Wang Cheng held the black spear tightly in his right hand, turned around and said, "You finally appeared!" ”

The person who came was tall, wearing a black robe, wearing a mask, and holding a long weapon in his hand, and said coldly: "You know I'm coming? ”

"That night, I saw Xintan secretly attacking, and Pheasant Ridge manipulated the corpse to kill me, it's all you, Lord White Tiger!" Wang Cheng let out a long sigh, he really didn't expect it.

The white tiger said: "Oh? You've got it all! Looks like someone is giving you a tip-off! ”

The tone sounded calm, as if he didn't take it to heart at all, as if he was facing a trivial matter.

Wang Cheng did not deny it flatly, this was planned by him and Pan Meng before, and when he entered the forest before, he found the mark that Pan Meng left for himself, and also found the words she left for himself.

It was the piece of wood that recounted the actions of the white tiger in the past two days, and he always sneaked out at night, as if he was looking for someone.

Who to look for?

Of course, it's looking for him Wang Cheng!

In fact, Baihu has always been the object of his suspicion, after all, there are only a few martial arts sects in their team, but later a Qian Mountain appeared to disturb his audio-visual, he had to direct a scene with Pan Meng, and then find it out.

Wang Cheng looked at the White Tiger and said, "I still haven't figured out something, I have never met Lord Baihu before, I don't know why Lord Baihu is planning to kill him?" ”

The white tiger still said coldly: "When you die, you will know!" ”

Since Wang Cheng had already recognized his identity, he simply stopped hiding it, and with a shake of his hand, the long weapon revealed its true face, which was the Glaive Knife.

"Whoosh!"

In the next second, he disappeared in place, appeared in front of Wang Cheng, and slashed at Wang Cheng's head.

Wang Cheng was stunned, this speed was too fast, even if he had now completely practiced the first layer of "Getaway", he could only barely achieve this step.

This is the realm gap!

In a hurry, Wang Cheng held the black spear in both hands and blocked it above his head.

"Ding!!

The glaive slashed the barrel of the spear hard, and the huge force shook Wang Cheng's palm, and the spear almost fell off.

What a force!

The Martial Arts Grandmaster is really unpredictable, even if he is not as perfect as him, but the attack power he hits is not below him, or even above him.

Wang Cheng's feet and calves were all sunk into the soil, he roared, and with both hands, he pushed the white tiger away.

"Boom!"

The dirt exploded under his feet, and he rose to his feet, clenching the black spear in both hands and slashing at the white tiger head-on.

The white tiger did not dodge or dodge, and the glaive knife slashed upwards and met the black spear that slashed at it.

"Bell !!"

The huge sound of gold and iron striking sounded, and the white tiger's hand shook, and the glaive knife almost came out of his hand.

His feet sank into the dirt, and he was buried in the mud from the knee down.

This scene is exactly the same as Wang Cheng just now!

There was not the slightest sadness on Bai Hu's face, but he was a little happy, and said: "Such a strong physical strength, I haven't seen you for a few days, it seems that you have taken another step forward in the Qi and Blood Realm!" Good! ”

Wang Cheng was a little confused, what did he mean by this? How does it feel weird?

Just when he was unsettled, the white tiger suddenly exerted his strength and pushed him away as well.

The white tiger was still stuck in the soil with his legs in the soil, and the golden true yuan was swallowed in his palm, and the glaive knife in his hand turned into a golden big knife, slashing towards Wang Cheng through the air.

Wang Cheng suddenly felt as if his skin was about to crack, and as soon as his feet hit the ground, he immediately threw himself to the side.

"Boom !!"

The golden Zhenyuan big knife was six or seven meters long, and it was split on the ground, and the ground was directly split out of a large pit ten meters long.

Wang Cheng got up quickly after landing on the ground, with a solemn expression.

Sure enough, in terms of strength, he was confident that even some martial arts masters could not compare to him, but in terms of cultivation and attack methods, he was too far behind.

The white tiger jumped out of the soil, holding the glaive knife at Wang Cheng and "sweeping away thousands of troops" again.

The golden true yuan big sword slashed at the waist, and the speed was as fast as lightning, almost locking on Wang Cheng.

Wang Cheng couldn't hide, so he simply stopped hiding, roared angrily, and slashed at the golden Zhenyuan big knife with a shot.

In order to break through the Qi and Blood Perfection, his casual blow can hit a huge force of ten thousand catties, although he did not use the Wood King Marksmanship, there was already a strong wind around the black spear.

Therefore, the Golden True Yuan Great Sword had not yet arrived, and it had already collided with the powerful wind.

"Buzz !!"

The dark night seemed to be unable to withstand these two forces, and it trembled like a tide.

However, the stalemate lasted less than a second, and to be more precise, there was no so-called stalemate at all, and the golden True Yuan Broadsword broke through the strong wind and slashed at the black spear.

"Bell !!"

A deafening sound sounded, Wang Cheng was the closest, and the eardrum was about to be broken.

But he gripped the black spear with both hands, not daring to let go, because once he let go, the golden True Yuan Broadsword would slash at his body.

Even if he wore two pieces of armor, the powerful internal strength contained in this knife was enough to shatter his internal organs, and the golden body trick couldn't stop it!

