Wang Rong said carelessly, but Lin Baiyi was a little worried, frowned slightly, and said, "Can you do it now?" This person should be cultivating the innate skills of the Quanzhen Sect, at least the seventh-layer realm, and it is nothing in normal times, but now what are you fighting with him?

Wang Rong smiled and said, "The seventh layer of innate skills, it's okay, I have my own way, you go back honestly, just don't make trouble for me." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Lin Baiyi already knew his plan, snorted, and said, "I'm too lazy to pay attention to you, so I can do it myself, don't blame me if I die." After speaking, he shook his head, and the white clothes disappeared in a flash.

Wang Rong flew towards the prison mountain, the speed was not fast or slow, in fact, he couldn't get up fast if he wanted to, with his current situation, it would be good to be able to fly.

Half an hour, Wang Rong arrived at the Yinxiu Peak of the Prison Mountain, and the sky was already very dark, Wang Rong was familiar here, and the surrounding clouds and mist could not stop him, and his figure flew in in a flash, and arrived in the Water Curtain Cave.

As soon as I entered the hole, a voice floated out, "Come in, I'm inside." The tone became more and more gloomy, and the murderous aura was fully revealed.

In the Water Curtain Cave, a person stood in the center of the hall, and when he saw Wang Rong, his eyes were sharp, and he shouted and asked, "You killed Yuxin?!"

This person is tall and thin, with an extraordinary bearing, wearing a dark blue robe, with a jade belt around his waist, he has a bit of the charm of a Taoist person, his eyes are like electricity, and he is full of cold and murderous aura, and when he asks a question, a breath has been released, enveloping the entire hall, and Wang Rong is naturally among them.

Wang Rong's expression remained unchanged, and he asked slowly, "Who are you?"

Seeing that Wang Rong was so indifferent, the blue-robed Taoist priest did not dare to have a contempt, and said in a deep voice, "Poor Dao Yuzhen is Yuxin's senior brother and his elder brother. We are biological brothers. ”

Wang Rong sighed secretly, since he was a brother, there was nothing to say, so he nodded and said calmly, "Yes, I killed Yuxin." ”

As soon as the eyes of the Yuzhen Daoist were prosperous, the momentum increased sharply, the blue Dao robe moved without wind, and the breath that was about to move towards Wang Rong, like an angry tide, fast and powerful, wanted to scatter Wang Rong and crush him.

Wang Rong didn't dodge, his body didn't move, he just moved his right hand slightly, and the blue aura came out of his hand, and he resisted the breath of Yuzhen.

There was a soft sound, the breath of both sides shook, Wang Rong's body shook, Yuzhen Daoren's face changed slightly, and his shoulders trembled.

With a cold snort, Yu Zhendao's right hand was raised, and a white light followed, and it instantly arrived in front of Wang Rong's eyes, the Tiangang blade was full of sharpness, and the edge was fully displayed.

Yu Zhen's Tiangang blade is several times stronger than Yu Xin, and the speed is also several times faster, and he definitely has the edge to penetrate everything, he just wants to disembowel Wang Rong and avenge his younger brother.

Tiangang blade is fast, Wang Rong is not slow, a punch is smashed, the Tiangang blade is smashed, the fist is not closed, the blue and blue look is broken, and it is in front of Yuzhen, you give me a knife, I will return you a punch, fair and reasonable, do not owe each other.

Yuzhen didn't know how powerful, he slashed with his palm, and his innate skills prompted the Tiangang blade, and the white mangs were masterful, sharp and strong, and he wanted to smash and scatter the fist shadow.

Bang, the blue aura did not dissipate, but shook Yuzhen more than ten meters, and his body was like a cannonball slammed into the stone wall, and the water curtain hole trembled, this is the meteor fist, and the strength is really enough.

Yu Zhen was so shocked that his head was dizzy, and it was easy to stabilize his body, his face was already extremely ugly, the qi and blood in his body were churning, and a mouthful of blood almost spurted out.

