Wang Lun punched the black palm, and suddenly, the black palm was exploded.

But the black palm did not die completely, but continued to envelop him, with a terrifying aura, as if trying to pinch him to death.

"Huh? Not even dead? Wang Lun was surprised.

This black palm seems to be made of demonic energy, but it contains aura, and the threat is even greater, if he is just a qi practitioner, it is estimated that he will be eroded by this demonic qi.

But Wang Lun had already refined the spirit stone, and the vortex form magic weapon in the dantian could absorb and transform all foreign objects, although the demonic qi was powerful at this moment, it couldn't help him.

Wang Lun immediately urged the vortex magic weapon, and a huge devouring force suddenly appeared.

The demonic qi surged wildly and was quickly sucked up, and after a few seconds, all the black demonic qi was swept away by the vortex magic weapon and disappeared into the vortex, leaving not a drop left.

Yan Po's eyes widened.

This is one of her killer features.

She had used this demonic qi to destroy two early stage martial artists of the Innate Realm!

She never expected that she would be destroyed today.

At this time, Wang Lun bullied over again, and slashed out several knives in the air, the knives were sharp, and Yan Po had to lift his spirit and defend with all his might.

The two are entangled and constantly fighting.

Wang Lun's every move was full of power.

But Yan Poxi is also a master of martial arts, with extraordinary strength and does not fall behind.

However, she was not sure to defeat Wang Lun. Because the qi and blood exuded from Wang Lun's body are amazingly vigorous, and his physical body is incomparably strong. Her weapon is a whip, while Wang Lun's magic weapon is a short spear.

The sound of the two sides clashing constantly.

Yan Poxi gradually stabilized her position.

Wang Lun was not in a hurry.

His strength surpasses that of the other party, and what he is best at is knife skills.

He had only just learned the knife technique, but he had a lot of experience in dealing with the enemy.

He has been pondering how far his combat power has reached, and this time it can finally be tested.

Wang Lun's knife became more and more rapid and ferocious.

"Bang!"

Yan Poxi finally couldn't resist it, and was stabbed, leaving a deep and visible scar on her chest, and blood gushing out.

Yan Po cherished the pain and retreated more than ten zhang.

"Damn! This guy's magic weapon is more powerful than my whip! ”

She was shocked. She is a second-grade grandmaster, and a magic weapon is a magic weapon, and its power is much stronger than ordinary weapons.

Her weapon could kill the Innate Great Perfection monk, but she was resisted by this bronze magic weapon.

"That's it, it's okay if you don't like this seat, it's just that Li Zhong, the king of Erlong Mountain, what realm is it now, do you know?" Wang Lun held a short knife and forced him to pass.

Yan Poxi's face changed.

She really didn't know the specific situation of Li Zhong.

Li Zhong has been entrenched in Erlong Mountain for many years, but she can't see Li Zhong at all on weekdays.

"What is this for, you ask?"

Yan Po asked vigilantly.

This guy must be uneasy and well-intentioned.

"Oh, I'm going to avenge him." Wang Lun sneered, "I advise you to tell me honestly, otherwise, you can go with me." ”

"Fart, don't you think about it!" Yan Po rebuked angrily.

"Then you're dead." Wang Lun said, suddenly his figure flashed, and he instantly rushed to Yan Poxi's approach.

Yan Po secretly exclaimed, and hurriedly activated a jade pendant magic weapon hanging from her waist, and the mana was poured into it, and suddenly the jade pendant burst out with a dazzling light, and a green pillar of light shot towards Wang Lun.

Wang Lun slammed his fist on the green pillar of light.

Rumble. The green pillar of light was exploded, but at the same time, Yan Po Xi quickly moved away with the help of the rebound force and opened the distance.

"You are a disciple of the Immortal Spirit Sect!"

Yan Po stared at Wang Lun with cold eyes, staring at Wang Lun like a poisonous snake.

Her magic weapon is a life-saving thing given by her master.

"I am a core disciple of the Immortal Spirit Sect. You bandits in Erlong Mountain, snatched the elixir of the Immortal Spirit Gate, brutally slaughtered cultivation resources, and violated the rules of the door, and now I represent the sect to eradicate you bandits! Wang Lun shouted.

"Hahaha, it's a big joke in the world."

"Immortal Sect core disciple? What if you are a core disciple? Kill me, you are against the entire Erlong Mountain! ”

Yan Poxi mocked, "Don't blame me for not reminding you, your strength may be very strong, but you are still tender, you dare to kill me?" My master Li Zhong will never let you go! ”

Li Zhong is a third-grade grandmaster, and he is a friend of Lin Chonglin Sect Head of the Bauhinia Imperial City. A cultivator of this level was enough to deter this person.

Wang Lun did not hesitate, and directly took down the black iron rod suspended in the air.

Yan Poxi's face changed slightly.

This black iron rod gave her a feeling of extreme danger.

She knew that Wang Lun had a magic weapon, but she didn't expect it to be so powerful.

Wang Lun held a black iron rod in his hand, used it as a spear, threw it violently, and smashed it on Yan Poxi's body.

Boom. Yan Po regretted being smashed and vomiting blood.

This time she couldn't dodge it, and she accepted the blow straight.

Horrified, she hurriedly took out a silver needle and prepared to escape.

But Wang Lun caught up, and it was another stick.

Yan Po was smashed and flew out, fell to the ground and rolled several times before stopping.

"You...... Who are you? I'm fighting with you! ”

Yan Po roared angrily, and when she got up, she was about to pounce on Wang Lun.

Wang Lun said coldly: "You don't have a chance." ”

"My master will kill you!"

Yan Po roared, but her body swayed, and she seemed to be unsteady on her feet.

Wang Lun took a stride, came to Yan Poxi, and smashed Yan Poxi's head with a stick.

Yan Poxi closed her eyes in fright.

But the expected pain did not come. Yan Poxi opened her eyes and found that her neck was tightly clasped by Wang Lun, who grabbed her by the collar and threw her aside.

Yan Po was frightened and trembled.

"I ...... I give up. Yan Po regretted admitting defeat.

She didn't dare to shout anymore.

Wang Lun glanced at her indifferently and let go of his hand.

"Anyone?" At this moment, a young voice sounded outside the bamboo forest.

Inside the valley, outside the bamboo forest.

Bai Zongnan stood with his hands in his hands, just when he was refining the elephant, he had already sensed the violent energy fluctuations coming from the bamboo forest, and he didn't need to urge his divine sense to probe, he had already sensed that the two people fighting inside were extremely strong, and the martial arts cultivation was not under him.

He couldn't help frowning, feeling jealous.

If it weren't for the fact that he wanted to find the Erlong Mountain Cottage and capture the leader here, he wouldn't have bothered to venture into the valley.

"I'm Bai Zongnan, in the name of senior brother, I specially came to invite you to come out and meet."

Bai Zongnan finished speaking aloud and waited quietly.

A moment later, footsteps could be heard in the bamboo forest.

"Who's pretending to be a ghost there!"

Bai Zongnan roared in a deep voice, and the cold light in his eyes soared.

But soon, he saw clearly the people who came out.

The man was dressed in blue and white, his breath was gloomy and cold, and he was not a good person at first glance.

"Your Excellency?"

"Erlongshan bandit leader?"

Bai Zongnan looked at the comer.

This person has an evil temperament and a bit of a familiar aura.

"It turns out that Li Zhong is a monk!" Wang Lun's eyes changed, and his breath soared. "Come, let me see what kind of number the king of Erlong Mountain is!"