Familiar in the hall.

Wang Shen stood in the gray mist and looked up at the ruined hall of the heart.

The hall was as quiet as ever, and the rows of bronze candlesticks had been extinguished, as if everything was normal.

In the dark hall, you can faintly see a few candlesticks that are still overturned to the ground.

"Finally...... I'm back in the dream world......

After a few days, Wang Yan finally entered this dream world again.

"Shang Yu ...... This time, I'm going to kill you!"

Muttering to himself, Wang Ember strode into the hall of righteousness.

It's still the same familiar sandalwood fragrance as last time.

Phew!

Phew!

Phew!

As soon as he stepped into this hall of righteousness, the bronze candlesticks that had been quietly extinguished suddenly lit up without warning.

The candlesticks quickly burned into a straight line, illuminating the entire Zhengxin Hall in a few seconds.

On the high platform in the deepest part of the main hall, the statue of the god with only half a head still stood quietly, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be smiling.

Three half-burned incense sticks were inserted in the censer in front of the idol and were extinguished.

Although the room was still quiet, at the moment when the candlesticks were lit up one after another, Wang Yan did not hesitate, and his true qi surged wildly, and he punched to the side.

Peng!

Fists to palms.

Circles of air spread out.

In the dark corner where the light of the candlestick could not shine, a tall figure in a Taoist robe stepped out, and with a shock of his palm, Wang Yan was shaken out.

Shang Yu's face was stiff, and there was still such a huge wound on his waist, and he stepped out at this time, and at the moment when Wang Ember withdrew, he pinched the trick with one hand, and suddenly pointed at Wang Ember.

Whoop!

Countless sounds of air currents suddenly sounded in the air, and in front of Wang Yan, the space distorted and wriggled, as if it had turned into an invisible rope, quickly closing in from all directions, trying to trap Wang Yan in it.

Wang Yan retreated, his toes lifted upward, and a bronze candlestick was provoked by him with his toes and fell into his hand.

"It's heavy!"

The moment the candlestick fell into his hand, the feeling of being extremely heavy made Wang Yan a little surprised in his heart, he didn't expect that this bronze candlestick would be so heavy.

But in the next moment, the bronze candlestick, which weighed no less than 5,000 catties, was rotated by Wang Yan, setting off a whistling wind, and violently swept out in all directions.

Gong! Gong! Gong!

There were several explosions in succession, and the invisible rope that was wriggling towards Wang Ember was directly burst by Wang Ember with such an amazing brute force.

Peng!

The ground shook with force.

With the power of the recoil, Wang Yan's whole person shot out like lightning and pounced on the Shang Yu.

On the bronze candlestick in his hand, he was infused with a large amount of true qi, and the light on it actually brightened a little at this moment, and smashed towards the head of the merchant emperor.

When the wind was strong, the Shang Yu seemed to be stiff and unable to react, and he didn't slowly raise his hand until the bronze candlestick was about to fall on top of his head.

Whoop!

A large amount of black mist surged out of his cuffs like a small snake, and the black mist seemed to be alive, extremely fast, wriggling and rushing towards Wang Yan.

This little mist snake appeared extremely suddenly, and Wang Yan, who was attacking Shang Yu with ten thousand momentum, was caught off guard for a while, and was instantly covered by the black mist snake covering his entire face.

"What the hell is this!"

Wang Yan clearly felt that the little black mist snake that covered his entire face was like a real living thing, desperately burrowing into the gap in his face!

Eyes, ears, and even pores, the little snake seemed to be pervasive, desperately burrowing into all the gaps on Wang Yan's body.

There was a dense rush on the skin

Sting.

"Get out of here!"

The earth qi in Wang Yan's body suddenly erupted, and between the thunder and light, it confronted the black mist that covered his whole body.

However, the black mist was extremely weird, and despite the impact of the thunder, it didn't move, still desperately trying to drill into Wang Yan's body.

Wang Yan could even feel that the black mist seemed to be far more than that, and it seemed to be still absorbing the true qi in his body!

"Bloodfiend kills!"

With a burst of shouts, a phantom with two horns emerged from Wang Ash's body, trying to break through the layers of black mist covering Wang Ash's body.

However, the black mist seemed to be as tough as cowhide, and the phantom was full of strength under the mist, but it couldn't break through the entanglement of the black mist for a while.

From the outside, it looks like a cat trapped in a sack, rampage trying to get out of the sack.

Call!

Just when Wang Ember tried his best to break free from the shackles of the black mist.

Suddenly, there was a whistling wind in my ears.

Wang Yan's hairs stood on end, and he felt a strong murderous intent at this moment, and there was no hesitation at this moment.

"Boom!"

With a cold shout, the phantom that was originally rampaging under the cover of the black mist suddenly exploded on its own.

The sound of the shock echoed, and the powerful impact generated by the explosion of the blood demon phantom finally completely broke away the black mist.

And that powerful impact also made Dewang Ember fall back again and again, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

However, Wang Yan didn't even have time to wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth.

