From beginning to end, Wang Yan had a clear understanding of his own strength.

His current strength in the real world is equivalent to an ordinary grandmaster-level martial artist at most, of course, because of the power of his divine sense, he has a natural restraint against the spiritual master, and when facing the spiritual master, he can gain a little more advantage.

However, this did not mean that he was qualified to fight against an eighth-level spiritual master, and this eighth-level spiritual master was not an ordinary eighth-level spiritual master, but one of the several Dharma protectors of the Tai Sui Society.

Such a terrifying character, how could he and Jiang Feng, who was no longer at his peak, be able to deal with?

Before the battle even began, Wang Ember had already made his goal clear.

Don't seek to defeat this eighth-level spiritual master, just let the breath of this eighth-level spiritual master leak out!

Although this eighth-level spiritual master has already appeared in the city in a grand manner, it does not mean that he dares to show the breath of the eighth level, because the breath of the eighth level is extremely dazzling in the city, like a cone in a bag, once it is revealed, it will inevitably attract the attention of the suppression envoy!

And now, Wang Yan's surprise attack has already done this!

"I'll kill you!"

The man in the trench coat had also realized that his almost instinctive counterattack had already been the eighth-level aura that he had been trying to suppress from the beginning of the battle, and it had leaked out.

That was also something that could not be helped, just at that moment, his spiritual power was shaken up a little, and that kid took this opportunity to slash out that amazing sword.

The spiritual master's physical weakness is notoriously weak, even if he is an eighth level, he is not protected by spiritual power, once he is hit by that kid's sword, he will inevitably be injured!

Forced into desperation, he had to expose his eighth-level aura!

The suppression envoy who suppressed the five nearby provinces was probably already aware of the eighth-level aura he had revealed, and at this time, he was afraid that he had already rushed over to this side!

Anyway, the breath has leaked, so I just don't do anything, just go all out, slaughter that Jiang Feng, and take this kid down!

If you're lucky, you might even be able to escape from the clutches of the suppressor!

As such a thought flashed through his mind, the man in the trench coat roared in annoyance.

I was actually tricked by a kid who was so weak in blood and blood! The dignified eighth-level spiritual master was actually tricked by the kid in front of him who was old enough to be his grandson, and he was forced to use all his strength at that moment!

It's a great shame, a great shame! Even in the face of Jiang Feng in his heyday, he would never use all his strength to expose the aura of the eighth level!

At this moment, when the roar sounded, the man in the trench coat had already shot with all his strength in an instant, and there was a thick black qi behind him that covered the sky and the sun like a shadow, like an endless deep black sea, and when the man in the trench coat raised his hand, he smashed down towards Wang Yan with a brazen and unrivaled attitude.

The black qi was not only heavy and boundless, but even had an extremely strong corrosive aura, as if it could devour all the breath of life, and when it suddenly fell towards Wang Ash's cover, Wang Ash's complexion changed greatly.

He could feel that this blow was enough to kill him!

His heartbeat accelerated suddenly, and at this moment, Wang Yan had no reservations, and all his moves were exhausted in an instant, and he didn't dare to hide anything!

In the face of such an offensive, the angry blow of the eighth-level spiritual master, no matter how clumsy it is, it will only kill itself!

In an instant, in the sea of Wang Ember's consciousness, all the power of divine consciousness surged out unreservedly at this moment, and a glowing little man in the center of his eyebrows strode out, looking the same as Wang Ember, the glazed light flashed around him, his face was solemn, and his little hand was slightly raised, facing the oncoming sea of black qi.

At the same time, Wang Ember walked around the void, his body wandered quickly, trying to rush to the edge of the black gas, and in the process of escaping, the sound of the sword roared sounded, and the crimson sword light brightened, and at the same time slashed towards the oncoming cover

Coming black gas!

At this moment, Wang Yan used almost all of his strength, and even the divine sense villain in his eyebrows no longer hid it!

Of course, this is not exactly all the power of Wang Yan, when something is impossible, he still has a last resort, that is, to attract the sword intent in his body.

It's just that the reason why Wang Yan didn't trigger the Huanghuang Sword Intent at the first time was because he knew very well that the suppression had probably gone here at this moment.

If his brilliant sword intent was exposed, even if it was a suppression envoy, Wang Yan didn't dare to guarantee that the other party would have any strange heart.

And as a villain with divine sense, he can prevaricate the past with his spiritual power!

