Hearing this, Wang Chuan's mood fluctuated again.

If it is really as Jin Heifeng said, that is to say, the second leader Wang Jian is also his father-killing enemy!

In his eyes, this matter is incredible.

He couldn't figure out why it was instructed by the second master.

not only colluded with the robbers of Heifeng Village, but also instructed them to rob their own darts.

And now he commanded them to kill themselves.

It's tolerable, it's unbearable!

Just when Wang Chuan's mood swings were the most violent, Jin Heifeng made a move.

In the face of this kind of strong man who has already become famous, Wang Chuan still has some shortcomings, and he was caught by him.

"Boy, you're still too young!"

Jin Heifeng kicked the knife stuck in the ground with a kick, grabbed the hilt, and slashed it down.

There was a loud shout, and then an extremely sacred aura came out of its body, and the breath wrapped around the knife and slashed down together.

Facing this divine aura, Wang Chuan only felt that his whole body could not raise his strength, as if he was restrained, and could only be slaughtered by others.

"Good knife technique!" Wang Chuan's heart sank, and he quickly calmed down, used his aura, and suppressed that feeling.

The Spirit Wind Sword has a gap, which is not enough to deal with the Golden Black Wind, and the Xuantie Heavy Sword, which is also an intermediate spirit soldier, is not smooth to wield, and it is easy to find flaws, so it cannot be used.

From the Qiankun bag, he took out a lower-level spirit sword used by Sun Zhiyuan.

In an instant, it was covered with thunder and lightning.

When the thunder light sword technique was used, the feeling of being restrained by the other party disappeared directly, and it turned into a strong self-confidence.

Sun Zhiyuan is dead, and the mark on his sword has disappeared, and Wang Chuan is handy with this sword.

The clanging of weapons collided constantly, and in a short period of time, the two exchanged dozens of moves.

At the beginning, Wang Chuan was caught off guard, and it was a little difficult to deal with it, but when he calmed down later, he was able to suppress Jin Heifeng's knife.

After all, Wang Chuan's strength is huge, and it is normal to suppress the other party with only swordsmanship and strength.

After a few moves, he was suppressed by the other party, Jin Heifeng's face was gloomy, and he retreated.

Wang Chuan didn't follow, just stood like that.

"No wonder Wang Jian put out the news that you are difficult, and you really have two hits!" Jin Heifeng's face was black, almost the same color as his teeth.

With his half-step cultivation of holding the Yuan Realm, he was actually suppressed by the other party, which was unacceptable to him.

If he didn't take Wang Chuan, how would he gain a foothold in the Black Wind Village, and how would he convince the brothers under him.

"Your strength in holding the Yuan Realm in half a step is also not bad. Wang Chuan responded with a smile, and there was no lack of sarcasm in his words.

These words will not make the other party angry and make a move, Jin Heifeng snorted coldly, and his palm slowly brushed the blade.

"It was just a temptation just now, but now it's my real strength!"

As the palm of the golden black wind brushed, the golden light on the knife body was magnificent, forming a pattern, which was extremely dazzling.

And the divine aura on Jin Heifeng's body became more and more intense, as if he was the embodiment of justice, and he wanted to kill all evil.

"This is the master's Demon Breaking Sword Technique! I didn't expect to use this martial art!"

"I heard that the power of the Demon Breaking Sword Technique is second only to the ground-level martial arts, and I haven't used it for a long time, so I didn't expect to be able to see the true face today!"

"I heard that the master has already practiced it to the realm of Xiaocheng, with this sword technique, not to mention that Wang Chuan, even if he is a real powerhouse in the Yuan Realm, he is not the opponent of the master!"

For a time, everyone in the village was full of confidence in Jin Heifeng.

"Boy, hear it, this martial art, ordinary people have no chance to see it, and now I use it to kill you, and you will be blinded when you die!" Jin Heifeng laughed.

"You're laughing too early!" Wang Chuan was unmoved, and the thunder light on his sword was even more dazzling.

In the heavens and the earth, the thunder energy has also become more active.

On the high mountain, the thunder qi was already richer than usual, but now he used the thunder light sword technique, and the momentum was even stronger.

"What! your martial arts!" Jin Heifeng was even more surprised when he sensed the power of Wang Chuan's sword, which was only stronger than his own Demon Breaking Sword Technique, and then gritted his teeth and scolded: "Damn, Wang Jian's information is wrong!"

In fact, Wang Jian can't be blamed, Wang Chuan borrowed the Thunder Light Sword Technique, and it was less than five days before and after he left.

No one could believe that someone could learn a top-notch martial art in five days.

And he also practiced it to the realm of small success.

If this is said, I am afraid that the three sects will rush to collect disciples.

"I only know now, it's too late!" Wang Chuan sped up his aura, and the thunder light on the sword became even stronger, directly transforming into a thunder light long sword.

Killer Rachel!

A sword slashed at Jin Heifeng, and the other party also raised his knife in response.

The fight between the two was more ferocious and rapid, Wang Chuan constantly used the thunder sword technique, shook the other party with Lei Che, harassed with thunder fall, and occasionally used the flow of wind ban, which made Jin Heifeng tired to deal with.

As for the suppression ban, he didn't have enough understanding, for a person of Jin Heifeng's strength, he only needed a small means to break it, and it would also consume spiritual energy.

The golden black wind turned to block the thunder and lightning falling overhead, and was immediately injured by a flowing wind under his feet.

After fighting each other more than 100 times, Jin Heifeng suffered all kinds of minor injuries on his body.

On the other hand, Wang Chuan's body is extremely clean and has no scars at all.

