Those citizens who were still watching out of curiosity had all fled two or three hundred meters away at this moment, because the high temperature in the field was beyond the reach of mortals. Wang Shen's body suddenly soared with pure yang true power, and suddenly created a huge whirlwind, and Lu Yixiao and the other six fairies were overturned to the ground by this heat wave.

"How far can you run, how far you can run! Don't come up and die! Do you understand! Wang Shen shouted. At this moment, he sketched in his mind the figure of the hero Xiao Feng in "Dragon Babu" when he was trapped in Juxian Village, Xiao Daxia was under siege in order to save Miss Azhu, but he was not afraid, and after drinking the "broken wine" with the heroes of the rivers and lakes present, he was heroic and dry to defeat a hundred. This plot is particularly profound in Wang Shen's mind, and he often fantasizes about being able to emulate the hero Xiao Feng in the book, who is invincible in the rivers and lakes and is feared by thousands of people.

His shouts were spread far and wide by the blazing pure yang true power, and the six fairies everywhere were roasted to the point that their mouths were dry and their cheeks were crimson, in their eyes at this moment, Wang Shen's small back seemed to be as high as a hundred zhang, and they didn't dare to question his words, but their hands and feet stiffened for a while, and they only thought about how he was like the two of them before, and they all stared at his back and forgot to get up from the ground.

Wang Shen didn't know that his dream of learning from Xiao Feng had been realized a little, and said angrily: "Hurry up!" What are you rubbing! ”

The six fairies hurriedly got up and retreated, but they only retreated to the crowd of people three hundred meters away, and it was impossible to kill them if they left Wang Shen to flee alone. Wang Shen saw that they had escaped a certain distance, and he could finally let go of his hands and feet, no matter whether he fought hard or not, he could always give it a try.

Just now, when he was in danger, he remembered the wind magic that Du Xuefei taught him, a whirlwind spell that was not very basic, although he did not bring a magic wand, but the spirit sword could also be used as a medium to trigger the spell, and in order to be safe, he also took out the sword of St. Lucius, and used two swords as magic weapons to launch the spell. The Whirlwind Spell is not difficult to use, as long as there is a certain amount of cultivation that can be cast without the need for wizard blood, people who are not of wizard blood can often summon a stream of air that blows on the cheeks, without any lethality and only plays a role in adding fun. But Wang Shen relied on his true power to be endless, and the spell was infinitely expanded, and a horizontal tornado with a diameter of more than three meters suddenly formed between the two swords, and those Heavenly Blazing Phantom Swords that he did not take back were filled into this whirlwind by his whim.

Hundreds of Heavenly Blazing were driven by the whirlwind to rotate at high speed, and suddenly turned into a huge knife plate that rotated non-stop golden light, and he pushed forward just to collide with the five blades of the two immortals of calligraphy and painting and the three Shinto disciples, and the terrifying pure yang true power combined with the whirlwind produced a huge suction, and in an instant, it was like five people putting their blades on the grinding wheel to polish, and the sound of sizzling was loud, and sparks splashed everywhere.

Wang Shen saw that his temporary self-created trick actually worked, and his confidence doubled, and he used the mental method of "Jiuli and Nine Tibetan Sutras" to absorb a large amount of the power of the stars and turn it into his own use. "The return of the Eight Desolations is for the Three Tibets", the heart of the three Tibets Wang Shen is the most handy to use, although he has obtained all the Qi methods of the Nine Tibets by virtue of the outline of the heart method, but as the last time in the United States, he directly used the Five Tibets or even the Six Tibets, now in retrospect, he feels that he did not explode and died simply thanks to the fate, even if his physique is against the sky, he still can't escape the words "step by step", with his cultivation at the moment, the three Tibetan heart is the most compatible, although the effect of forcibly using the four Tibets is significant, But after all, the work is barely done, and the damage caused to itself is also very serious.

With the ingestion of the true qi of the Eight Desolations, the golden mangs of the big knife plate skyrocketed again, and Wang Shen's entire aura rose to the height of all the previous actions, he knew that the only thing to do at this moment was to stick to these five people and consume their true yuan, otherwise as long as one was released, it would be a catastrophe for him.

Those five people were sucked by this weird golden knife plate, and they were very embarrassed, and the terrifying pure yang true power scorched them, purely regardless of gains and losses, most of the true power was not properly used and was let go in vain, how much true yuan can be wasted in this way of playing? All five of them had a new understanding of Wang Shen's abilities.

Zhen Miao, the painter, let out a long roar, poured out all the color ink in the brush in his palm, and the color ink touched the high-temperature winch and suddenly "hiss!" Hiss! The sound evaporated patches of colored mist, and then it was suddenly swept in by the whirlwind, and the winch that originally shone with golden light became colorful and dazzling.

Zhen Miao's other hand slapped out, and a palm hit the edge of the color turntable, he took advantage of the momentum to move back and get rid of the suction of the whirlwind, and successfully withdrew the right hand holding the pen and jumped back.

However, the other four people couldn't break free for a while, Peng Yan, a scholar who was seriously injured, was far less powerful than Zhen Miao's true strength, and the cultivation of the three Shinto sects was not as good as Zhen Miao's, and he didn't have the means to get out of it with his true qi and ink as a medium. But they suddenly felt that the strength of the blade in their hands was suddenly loosened, and the four of them were all experienced in a hundred battles, so they would not miss such a good opportunity, and immediately retreated.

As soon as Zhen Miaofu got out of trouble, his figure immediately rose into the air and came to Wang Shen's head to send it away.

