Zhang Wenhao's words were not only for Wang Xing, but also to warn the people hidden behind Wang Xing, and also to tell the other sect masters around him what he would do next.

But Wang Xing didn't care about Zhang Wenhao's nonsense, he just wanted to see if Zhang Wenhao had other more advanced and subtle qi manipulation methods in addition to the impact of simply turning gas into waves just now.

Zhang Wenhao did not disappoint Wang Xing, the whirlwind circling around his body gradually expanded, and a long-lost feeling that made Wang Xing's heart palpitations reappeared.

The long sword in Zhang Wenhao's hand became bluer and bluer, and with the swing of the long sword in his hand, the huge tornado around him continued to shrink, condensing from the thickness of a house to his arm, and at the same time, the top turned around and pointed directly at Wang Xing.

Zhang Wenhao quickly read out a series of words that others couldn't hear clearly, and suddenly drew his sword and stabbed at Wang Xing.

“…… Storm the waves with a sword! ”

The sound of the waves contracted suddenly.

The spikes of tornado gas gathered fiercely stabbed straight towards Wang Xing.

Wang Xing doesn't dodge or dodge, he wants to see when he enters the realm of the demon level, what kind of damage can be bringed!

The distance of kilometers between the two was crossed by the spikes of the tornado in an instant.

Wang Xing's chest was violently hit by the fierce and incomparable, and he slammed on the ground with his feet, but the force of the collision was too strong, and his feet crushed the floor, dragging out two long marks, and the stone slabs shattered and flew all the way.

And Wang Xing was beaten a distance of 100 meters, and he felt the feeling of losing his chest.

His entire chest was unconscious, and just as he was about to kick the ground to support him, several other spikes were released from the fiercely rotating tornado spikes, and more than a dozen smaller impacts were thrown out fiercely, scattering and impacting all over Wang Xing's body.

Wang Xing's entire torso was further knocked out of sense, and even more spikes were continuously released and thrown out as the core tornado spikes rotated.

Wang Xing flew upside down all the way out of the square and the stone bridge, and flew out along the arc of the stone bridge.

After releasing this move, Zhang Wenhao did not stand still after retracting his sword, but pointed to the ground under his feet, and his body rotated layer by layer of airflow, pulling forward and pushing back to take him through fifty meters in an instant.

Zhang Wenhao flashed several times in a row, and quickly caught up with Wang Xing, who was sent flying.

"There are means to suppress qi, not your arrogant capital!"

Zhang Wenhao raised his long sword again and slashed towards Wang Xing.

"Divide the water!"

Laugh at!

It is really like a river being divided by fire, and the smoke that evaporates can no longer tell whether it is water vapor or something else.

The long sword slashed through the frantically surging qi and blood on the surface of Wang Xing's body, easily cutting through his clothes, cutting through the skin and crashing into the muscles.

The muscles of Wang Xing's body only supported for a moment, and then he lost his resistance and was cut open in an instant.

Wang Xing only felt that death was imminent, and unlike his previous experience, this time, apart from feeling powerful, he could not learn anything useful from the moves.

In terms of qi in the martial arts world, he is too far behind, and he doesn't understand the most basic theoretical knowledge, and it is still too idealistic to want to comprehend the knowledge accumulated by others for many years by seeing the strong man perform his moves.

"It's okay......" When Wang Xing's ribs were about to be cut, he silently recited: "Dragon Armor!" ”

Boom!

In an instant, the frenzied qi and blood power poured out from the condensed alien beast Neidan next to his heart, and directly reversed the body of the fierce Zhang Wenhao, and the long sword in his hand was uncontrollably beaten back.

Without waiting for Zhang Wenhao to hold his sword again, a bronze-colored strange pattern suddenly gushed out on the surface of Wang Xing's body.

Cloud! Wind! Fire! Thunder!

The four types represent the most iconic patterns of the Cangtian War Armor, and in a concrete form, they gush out with the release of qi and blood turbulence, and briefly converge into a form around Wang Xing's body.

