"Let's get on with you!"

It's not that Wang Zimo is inflated, how arrogant he is, thinking that he will be invincible in the world by killing dozens of people easily. On the contrary, after careful consideration, he came to the conclusion that it would be more disadvantageous for him to fight one by one.

The other party adopts wheel tactics, and Wang Zimo will be unbearable sooner or later.

On the contrary, with one enemy and many enemies, and when the enemies do not know each other, there is no tacit cooperation, no assistance of the formation, even if they attack alone, they are scattered, each of them is a camp, and some will even become a stumbling block for others.

Besides, the demon hunting brigade has not yet appeared, these are just the vanguard teams that can't bear it, just like the red-headed green flies in the thatched house, "buzzing" on the wall, and all the big feet fly up. There are always a few maggots who are not honest and have to run to the house to die.

The rat pulls the shovel, and the real big head is still behind!

Obviously, the other party does not intend to bully more with less.

Thirteen people are divided into five waves, four strange-looking people in a group, two people in three waves, and the remaining three people jump alone, the form is very obvious, these three people are the most powerful of these people.

It was nearly noon, and the prince did not want to fight.

He wanted to hurry back to Yanhuitai and lay on the bed and wait.

Ji Yunxi said that he would come over to deliver food at noon. Although the porridge cooked by Ji Yunxi didn't taste very good, the feeling of being served was still quite good.

If these thirteen people knew that Wang Zimo was bent on fighting quickly, and the fight would be complete, if he didn't die of anger on the spot, he would have his nose crooked and his lungs blown up.

They were divided into five waves, and that was their choice.

But in Wang Zimo's eyes, no matter how you divide it, it's the same!

Wang Zimo didn't want to be long-winded, and slowly raised the palms of his hands upward, one yin and one yang, left yin and right yang, and in an instant, Wang Zimo's hands formed an air hood as the center. It is as if you are wearing a black and white glove, and when you wave it, you can see the semi-arc flow trajectory formed by the air being split.

"Crossing the river and turning into a dragon!"

A Dao disc slowly condensed behind Wang Zimo, black and white, like an ancient wheel, constantly chanting ancient ballads when slowly turning.

This altar is a reflection of the prince's main altar.

But I saw that the speed of the Dao disk suddenly accelerated, and after a while, the pole was slowly generated in the middle. Suddenly, thirteen golden giant swords condensed and formed from the front of the Dao Pan, shining brightly, and draped the prince Mo with a layer of golden armor.

"Yin, Yin and Yang Realm ......"

The prince squinted his eyes at the thirteen, taking in their stunned expressions. He has seen too much of this expression today, and he doesn't need to sympathize, the murderer must be ready to be killed.

Wang Zimo's eyes lifted upwards and looked at the three people on the south side of Fengming Pass.

"It's interesting, at such a young age, I actually broke through yin and yang, huh? That's ...... The law?"

Under the surprised gazes of the three of them, Wang Zimo suddenly raised his head and slammed his hands together.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the heavens and the earth changed color, and the sun and the moon disappeared.

I could only see the dazzling golden light of the thirteen giant swords, like thirteen pythons stirring together and burrowing into the polar pillar.

These pythons are all transformed by Wang Zimo's vitality, if you simply talk about the power of vitality, Wang Zimo is not as good as the three people on the south side of Fengming Pass. But at this time, after the vitality blessed by the law of yin and yang, Wang Zimo really wanted to try whether he could fight with the cultivators of the Yin and Yang Great Realm!

"Phew!"

It was as if the cold and clear mountain spring water was poured on the red-hot sword, and the burst of low explosion was emitted. The prince silently grabbed behind him and drew a greatsword from the pole.

The golden long sword was even more dazzling than just now, and the dark golden runes on the four-finger-wide sword body kept wandering, and everyone in Yaodi couldn't open their eyes.

No one knows what Wang Zimo wants to do, whether it is one-to-one or one-to-many?

I saw that he suddenly threw the golden giant sword into the air, and in less than half a breath, countless stump fragments fell from the sky. Among the thirteen women, who felt that a drop of rain was falling on her face, looked up at the sky, and before she could sigh, she was frightened silly by the piece of meat that fell from the sky.

It's too late, it's too late, it's all happening in the blink of an eye. The prince silently refused to give them a chance to breathe, and quickly drew two giant swords and slashed at the thirteen people.

In his eyes, it was meaningless for these thirteen people to divide or not, and the two swords could be regarded as lifting them.

"Boom ......"

Bursts of dark clouds gathered in the sky in the distance, surrounding from all directions, covering the sky and the sun for a while, covering the sky outside Fengming Pass and making it impermeable. Dark clouds pressed overhead, but Fengming City, which was not far away, was sunny and beautiful, and there was nothing unusual to see.

The chicken-sized raindrops fell as soon as they were spoken, and they smashed on the top of the head cool, wet, and fishy.

The fragrance of fresh earth mixed with the smell of blood, and the stump in the sky had not completely fallen off, and the giant sword had quickly turned back, half a circle smaller than before, and returned to the pole.

