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"Hey, what a junior, such a tough **, can take a palm from this seat, look at the palm!" the man became excited and said loudly.

As he spoke, he continued to attack Wang An.

The palm shadow is heavy, mysterious and unpredictable, and every blow is to shatter the space, leaving traces in the space.

It was a formidable attack.

Wang An also did not show weakness, and directly waved his fist to meet the past.

Every punch is extremely simple, but it contains the most reason.

The fist is full of strength, the Daoguang is sweeping, and the power is monstrous.

"Crackling, crackling, crackling, popping" sounds constantly, the figures are staggered, and the energy is agitated.

Even the gorges on both sides are cracked.

"Hehehe, someone is fighting, Ge Laozi, come and see the excitement!" A guy with a sword in his hand suddenly appeared, powerful and powerful, giving people a feeling of extreme danger.

It seems to be a divine weapon standing there, and once it is cut down, it is absolutely powerful.

"Boom!", Wang An and the man both retreated.

Wang An's expression remained unchanged, and several fist prints appeared on the man's body, and he was slowly recovering at this moment.

"The physical strength of the inferior Nine Transformation Spirit Soldiers!" Wang An said lightly: "Not bad, amazing!"

"Do you talk like that, Lao Tzu is powerful, and you struck out a fist mark, doesn't it mean that you are more powerful, what kind of boxing technique are you, it is more powerful than Lao Tzu's thousand palms, it seems to be the basic boxing method!" the man continued.

"Hong Feng, your vision is too bad, that is the basic boxing method, but it has been cultivated to the realm of turning decay into magic, and even to the point of simplicity. It is not inferior to the ordinary earth-level, or even heaven-level boxing techniques, and your golden bell jar is actually inferior to the other party, which is strange. Could it be that you little fellow have taken the path of becoming an immortal in the flesh!" said the guy with the sword.

"Lao Tzu will not know, I just think that his fist is powerful, Gu Sanjian, are you itchy skin. You want to talk to me!" Hong Feng said loudly.

His strength was lost to a master of the realm of Yu Dan like Wang An, and he was embarrassed to continue to challenge Wang An, and at this moment, he immediately provoked Gu Sanjian.

"Fight, fight, Lao Tzu will be afraid of you!" Gu Sanjian immediately became excited.

With a finger of the sword in his hand, a powerful momentum rose.

The sword qi is everywhere, the law is sweeping, and this place has become the field of sword qi.

Hong Feng was still unmoved, and golden light appeared on his body, protecting himself.

The powerful sword qi swept over, only causing the golden light to ripple.

This is the vajra cover, Wang An was a little curious, and it seemed to be transformed by gangqi.

Could it be that this guy is also from the Air Sect.

The momentum of the two became stronger and stronger, and they kept colliding.

"Boom!", the sword qi and the golden light struck, and the bodies of both of them shook, and then rushed towards each other. There are many 605 masters

The sword aura is like a rainbow, and the palm shadow is heavy.

The battle was fierce.

The two of them were extremely fast, and at a moment, it seemed that countless Hong Feng were fighting with countless Gu Sanjian.

Every move is fierce to the extreme.

It is all instinctive reaction, and if you are not careful, you will be in danger of being damaged or seriously injured.

"It's so lively, Qi Sect Hongfeng, Sword Sect Gu Three Swords, eat me with a knife!" Someone rushed over again, and the sword was overflowing.

The law swept and directly joined the warband.

Three-on-one is even more dangerous.

"Fight, why don't you have me!" another man brandished a spear and killed him.

The spear shook, and the shot was lit, and the space was all piercing the space and leaving marks.

I'm afraid this person is a disciple of the robbery sect.

At this moment, the four of them fought together.

After a while, Hong Feng and Gu Sanjian joined forces to deal with the sword.

For a while, the robber and the knife were used to deal with Gu Sanjian.

Several people fought in a mess, and the space collapsed, and the demonic energy rolled.

All of a sudden, everyone stopped.

"Happy, happy, little brother, I don't know which one you belong to?" Hong Feng said loudly.

The one who used the gun and the one who used the knife all looked at Wang An curiously.

Within the sect, there is a huge gap in identity, not the same realm, unless the friendship is deep, otherwise it will definitely not be in the eyes.

Wang An smiled faintly: "Qi Sect Wang An!"

"You are Senior Brother Wang An, no wonder, hahaha, if you really have a demonic physique, I'm afraid you're not even forty years old, hahaha, compared to your Sword Sect, Gun Sect, and Sword Sect, you are much more powerful, and you really deserve to be the master of the Qi Sect!"

"It's just the realm of the Jiedan, and the peerless demons, the peerless demons are probably all the martial gods of the Pregnant God Realm at this age. The combat power is close to the Great Perfection of the Yuan Shen!" said the gunman unconvinced.

"Yang Tieqiang, don't be unconvinced, I'm afraid you are not the opponent of Senior Brother Wang An, the realm of Jiedan is on par with Lao Tzu, what is it if you are not a peerless demon?"

"You say you're on par with you, you're on par, who knows you're not boasting. Said loudly with a battle intent in his eyes.

The sword qi on his body was vertical and horizontal, and the spirit soldier in his hand made a buzzing sound.

"Zhou Weiming, you are not convinced, you can just make a move on my junior brother!" Hong Feng continued.

"I'm going to give it a try!" As he spoke, Zhou Weiming pulled out his long knife.

Every time you pull out a trace, the momentum is a strong point.

At that moment, the sword qi swept and locked on Wang An.