A battle armor that was integrated with the war crest of the sky, covering the surface of Wang Xing's body from the inside out.

"Roar!"

Wang Xing opened his mouth and let out a dragon roar, the head of the dragon opened widely, and the surging qi and blood were released in the form of a roar.

Several circles of ripples appeared in the air stirred by the sound waves, and before Zhang Wenhao could put on a correct posture, he was hit again and again.

Wang Xing is dressed in dragon armor. This is a new battle armor tailored for himself after fusing his own dragon man cangtian battle armor with the materials left over after making the strongest armor "Dragon King", plus the sky war crest.

The battle armor retains the four cloud patterns of the sky's battle armor, cloud, wind, fire and thunder, and magnifies the characteristics of the dragonman, with antlers on his head, long beards on his lips, eyes like copper bells, scaly armor all over his body, and claws like eagle falcons......

Wang Xing shook Zhang Wenhao back with a dragon roar, turned his body suddenly, and the tail of the long-whipped dragon with a different armor hanging down his back and spine cracked the air, and fiercely whipped Zhang Wenhao, who was hastily swinging his sword in front of him, and rolled out.

Layers of blue qi in Zhang Wenhao's body were constantly released, and he forcibly adjusted his body in the air.

After Wang Xing finished a circle, he kicked the ground under his feet, and his right arm and claw stabbed forward!

The air was pierced, and the martial artists in the distance around him were intimidated by his powerful peerless spirit when they saw Wang Xing's sprinting posture, and they only felt that they were going to be pierced by Wang Xing in the next second.

Zhang Wenhao, who bore the brunt of the attack, was even more mentally shocked, he held back his inexplicable fear, clenched his teeth, and with the support of the air flow inside and outside his body, he stood firm and stared at Wang Xing fiercely.

Sting!

Zhang Wenhao's eyes widened, on his forehead, the skin cracked, a light blue round sphere rotated violently, and the dark blue light converged into a rich blue light, flying fiercely at Wang Xing!

Wang Xing couldn't dodge, his forehead was shot into the door of his head by a blue laser, his head leaned back, and his body uncontrollably followed his head back and violently backflipped several times.

Wang Xing's body also had qi and blood constantly released, driving his body to stabilize his body in the air.

Zhang Wenhao gasped for a moment in place, and suddenly threw out the long sword in his hand.

The blue long sword was suspended in front of Zhang Wenhao, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Wang Xing.

Zhang Wenhao clasped his hands together, and the qi in his body and the blue ball on his forehead quickly merged into one, producing an indescribable change.

"Flying sword! Shocking waves! ”

Sou!

The flying sword flashed away, and the armor on Wang Xing's chest was instantly pierced by a small point, which was the last time Wang Xing was beaten upside down and flew out.

This time, the furious qi and blood behind Wang Xing, who was wearing dragon armor, continued to gush out, but he didn't fly far.

Wang Xing slammed on the ground.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Every time Wang Xing stepped on the ground, he felt a strong vibration for several kilometers around, and Zhang Wenhao, who was within a thousand meters away, felt his feet numb.

Wang Xing stepped on the ground five times in a row, leaving five large pits that spread out of the ground for tens of meters and cobwebs emerged, and he finally stood still.

Wang Xing's left hand, covered with sharp claws covered in metal armor and scales, grasped the blue sword that pierced into his chest an inch, ending the impact of the long sword.

"If you can pierce so deeply, you will definitely be able to shoot into the demon with this move. Even a convulsive martial artist may have fallen for your way. ”

Wang Xing gave Zhang Wenhao a high praise for his strength.

But it's a pity that the dragon armor on his body has already been strengthened multiple times for martial artists at the level of shock. The attack that was enough to penetrate the conjuring warrior and the alien armor only pierced through the thickness of the dragon armor by an inch, and that was it.