The vast black air that covered the sky and the sun covered it, even though Wang Yan had gone all out, he still had a sense of powerlessness, as if an ordinary person was facing a natural disaster, it was a deep sense of powerlessness that rose from the depths of his heart.

"Boy, I'm here to save you!" Jiang Feng, who was fighting with the slime-covered monster on the side, also sensed the surging and suppressed terrifying aura here, and when he looked at it, his eyes suddenly cracked, and he roared, even ignoring the crazy attack of the monster in front of him, and forced the monster to leave a deep bite mark on his shoulder, and there were pitch-black traces spreading among the bite marks, as if they were corroded by sulfuric acid, but in an instant, they emitted a fishy and unpleasant smell of decay.

But Jiang Feng didn't care about it at all, and after resisting this blow stubbornly, when he pounced directly towards Wang Yan's side, the golden qi appeared in the sky, like a golden river, fighting against the sea of black qi that came to Wang Yan's face together.

It's just that, as an all-out blow from an eighth-level spiritual master, how could this blow be a good one?

"Ahhhhh

As soon as they made contact, Jiang Feng and Wang Yan burst out with roars at the same time.

The golden was instantly defeated by the black qi in the sky, and the crimson sword light was also instantly submerged by the boundless sea of black qi, the vast and heavy power like the boundless ocean, almost crushed the attack of Jiang Feng and Wang Yan with a devastating momentum, like a mountain smashing a small grass, without the slightest effort!

The vast power smashed directly on Jiang Feng and Wang Yan's bodies, although at the critical moment, Wang Shen forcibly crossed a short distance with a circle of virtual wandering, grabbed Jiang Feng, and took him away from the center of the sea of black qi, but the two of them still felt as if their bodies had been hit by a mountain.

The two of them spurted out a mouthful of blood almost instantly, Wang Yan was fine, Jiang Feng directly passed out and fell to the ground, already unconscious.

Although Wang Yan was still able to barely stay awake, but under the successive injuries, his body was almost at the limit, and a large mouthful of blood spat out of his mouth, but the blood was not normal bright red, but black and green, almost like mucus, and even had an unpleasant stench.

The spiritual power of this trench coat man is simply weird to the extreme, not only has a surging power, but even has an extremely powerful weird corrosive power, like sulfuric acid, corroding Wang Yan's body.

Wang Yan could clearly feel that the black qi remaining on his body was devouring his blood qi, but under the suppression of his divine sense, the devouring speed of that black qi was very slow, and there would not be too many problems for the time being.

But Jiang Feng was different, his strength had already dropped greatly, and he was injured by the weird slime monster again, and at this moment, he was once again hit by this extremely weird man in a trench coat with such a strange spiritual power.

Now unconscious, if he doesn't force out the weird spiritual power in his body in time, his body may soon be unable to stand it!

"You can block my blow......

The cold voice sounded, and countless black smoke filled the back of the man in the trench coat, like a cold demonic aura blown out of hell, and his face was no longer the previous hypocritical and elegant smile, but with a cold twist, the trench coat was churning in the boundless black air, like a demon coming out of hell.

"But it's okay, you're all going to die......

He slowly raised his hand again, the black qi churned, becoming more and more intense, and a vast force accumulated again.

Both

One guy just blocked his own blow, and he had done his best, and now that one of these two guys was seriously injured and the other was unconscious, what else could they do to block their next blow?

When such a thought appeared in his heart, he suddenly caught the strange expression on the face of the kid named Wang Yan in his sight.

There didn't seem to be a scared look on the kid's face.

It's laughing.

Laughing?

The man in the trench coat suddenly had an extremely strong sense of danger in his heart, but before he could react, in this gloomy domain that he had constructed with his spiritual power, suddenly a fresh night breeze blew in, accompanied by the miserable white moonlight shining into this gloomy domain!

Click.

Countless tombstones shattered on their own, as if they could not withstand some invisible pressure in the void, and exploded into countless fragments.

The slime monster that exuded a sky-high fishy smell suddenly let out a mournful roar, and then the entire huge body suddenly exploded, turning into countless slime, and when it was scattered in mid-air, it suddenly made a sizzling sound, as if it had been evaporated.

And countless explosions evaporated in the slime.

A tall black figure stood silently, the white moonlight pouring in from the outside world above his head, and a heavy cloak rolled up behind his back.

There was no sound, and no one noticed when the shadow appeared, as if it had been standing here from the beginning, but it had not been noticed.

However, the moment he saw this figure, the man in the trench coat flew back like a fried cat, without hesitation!

The repression is coming!