Click!

The sharp and boundless sword light, the sword intent that almost crossed the sky, was actually like this, and the figure turned into the black mist was pinched in his hand, and it was shattered like that.

In such a scene, even Wang Yan's pupils suddenly contracted, he did not underestimate the strength of this Luo Sheng, but at the moment, the strength of this Luo Sheng was still beyond his imagination.

That sword light was the sword intent that he had swung out by completely refining the sword intent in his body and fusing the domineering and boundless sword intent of the Thousand Yang Sect Sect Master in the dream world.

According to the standard of strength division in the dream world, his sword definitely has the power to break the peak of the delusion realm!

However, it was such a sword that was blocked by this Luo Sheng! And Luo Sheng didn't use all his strength at all, this shot was not his body at all, it was just a clone that he differentiated with the help of spiritual power!

Ninth-level spiritual master, the strength is so terrifying!

"In my current state, I can only swing one more sword...... If I am stopped by this Luo Saint again, I will be completely helpless......"

Wang Ember quickly calculated in his heart, such a terrifying sword was already his best, even if it was his heyday, such a terrible sword could not be maintained for a long time, not to mention that now Wang Ember was in extremely poor condition, so it was naturally even more impossible to swing it one after another.

"It has to be taken by surprise...... Otherwise, my sword will not be able to play any role at all......"

When such thoughts flashed in Wang Yan's heart, doubts also surfaced.

Why hasn't it come yet? Did you misestimate yourself?

When the rush of thought flashed in Wang Yan's heart, there was another roar on the other side, and Xia Hongzhen shot again at this moment.

The pitch-black sword blade in his hand seemed to have a soul at this moment, and with his roar, the pitch-black sword blade actually jumped out of his hand on its own at this moment, and when it was in mid-air, it suddenly burst out with a dazzling black light, as if a mountain torrent was pouring down, pouring towards the black mist figure.

The power of this sword was a little stronger than the power of Zhong Hun, who had just fought with Wang Yan not long ago, and the torrent of Gang Qi seemed to be transformed by countless sharp swords, and the surging boundless power seemed to be boundless and washed over the figure of the black mist.

However, the black mist figure stood motionless in front of the torrent of black mist, without any movement, and when the surging torrent of surging qi slammed into the front of the black mist figure, it was as if it was blocked by an invisible barrier, and it diverged from both sides on its own, and it was impossible to touch the black mist figure in the slightest!

Hey!

A sneer came from the mouth of the black mist figure, and with this sneer, he suddenly waved his hand, as if he had brushed something away.

And with his movements, the seemingly endless torrent of Gang Qi turned out to be like that, as if it had been forcibly erased by something, and disappeared in mid-air!

While!

There was a crisp sound of metal impact echoing in mid-air, and when the sparks burst out, the pitch-black blade spun and flew out, as if it was hit by something invisible, and Xia Hongzhen in the distance was also like being struck by lightning at this moment, his body shook violently, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his breath was already sluggish.

"The mantis arm is a car...... Do you really think that stepping into the realm of the Great Grandmaster will have the ability to compete with me? ”

The black mist figure carried his hands behind his back, stepped in the air, and slowly walked towards the two of them whose breath was weakened in mid-air.

He walked leisurely, as if Wang Yan and Xia Hongzhen had just attacked with all their might, and for him, it was just a breeze.

"Nine dollars!"

A loud roar sounded, and the black mist figure looked sideways, and in his sight, nine thick chains were already rushing towards him.

The nine chains were pitch black and thick, as if extending out of nothingness, with a rattling sound, extremely fast, and the black mist figure raised his hand and gently wiped it, as if trying to erase the chains as before.

However, the chain did not change in the slightest, and even the speed did not decrease in the slightest, and quickly rushed to the black mist figure, the black mist figure and his hand were like knives, slashing towards the chain, and with a bang, the nine chains seemed to have been cut by the blade, and they were broken in an instant.

It's just that the thick chains that broke apart didn't fall from the air like ordinary chains, but instead fluttered up one after another, turning into a little light, and when the gray mist figure didn't have time to react, it merged into the black mist figure.

"Huh?"

At this moment, even the black mist figure had to let out a soft sound in his mouth, and he felt that there seemed to be some kind of restraint in his body formed abruptly, which actually limited the strength in his body.

"That's the power......" the black mist figure laughed instead.

"Die!"

