"What is the intention of this seat?" Wang Zijia mocked, looked at Feng Ying Zhongdao:

"Originally, the two of us were not a big feud of life and death, but Daoyou is too arrogant, more than a month, with my tens of thousands of masters as a letter, repeated 'invitations', since this seat is here today, what do Daoyou think?"

"What a big breath!" Feng Yingzhong's words were about to be ridiculed again.

"Fight!"

But before he could speak, the long sword suspended beside Wang Zijia slashed at the void on the right side.

"Whew!"

With a strange sound, a flying skull that quietly approached Wang Zijia was cut out by the long sword and split in half.

"Oh, I don't have a long memory!" Wang Zijia snorted coldly, a long sword flew into his hand, and the whole person turned into a streamer and rushed towards Feng Yingzhong.

Feng Yingzhong's body shook, and he directly turned into more than a dozen figures, holding a dark red blood stick that was no more than two feet long in his hand, and also rushed towards Wang Zijia.

The long sword flew, the cold light flickered, the blood stick danced, and the phantom flew out of the sky, and it was difficult to distinguish the real from the fake.

For a while, flying swords shot out in the sky, and clones, flying skulls, and headless demon bodies were entangled together.

The battle began without warning.

Many of the clever ones below began to run away quietly, and there were also those who were bold and watched the battle in the sky.

The battle lasted for a moment, and Feng Yingzhong's face darkened.

Although strictly speaking, this is the first time they have officially fought each other, but in the Three Realms Temple, they have also collided head-on several times.

That time, he clearly felt that the other party's cultivation was not comparable to his own, but the means were very strong, which was why he dared to be so arrogant and wanted to get back on the field.

But in less than two months, the other party has actually become so much stronger, and his cultivation is no different from him, and his means are even more amazing.

I wouldn't have gotten into this kind of trouble if I had known!!

Bad luck!

"Why are you so angry, let's sit down and talk about something, it's good to misunderstand and say it's okay!"

After colliding for a while, and roughly figuring out the details of the other party, Feng Yingzhong really had the intention of retreating.

Wang Zijia also roughly figured out the details of the other party at this moment, and said with a cold light in his eyes:

"Just thinking about making peace now? I can remember that some time ago, what Taoist friends said, this seat didn't have that face, crying to say peace! ”

"You ······"

After saying a word, without waiting for Feng Yingzhong to continue speaking, Wang Zijia suddenly beckoned.

'False spirit borrowed the way: Gu Yuncheng! ’

A vague phantus image melted into Wang Zijia's body, and Wang Zijia expanded rapidly, turning into a magic phase. As if inviting a spirit to séance, Wang Zijia's aura also grew rapidly.

"It is so easy to skyrocket so much strength, what kind of secret method is this?!"

Feng Yingzhong's pupils contracted violently, and he didn't have much time to think, he reached out and took off the head on his neck, his body also expanded rapidly, and the law phase manifested.

Immediately after he threw his head, the huge flying skull disappeared into the void and rushed towards Wang Zijia, and the law of the headless corpse also held a short stick and fought with Wang Zijia again.

However, Wang Zijia, who is a combination of the law, has a breath that is already several small stages stronger than Feng Yingzhong.

"Too!"

The long sword in his hand is slashed out with a sword!

"Bump!"

The powerful sword light was blocked by the headless corpse carrying the stick, and the heavenly phantom that danced from the stick shattered in an instant, and the headless law phase was slashed by a sword for dozens of miles, smashed into the wilderness outside the city.

Without waiting for the other party to take a breath, Wang Zijia wanted to catch up with him again to make up for the sword.

At this time, the huge flying skull hung in the void, and the long hair in the sky suddenly turned into blood-colored chains, surrounded by Wang Zijia in all directions.

Wang Zijia made a move, and the remaining four long swords flew to Feng Yingzhong in the distance, his eyes flashed with cold light, and the mana frantically poured into the long sword in his hand.

'Kendo: Seven Swords of Heaven Cutting the Sky! ’

The huge spiritual power sword shadow slashed out with a sword again.

The blood-red chains in the sky shattered directly. Under the huge gap in strength, the bells and whistles of the Phantom Dao are completely useless.

The flying skull was directly split in half by Wang Zijia's sword, and was shattered by the sword qi, exploding into two balls of blood.

"Poof!"

On the other side, the headless Faxiang who was besieged by the four swords sealed the bell, and at the moment when the flying skull was shattered, the entire Faxiang was like a lightning strike.

The four swords pierced its body in an instant, as if they were spirits.

The huge law phase directly exploded and filled the sky with a phantom, Feng Yingzhong fell out of it, staggered a few steps, and a mouthful of blood spurted out along with the internal organs.

Probably because of the previous lesson, what did he do, after the flesh and blood left the body, he quickly turned into a phantom and annihilated, as if he spat fake blood.

But with his pale complexion and sluggish aura, it can be seen that the other party is definitely not lightly injured.

He was surrounded by small shields, and coldly glanced at Wang Zijia, who rushed up again, this time he didn't say anything ruthless, and his body quickly blurred.

"Huh! Want to run now? Is it really that this mantra is an ornament? ”

Seeing this, Wang Zijia did not panic at all.

With one hand grasping the void, a large net composed of golden silk threads emerged, which was actually the causal net inserted with the sound when he walked in the air before!

"Bump!"

Feng Yingzhong, who has not been completely virtualized, re-solidified and fell out.

"You!"

