The senior brother died tragically inexplicably, but everything happened too fast, how could Zhai Ning truly restore what had just happened for a while, he saw that the little kid came over to him, and his heart was furious, and he wanted to split the child in half with a sword when he lifted the spirit sword. But as soon as the sword in his hand was raised, he heard the master's shout: "Stupid! Get out of the way! Then he saw the kid raise his little fist and punch him in the air, and the golden light flashed in front of him, as if he had been smashed head-on by a civil pile driver, and his whole body flew out like a broken kite, and then fell heavily to the ground.

Zhai Ning spurted out a mouthful of blood, the bones of his upper body were all shattered, and he lay on the ground and couldn't move anymore.

Li Qingru and Qin Yu's four big eyes could no longer move an inch from Wang Shen's body, and at this moment, this small body seemed to the two of them to be as tall as a thousand feet.

Chen Lantian, who had not spoken or participated in the battle, finally walked out of the crowd, he trotted all the way to Wang Shen and bowed down and said: "Chen Lantian, the head of the old Mo Gan Sword, the little immortal took action today to save the lives of hundreds of people in our entire faction!" With such a great grace, the old man is willing to take all his disciples to the little fairy as a cow and a horse! ”

Chen Lantian has a good eye, and when a strong enemy comes to the door, he is ready to live and die with the sect, but as soon as Wang Shen makes a move, he realizes that the savior has arrived, don't look at it as a child, with him, he may be able to win the battle. So he quickly decided to come forward and make peace with Wang Shen, so that Wang Shen's determination to save him and the Mogan Sword Sect would be a little more stable.

Wang Shen straightened his waist, tried his best to make an expression that he thought only a master should have, hugged his fists and smiled: "Uncle Chen, don't be so polite, even if you don't say so, I will take care of this matter today." Then he looked back at Li Qingru.

When he looked at it, everyone present thought he was looking at the two women behind him.

"Knowing that heroes save beauty at such a young age, this little kid can't be an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years, right?"

"But people do have the ability, enough for him to be a hero in front of beautiful girls."

"Alas, life is still important, being alive is better than anything else, not to mention Li Qingru and Qin Yu, even if he wants all the girls present, so what's the matter?"

The male disciples have mixed feelings in their hearts, and each has their own thoughts.

But only Qin Yu saw Wang Shen, and at that glance it was Li Qingru beside her, she subconsciously looked at Li Qingru, only to see this innocent girl pursing her small mouth and looking at Wang Shen with good eyes. Qin Yu suddenly felt a little aggrieved, she looked at Wang Shen unwillingly, but the kid had already turned around and was talking to the master again.

At this moment, a murderous figure fell from the sky, and as the person landed on the ground, the entire Wensu Tomur Grand Canyon seemed to tremble.

"Master!" Zhai Ning's two brothers who were still alive shouted in unison.

"Carry back Pang's body." Weng Yisanren didn't look back, his eyes stared at Wang Shen and said to the two disciples behind him.

"Yes!" The two immediately flew to the headless corpse, carried the corpse and floated back, placed the corpse beside Zhai Ning, and leaned over to check Zhai Ning's injuries.

"Kids. You are just a cultivator in the foundation building period, and you even injured the two disciples of the old man, if you are allowed to leave here alive today, in the future, my Wengyi Sanren will be completely discredited in the Western Regions. What kind of sect and sect are you, and who is the division commander? After saying that, you and I will live and die. ”

Like his four apprentices, he was tall, with deep-set features that made him look very different from the Han Chinese in China. But his eyes were light brown, not the same turquoise as Shuang Hate Mo.

He continued to observe on the cliff without even blinking his eyes, and determined that Wang Shen only had the cultivation of the foundation building period, and he had never seen any clues about Wang Shen's fist strength that could hurt the enemy in the air. He judged that it must be a powerful magic weapon that this kid gave him from his master, as long as he found out the details of the magic weapon, and killed a small doll in the foundation building period, it was not easy to capture? As for slaughtering this little rabbit cub, he will slaughter all the people in the Wensu Tomur Canyon to avenge the two apprentices, and then Helan Sword Sect and Wangxue Sect will also come to the door one by one to wash them away, only then can he relieve the hatred in his heart!

Wang Shen smiled: "I am a tourist who came to Xinjiang with my aunt. What division commander is who? Also the brigade commander and regimental commander. ”

Qin Yu couldn't help but laugh coquettishly, and even Li Qingru was so amused that she covered her mouth with her hand.

The muscles on Weng Yisan's face twitched, and he said, "Little doll, I, Weng Yisan, have been roaming the Western Regions for more than two hundred and forty years, and no one dares to be so rude in front of the old man to this day. You're the first. ”

The only reason why Weng Yisan could still endure it was because he wanted to tease Wang Shen to tell his master, so that he could deduce what that "powerful magic weapon" was, otherwise he would have broken Wang Shen's body into thousands of pieces with his murderous temperament.

Wang Shen still smiled and said, "Then what kind of cultivation are you?" ”

Weng Yisan said: "The old man has broken through the second layer of Yuanying, and all the people here will give you a burial today." ”

Chen Lantian and the hearts of hundreds of young disciples suddenly hung again, the second layer of Yuanying was simply an unattainable existence for them, and they didn't know what kind of resources and talents were needed to successfully break through the realm all the way.

