The white-haired old man listened to the Xuanwu roar, and his face showed a look of pain.

This is his strongest magic weapon, which can perfectly cooperate with his myriad illusions, and under the explosion, he can even fight with the middle of the Yuan Infant.

But now, this magic weapon is trapped by that egg-like thing, and it seems to be more than lucky.

I have the heart to save it, but I can't get out of it. Because at this time, Wang Xuan waved his hands, and the ninety-nine spiritual qi swords appeared again, heading straight for this white-haired old man!

"Too much deception!"

The white-haired old man roared angrily, pinched his hands with his hands, and three hideous black dragons conjured out of thin air, roared, and went straight to Wang Xuan's ninety-nine spiritual qi swords, letting out bursts of roars, and fighting in one place.

The cultivation of the early stage of Yuan Ying was really extraordinary, and the black dragon that was conjured was several times stronger than when Ling Fei first cast it. Although Wang Xuan urged the aura sword with all his might, he was still defeated and retreated.

After a few breaths, the ninety-nine spiritual qi swords dissipated, and the three hideous black dragons roared and headed straight for Wang Xuan.

Wang Xuan's body flashed, came to the side of a black dragon, and smashed it down with a fierce punch.

After a loud bang, the black dragon let out a scream of pain, flicked its tail, and whipped towards Wang Xuan.

Wang Xuan couldn't dodge, and was struck by the dragon's tail.

A sharp pain came, and the pumped upside down flew seven or eight feet away.

The white-haired old man looked happy, pinched his fingers, and the three black dragons roared, turned around and pounced on Wang Xuan again.

Wang Xuan's face was pale, and he rubbed his waist, but fortunately, the method of calcining bones is now Xiaocheng. It still stinged, but it didn't hurt.

With a wave of Wang Xuan's hand, the ninety-nine spiritual qi swords reappeared, heading straight for the three black dragons, entangled with them.

But he himself shook his body, and instantly came to the white-haired old man's side.

The white-haired old man's complexion changed drastically, he deeply understood Wang Xuan's physical strength, and he knew that he would definitely not be more resistant to beating than Ling Fei's talisman magic weapon. Once he is close to Wang Xuan, it is definitely more than lucky.

In a hurry, with a wave of his hand, a white jade pendant appeared in front of him, and the white light flashed, turning into three shields around his body.

Wang Xuan's eyes were revealed, and the demon subduing technique was unfolded, and in an instant, he changed five directions, and punched five punches at the white-haired old man, and his fists were aimed at the vital point.

The first punch hit a shield, and the shield flashed white and blocked.

The second, third, and fourth punches were also blocked.

But although the fifth punch also hit the shield, the shield was shattered.

Wang Xuan's punch passed through the shield and slammed into the chest of the white-haired old man.

Although the punch was blocked by the shield, the power was still amazing.

The white-haired old man opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, flying seven or eight feet away. Covering his chest, he barely stood still, looking at Wang Xuan with resentment in his eyes.

Wang Xuan smiled coldly, and the dragon body technique unfolded with all his strength, and pounced on the white-haired old man again. The white-haired old man hurriedly urged the magic weapon and resisted in embarrassment.

Just as Wang Xuan was fighting fiercely with the white-haired old man, the sound of preserved eggs and Xuanwu's angry roar continued to come from the egg-shaped phantom.

"Little turtle, don't run, wait for me!"

"What are you running, it's your blessing that Lord Ben plays with you, you dare to run, and you run so fast......"

"If you dare to run again, Lord Ben will be angry!"

I don't know what the preserved egg did, and the screams of Xuanwu came from the egg-shaped phantom.

The white-haired old man listened to the voice, and his heart seemed to be dripping blood, but now he was too busy to take care of himself.

Wang Xuan kept changing his position. Each time it transforms, it's a punch. The white-haired old man stumbled, desperately urging the shield to resist.

But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't completely block all the attacks.

At this moment, the white-haired old man was very embarrassed, he had been punched three times by Wang Xuan, his hair was scattered, and his clothes were stained with blood, and he no longer looked like he was light and breezy at the beginning.

After Wang Xuan threw another punch, his body flashed back to the place where he had been standing, his face was slightly pale, his chest was constantly rising and falling, and it was not a small burden for him to continuously cast the Heavenly Shatter.

"It's time to wrap it up......"

Wang Xuan raised his right hand, and with a thought in his mind, a huge rune appeared in front of him, which was the death talisman.

Although there were only a few strokes of the huge rune, it seemed to the white-haired old man to be extremely mysterious.

Although he has not refined the art of runes, he has lived for hundreds of years, and he has seen it. He could see that this rune contained a terrifying power, and that power was as vast as the sea and as strong as the heavens.

The white-haired old man's face changed drastically, and he was secretly frightened.

"Who the hell is he! How can there be so many means? And every one of them is very strong!"

The white-haired old man had an intuition that once the power of this rune burst out, he might really fall here.

The white-haired old man's eyes showed a look of struggle, but in an instant, he became firm, he didn't care about feeling sorry for his statue magic weapon, and he didn't care about protecting Ling Fei, gritted his teeth, turned around and shot away into the distance.

Ling Fei was shocked and screamed, "Third Uncle, what are you going to do? Come back quickly! If I have three longs and two shorts, my ancestor will definitely not let you go!"

However, the white-haired old man did not hear it, and he did not look back......

Ling Fei's eyes showed despair, and he was about to speak again, when Wang Xuan glanced at him coldly.

"Noise! He can't run!"

Ling Fei was so frightened that he didn't dare to say another word, his eyes rolled wildly, as if he was thinking of a way to get out.

Wang Xuan pointed at the death talisman, and the death talisman instantly appeared behind the white-haired old man as if it had crossed space.

The white-haired old man looked back, let out a frightened scream, and ran forward with all his might.

But the death talisman chased after him like a maggot with a bone, and in the blink of an eye, it enveloped him.

The destructive power contained in the death talisman exploded, and the white-haired old man let out a terrible scream from afar, turning into a dry bone in a few breaths, and the Yuan Ying could not escape.

Another early Yuan Infant monk was wiped out in the hands of Wang Xuan!

At the same time, fine cracks also appeared on the statue magic weapon of the white-haired old man, and Xuanwu's screams became weaker and weaker.

Immediately afterwards, the statue exploded, the egg-shaped phantom of the preserved egg disappeared, and the corner of the preserved egg appeared beside Wang Xuan with an aftertaste smile, as for the Xuanwu, it was gone.

"The taste of this Xuanwu is really good, if there is a big pot, it would be better to stew a soup......

Wang Xuan couldn't help crying and laughing, "What a foodie!"

Ling Fei's eyes showed a thick fear, he couldn't bear it anymore, he turned around and was about to flee, but Wang Xuan's voice came faintly.

"I said I would do what I said and leave no one behind, and now, do you believe it?"

Before Wang Xuan's words fell, his body had already appeared in front of Ling Fei, and he directly punched out.

Ling Fei was frightened at this moment, and he had no power to resist, allowing Wang Xuan to punch and punch his body.

After more than a dozen punches, the protective soft armor on Ling Fei's body had been completely shattered, and the bones of his whole body were shattered, and his anger was like a gossamer.

Wang Xuan directly used a demon exorcism and slammed into Ling Fei's chest, and Ling Fei's body exploded into a rain of blood with a bang......