After Zhen Miao's colored mist entered the whirlwind created by Wang Shen, it immediately gave birth to a reaction force, and the speed of Wang Shen's "knife head" suddenly folded in half. As soon as Wang Shen was about to fight with his luck, he saw his difficult colored light under the hood again, and in a hurry, Wang Shen pushed the "knife plate" in his hand forward, and freed up one hand to transport the "Chaos Open Heaven Fist" to meet the colored light.

The three Shinto sectarians and the scholar Peng Yan have been out of trouble, where will they touch that unreasonable thing again, seeing that the "colored knife plate" was thrown by Wang Shen like a hidden weapon, the four of them split their heads and flashed sideways, and the whirlwind with hundreds of days of blazing splendor sword left Wang Shen's control like a rootless fire, and it quickly extinguished and dissipated.

"Bang!" The strength of the fist and the strength of the ink collided, Zhen Miao knew the power of this punch, so he made a remote move in the air, but he still felt that the entire space was scorching and boiling by this punch, as if he was in fear and despair in the vast and scorching Gobi Desert.

What kind of ghost fist is this? No wonder the people of the innate chaotic body in ancient legends were rejected by the world, how could this kind of anti-heaven existence allow him to survive in the world?

"Zheng! Zheng! Zheng! ”

Three sword lights flashed, and only the sword light was missing, this was a move in the Shinto martial art "Lan no End", and these three people had obviously obtained the essence of it. Wang Shen received Zhen Miao's stroke head-on, and was invaded by a small amount of colored ink, and he couldn't help but have the terrible idea of rushing forward and resisting the blade with his body, but he was in a hurry to suppress this thought, and his eyes shot out with golden light, and he slammed the sky to resist the three swords.

"Ding! Bite! Burst! ”

In the end, it was still too late, Tianbla blocked two of the knives, but Fukuoka Shiro's knife was unavoidable and slashed from his shoulder and neck, with the experience of cutting his throat last time but was blocked, Fukuoka knew that this kid had a very powerful talisman magic weapon, this time he used seventy percent of his strength, and the defense opened by Shan Xinyu was still unable to resist, and Wang Shen's left shoulder was spurted with blood.

"What are you still doing! Gao Daidai and Xue Yu hurried to the Chinese embassy to see if there were any Chinese monks living nearby! Deng Jiao, Wu Nianjie, Bao Jinghong, and Weng Yuhua hurriedly split up to find the phone! Fight back to Tianshan and call for support! Lu Yixiao was so anxious that she stomped her feet, screaming and ordering everyone to act, her vocal cords had already burst, she saw that Wang Shen was injured like a knife, but she knew that she was just adding a burden to him, and hated why these unreasonable sisters were still stunned in a daze, so she roared at them hoarsely, but she didn't know that she herself had just woken up from her daze.

The five fairies hurried away, leaving the anxious Lu Yixiao to stare at the battlefield, but just as she spoke, Wang Shen added a new injury.

Just stabbed Fukuoka Shiro, one by one, and attacked at the same time, Wang Shen used his magic to dodge, but the iron pen that painted scattered people suddenly changed its trajectory at an astonishing high speed, and the colorful light flashed directly to Wang Shen's lower abdomen.

Wang Shen jumped and dodged, but the front of his right thigh was cut open by an iron pen, and his pants were torn and the flesh was turned out, which was very terrifying. But the other party was not ready to show mercy because the eight-year-old child was seriously injured, and the three knives attacked again with terrifying blades, this time the three of them all used nine successful forces, and the three knives cut an arc that was in line with the heavens and the earth and the most subtle to the top of Wang Shen's head, and at the same moment, the folding fan of the scholar also swept from under Wang Shen like a ghost.

Wang Shen risked his life to fight to the death, he ignored the pain of the dantian and inhaled a large mouthful of heaven and earth aura, and ran the "Enron" to the peak state, a move fell - bamboo chaos, the sky turned into ten phantom swords erected around him and rotated rapidly with his body, only hearing the sound of "ding" in his ears, Wang Shen actually took the killing move of the four Yuan infants closely, but in the middle of the air, there was an empty door of the boss in his lower plate, and he was hit by Peng Yan in a circle of the left leg, and the trousers on the calf were cut off with a large piece of meat.

Lu Yixiao saw it really from three hundred meters away, she cried and shouted for Wang Shen to flee quickly, although Wang Shen could hear it, but he knew bitterly at the moment, he was deeply besieged by the five Yuan Infant Stage, and the opponent's back move and sword intent almost turned into a solid giant net to shroud the battlefield, and now it was impossible for him to escape.

Blood was dripping from the tips of Wang Shen's Adidas shoes, and he moved sideways to dodge a slash from the side, while he moved his sword to block Zhen Miao's pen, and slashed his back twice until he filled two more wounds that were deep enough to reach his bones. He turned around and forced the two of them back with two punches, Peng Yan's folding fan poked from the front again, he could only fall and dodge, but there was another knife below to chop, judging by the momentum, if this knife was slashed, his legs would be cut off by Qi Gen.

Wang Shen had no choice but to repeat the old trick, and used Yingluo-Bamboo Chaos to directly conjure up more than 30 phantom swords to form a sword and shield to wrap himself in it.

"Dang!" With a bang, Fukuoka Shiro's knife slashed on the sword and shield, Wang Shen flew out in response, he spat out blood but immediately stabilized his body, but a terrifying aura came from the top of his head.