roar of the Divine Palm smashing on the ground. Rather, it seems to be emitted by smashing on a hard object.

Without listening to the sound, Wang Feng's divine sense had already captured a bright light lit up in one part of the void, forming a huge turtle-shaped shield.

"Oh, here!"

Wang Feng's eyes flashed with a touch of evil. The figure shook slightly, and the afterimage was left, but the whole person had already appeared in front of the turtle shell shield.

Transparent tortoise shell. Wang Feng could clearly see a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy standing in it with a cold face.

Yes, thirteen or fourteen.

The young man was dressed in a black tights, looking extremely thin, and his face was covered with dense scars, which was extremely terrifying, and more importantly, his eyes.

A pair of eyes without the slightest emotion, full of disregard for life.

There is no murderous intrigue, no murderous aura, not even emotions, only endless indifference.

Wang Feng stared at the young man, and the young man also saw Wang Feng.

"Broken!"

Wang Feng stretched his five fingers, pressed on the turtle shell shield, and spit out a cold word.

The next moment, every particle in his body trembled wildly, and they all surged in the direction of his palm.

The forces gathered like a stream, and when they reached his arm, they formed a torrent of rushing waves that burst out from his right palm.

Oh......

The turtle seemed to be alive all of a sudden, and it roared when it looked up to the sky, and a strong light lit up all over its body, and the shell of the turtle suddenly became much thicker.

Still, it didn't work.

Wang Feng's expression remained unchanged, and he gently pushed it in his hand.

Click

The bright light that had just lit up the turtle shell suddenly dimmed, and then cracked like a piece of glass, and finally exploded.

"What?"

At this moment, even the young man could not maintain the indifference on his face, and his pupils shrank fiercely.

However, his reaction was not slow at all, and almost at the moment when Wang Feng broke through the turtle shell, he turned over and took out a slender ice sword.

This ice sword was almost the same as the ice crystal sword that Wang Feng had killed Wang Yin, but in comparison, the ice crystal sword's cold qi was more than ten times stronger.

It's a top-grade mystery!

High-grade mysteries?

Wang Feng's eyes froze.

"Scatter!"

The young man spat out a cold word.

call

The ice crystal sword dispersed in response, and instantly turned into a sky of ice mist, enveloping Wang Feng's whole person, after doing this, the young man knew that he was not inferior to Wang Feng, and his body shook and turned into a streamer and shot out.

"This again?"

Seeing this, Wang Feng's eyes suddenly widened, his body flickered, and the thick fog wrapped up only a remnant.

"What, you want to go?"

As soon as the young man flew out of the range of the valley, Wang Feng's cold and emotionless voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and his shoulders sank slightly.

The palm of the hand that has always been like steel rests on it.

"Physical cultivation!"

The young man's face changed drastically, and at this moment, he finally dared to affirm in his heart that Wang Feng was an ancient kind of monk: physical cultivation!

"Oh, you know how to cultivate?"

Wang Feng raised his eyebrows.

Ever since he came to this continent. There are only two people who can recognize his physical cultivation, and that is Lan Yunzhi and that river elder.

In addition, even the three major disciples of the Qingyun Dao Sect were unable to recognize it.

"Die!"

The young man did not answer Wang Feng's words, and did not even reduce his speed, but turned his hand and took out a charm.

The spell burned when it saw the wind, and instantly turned into a huge ice sword, slashing at Wang Feng.

And the young man was even more decisive, his left hand turned into a palm, and he slashed down his shoulder with a palm instead of a knife.

"Snort"

His right arm snapped off at the same time. Before the blood could spurt out, it was frozen by a cold force.

Losing Wang Feng's restraint, the young man's speed increased sharply, and he took out a blood-colored pill and swallowed it while he was still in mid-air.

In the next moment, there was a loud sound of waves crashing on the shore in his body, blood was rolling, and the young man's already thin body was directly lost again, leaving only skin and bones.

And his cultivation actually broke two levels in a row, and he was directly promoted to the middle stage of the Xuan Ming Dynasty.

"Break it for me!"

Wang Feng did not dodge in the face of the ice sword that slashed over, but raised his right fist. A punch slammed it over.

rumble

The next moment, the ice sword exploded, full of energy, and his right fist was also cracked inch by inch by the flesh and blood of this shock, but it surprisingly did not collapse and fly out. Not even blood.

The boy broke through the Xuankong period and did not turn around to counterattack, and left without looking back, disappearing into the sky in the blink of an eye.

Wang Feng didn't chase it, but just stood on top of the void. Staring in the direction of the boy's departure, there was calm in his eyes.

The energy of the ice sword explosion was still raging, and his long hair flew flying. The robes are hunting.

On his hands, the cracked skin snapped together in the blink of an eye, returning to its original state.

Fang Cai's ice sword, even if a monk in the early stage of the Xuan Ming Dynasty encountered it, he would definitely not have a way to live.

There is also the turtle-shaped shield, according to Wang Feng's original plan, it was to smash the shield with one punch and then capture this person, but he didn't expect that the turtle-shaped shield was surprisingly hard, and it just blocked the full force of his early physique.

It's definitely not an ordinary shield, it's definitely a mystery, and the quality is definitely a top-grade mystery!

Wang Feng was extremely sure in his heart.

A concealment technique that is even more clever than Wang Yin, it is a high-grade mystic weapon at hand, which can kill the talisman in the early stage of the Xuan Dynasty, and add the blood pill that instantly improves the two realms.

The most important thing is that this person's age is only fourteen or fifteen years old.

At this age, he has the cultivation of the late Xuankong period, the strength of the middle stage of assassinating the Xuanxuan, and the decisiveness of cutting off his arm, as well as the calmness after facing the impossible.

Wang Feng had a feeling that the other party's experience was more experienced than his own.

He has experienced more life-and-death battles than he does.

Of course, the reason why the other party was able to escape was because Wang Feng wanted to capture him alive, so he just pinched his shoulder the moment he caught up with him, and did not make a move at the first time.

Otherwise, with Wang Feng's strength, that would be enough to slap him with one palm.

"No Life Building?"

Wang Feng's brows furrowed.

He didn't know anything about the Birthless Building.

The enemy is dark and I am clear, and it is very bad for him.

"Warning, a powerful aura is approaching!"

While Wang Feng was thinking about it, the sound of the system's prompt suddenly sounded, pulling him back from his thoughts.

"A powerful breath?"

Before he could make a move, a mighty divine consciousness surged over.

The divine consciousness was mixed with the breath of thunder and lightning, and the divine consciousness spread over and locked Wang Feng in an instant, forming a cage composed of thunder and lightning.

"This divine consciousness is the late stage of Xuanming?"

Wang Feng's heart froze, and in an instant, the crisis suddenly arose, and without hesitation, he plunged into the thunder wall with both hands.

Zizizizi

With this touch, a large amount of thunder and lightning spread along his arm to Wang Feng's whole body, and his skin seemed to be covered with a layer of purple.

A faint smell of burnt paste fills the air.

"Open it for me!"

Wang Feng's eyes were slightly cold, and his arms were facing each side.

Tear pull

This wall of thunder and lightning did not have the slightest resistance in the face of Wang Feng's powerful power, and it was actually torn apart alive, turning into a flood of electricity and disintegrating in all directions.

"Hmph!" a cold snort came from his divine sense, and the next moment, a streamer of light shot out, dragging a long tail of light behind him.

"Qingyun Dao Sect, Qingleizi?"

Wang Feng's eyes narrowed, and he immediately knew the identity of the person who came. (To be continued......)