Feng Yingzhong, who had not succeeded in exchanging the virtual and real with the person who had died, was full of surprise and uncertainties, and his mana surged, and his body was blurred again, trying to force another backhand.

Wang Zijia immediately pressed his hands into the void, and a causal prison composed of golden silk threads quickly emerged.

The prison is not a physical ban, but a combination of the Sealing Dao and the Cause and Effect Dao, temporarily cutting off the connection between the other party and the substitutes.

The virtual sealing bell was completely condensed, and it was completely impossible to sense the breath of any stand-in.

For the first time, there was a panicked look on his frightened face.

Wang Zijia didn't give him time to continue thinking about coping.

His eyes were golden.

"MONOCULUS: Focus!"

A strange aura pierced through its shield, striking the opponent, causing it to freeze for a moment.

"Kendo: Flying Sword is coming!"

In the next moment, the long sword turned into five streamers, shooting like lightning towards the frozen Feng Ying Bell.

Feng Yingzhong was suddenly shocked by the Mind Divine Dao Method, and he was in a trance for a moment, but fortunately, he was also considered a Mind Illusion Dao monk, so he only stiffened for a moment before recovering.

At this time, the flying sword had already rushed towards him, and the mana aura of his whole body rushed into the small shield in front of him.

"Ding-dong!"

"Click!"

The five long swords collided with the shield at the same time, making Feng Yingzhong feel like he had been struck by lightning, as if he was being besieged by several Divine Monarchs at the same time.

The shield lasted only a moment before it exploded.

Five long swords, directly stuck in him.

"Bump!"

His body turned into an illusion and annihilated again, and a figure fell out in embarrassment more than ten feet away.

The corners of his mouth were bleeding, his face was pale, and he looked like he had used some life-saving means.

Wang Zijia on the side seemed to have expected it, and without waiting for the other party to take a breath, the dark red flying sword turned into a streamer and rushed forward again.

"Wait!"

The other person wants to say something.

Wang Zijia didn't pay attention to the other party at all, and the five long swords used a pentagonal formation this time to directly surround the other party in the middle.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, under Feng Yingzhong's stunned gaze, five dark red long swords exploded.

The scorching fire and viscous lava turned into a pitch-black surging ghost mist, which instantly swept over a radius of more than ten miles.

The extreme heat and the cold ghost mist were mixed, and the second explosion of crystals and the third explosion of mana continued to occur.

Feng Yingzhong originally fluctuated again, wanting to replace his body transformed by death, but he failed to come out for his life, and was directly enveloped by the explosion.

"Bumper!"

In the explosions one after another, Feng Yingzhong's body was completely blown up.

On the shattered body, the dark red lava continued to erode like maggots on tarsal bones, and the law was no longer alive.

"Whew!"

The next moment, a baby god holding a short stick, protected by a broken small shield, rushed out of the ghost fog, and wanted to break through the air and pause into the distance.

Knowing that the ghost mist had been waiting for this hand for a long time, the pitch-black mist suddenly contracted, turning into a giant mouth of a demon, swallowing him in one gulp.

"No!"

In his desperate scream, the ghost mist slowly shrank and turned into a small dark red flag, which was caught by Wang Zijia in his hand.

Wang Zijia, who got the ghost flag, did not relax immediately, the golden silk thread appeared in his hand, and the runes in his eyes flashed like a waterfall, constantly probing and calculating!

"Whew!"

After a long time, when Wang Zijia was completely sure that this guy was taken care of by himself, he let out a long breath of turbidity.

'It's not easy, this disgusting thing has finally been solved!' The Divine Monarch is really difficult! ’

'In the future, when you encounter an enemy of the Divine Monarch, you will either attack with lightning or attack quietly, and you must not give the other party enough time to prepare slowly, the old monster that has survived for hundreds of years is too difficult to do! ’

Wang Zijia's thoughts flickered, and he turned his hand and put away the ghost flag. With a wave of his hand, the other party's corpse and storage ring were put away by Wang Zijia.

In the distance, countless people of people watching watched as a big demon cultivator was pressed by Wang Zijia and quickly resolved, all of them were full of horror.

At this moment, they realized that the rumors about the new Divine Monarch of the Chu family these days were not only all true, but also a little conservative!

What kind of new god monarch is this, this is obviously an old monster who has been living for hundreds of years, okay!

······

After cleaning up the battlefield, Wang Zijia floated to the edge of the city and saluted everyone.

Sheng Li, the city lord of the Sheng family guarding the city, hurriedly returned the salute.

"The whereabouts of this demon are uncertain, it is rare to find him today, I have to do it here, in case he regenerates and escapes, how offensive it is, I hope don't blame it!" Wang Zijia said to him.

The city lord is just a newcomer to the strength of a real person, and immediately hurriedly said: "The Hidden Void God Monarch is polite, and the juniors naturally understand." It is a blessing for us that the Divine Monarch will protect us for a long time. ”

"The younger generation is also not strong, if the ancestor is here, he will definitely come forward to help the god monarch!"

"There are still a lot of things to do in this seat today, so I won't bother anymore! When the coming day is free, I will definitely go to Quang Binh Mansion to pay a visit! ”

"The younger generations of the ancestors are waiting for the Divine Monarch!" The city lord replied with a respectful face.

Wang Zijia glanced at everyone, said no more, and his figure collapsed and disappeared.

An invisible book escaped directly into the city in the city, and the eyebrows of the children of the Chu family who were stuck in a shop disappeared without a trace.

(End of chapter)