Wang Jing smiled, reactivated a soft water light mask, and the blue soft water light mask immediately covered his whole body, and replied disdainfully at Wang Xianzhen's threat.

"Hmph, stinky boy, don't toast and don't eat and drink, I broke your turtle shell, and I will greet you well. Yang Jian, do it quickly!"

Wang Xianzhen first scolded angrily, and then suddenly shouted at the monk behind him, and Yang Jianyin behind him smiled and said, "Received, look at the Taoist master's spicy hands to destroy flowers!"

A humanoid puppet suddenly drilled out of the ground, holding a five-foot-long black eight-edged iron hammer, and slammed a blow at Qin Xiaozhen's back.

Qin Xiaozhen's attention was being attracted by Wang Xianzhen's shout, and when he noticed the hammer attacking behind him, he had no time to dodge.

At that time, Wang Jingzheng was not far from Qin Xiaozhen, his divine mind was strong, and he found it first, so he immediately rushed out of the light shield protection, quickly stopped her by the waist and hugged her, and came to a classic donkey rolling work on the spot.

It's a pity that he hugged a soft beauty in his arms, Wang Jing was a little inconvenient to move, and the huge hammer just smashed on his thick back. Rao is Wang Jing cultivated the immortal body of the Heavenly Demon, and his muscles and bones were far stronger than ordinary monks, and he was also beaten to the point of anger, and his heart was surging with blood, and he spit out a stream of blood with a "wow", which sprayed Qin Xiaozhen's face.

It turned out that this puppet was quietly infiltrated underground by Yang Jian when the fog was thin, and it was a killing move that Wang Xianzhen discussed with him. Because the puppet had to jump out of the ground when attacking, it happened to sneak attack Qin Xiaozhen, who was slightly distracted and had no protective light shield to protect herself.

The puppet missed, and the hammer in his hand slammed into Wang Jing again, Wang Jing didn't have time to stand, so he had to hold Qin Xiaozhen's fragrant and soft body and continue to roll on the ground. It's a pity that the warm fragrant nephrite is in the arms but there is no leisure to enjoy it, which is really a bad scenery.

Wang Xianzhen wanted to control the flying sword and first ended up rolling on the ground Wang Jing and Qin Xiaozhen, but Gu Jingfang saw that Wang Jing and the two were in a crisis, and he didn't care about his own life and death, so he and Wang Xianzhen fought hard to take off the sword. Although her flying sword was damaged a lot with every impact, there were several small gaps in the sword, and it was estimated that after two more blows, her flying sword would be scrapped.

While directing the puppet to continue to attack Wang Jing frantically, Yang Jian quickly approached Wang Jing, preparing to cooperate with the puppet to cast a spell attack on Wang Jing after reaching the attack range.

At the moment of life and death, Wang Jinggu could no longer have any reservations, and used all his strength to stimulate the remaining trace of demonic energy and thunder and lightning power in the golden sea, and condensed an egg-sized golden thunder ball in his hand. As soon as the thunderball came out of his hand, it turned into a golden thunder net, and wrapped the puppet tightly in a breath.

When the thundernet wrapped the puppet, a foul puff of smoke came out of the puppet's body, making a clear pop, and then it stopped moving. Yang Jian, who was running towards here, held his head in his hands, let out an exclamation, and stopped in pain.

At this time, a layer of bean-sized cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and then he fell to the ground regardless of it, hugging Wang Jing and Qin Xiaozhen, who were close at hand, but quickly ran into the distance. This scene stunned his little friend Wang Xianzhen, and even the attack slowed down unconsciously, giving Gu Jingfang a chance to breathe. Wang Jing and Qin Xiaozhen also took the opportunity to stand up, and quickly activated a blue and soft water light shield on their bodies, temporarily out of danger.

The puppet loses its owner's grip and quickly reverts to a palm-sized puppet and falls to the ground. Wang Jing unceremoniously waved his right hand and put the puppet into his storage bag. The first time he saw such a thing, he was intrigued. In the future, I will also learn the method of control, so that the puppet can counter violence with violence, and in the future, when facing the enemy, I will no longer roll on the ground monotonously, which will also be too disrepaired to the face of the true person.

