Whew, a sharp sword qi roared out, making people frightened, forested, sharp, terrifying, Wang Gan has practiced until now, although he has not been able to fully exert the power of the holy sword, but there are about three or four percent, the power of the holy soldier is already extremely considerable, and now, Wang Gan has really launched the attack and killing power of the Yuan Tu Holy Sword.

The faint blood-red sword qi, coupled with Wang Gan's urging with the power of his own avenue, the speed is unimaginable, beyond a qiē, comparable to lightning light, what is even more powerful is that the edge of this holy sword is the most terrifying, poof, a sword, just under a sword, the huge red dragon that meandered in the void howled miserably, collapsed on the spot, turned into a cloud of red qi, the red dragon saint son was even more under this sword, was hit hard, the huge red dragon is his red dragon true fire dao, is the core of his avenue power converged, containing the origin mana, the will of the primordial god, this red dragon rushed all at once, the damage to him can be imagined, and the mouth spurted blood, continuously, almost unstoppable. His face turned even pale, as if he had lost all his blood, and he looked miserable, not like a half-step immortal at all.

"You, Wang Qian!"

The Red Dragon Holy Son was terrified to death in his heart, he was too strong, Wang Gan was too strong, he was not an opponent at all, he shot with all his strength, and hit the Red Dragon True Fire Dao, which had the power to burn the sky and boil the sea, but in front of Wang Gan, a sword was directly destroyed, which almost scared him to death.

Holy soldier, Wang Gan has the rumor of a holy soldier, the Red Dragon Holy Son naturally knows about it, and even he once coveted Wang Gan's holy soldier, but he never found a chance, and now he finally encountered it, but the power of this holy soldier is too powerful, and the sword qi just now is too sharp, too terrifying, and too deadly.

"Red Dragon Holy Son, this is the power of the Yuan Tu Holy Sword, you can see it, and it can be regarded as a worthwhile life. ”

Wang Gan's tone became more and more indifferent, a terrifying murderous aura shot out from his cold eyes, and the wisps of sword qi of the Yuantu Holy Sword in his hand were surrounded, and it was obvious that he could definitely kill the Red Dragon Holy Son with the next sword.

Fear, sorrow, resentment, and all kinds of complicated feelings appeared from the gaze of the Red Dragon Holy Son.

"Slow down, Wang Gan, I don't have such a big grudge with you, there is no need to live and die against each other, you must know that my master is Yuanyang Immortal Venerable, a giant of the Immortal Court, in this way, you surround my life, and it can be regarded as a good fate with our master and apprentice, how about it!"

In the face of death, the Red Dragon Saint Son still lowered his arrogant head and opened his mouth to beg for mercy, but he was also very skillful in begging for mercy, on the one hand, he was sincere and sincere, but on the other hand, he took out his own background, Yuanyang Immortal Venerable, to persecute Wang Gan, wanting him to have some scruples in his heart, in the eyes of the Red Dragon Saint Son, the grudge between him and Wang Gan is not so deep, plus the deterrent power of Yuanyang Immortal Venerable, Wang Gan should give in.

"Hmph, as long as I don't die on the battlefield of Yuxu this time, one day, your Wang Gan will also die in my hands, it's really not good, just ask Shizun to take action, kill this Wang Gan, legend has two holy soldiers on his body, Shizun one, I one, and it's a big harvest. ”

While begging for mercy, the Red Dragon Holy Son was constantly thinking in his heart, this time he lost a lot of face in front of Wang Gan, and he was beaten and begged for mercy without a single move, how could he stand it, and he definitely had to take revenge to come back.

Wang Gan looked at the Red Dragon Saint Son with deep and cold eyes, and clearly saw the trace of resentment in the depths of his eyes, and he didn't understand in his heart, this guy was absolutely unwilling, but life and death were just around the corner, so he begged for mercy to himself regardless of face.

Thinking of this, his murderous intent became more and more determined, any hidden danger must be strangled as soon as possible, otherwise it is very likely that it will be difficult to clean up in the future, and even bring great danger to himself, although this Red Dragon Saint Son is not his opponent now, but he may not know when his cultivation will suddenly advance by leaps and bounds, and when the time comes, he will come to trouble himself, then I don't know what kind of scene it is.

Feeling the change in Wang Gan's expression, the Red Dragon Holy Son chuckled in his heart, he really felt that something was wrong, and there was a desperate feeling in his heart, he knew that once Wang Gan made up his mind to kill him, then he would definitely die today, Wang Gan was powerful, he knew too well.