Wang An showed a hint of a smile: "Senior Brother Zhou is smart, junior brother is willing to bow to the wind, don't fight!" These people are not bad, there are no ten years of retreat, Wang An is really not an opponent, all of them have a complete battle of the Yuan Shen, and their own realm is only in the realm of pregnant gods, and there are many peerless 605 masters

Talented.

It's just that Wang An can't tell what kind of physique they are.

"Senior brother, don't be polite, I feel the sword intent in you, rest assured, senior brother, I will definitely show mercy!" Zhou Weiming said at this time.

As soon as the words fell, a long knife came out of its sheath with a bang, and the knife rolled over.

Swept directly into the past, the space seemed to crack a crack.

Wang An became solemn at this moment.

The right hand was opened, the law surged, and a long knife condensed.

Just condensed a mighty sword intent emanated.

At that moment, the momentum clashed, the sword intent was vertical and horizontal, and the space was shattered.

Before you do it, it gives people an extremely depressed feeling.

"What a heavy murderous aura, you are a killing knife!"

"You're not bad, sharp and amazing!" Wang An still said flatly.

"Then win or lose!" Zhou Weiming said with a strong sense of war.

As he spoke, the sword flashed and attacked.

Like lightning, it gives people a feeling of indestructibility and fragmentation.

At the same time, the long knife in Wang An's hand also shot, and he still attacked the past.

The two figures are staggered.

It seems to have changed positions.

"You're good, I've lost!" Zhou Weiming said at this time.

"Your sword attainments are definitely above me, I'm afraid you have comprehended the way of the sword!"

"What are you doing, don't you understand!" Hong Feng looked at the two of them.

Wang An and Zhou Weiming smiled at each other, but did not explain, and those who did not understand the knife were simply playing the piano to the cow.

"Amazing, it turns out that you are fighting for basic skills, just fast and steady!" Gu Sanjian understood a little.

It's a real competition.

Wang An's speed of knife is faster than Zhou Weiming's.

The artistic conception contained in it is even more clever, and the real battle, just by virtue of the knife technique, Zhou Weiming was absolutely killed just now.

Of course, the real battle is definitely not just about fighting.

"I still don't understand, but recently my cultivation has fallen into a bottleneck, and it is difficult to break through, and I don't know if there are any good places here to practice!" Hong Feng touched his head and asked.

"It's not just you, you've been here for a few years, you've faded out of the bird, and your progress is slow, it's time to find another place to practice, this is just the Demon Emperor's lungs, I think we go to other places, I'm afraid it will be better, there will be real demons in those places, and it will be easier to break through in battle!" Yang Tieqiang said at this time.

"Senior disciple to introduce you, these guys are all on their sect's list, and they are included in the top three thousand core disciples. This guy is Gu Sanjian, this guy is Yang Tieqiang, and this guy is Zhou Weiming. What are the plans of the junior brother, why don't we go to the Blood River together to experience the experience!" Hong Feng said again.

"I just came, and there are many 605 masters

I'm waiting for someone, let's make a decision later!" Wang An said.

"Senior Brother Wang An, I like the experience the most!" a voice came from afar.

It's Mei Gui.

Seeing Mei Gui, Hong Feng and them seemed to be ghosts.

Zhou Weiming pointed at Mei Gui and said, "You are the little plague god, Senior Brother Wang An, you cultivate slowly, I have to go first!"

"We're also leaving!" Yang Tieqiang and Gu Sanjian also left in a hurry.

"That junior brother can come to Chaoyang Peak to find me after returning to the sect, just now I mentioned yì yes, do it, and the little plague god, junior brother, you don't have much contact, you can't afford to provoke!" Hong Feng was still righteous, and he left after talking for a long time.

"Why is this like this, Senior Brother Wang An, you won't leave too!" Mei Gui said resentfully.

"No, I still have to collect the Nine Shadows Divine Wind, depending on your momentum, junior brother, you should have a lot of growth!" Wang An said lightly.

"Yes, Lao Tzu is not afraid of Shancai now. After learning the complete Plague God Heart Sutra, I have already cultivated the Plague God Gang Qi. The combat power has skyrocketed, I'm afraid that the Yuan Shen Zhenjun will not be afraid!" Mei Gui said triumphantly.

As he spoke, he exuded a black gas, churning around him, turning into a dragon and phoenix, a demon beast.

Each one is lifelike and exudes a strong momentum. With a wave of his arm, he flew out and bombarded directly into the canyon, and the rocks were all attacking out of a small crater.

This is a rock that is close to the strength of the Nine Turns Spirit Soldier.

Next, Wang An continued to absorb the Nine Shadows Divine Wind.

Mei Gui also cultivates occasionally, most of the time by Wang An's side, nagging and talking non-stop, regardless of whether Wang An is listening or not.

After a month, Wang An finally stopped practicing.

Absorbing the Nine Shadows Divine Wind again is useless.

Glancing at the cave of the Nine Shadows Divine Wind, Wang An really had a feeling of wanting to walk in.

After hesitating, Wang An stepped out.

This step out and into the inside is a different feeling.

A faint imperial power rose.

The strong oppression came over, giving Wang An a feeling of extreme danger.

Without hesitation, Wang An retreated.

Could this really be the lungs of the Demon Emperor?

There is still the power of the emperor, and it seems that today's cultivation is not able to cultivate here at all.

Diwei broke out, and Wang An definitely couldn't stand it.

"Let's go!" Wang An picked up Mei Gui and left.