Now, on the bright side, Wang Xianzhen, a cultivator of the ninth level of Qi refining and the Great Perfection, does not have much of the upper hand against a seventh layer of Qi refining and a ninth layer of Qi refining. There is also a little monk of the fifth layer of qi refining who is eyeing him next to him, his body is very strange, he is good at close combat, and he accidentally destroyed the puppet of an eighth-layer qi refining monk just now, so that he was defeated and fled. Although Wang Jing has no mana now, who knows what other means he has not used. The more unknown it is, the more mysterious it is, and the more he doesn't dare to do it easily, this is the combat experience summarized by his years of casual cultivation.

In fact, Gu Jingfang had already lost most of her mana, and the flying sword magic weapon was about to be depleted, and her strength was greatly reduced. Qin Xiaozhen's Qi refining seventh layer, if it weren't for the soft water light cover talisman seal, I was afraid that it would be solved in just three or two clicks. As for Wang Jing, at this time, the mana of the dantian was exhausted, and Jin Hai was also empty, and after being hit by the huge hammer of the puppet, it was very painful to be able to barely stand firm and pretend, let alone make a move against the enemy.

Just when Wang Xianzhen was holding a flying sword and was unsure whether to fight or stay with Gu Jingfang and the others, Zhang Jun and Zhang Liang, who had been chasing and falling to the ground for a while, woke up at the same time.

The two of them were also decisive in killing, and when they saw that there was an opportunity, they hurriedly activated a few talismans on their bodies and threw them at Wang Xianzhen, and then rolled around and approached Wang Jing's side.

Wang Xianzhen saw that a few fireballs were flying in, thinking that they were activated by ordinary low-level fireball talismans, so he quickly arranged a wall of fire in front of him. Arranging fireballs with his cultivation of the ninth layer of Qi refining is an instantaneous matter, and there is no problem in blocking a few fireball attacks, and depending on their state, they will not be able to send a second wave of attacks.

Just as the wall of fire was formed, several fireballs attacked the wall of fire, and the wall of fire only shook a few times without the slightest appearance of breaking. Just when Wang Xianzhen thought that he had blocked this wave of sneak attacks, a golden lightning with the thickness of a finger suddenly emerged from the wall of fire, instantly wrapped around his flying sword and swam towards his body.

Seeing this, Wang Jing was surprised in his heart, he couldn't imagine that the elder of the Zhang family loved these two juniors so much, and he would actually hand over the heaven, thunder, earth and fire talisman worth hundreds of spirit stones to them to save their lives. These two are also resolute people, seizing the opportunity to sneak attack, and at this critical moment, they played a role in turning things around, Wang Jing really loved the wise and martial Great Elder in his heart.

Wang Xianzhen decisively dropped the flying sword when the thunderbolt wrapped around the flying sword, and then his body retreated sharply, avoiding the main attack of the thunderbolt. However, the lightning spread a range of several feet, and although he retreated quickly, he was still touched by the subtle arc of electricity, and there was a slight numbness that made his mana ineffective.

Without waiting for him to recover his strength, Gu Jingfang and Qin Xiaozhen naturally wouldn't miss such a good opportunity, and at the same time used the flying sword and fireball spell to attack, allowing him and the flying sword to leave a few feet away.

While Wang Xianzhen was dodging the attack of Gu Jingfang's second daughter, Wang Jing took an arrow step, firmly grasped the flying sword that fell to the ground in his hand, put it into the storage bag with his backhand, and sneered at the embarrassed tenth-layer Qi refining monk:

"Wang Daoyou, you are a cultivator of the Ninth Layer of Great Perfection of Qi Refining, not to mention the high mana, this posture of dancing on the tip of the knife is also very beautiful. If Your Excellency enters the Fire Cloud Sect, you can perform for a few core disciples, and maybe as soon as they are happy, they will give you a chance to lift your shoes. ”