Because in front of him, a large hand was clapping at him.

This palm seemed to be reversed, squeezing out all of Wang Yan's vision in an instant, and the surrounding space seemed to be condensing and shrinking under this palm, as if it wanted to incorporate all the surrounding voids into this palm.

Under the palm of his hand, Wang Ember felt that the void around him was completely blocked, and he couldn't even make any backward movements.

"If you don't retreat, you will enter!"

A cold light flashed in Wang Yan's eyes.

Boom!

A rusty sword fell into his hand, Wang Yan suddenly stepped on it, and the layers of strength converged directly on the rusty sword in his hand under this step, and the immeasurable true qi in his body was like a raging sea under this step, frantically gathering the rusty sword in his hand.

A sword!

While!

The rusty sword exploded into countless fragments in an instant, flying upside down in all directions, but Shang Yu's strange palm also fell backwards and retreated in such a collision.

Among the countless rusty sword fragments that flew out in all directions, Wang Yan suddenly rubbed his hands.

One after another, the invisible strength was permeated, and the pieces of rusty sword fragments that were originally flying out in all directions in a disorderly manner quickly turned around with Wang Yan's movements.

"Go!"

When Wang Yan raised his hand and pointed at it, the pieces of rusty sword fragments suddenly erupted, surging towards the Shang Emperor.

Brush!

However, at this moment, the figure of Shang Yu suddenly disappeared.

His figure was like a ghost, completely stiff and stiff, and at an incredibly fast speed, he passed through the rusty sword fragments scattered from the sky, and appeared in front of Wang Ember in the blink of an eye.

Perverse!

He suddenly slapped Wang Yan's forehead, and the moment the palm wind whistled out, it was accompanied by an extremely sharp whistling sound, and behind the Shang Yu, there was a huge strange phantom faintly emerging.

This palm is extremely fast, but the power is also extremely great.

A rusty sword stood in front of Wang Yan, but in front of such a powerful palm, it was easily smashed like tofu, followed by the second and third......

A full nine rusty swords were pierced by this Shang Yu's palm!

"Die!"

The strong wind was howling, and the rusty sword stabbed at Shang Yu with an incomparably sharp aura.

Shang Yu's expression was still blank, and his movements were the same

The ghost, turned into an afterimage, appeared in all directions and attacked Wang Ember.

Wang Yan could only barely keep up with his movements, although it was a rusty sword in his hand, but in his hand it seemed to be a sharp and boundless divine weapon, constantly fighting with this Shang Yu.

Dangdang!

The extremely crisp sound of gold and iron was continuous, and every time it collided, a rusty sword would shatter in Wang Yan's hand, even if Wang Ember protected the rusty sword with his true qi, it would still shatter at the touch of this Shang Yu's seemingly indestructible palm.

But the most important thing in Wang Yan's hand was the sword, and in just a few minutes, more than a dozen swords had been shattered in the hands of the Shang Emperor.

One after another, terrifying true qi fluctuations, even after smashing the rusty sword, were still transmitted to Wang Yan's body, and Wang Yan trembled again and again.

Peng!

Finally, after another rusty sword shattered, Wang Ember didn't even have time to take out a new rusty sword, and the Shang Yu's body appeared like a night crow, and pressed a palm on Wang Ye's chest.

Burst!

The terrifying palm power exploded instantly, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of Wang Yan's mouth, and he was hit by this palm and retreated, but when he retreated, the Shang Yu bullied him and slapped several palms one after another, all of which hit Wang Yan's chest.

Bang bang bang!

The terrifying strength erupted one after another, Wang Ember retreated again and again, his breath collapsed in an instant, his body staggered back, and the Shang Yu's palms came out one after another, imprinted on Wang Ember's chest one after another.

"Akari Ma ......"

The cold and emotionless syllables spit out from Shang Yu's mouth, his palm movement slowed down, a palm slowly raised, and a huge black shadow appeared behind him, like a poisonous dragon, as Shang Yu slowly raised his palm, the huge black shadow like a poisonous dragon behind him slowly poked out its fangs, and was about to stab at Wang Yan with Shang Yu's palm.

Syllable!

Suddenly, without warning, a palm pressed against the wound on Shang Yu's waist.

That palm didn't have too much strength, but the moment it landed on Shang Yu's waist, even Shang Yu seemed to be stunned for a moment.

At this time, the strength of his whole body was mobilized on the palm of his hand, and all the strength was too late to defend himself.

The extremely rich breath of life seemed to burst like a great river in an instant, and it frantically poured into its body from the huge wound in its waist.

Its body trembled instantly, and it staggered back a few steps, but in the blink of an eye, countless sarcomas had grown on its body, instantly submerging it entirely.

Wang Yan, who was still unable to parry, pressed one hand on the sarcoma of the Shang Imperial Palace at this moment.

The other hand is a slow point.

Syllable!

A ball that looks like it has been punctured by a needle.

The sarcoma exploded in an instant.