When the blow was successful, Wang Ember roared, and his originally empty right hand clenched at this moment, and suddenly there was a dazzling golden light extending out of the right hand, and the brilliant golden light was dazzling, as if the heavenly pillar had collapsed, and it seemed to be the sword of the gods, and the boundless domineering meaning was pervasive, and it suddenly slashed down towards the black mist figure.

He also sensed that although the Nine Yuan Lock Xuandu was not as powerful as it was in the dream world, it had already caused the power in the body of this black mist figure to stagnate a little.

It's now, take advantage of this opportunity!

This sword condensed all his last strength!

Boom!

The sound of a huge interplay of gold and iron resounded in the air.

The golden sword light only landed a few centimeters in front of the black mist figure, but it could no longer take a step forward.

"No stratagem has no effect until absolute power, and I have lived for more than two hundred years, and this is something I have always remembered."

The black mist figure slowly walked forward, and his voice was faint.

When he took a step, the golden sword light had already begun to tremble, and when he took the second step, the golden sword light had already exploded, turning into countless fragments of light like glass shards, exploding in all directions.

And Wang Ember was also counterattacked, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and he staggered back, but before he could recover, he saw the black mist figure wave his hand violently.

Rumble!

Wang Yan's eyes were almost bulging out at this moment, and he felt an invisible force crash into his abdomen, the power was so huge that it was even beyond his imagination, and it was beyond the limit of the power that Dou Zhuan Xing could carry, he didn't have any ability to resist at all, he just threw it out in the air, and a large mouthful of blood mixed with internal organ fragments erupted.

"Huh? You still have secrets in you. ”

The black mist figure was keenly aware that the power of his blow just now had been strangely removed when it fell on Wang Yan.

He was not surprised, after all, he had long known that Wang Yan had a great secret hidden in him, and at this moment he stepped indifferently and waved his hand again.

Whoop!

Wang Yan's body instantly seemed to be slashed by countless invisible blades, and when the whole person screamed miserably, the flesh and blood on his body rolled up, and blood gushed out.

"Ember!"

In the crowd below, Wang Wei and the others were already stunned, and Wang Yuan screamed, rushed into the shop on the side, picked up a fruit knife, and threw it at the black mist figure in the sky, trying to help Wang Yan in this almost ridiculous way.

That fruit knife, which didn't have much strength, naturally couldn't hurt the black mist figure in the slightest.

However, it also attracted the attention of the black mist figure.

"This is your family?"

The black mist figure turned its head to look at Wang Wei and the three of them below.

"If you dare to do something to me, you will die."

The voice of the black mist figure was faint, and he slowly opened his palms towards the three Wang Wei below.

"No!"

Wang Yan's eyes were cracking, and he roared, desperately trying to rush towards the black mist figure with his bloody body.

Xia Hongzhen, whose aura was already languishing to the extreme, also rushed out at this time, trying to stop the black mist figure.

However, in the next moment, the two of them were like insects frozen in amber, unable to move a single bit.

"Let's just see with your own eyes how your loved ones died."

There was a strong cruelty in the voice of the black mist figure, and in the gaze of Wang Yan, who was almost dripping blood, his palm opened a little towards Wang Yuan and the three people below.

Crash!

In the sky shrouded in black fog, suddenly there was a violent rolling sound, like the rolling of ocean waves, and the black fog in the sky was suddenly torn apart in a domineering posture at this moment, and a figure appeared in the crack of the black fog.

Such a change appeared so suddenly that the black mist figure was stunned for a moment, and when he looked at the suddenly appeared figure, his voice immediately became a little gloomy.

"Lin Chuanyuan?! You dare to meddle in my business?! ”

"Luo Sheng's matter, I naturally don't dare to interfere without authorization, this time I came forward on the orders of Sikong Wusheng."

The figure that suddenly appeared was none other than the suppression envoy who had a relationship with Wang Yan, Lin Chuanyuan!

It's just that at this moment, Lin Chuanyuan has incomparable piety on his face, holding a piece of rice paper in both hands.

On the rice paper, a big black character jumped on it.

Stop!

It's just a word, but there is an indescribable domineering rushing to the face, and even the monstrous eyes of this black mist figure seem to be suppressed before this word!

"Sikong Martial Saint?"

The black mist figure sneered: "Last time, I have already given Sikong Tianxiong a face, this time, he doesn't want to let me bow my head like last time!" ”

And just as his voice fell, the big stop word that Lin Chuanyuan was holding trembled violently.

In the next moment, the pitch-black ink turned into a big hand at this moment, seeping out of the rice paper with lightning speed, and slapping at the black mist figure like lightning!