"Ahh

Immediately after, Wang Chuan saw that the eyes of the golden black wind gradually turned blood red.

And the aura of his whole person has more than doubled.

Jin Heifeng's strength, visibly improved to the point where Wang Chuan was frightened.

Now the realm of the golden black wind, I'm afraid it's already the realm of Baoyuan!

But at the same time, his vitality was also constantly draining, and in a moment's time, Jin Heifeng grew a few more gray hairs.

"What's going on, why did the head of the house suddenly become so strong?"

"I remember, it is said that there is a secret technique in charge called Violent Blood, which can consume one's own vitality and blood and improve one's strength. ”

"There is still such a martial art in the world!"

All the robbers were lamenting the strength of the Violent Blood Secret Technique, and they were all heard by Wang Chuan.

Regarding the secret arts, Wang Chuan also knows something.

Arcane is not a martial art, it has a variety of effects.

Some secret techniques can even directly improve the user's cultivation, although the price paid is huge.

As far as Wang Chuan knows, the stronger the secret technique, the greater the price to pay, and the strength of the secret technique is also divided into levels, and like martial arts, it is divided into three levels: human, earth, and heaven.

"Your secret technique, I'm afraid it's only the middle level of the human rank, and it won't last at all if you are raised to such a strength!" Wang Chuan knew in his heart and said.

That being said, he knew that if he couldn't hold on for this period of time, he would only be dead.

"I really can't hold it up, but it's enough for you!"

With a loud shout, Jin Heifeng slashed at Wang Chuan.

His strength has increased a lot, and even the divine aura on his body is extremely rich.

If it were an ordinary person, I am afraid that he would be directly suppressed by this breath, and he would stand in place and be killed.

But Wang Chuan didn't, he urged the aura in his body with all his might, and the thunder light on his body was even stronger, forcibly suppressed the divine aura, and then hid.

This knife is so powerful that he can't take it, so he can only go.

Directly turned into a flash of lightning and left.

"Escape, do you really think you can escape?" Jin Heifeng laughed fiercely, and the knife suddenly came to the top of Wang Chuan's head that turned into thunder and lightning, and fell directly.

After many battles, Wang Chuan had already had an early warning, and when the knife fell, he turned around in advance to dodge.

However, no matter how fast he was, he couldn't be faster than Jin Heifeng, whose strength suddenly became stronger.

The knife fell, but it was still unable to dodge, and it was slashed by the blade, and in an instant, a large hole was cut in the abdomen, and the internal organs were clearly visible.

"Damn!" Wang Chuan scolded angrily and hurriedly suppressed the injury.

Under absolute strength, his copper skin and iron bones are like tissue paper, vulnerable to attack.

"Two more words of scolding, the harder you scold, the happier I will be when I kill you!" Jin Heifeng laughed, looking a little crazy, "Let you see, the means of holding the Yuan Realm powerhouse!"

After that, the knife in his hand was thrown directly at Wang Chuan.

Wang Chuan turned around to block, but the knife suddenly changed direction and slashed directly across his arm, revealing his white bones.

This is a unique means for the powerhouses of the Baoyuan Realm, and they can control the aura to control all things.

Because it opens up the dantian, there is enough spiritual energy in the body, and it is pure enough to be able to do this.

In that secret realm, Lu Zi'an's sword flying from the mountain also had the same thing.

It's just that Lu Zi'an can't let the sword change its position in various ways, so he can only let it fly out and then take it back.

Holding the Yuan Realm powerhouse, not only can the sword fly out and fly back, but also can use various martial arts in the air, which is powerful.

The spirit soldier long knife of the golden black wind flew up and down around Wang Chuan, constantly attacking Wang Chuan.

Wang Chuan knew that it was useless to dodge, so he simply gave up and concentrated on swinging his sword to block the knife flying in mid-air.

But even then, injuries are not avoided.

The scars on his body were getting more and more, and Wang Chuan could feel that he had run out of oil.

But the sword in his hand is getting faster and faster.

Bleeding too much, Wang Chuan was about to lose consciousness, all supported by will, and the sword was powerless to swing, it was a completely knee-jerk reaction.

However, this knee-jerk reaction was even better than swinging his sword himself.

He could feel the slightest hint of subtlety.

Although he was dizzy, he also knew that this state was rare, and tried his best to remember the feeling of this moment.

"This is the realm of the unity of man and sword!" Not far away, Jin Heifeng was extremely surprised.

At such a young age, he had such a sword realm, and only the true disciples of the Shadowless Sword Sect could compete with him.

Jin Heifeng was already full of gray hair, and his skin was wrinkled, and he knew that it would change later, so he accelerated his attack.

However, in the realm of swordsmanship and sword, his attack was useless.

In his body, nearly ninety percent of his vitality had been consumed, and Jin Heifeng didn't dare to continue to urge the blood, so he hurriedly stopped.

The aura fell instantly, and it was even worse than the eighth layer of the Qi Refining Realm.

Now, any person who comes to the seventh layer of the Qi Refining Realm may be able to kill Jin Heifeng.

But Wang Chuan's current state is even more unbearable than him.

There is no place on the body of the bastard that is good, and the body has long been stained red with blood, and even the sword in his hand is full of gaps, and he can't use it anymore.

The low-level spirit soldier long sword, fighting against the intermediate spirit soldier sword until now, has not been broken, which is an amazing thing in itself.

To have such a result, it all depends on Wang Chuan's superb swordsmanship.

"Hehe, kid, even if you are strong in swordsmanship, you still have to die in my hands!" Jin Heifeng smiled fiercely and walked towards Wang Chuan.