The prince was silent, his fingers hooked slightly, and three giant swords were sacrificed from the pole at the same time, like a falcon on standby, waiting for the prince to give his final order.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The three giant swords broke through the air, and they were actually in the direction of Fengming Pass.

"Whoosh!whoosh!whoosh!whoosh!"

Four more giant swords were sacrificed from the polar pillar, flying in the four directions of southeast, northwest, and north.

Wang Zimo struck four times in succession, each time with one more giant sword than the last time, and the four times counted a total of ten long swords. These ten long swords are made of thirteen pythons devouring each other, and although their strength is not as powerful as the seven in the backyard of Yanhuitai, their lethality is even stronger. Because last time, the prince was afraid to use the power of the law, and completely transformed the giant sword from his own yuan power. And this time, he was not afraid at all, using his own Yuan Force as a guide, mobilizing the yin and yang in the Wuji Aura, biting each other, surrounding the giant sword, and forming a layer of unparalleled law power.

"Boom!"

"Boom, boom, boom!"

A series of roars exploded from all directions. Wang Zimo didn't think about the consequences, and the Daopan behind him followed his footsteps and directly crushed the thirteen corpses, and then, Wang Zimo turned around, bit the Pei Yuan Dan in his mouth, and stepped on the "one reed to cross the river" and rushed to the foothills on the south side of Fengming Pass.

A burning smell came to the nostrils, and a large pit with a radius of 100 feet was blown out of the place where the three old men were standing just now, and at the bottom of the pit lay a dry corpse, which had already been burned beyond recognition by the blazing heat.

Wang Zimo jumped down quickly, stretched out his hand and froze in the air.

He raised his head and took a deep look, as if he was looking at King Han across time and space.

After hesitating for a long time, Wang Zimo finally made up his mind, reached into the man's dantian, took out a palm-sized dao plate, directly erased the marks on it, slapped his hands, and then stood with his hands.

In less than an hour, everyone will know about my murder and seizure of the Daopan!

The prince looked up silently.

He knew that there were countless pairs of eyes looking at this place. But he had no choice, the "Divine Heavenly Technique" just now was already the end of the crossbow, if it wasn't for desperately holding on to the Dao Pan image, making others mistakenly think that there were still three giant swords that had not been used, he would definitely not be able to get here!

But he was right, the demon hunting team is a raccoon dog.

"He was lying to us just now, there is no golden giant sword in that yin and yang diagram, let's go up together and kill the devil!"

"Regardless of whether his head can change the city or not, Jiuli will never allow the murder of people to happen!"

"Yes, the devil! Everyone will be punished when they see it!"

"Kill him, kill the Adversary!"

Perhaps they were indeed a rabble just now, but since witnessing the prince devouring the Dao Disk, everything seemed to have taken a subtle turn.

Slay demons!

From the unconvincing "devil" in the edict of the King of Han, he suddenly became a "bloodthirsty demon" who was angry with people and gods. If the magic knife in Wang Zimo's hand was discovered, he would be a heinous person.

"Click!"

After the lightning, the rain cleared the sky.

The torrential rain came and went as fast as it came.

Wang Zimo didn't dare to linger any longer, urging the Yuan Force of his whole body to be injected into the five squares under his feet, and desperately ran towards Fengming City.

At this moment, Wang Zimo felt full of remorse in his heart.

I regret why I ran so far out of Fengming City without bounds. Running and running, he had to slow down.

Outside Fengming City, I don't know when it was surrounded by thousands of people. They made an appointment with the high-level under the banner of "Divine Sect disciples do not fight the same door", and on the city wall, Xue Lianzhu frowned and frowned, completely out of mind.

If you hold on, you will be a river of blood.

But outside, under the banner of not killing each other, the army in Fengming City will definitely be shaken, and they are afraid that they will eventually defect, but the gains will outweigh the losses. If the door is opened and the appointment is made, there are only a few high-level leaders in Fengming City, how can they fight against hundreds of masters outside?

It's a joke!

Wang Zimo was worried about how to pass through the human wall and return to Fengming City, and suddenly found that those disciples of the Fengtian God Sect under the banner of peace gave up a way, and the others did not know why, they had a learning and a way, and in a short time a road leading directly to the gate of Fengming City was let out.

The prince didn't dare to be careless, and went straight to the city gate without slowing down, and suddenly heard a loud voice from behind him: "Stop him and kill the devil!"

Xue Lianzhu had already discovered Wang Zimo and ordered someone to open the city gate. The city gate cracked a crack, Wang Zimo was only three zhang away from the crack, seeing that the road ahead was blocked, Wang Zimo did not hesitate to sacrifice the filial piety whip, and threw it forward with a "snap". The crowd instantly turned into a pot of porridge and squatted on the ground with their heads covered.

The prince shook his head and sneered, stepped on the black head and entered the city gate, and with a "boom", the gate was slammed to death.

"Hand over the devil, or you'll be bloodied in Fengming City!"