After a full three seconds, the golden true yuan broadsword was rootless after all, and it would be difficult to continue if it didn't keep transporting the true yuan, and finally shattered with a "click" and dissipated with the wind.

Wang Cheng held the barrel of the gun with both hands, trembling slightly, while the sleeves of his wrists and forearms were full of holes.

This is the power of true qi and true yuan, even if you catch it, it can hurt you in the air.

The white tiger saw the other side, if he just hit the knife with his hand, he had already used the true yuan and took out five or six points of strength, Wang Cheng could still take it.

This took him by surprise.

"Humph! You're really exciting for me, but I think you can stop me a few more times? ”

With a sneer, he leapt into the air in one step, the true yuan in his palm surged, and the glaive knife suddenly burst into golden light.

"Kill!"

He let out a loud shout, picked up the glaive knife that had been rendered golden by Zhenyuan, and slashed it out.

"Whew!"

A golden Zhenyuan big knife fell from the sky, Wang Cheng stepped out of "Getaway", and the person appeared more than ten meters away.

But as soon as his foot hit the ground, another golden True Yuan big sword broke through the air, and he had to dodge in a hurry.

"Whew! Shout! ”

The white tiger stepped on the void, steady as a rock, his hands kept dancing the Glaive Knife, and one after another golden True Yuan Broadsword slashed towards Wang Cheng.

Wang Cheng dodged extremely quickly, and the getaway had reached its limit, and a series of figures appeared within dozens of meters of the direction.

However, the Golden True Yuan Broadsword was endless, and Wang Cheng was extremely embarrassed to hide, as long as he was hit once, he might never be able to stand up.

"Humph!"

The White Tiger sneered, and the Glaive Knife that had been slashing down before suddenly turned into a horizontal slash.

A knife!

Two knives!

Three knives!

I saw that the several golden True Yuan broadswords that had been split out were connected with several horizontal slashes of the golden True Yuan Broadsword, forming a golden net.

This big net contains a huge killing machine, which can kill and injure others in a large area in all directions.

Seeing this big net coming towards him, Wang Cheng's scalp tingled for a while, and a technique from the Martial Arts Pavilion of Ninghou Mansion suddenly popped up in his mind.

It was a mutilated exercise, but it was a genuine peerless exercise, created by a strong martial artist who was known as the "Golden Sword King" hundreds of years ago.

But at this time, he could not think too much, he did not retreat, but advanced, and after stepping out, he slashed out with a black spear in his hand.

The night swung to both sides like a tide, and the three-meter-long black spear instantly skyrocketed to six or seven meters.

Of course, this is not because the gun has become longer, but because there is an almost substantial wind around the barrel of the gun.

At this moment, Wang Cheng used the Wood King marksmanship, and in the face of the white tiger who used the peerless technique, he had to show all his strength.

"Boom !!"

The spear slashed at the golden Zhenyuan broadsword, and the wind collided with the Zhenyuan, and the end was like a tide surging from both ends, devouring each other and constantly pouring.

"Click!"

With a cracking sound, the Golden True Yuan quickly annihilated after a few seconds of support.

Then a powerful storm formed between the two men, knocking them back several meters.

The white tiger held the Glaive Knife in his hand, standing in the air, he didn't make another move, his eyes were staring at Wang Cheng tightly.

Wang Cheng stood on the ground, his hands still clenched on the black spear, but blood flowed out of the tiger's mouth.

"Martial King marksmanship!"

"Golden Knife Eleven Slash!"

Both of them stared at each other, and through the brief exchange just now, they both saw each other's hypocrisy.

The white tiger said: "You really make me crazy!" An ancient warrior can use the marksmanship of the Martial King, no wonder he can fight with the martial arts master. Looking at today, among the younger generation, you are already among the best, and I am looking forward to your death more and more! ”

Wang Cheng's face was gloomy as water, he was also inherited by the Martial King, and the "Golden Knife Eleven Slash" played by the White Tiger was handy, but he was tired of coping.

As far as he knew, the Golden Knife had eleven moves, and just now the White Tiger only used one of them, "Breaking the Sky Slash", like the more powerful "Whirlwind Slash" and "Earth Splitting Slash" that had not yet been used.

The next moment, he saw the white tiger swing the glaive knife in his hand again, like a whirlwind coming straight towards him!

"Whirlwind Slash?!"

Wang Cheng's heart sank, he was really afraid of something, and the white tiger would really whirlwind.

In an instant, hundreds of golden blades shrouded around the white tiger, and they were increasing rapidly in geometric multiples, forming a huge golden storm.

"Boom!"

A golden storm swept around, turning weeds and rubble to dust everywhere it passed.

This is the peerless technique created by the Martial King Powerhouse, and its true power bursts out in the hands of the White Tiger!

Wang Cheng's heart sank to the bottom, even if he tried his best, he would definitely not be able to stop this move!

At the last moment, his mind moved, and the edict appeared in the palm of his hand from his sleeve.

"The Five Directions Thor, I know its name. The call is coming, and the lightning whip is thundering. The Iron-Mask Messenger, Heywelling. Save the people from suffering and cut off the demons. Respond with the voice, listen to the ......"

Wang Cheng's figure retreated violently, and at the same time, he silently recited the thunder mantra, reciting it very seriously, unlike in the past.

As soon as the Guiding Thunder Spell was finished, he controlled the edict and flew towards the golden storm.

……