Wang Rong didn't move, and shook his fist at Yuzhen, this is contempt and contempt.

Yu Zhen was furious, shouted angrily, and a bright white light bloomed in his hand, the light was extremely strong, and there were thousands of sharp qi, this is sword qi, a very strong and powerful sword qi!

Yu Zhen sacrificed the fairy sword, the sword qi was flying, the momentum was violent, the wrist vibrated slightly, and the bright white sword qi surged, like a white dragon pounced on Wang Rong.

The white dragon sword, the fairy sword used by Qiu Chuji back then, the aura and spiritual power are extraordinary, the sword qi is condensed but not dispersed, and it also shows Yuzhen's ability to control the fairy sword.

Yu Zhen took out the sword, Wang Rong instead put away his fist, and as soon as the blue and blue brilliance converged, he let the white dragon sword qi drive straight in, and it came straight in, Yu Zhen was very surprised, what is this not looking for death?

In the surprise, the true qi did not stop, the sword qi was more vigorous, the bright white light filled the entire cave, the sword light was cold, and the room was white, it was really a good sword.

Wang Rong actually praised it: "The White Dragon Sword really lives up to its reputation." ”

In the face of the strong sword qi, he was still interested in admiring, he really didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and with this sentence, a green and bright light came out of the white light, and there was a clear and extremely clear sword sound, the green light was bright, the sword qi was bright and clean, as bright as jade, although the white dragon sword qi was strong, it couldn't cover up this sword qi, the sword momentum fell suddenly, Yuzhen's straight body was shocked, and he shouted out three words, "Qingjiao Sword!"

He has the White Dragon Sword, and Wang Rong also has the Frog Sword, of course he knows this, it is with the induction between the two swords of the White Dragon Frog Jiao that he can accurately find Wang Rong, and he is shocked that Wang Rong can actually control the Frog Sword!

White Dragon, Frog Jiao Double Sword is the fairy sword left by Qiu Chuji, there is also Qiu Chuji's seal on the double sword, ordinary monks can not use the fairy sword when they get it, only by practicing the innate skills can they slowly control the fairy sword, with the enhancement of cultivation and the fairy sword gradually merge, and finally the body and sword are one, giving full play to the maximum power of the fairy sword.

Innate Gong is also the secret secret of the Quanzhen Sect, and only the descendants of the Quanzhen Sect can be truly transmitted, Yuzhen, although Yuxin is not a descendant, but he is the recipient of Qiu Chuji's relics, and the cultivation is the orthodox innate skill, so as to control the white dragon and the frog sword.

And now Wang Rong can also urge the Frog Jiao Sword, Yu Zhen clearly feels the glow of the Frog Jiao Sword, pure and powerful, even if he uses this sword, he may not be able to have such power, could this person be a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect?!

Yu Zhen thought like this, the true qi continued to urge, and the edge of the white dragon sword became stronger and stronger, no matter whether Wang Rong was a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect or not, in short, it was the enemy who killed his younger brother, and he must die, he must die.

Yu Zhen used all his strength to resist the sword, and the sword qi swept over, and he was about to engulf Wang Rong and the Qingjiao Sword.

But this is Yu Zhen's idea, in fact, the quality of the Qingjiao Sword is not under the White Dragon Sword, how can the sword qi that Wang Rong urged be easily disintegrated, the blue light flashed again and again, strong and strong, and forcibly blocked the White Dragon Sword Qi, the two sword qi collided and clashed, the breath shocked, and the cave began to tremble continuously, there were cracks and cracks on the four walls, and the same was true on the ground, after the slate was broken, it was twisted into gravel and sand by the sword qi.

Originally, Wang Rong and Yu Zhen were twenty or thirty meters apart, and the sword qi was agitated, so they gradually pulled apart, Wang Rong slowly retreated to the door of the cave, and Yu Zhen was stuck on the stone wall, and he had no way to retreat.