At the moment when Wang Gan was about to strike the final blow and directly kill the Red Dragon Holy Son, outside the Jade Void Battlefield, Yuanyang Immortal Venerable, who was originally sitting calmly, stood up, how cultivated he was, even though the Jade Void Battlefield was now filled with blood-red clouds of evil energy, it was still difficult to stop his gaze, the battle situation between the Red Dragon Saint Son and Wang Gan was clearly seen by him, and now when he saw Wang Gan, he was going to directly kill his apprentice, which made him unable to calm down.

"Wang Qian, for my sake, bypass the life of the red dragon!"

The cold and majestic voice passed through the spatial barrier of the Jade Void Battlefield and sounded directly in Wang Qian's heart.

"Yuanyang Immortal Venerable!"

Wang Gan's face suddenly became ugly.

"Hmph, this Yuanyang Immortal Venerable, it's so shameless, an immortal power, he actually came to threaten my junior, and what else did he say Look at his face, this is not a threat!"

Angry, Yuanyang Immortal Venerable made Wang Qian angry, since the beginning of this Jade Void Battlefield, even if many sect forces have many genius disciples died, he has not heard of someone directly intervening in the battle, so many immortal powers, isn't it distressing! And this Yuanyang Immortal Venerable, just like this, it is too much.

In Wang Gan's opinion, Yuanyang Immortal Venerable's appearance is to threaten him with his absolute strength, yes, Wang Gan is only a half-step immortal now, and he is not the opponent of Yuanyang Immortal Venerable, if it is an ordinary person, when he encounters this situation, maybe he will really spare the life of the Red Dragon Saint Son, after all, it is not worth it and it is very dangerous to sin such a sin with the power of an immortal.

"Haha, Wang Gan, do it, why don't you do it, hmph, I know that you don't have the courage to kill me, as long as you dare to do it today, after the battle in the ring is over, you will wait for the revenge of my master Yuanyang Immortal Venerable, the anger of a divine power is probably not something you can bear!"

It seemed that he had received the information from Yuanyang Immortal Venerable, and the originally desperate and decadent Red Dragon Holy Son suddenly trembled again, his back was straight, like a spear, extremely arrogant, and his face showed a look of disdain.

"Good, good, good, Red Dragon, you're good, you've completely me off!"

Wang Qian's cold voice sounded, he was really angry, originally that Yuanyang Immortal Venerable sent a message to him, he was still thinking about whether to let go of the Red Dragon Holy Son for the time being, and then find a chance to kill this person in the future, but seeing the Red Dragon Holy Son like this, he was completely angry, and he absolutely couldn't tolerate it, this person must die!

"Yuxu Ring Battle, Life and Death Have Their Own Destiny, you think you are a disciple of Yuanyang Immortal Venerable, I will spare your life, what do you have to be proud of, give me death now!"

As soon as the word "death" came out, Wang Gan made a bold move, and the Yuantu Holy Sword in his hand crossed a mysterious arc, and the terrifying sword qi swept through the void, shattered and shattered, and with a pop, the head of the Red Dragon Holy Son was cut off by Wang Gan's sword, and the soul of the Yuan God was even more shattered by the terrifying Yuan Tu sword qi.

The Red Dragon Saint Son died, Wang Gan's shot was too sudden, not to mention that the Red Dragon Saint Son was not Wang Gan's opponent, in the face of his sudden blow, he didn't even have a chance to react, and was directly beheaded by a sword!

Decisive, ruthless, and resolute, Wang Qian is now in one go, and his expression is incisive.

Outside the battlefield, Yuanyang Immortal Venerable's face turned iron blue in an instant! Wang Gan decisively killed the Red Dragon Saint Son, this is not to give him face at all, as an immortal power, even in the Jade Void Immortal Court, he also controls the power of one side, and he has been powerful for thousands of years, and now he has folded face in the hands of a half-step immortal, how can he feel good.

"Haha, Yuanyang Immortal Venerable, it seems that your majesty is still not enough, even a half-step immortal junior can't be shocked!"

The barbarian immortal powerhouse suddenly laughed wildly, not saving face for Yuanyang Immortal Venerable at all. This is for fear that the world will not be chaotic.

Yuanyang Xianzun snorted coldly and didn't speak, at this time, no matter what he said, it would be a loss of face, it was better not to say it, but he had secretly kept Wang Qian in his heart and looked for a suitable opportunity to get back this face.

