"Wang saw that there were no Taoist companions, and it just so happened that there were no Taoist companions, so why don't you practice together and spend a long time on the road of cultivation together?"

Wang Feng said while smiling, his tone was frivolous, and the naked ** in his eyes was undisguised.

The way he looks like a disciple is naturally not intentional, but deliberate, the purpose is to provoke Huo Yun'er.

Among Zuo Yangbo, Zhan Jiuting, and Huo Yun'er, Wang Feng could feel that Huo Yun'er was the weakest and Zuo Yangbo was the strongest.

Fighting is like going up the stairs, you need to take it step by step, otherwise the steps will be too big, and it will be easy to pull the egg. And if the battle is a big step, let alone eggs, even life will be gone.

So Wang Feng was very cautious, in his heart, before the battle, he had already lined the four of them from weak to strong, and at the same time, he also lined up the order of his own battle with them.

However, the four of them will definitely not fight him one by one from weak to strong, and they need to control it themselves at this time.

Controlling their emotions is equivalent to taking control of the initiative.

In any victory, there is no fluke mentality, and Wang Feng is also not lucky.

If Zuo Yangbo suddenly came over at this time, even if Wang Feng could kill him, he would not have much strength to fight again.

And if you put him at the end, it's completely different.

The nature of the Heaven Killing Clone Technique is applicable at any time.

Now, too!

"What an ignorant pariah, looking for death!"

Sure enough, these disciples of the Qingyun Dao Sect all looked above the top, looking like they were sacrosanct, as soon as Wang Feng said this, Huo Yun'er's face was cold, and he directly flashed into the field.

"This Wang Feng, it's really damned!" Zuo Yangbo and Zhan Jiuting's faces were ugly.

"I'm looking for death, you're looking for death!"

Wang Feng saw that Huo Yun'er actually stepped into the room, and his evil smile suddenly turned cold.

The next moment. Two hundred late-stage clones of the Xuankong suddenly appeared.

Without warning, out of thin air.

Huo Yun'er was not given any chance at all, and two hundred clones were erected with one hand at the same time, and two Buddha palms immediately appeared in the sky.

Strictly speaking, not two, but two hundred.

It's just that every hundred Buddha palms are stacked on top of each other, and it looks like one Buddha palm.

Low-level Occult Technique: Divine Palm!

Two golden palms that seemed to be made of pure gold filled the entire formation in an instant. A golden yellow that shines on the heavens and the earth.

"Clone!Ground-level mystical technique!Yun'er be careful!"

Zuo Yangbo and Zhan Jiuting reminded almost at the same time.

"Be careful, be careful, what to do unexpectedly if it's useful!"

Wang Feng's whole person directly left an afterimage in the same place, and the cold and fierce voice echoed in this formation.

Two hundred Divine Palms of the late Xuankong Stage, even if they can't kill the Xuanxia Period, they can seriously injure the Xuanshen Period.

Wang Feng knows. Since Huo Yun'er is the great elder of Qingyanzi, he must also have a ground-level mystic technique in his hand, not to mention that his own Divine Palm is seriously injured, and even whether he can hurt Huo Yun'er is two words.

However, whether Huo Yun'er would be seriously injured or not, Wang Feng didn't care very much.

The other party has two choices, either like himself, to resist this palm.

If he resisted this palm, Wang Feng's body would be a minor injury at most, but the other party would be serious. Definitely a serious injury.

Either he used his earth-level mystic technique to break this palm, and once this happened, it would mean that the opponent's strength had been reduced by half, and Wang Feng could take this opportunity to get close.

No matter how you choose. There is only one result waiting for Huo Yun'er, and that is death!

rumble

As soon as the two palms appeared, Wang Feng felt that the entire space suddenly turned into a swamp, and his movements were more than ten times slower.

A total of two palm ranges. Huo Yun'er occupies one, and Wang Feng occupies one.

If you want to kill Huo Yun'er, you must at least break free. Come under the palm of the god on top of each other's heads.

In this way, whether she breaks this Rulai Divine Palm or chooses to resist hard, Wang Feng has a chance to kill her!

"Samadhi is a true fire, and the red flame is monstrous!"

Huo Yun'er faced the Rulai Divine Palm that fell from the sky, her expression was solemn, and her mouth was slightly open, and she was able to spit out a red flame.

The flame rose at the sight of the wind, and in an instant it turned into a sea of red fire, and the flames were so monstrous that it formed a huge flame canopy above.

The slightest flame flew up, and the temperature in the air skyrocketed for a while.

"Break free for me!"

On the other side, Wang Feng's face was ruthless, his muscles were swollen, the green tendons in his arms were bulging, and under the huge pressure of the Rulai Divine Palm, his entire body was bent down.

This is a palm formed by the hundred Nyorai Divine Palms that were displayed in the later stage of the Hundred Xuankong Body.

This coercion alone is enough to crush a monk in the late stage of Xuankong, if it is not for the physical cultivation to break through the realm of half-step body respect, even if it is as strong as Wang Feng, he will not dare to shake it.

And now, he not only has to shake hard, but also break free!

With his legs bent slightly, Wang Feng seemed to be able to hear the crackling sound coming from all over his body.

It was the unyielding struggle of the body.

"Drink!"

Wang Feng shouted as hard as he could, his legs stretched out suddenly, and the whole person shot out towards the other palm print, that is, where Huo Yun'er was.

rumble

The two palms fell in unison, almost grazing Wang Feng's heels, and the huge roar shook the entire formation.

The strong and violent energy raged wildly in the formation.

On the other side, the Rulai Divine Palm on the top of Huo Yun'er's head slapped down on the flame canopy.

Then the flame canopy exploded at the same time as the entire huge palm, and the intense energy raged with the sea of fire.