Yu Zhen was unwilling to be suppressed by Wang Rong, his innate skills were raised to the peak, and he urged the white dragon sword with all his might, and the bright white sword qi was tenacious, trying to break through the cyan sword qi and killing Wang Rong in one fell swoop, and now he still wants to take revenge.

Wang Rong is not easy, although his demeanor is still very indifferent, but his body is already very empty, it is really empty, the true qi is overdrawn, he can give birth to the Frog Jiao Sword completely because of the Star Soul Axe, this magic weapon spiritual power is extremely powerful, and it can also make up for the lack of true qi of the cultivator at the critical moment, but if he borrows the spiritual power of the Star Soul Axe without restraint, Wang Rong will be counterattacked by the spiritual power of the magic weapon, which is very harmful, and he will have to worry about his life if he doesn't do it well.

Wang Rong knows this very well, and he also understands how harmful it is, but since Yuzhen is here, he can't avoid it, this is his business, and he can't let Lin Baiyi make a move, he has his principles.

The two swords did not give in to each other, the sword qi was still strong, and the two kinds of light of blue and white were shining and changing, intertwined and entangled, inseparable, and it seemed that it was impossible to distinguish the winner from the loser for a while.

Yu Zhen's face was pale, secretly frightened, through the sword qi he could see Wang Rong's indifferent and calm demeanor, the light revealed by those eyes was brighter and sharper than the sword light, which showed that this person's true qi was still full, and Edgeworth had not exerted his full strength for so long, and he was already depleting his true qi, and he couldn't hold on for long.

After a long time, Yuzhen's momentum gradually weakened, Wang Rong took advantage of the momentum, and as soon as the light of the Qingjiao Sword was flourishing, the sword qi was swallowed, and the white dragon sword qi was forced to shrink again and again, and Yuzhen's whole person was pressed to death, clinging to the stone wall, at this time, Yuzhen had no chance to escape.

Suddenly, Wang Rong let out a clear roar, the divine light in his eyes burst out, and then took a step forward, the Qingjiao sword waved, and the sword light was like electricity and instantly separated the white dragon sword qi, when the sound came, the white dragon sword suffered a heavy blow, Yu Zhen couldn't grasp it, the fairy sword took off his hand and fell to the ground, the cyan sword qi had reached the top of his head, just a fall, he would be divided into two halves.

Under the reflection of the sword qi, Yu Zhen was colorless, and seemed to be dead, but the sword did not fall for a long time, maybe Wang Rong just wanted to see what actions and words Yu Zhen would have when he was dying, whether he would beg for mercy or die peacefully.

Yuzhen didn't beg for mercy, looked at Wang Rong and said in a slightly trembling voice, "Let's do it!" The tone was very resolute, and it was a little bit like seeing death as home.

Wang Rong didn't make a move, the sword qi flashed above Yu Zhen's head, and when he heard Yu Zhen say this, Wang Rong said in a tone of appreciation, "You and Yu Xin are not the same." ”

Yu Zhen was stunned for a moment, then became furious, and said hatefully, "Why did you kill him?"

Wang Rong smiled and said, "Now that you asked me the reason, is it a little late?"

Yu Zhen raised his head slightly to look at the sword qi, and then his gaze fell on the Qingjiao sword, and slowly said, "Killing people and snatching the sword, isn't it?"

Wang Rong shook his head and said, "I'm not interested in the Qingjiao Sword, Yuxin is to blame." ”

How could Yu Zhen believe it, and sneered and said, "It's useless to talk more, let's do it, I really didn't expect that I would die under the Qingjiao sword." ”

Wang Rong sighed lightly, his wrist shook but it was not to urge the true qi, the light of the Qingjiao Sword was steep, and the sword qi dissipated immediately, not waiting for Yuzhen to react, Wang Rong raised his hand, and the Qingjiao Sword actually came out of his hand, and the Qingguang flashed in front of Yuzhen, and with a soft sound, the Qingjiao Sword was inserted on the ground, the sword body trembled, the brilliance flowed, and it was very close to Yuzhen, and the White Dragon Sword was together, but one was standing and one was lying.