But on the other side, Mingyue Jianzun's mood is another matter, he nodded secretly, he is more and more satisfied with Wang Gan's disciple, decisive killing, peerless talent, profound opportunity, which makes him satisfied, originally he also thought that Yuanyang Immortal Venerable personally spoke, Wang Gan would let go of the Red Dragon Saint Son, but he didn't expect that it would end like this in the end! He had already decided that once Yuanyang Immortal Venerable found trouble with Wang Gan, he must be saved.

For the powerful mood of these immortals, Wang Qian naturally ignored it, and killed the Red Dragon Holy Son, as soon as his head fell, and with a snort, a huge divine dragon appeared on the ground, and the crimson scale armor bloomed with a misty red light, as if there were clusters of flames burning.

This is the body of the Red Dragon Holy Son, this Red Dragon Holy Son himself is not a human being, but a dragon, the red dragon of the dragon clan, born with a very powerful talent in the flames, once he cultivates, he is much more powerful than the ordinary dragon clan, and it is precisely because of this talent that he will be accepted as a disciple by Yuanyang Xianzun, but unfortunately he is now killed by Wang Gan.

The dragon clan is a treasure, Wang Qian naturally will not let it go, and he will put away this dragon corpse with a wave of his hand, the half-step immortal level dragon corpse is still very useful, and it is a precious refining material in itself, which happens to be the most nourishing of the Chaos Bell.

Accepting the reward of the ring battle, Wang Gan stepped out in one step, left the Jade Void Battlefield, returned to the position of the Taibai Sword Sect, and quietly watched the situation on the other battlefields.

As soon as he sat down, he felt a chill in his heart, and there was a faint wisp of murderous intent concentrated on himself, deep and vast, unfathomable, and as soon as his mind moved, a person's shadow appeared in his heart, Yuanyang Immortal Venerable.

"Hmph, Yuanyang Immortal Venerable, I'm waiting for you to kill me, but I want to see if you kill me first, or if I achieve the realm of immortal power first! This kind of crisis can just be used as the driving force for my cultivation!"

Secretly snorted coldly in his heart, Wang Qian quickly calmed down, although he was secretly vigilant about the possible retaliatory attack of Yuanyang Immortal Venerable, but he was not afraid, the road of cultivation was not smooth sailing, having an enemy of immortal power was not necessarily a bad thing for him, maybe it would allow him to stimulate his potential again and achieve the realm of immortal power faster!

At this moment, on the battlefield of Jade Void, fierce battles are raging, every battlefield is rampant with Dao light, all kinds of terrifying divine channel techniques, and immortals and Dao rhymes have appeared, which is very exciting.

Among them, Wang Gan saw a lot of powerful characters, mysterious and unpredictable, every move and style, all of them are profound and mysterious, there is a supreme rhyme, and the strength is terrifying.

On a battlefield, there are two people fighting, one of them, a cyan robe, with a green jade crown on his head, fairy wind bones, handsome and extraordinary, this is a young Taoist, from that breath, Wang Qian knew that this person was the holy son of Taiqingmen.

His opponent was a monk in blood-colored armor, with a cold face and a murderous aura around him, as if he were a pure killing machine.

Blood Shura, Wang Qian recognized at a glance that the race where this monk belonged was the Blood Shura clan, the people of this race were born with extremely strong combat effectiveness, and now he was fighting against the Holy Son of the Taiqing Sect, and he was the best in the Blood Shura clan.

As soon as his mind moved, Wang Qian knew that each of these two people was a half-step immortal realm.

"Senior Brother Wang, that's the legendary Holy Son of Taiqing Sect, the Holy Son of Taiyuan!"

The Holy Son of the Taibai Sword Sect next to him saw that Wang Gan's eyes were focused on that battlefield, and hurriedly and quietly introduced him.

"Oh?

Shaking his head, Wang Qian had no concept of this Taiyuan Holy Son.

"Yes, it is the Holy Son of Taiyuan, this Holy Son is in the Taiqing Gate, peerless, famous, legend has it that five hundred years ago, his cultivation has been unfathomable, once in order to practice a fairy magic, to a mysterious place in the extraterritorial void to collect all kinds of special vitality, at that time, he once met an extraterritorial immortal power, the two of them fought a big battle, although the Holy Son of Taiyuan was seriously injured, but did not die, but shuttled through the void, returned to the fairy world!"

The eyes of this holy son were full of awe, and when Wang Gan heard this, he was also a little clear, this Taiyuan holy son, being able to escape his life in the hands of the immortal power, was already extraordinary, and that was five hundred years ago, and now five hundred years later, it is difficult to imagine what kind of course the cultivation should be.