After shooting this sword, the blue beads on Zhang Wenhao's forehead dimmed, and the crack slowly closed. Zhang Wenhao knelt on the ground weakly, his face was as white as gold paper, obviously the move just now hurt his vitality.

"You...... You! Zhang Wenhao was speechless for a while, and could only watch in horror suddenly put on a terrifying and hideous armor, and with a proud and mysterious armor, he couldn't imagine that there was such a thing in this world.

Seeing Zhang Wenhao's outburst from behind, not only did he fail to shoot Wang Xing, but he was unable to kneel on the ground, and the faces of the other two door masters changed greatly.

"Brother Qin!"

"Hmm!"

The two of them looked at each other, drew out the swords they were carrying, and the air flow surging all over their bodies, and together with the other elders, they began to gather momentum, and immediately attacked.

Wang Xing twisted his neck, stretched his body, threw away the sword casually, and strode towards Zhang Wenhao.

"Tell me all the secrets of your genre related to qi, and I won't kill you."

"Delusional!" Zhang Wenhao squeezed out these two words from between his teeth.

"It's up to you!" Wang Xing smiled and punched out, and the sword light of the two elders on his side turned into sword nets and flew towards him, and they were instantly scattered.

The fist qi is no longer as weak as it was at the beginning, this is Wang Xing's punch with dragon armor, with the powerful aggressiveness forged by the statue of the God of Destruction, this punch is enough to seriously injure the demon warrior!

The force of the fist shattered the attack of several elders, spurting blood from their mouths and falling.

Wang Xing's left hand grabbed Zhang Wenhao, who was kneeling on the ground, and waved his right hand at his side at will, suddenly turning into a breeze through a distance of thousands of meters, and suddenly flying from his side to stab Wang Xing's Chenfeng Sword was slapped by Wang Xing and fell to the ground, the long sword in his hand bent fiercely into the ground, and then bounced away and hit the face of the master of Chenfeng Sword Gate.

Another Ancient Spirit Sword Sect Master, who was still gathering momentum in the same place, saw this scene, and his breath was disordered, and he didn't dare to stay anymore, and disappeared in an instant.

In Wang Xing's induction, the guy who belonged to the same level as Zhang Wenhao escaped a thousand meters in an instant, and in the time of one breath, he escaped from his induction range!

Wang Xing wanted to chase but couldn't chase, so he could only give up on another person, grabbed Zhang Wenhao's throat with his left hand, and grabbed him like a chicken.

Wearing dragon armor, coupled with the release of fifty percent of his strength in order to seek stability, Wang Xing was already two meters five tall at this time, like a giant, and grabbed Zhang Wenhao and Chen Fengjian's door master with his left and right hands respectively.

As Wang Xing stepped over the shattered city wall and walked into the palace-like gate, all the martial artists, servants, and guards who came to support didn't know what to do for a while.

The most powerful door master was in the hands of Wang Xing, and they rushed forward rashly, possibly harming the door master.

But it is impossible to say that it is an escape.

Wang Xing didn't give these people a chance to think about making trouble, he shouted: "Put down your weapons and stand obediently!" Who are the disciples and friends of these two people, who can decide big things, stand up! ”

At the end of these words, the servants let go of their hands, and their swords and spears fell to the ground with a clatter, and they were the first to respond. With the demonstration of this group of people, coupled with Wang Xing's instant subduing of Zhang Wenhao, other martial artists did not dare to underestimate Wang Xing.

The seventh son of the storm, who was beaten out by Wang Xing just now, deliberately left a life and waited to ask about important matters, stood up at this time.

It was still the young man from the Sword Gate, and he said: "The master of the door treats us like his own children, and we are his relatives." If you have anything you want, just say it, as long as the Storm Sword Gate can be taken out, you will be satisfied, please don't hurt the door owner! ”

"Oh? What if I want all the cultivation methods of your Storm Sword? Wang Xing asked.

The seven sons of Jingtao heard this, and their faces changed drastically!

Someone even shouted, "This can't be!" ”