But Wang Shen sneered: "I am more than 200 years old before the second layer of the Yuan Baby, and I have a little aunt who is only 80 years old at the first level of the Yuan Infancy." If it weren't for the fact that she washed and cooked for me every day after I was born, I guess I would have broken through the third and fourth floors long ago. I'm really sorry for her......" He really lowered his head and sighed very sadly.

The great fairy of the Yuan infant washed and cooked for him every day. Regarding Wang Shen's words, everyone basically regarded them as fairy tales. You must know that breaking through the Yuan infant stage at the age of 200 is an important benchmark for the Xiuzhen Realm to evaluate the merits of talent and sect resources, Wang Shen's other two little aunts, Yan Feiling of the second layer of Yuan Ying is 220 years old, and Zhen Qin'er of the third layer of Yuan Ying is 230 years old. Both of them are not mediocre people, but they are all extraordinary, and they both have the extensive resources and blessed conditions of a famous family like Emei in order to successfully break through the Yuan Infant Stage before the age of 200.

A person like Weng Yisan who doesn't have the elixir at his fingertips all year round, and he doesn't have the blessed land full of spiritual energy in the famous mountains and rivers for cultivation, and he can already be regarded as a cultivation wizard if he can break through the realm so quickly. Liu Xiangjun's kind of little monster who can't come out for hundreds of years will naturally not be able to show his face, if there is, then the famous faction that grabbed it must not be regarded as the treasure of the town faction, and the person in Wang Shen's mouth actually washes and cooks for him every day.

Weng Yisanren suddenly turned his back to the sky and laughed, and after a while, he stopped laughing and said: "Little doll, you are also the first one who dares to humiliate the old man in front of him like this!" Even if you are disemboweled, even if you are disemboweled, your life will not be in vain! ”

Weng Yisanren opened his palm, and a spirit sword as red as blood slowly condensed in his hand, and he held the spirit sword in his hand, and the wind and clouds in the canyon suddenly changed color, and a bloody breath spread.

Weng Yisanren stopped talking, he slashed out with a sword from a distance, and the sword qi went straight to Wang Shen.

Li Qingru and Qin Yu exclaimed at the same time, and Chen Lantian also shouted: "Little immortal, pay attention!" ”

When the Weng Yisan people sacrificed the spirit sword, Wang Shen could see that his true power was mixed with ferocity, and when he took out the sword, the sword qi was even sharper than he imagined, and he was afraid that he would not be able to stop it all by An Ran alone. So Wang Shen also sacrificed the sky in an instant, and he was horizontal.

There was a loud "bang", and then smoke and dust covered all the figures of Wang Shen and Weng Yisan. Wang Shen was in direct contact with the sword of the Weng Yisan people to realize how complicated and tricky his exercises were, and he barely recognized that the swordsmanship of the Weng Yisan people was similar to the Kunlun swordsmanship, but it seemed to be different, after all, Wang Shen himself could not recognize every move and style of the Kunlun swordsmanship, and thought that if he let his aunt take a look, he should be able to tell the door of this person's swordsmanship. However, although his swordsmanship is plausible, after all, his skills are there, the sword is strong and fast, and every sword is a mortal threat to Wang Shen. And that sword Wang Shen saw that it must not be his own destiny, because if the spirit sword and the master's mind are connected, Tianchi and Wang Shen can be regarded as a model, and the master of the destiny is not just the master of a blade. However, the sword he held did not have any resonance at all, although the sword moves were exquisite and powerful, but it was all from his own true power output, and the spirit sword could not give a trace of feedback. It can be seen from this that this sword must have been killed by him to a certain famous and decent disciple, and then cut off the natal connection between the sword owners and took the sword as his own, and Zhai Ning, who had just been crippled by Wang Shen, also had a spirit sword, I am afraid it was the same. However, Wang Shen thought about it, this was indeed reasonable, because the cost of refining the spirit sword in the South China Sea Sword Island was terrifyingly high, and the god steel mother needed to provide it herself, how could a spirit sword be obtained so easily without strong sect resources? Wengyisan, an outlaw who kills people and sells goods, naturally chooses the path that has no capital.

Everyone in the field only heard the continuous clanging sound of gold and iron clinking in the smoke and dust, accompanied by the continuous flashing of golden light, a scorching true power of the highest yang began to spread throughout the canyon, roasting all the people present who cultivated in the Qi refining period had to resist with their luck, and only those in the training stage could only avoid it far away to avoid being burned.

Wang Shen and Weng Yisan only felt like Wan Jun was on top of each other, even if Wang Shen used all his strength, he couldn't catch his sword moves, so that Izumo Shu dodged left and right, and when he couldn't dodge, he had to block it with Tianbla, but he was immediately shocked to the upper half of his body, and he was very embarrassed for a while.

But on the other hand, Weng Yisanren, he was almost ten times more surprised than Wang Shen. You must know that he is rampant in the northwest, except for the big factions like Tianshan and Kunlun, he never provokes, he has always been the only one who bullies others, and today he actually met a little ghost in the foundation building period, not only stubbornly accepted more than a dozen tricks from him, but also faintly had an anti-guest posture. The strength of this little ghost sword is so strong that it is just yang, and each sword is slashed out with a high temperature of tens of thousands of degrees, which is unbearable, and he can't imagine how a child with a third layer of foundation building has such a powerful power.