Wang Gan's heart was solemn, such a person was definitely his great enemy, and at the same time, he also understood in his heart, no wonder he hadn't heard of this person, it turned out that he had already become famous five hundred years ago, and his years of cultivation were still too short, and the whole sum was not five hundred years, how could this be compared!

Let's talk about the battle between the Taiyuan Holy Son and the Holy Son of the Blood Shura Clan.

The blood-colored divine light around the Blood Shura Holy Son is condensed and pure, and the whole person turns into a ball of blood-colored light, shuttling uncertainly, in an instant, you can attack thousands of times, one punch and one kick, all simple and simple, but it gives people a feeling of being tempered thousands of times, back to basics, terrifying lethality, every blow tears the void, and the entire space in the battlefield is like a rag, constantly torn, and then repaired, a faint red light shuttles like lightning.

And in the face of the terrifying attack of the Blood Shura Holy Son, the Taiyuan Holy Son was even more terrifying, Wang Gan looked at the void with burning eyes, the Taiyuan Holy Son was indifferent, the attack of the Blood Shura Holy Son came, no matter how terrifying, he waved his arm lightly and slapped it out one by one.

"What kind of trick is this? Devouring?"

Wang Gan's eyes suddenly became fierce, he saw that the Taiyuan Holy Son slapped out with a palm, a layer of mysterious Dao light surrounded his hand, and where the palm wind passed, a circle of deep whirlpools continued to appear, the killing power of the Blood Shura Holy Son, the blood-colored divine light, and the martial arts divine power, under the continuous whirlpool, were all swallowed and swept away, and it was difficult to bring a little threat to the Taiyuan Holy Son.

The power of the Great Dao comprehended by the two is different, the power of the Great Dao of the Blood Shura Holy Son is full of the breath of killing and destroying the battle, Wang Gan knows, that is the real way of Shura, Shura is also a kind of Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, and it is known for its combat effectiveness and destructive power, as for the Great Dao of the Taiyuan Holy Son's cultivation, Wang Qian is not very clear, but he feels very mysterious and terrifying, it seems to be able to devour a qiē attack power, whether it is mana, Taoism, immortal art, physical divine power, in his subtle whirlpool, all dissipated.

Suddenly, the Taiyuan Holy Son frowned, as if he was impatient, and two terrifying ghosts suddenly shot out of his eyes, and then a dark Dao light was shot, the Blood Shura Holy Son's face changed suddenly, but it was already too late, the dark Dao Light flashed to the side of the Blood Shura Holy Son, and then countless Dao patterns were distorted, forming a dark void, as if it was the deepest black hole, directly enveloping the body of the Blood Shura Holy Son, and with a snort, the half-step Immortal Holy Son of the Blood Shura clan was actually swallowed by the dark Dao light, and as soon as the Taiyuan Holy Son beckoned, the dark Dao Light shrank, forming a pitch-black ball, which fell in the palm of his hand. 、

Wang Gan's eyes were blue, and through the layers of obstacles, he saw that in the dark ball in the hand of the Taiyuan Holy Son, a blood-colored figure was constantly struggling in it, and the Taiyuan Holy Son snorted coldly, the dark ball buzzed and trembled, for an instant, it was not how many millions of times it was shocked, and then it turned into a dark light and integrated into the body of the Taiyuan Holy Son, as for the Holy Son of the Blood Shura clan, it had disappeared.

"It's so powerful, what kind of power is this, devouring, corroding, refining, dissolving, all kinds of powers, such a power of the Great Dao, although it is not as all-encompassing as the power of chaos, accommodating a qiē, but it adds a bit of weirdness and ferocity!"

Wang Gan's heart trembled, he was completely vigilant against this Taiyuan Holy Son, this person's cultivation was unfathomable, even if Wang Gan watched one of his battles, it was difficult to see his depth, and in the scene just now, Wang Qian had a faint feeling in his heart, which was definitely not all the strength of the Taiyuan Holy Son.

Soon, the Taiyuan Holy Son walked out of the Jade Void Battlefield, his deep eyes seemed to glance at Wang Gan's side, and then step by step as if he had shrunk into inches, he returned to his position lightly and ethereally, sat down, closed his eyes, like a statue of a god and Buddha, and there was no movement anymore.

"He found out that I was observing his battle, and it was really powerful, it seems that the Blood Shura Holy Son didn't force his true strength at all!"

Wang Qian's eyes flashed, and he no longer paid attention to this Taiyuan Holy Son, he had a faint feeling in his heart that in the next battle, it was very likely that he would meet this person.