Wang Feng's half-step Xuanyin Stage spiritual power shield was swallowed by the sea of fire in an instant, melting into nothingness, and even his body was roasted red.

"What kind of earth-level mystic technique is my Dao, it turns out to be this flame might!"

Wang Feng was roasted by this high temperature, and said secretly in his heart.

Just the embers could bake his half-step body red, and this samadhi true fire was not simple.

But no matter how simple it is, it's just that the flame is not simple.

Huo Yun'er shook this magic palm, and most of the spiritual power was consumed, and it was the moment when the old power was just exhausted and the new power was not born.

Wang Feng was different, he dodged the palm that should have slapped him, and Huo Yun'er blocked another Rulai divine palm, except that he was baked by the samadhi true fire. Unscathed.

In this state, he approached Huo Yun'er's body again, where would he stay for half a moment.

Almost the moment his figure hit the ground, he moved.

It was like a tiger out of the cage, appearing directly in front of Huo Yun'er, clenching his right hand into a fist and smashing it towards Huo Yun'er's head.

boom

Huo Yun'er's face was pale, but she didn't have time to react at all, and she was directly knocked to the ground by Wang Feng's punch, and the spiritual power shield outside her delicate body suddenly dimmed.

"Yun'er!"

"Yun'er!"

Almost two exclamations sounded at the same time, but it was Zuo Yangbo and Zhan Jiuting's exclamations.

The Year of the Crane is dead and dead, an offering. I don't have any contact with them, and this time I came out purely as a tool to hurry.

But Huo Yun'er is different, the three of them are the eldest disciples of the three elders, and they are almost the peers with the best relationship in the entire Qingyun Dao Sect.

The most important thing is that if Huo Yun'er has any kind of difference, Qing Yanzi will definitely go berserk!

"Hehe, you can get into my formation, but you can't get out of this formation. ”

Wang Feng was full of black hair and danced wildly, extremely arrogant. He punched Huo Yun'er's head again.

The ground trembled.

This scene is so familiar.

Just like that day, in front of the Lanxi Chamber of Commerce, Wang Feng killed Wang Changhai, the elder of the Wang family.

It's just that the subject has changed from an old man to a woman like a flower.

But the result is the same.

Huo Yun'er's pretty face was frightened. wanted to move, but she had no choice but to be trampled to death by Wang Feng in her chest and abdomen, as if a mountain peak was pressing her so that she couldn't move at all, so she could only let Wang Feng smash her spiritual shield with one punch.

The terrifying power of the other party was like a mountain falling down with each blow. smashed his internal organs to pieces, his spiritual power was disordered, and his soul trembled.

Just two punches. Huo Yun'er felt that her internal organs had been completely shattered.

was shattered alive by the terrifying power of the other party.

Horror, it's terrifying.

Huo Yun'er had never seen a monk possess such a supernatural power, in other words, this kind of power was simply not something that a human being could possess, not even a monk of Xuan Ming.

At this moment, her appearance was extremely miserable, bleeding from seven holes, her beautiful face was completely covered with blood, Wang Feng was even more arrogant, one foot between his chest and abdomen, her right hand clenched into a fist, and the bow fell down fiercely.

In Wang Feng's eyes, as long as it is an enemy, it does not distinguish between men and women, and if it is killed, it is a corpse.

boom

The ground shook again, and the spiritual power shield around Huo Yun'er's body shattered in response.

He didn't have the slightest bit of a hand because the other party was a woman, and there was a strong wildness and madness all over his body.

"Wang Feng, stop it!"

Zhan Jiuting exclaimed.

"Oh?"

Wang Feng responded.

It's not that he wants to set the fire to Yun'er, but to give the other party a little hope to prevent him from blowing himself up.

Whether it is a monk or an ordinary person, in a situation of emotion or even despair, he will always do something that he would not normally dare to do, and obviously, the same is true of self-detonation.

In this narrow formation, if the other party really blew himself up, Wang Feng would definitely be choked.

"Wang Feng, let Yun'er go, I'll contact my master, with his cultivation in the late stage of Xuanming, he will definitely be able to break this formation, and the rules in the jade slip are useless. ”

Zuo Yangbo said anxiously.

"Is that true?"

Wang Feng's eyes lit up and he said happily.

"Seriously, let me go, and I'll send a message to me......"

Huo Yun'er thought that Wang Feng had agreed, and hurriedly said in a hoarse voice, but the words were only spoken, but Wang Feng probed into Huo Yun'er's dantian with lightning speed and grabbed her Xuanying out.

"Huh?"

Huoyun was stunned, Zhan Jiuting was stunned, and even Zuo Yangbo was stunned.

Fast, it's too fast.

Wang Feng, who looked surprised at the last moment, turned his face in an instant and directly took out Huo Yun'er's Xuanying.

"Wang Feng!"

Huo Yun'er was stunned for a moment, then stared at Wang Feng and roared.

His soul infant has not yet had time to enter the Xuan Infant, and now he can't even leave the Xuan Infant body, which is equivalent to being directly abolished by the dantian, and all the cultivation of the Xuan Ying period has been abolished.

The current Huo Yun'er is equivalent to an ordinary person.

Everyman?

"Give me death!"

Wang Feng's eyes widened, he didn't bother to say half a nonsense, and smashed a punch on Huo Yun'er's face mercilessly.

boom

A beautiful face exploded like a watermelon under Wang Feng's iron fist, red and white flew one after another, and the smell of blood rose to the sky.

At this point, Huo Yun'er, the eldest disciple of the three old Qingyanzi of the Qingyun Dao Sect, a generation of personal disciples, and the leader of the disciples of the Qingyun Dao Sect, died! (To be continued......)