As soon as Wang Feng made a move, he saw Zhang Wen's Lingbao Divine Sword, and his eyes lit up immediately, he had only seen Lingbao once from afar in his ancestral hometown "Wolong Sect", but he didn't expect that this little foundation-building monk in front of him actually had such an anti-heaven thing in his hand.

It just so happens that he lacks a weapon to take advantage of, so it's better to keep it for himself, otherwise such a good thing will be buried in the hands of this foundation builder.

But before he finished his joy, he felt a dangerous aura rushing towards him, and it was menacing, Wang Feng hurriedly mobilized his spiritual power to resist.

When the entire sword qi mass covered Wang Feng, the old guy was dumbfounded, there were countless flying sand and stones in front of him, as well as endless sword qi, all of which were extremely sharp, and he wanted to mobilize his divine sense to investigate, but not only could he not mobilize his divine sense, but his own sea of consciousness was also attacked with a "Weng" sound, and suddenly there was a mess in the sea of consciousness, Wang Feng knew that it was not good, and hurriedly flashed out of the circle.

It is worthy of the power of Jindan in the later stage, the reaction is fast, and he quickly jumped out when he knew that things were not good. When he broke free from the restraint of the sword qi, Wang Feng was furious, countless blood marks were rubbed out of the sword qi around his body, and his divine consciousness was also faintly painful.

Wang Feng didn't dare to be careless, knowing that this kid was weird, and he definitely couldn't let Zhang Wen make a move.

A golden meniscus knife appeared in his hand, although his consciousness was still a little painful now, but he had to finish off the kid in front of him first, and the meniscus knife swept out horizontally, and a brilliant light rushed towards Zhang Wen.

Zhang Wen knew that the old guy was angry, just like dodging, but now the shadowless step couldn't dodge at all, the other party's sword was too fast, and it was like a suction, he couldn't move for half a minute, Zhang Wen had to frantically instill the spiritual power into the spiritual treasure, and at the same time swung the sword away.

The two swords collided, and a shocking shock broke out in an instant, and the rubble under his feet flew everywhere, and the two Zhuji monks next to him saw that the lethality of the two was too amazing, and they directly hid dozens of miles away, so scared that the two of them sweated, fortunately, if they ran fast and slower than half a minute, they would have to be half dead, and at the same time, they were a little afraid of Zhang Wen, and they were also Zhuji monks, and the gap between them was too big.

Feng Chime and Xiao Jing were advancing at this time, and the sword qi collided with the defensive formation outside, and the formation was immediately shattered, and the sword qi continued to expand until it hit the second defensive circle before stopping, but fortunately, it did not affect the promotion of the two.

Zhang Wen was directly blasted out of a hundred meters away by this blow, hit the mountain rock, broke one of his ribs, and spurted out a mouthful of blood, Zhang Wenming Bai must hold on to it now and find a way to give the other party a fatal blow, otherwise he can only wait for death today.

But before Zhang Wen stood up, Wang Feng's second sword came closer, more fierce than the first sword, Zhang Wen secretly complained in his heart, it seemed that today was nine deaths, and continued to swing the sword to block it.

Lingbao is Lingbao, more than a hundred times stronger than ordinary spiritual weapons, if it is an ordinary spiritual weapon, Zhang Wen may have died for a long time, but this Lingbao is too spiritually consuming, and every sword has to input powerful spiritual power.

This second sword directly inlaid Zhang Wen in the mountain stone, just like tailor-made, more than one meter deep into the mountain stone, there is basically no clothes on his body, and now Zhang Wen can be described as full of holes, terrible to the extreme.

Wang Feng smiled with satisfaction when he saw Zhang Wen's appearance.

"Hehe! You dare to fight back in front of this ancestor, you are indeed very kind, I am standing here now waiting for you to kill, if it is a man, come over?"

Wang Fengming knew that Zhang Wen couldn't move, so he shouted at Zhang Wen arrogantly.

Although Zhang Wen is now a wolf, but his life is not in danger, Zhang Wen has been washed by the Seven Star Refining Body Fruit, although he is seriously injured today, but it has not yet reached the point of dying, the reason why Zhang Wen does not move or speak is because Zhang Wen is thinking about how to deliver a fatal blow.

Wang Feng saw that Zhang Wen was indeed weak, so he strolled over, ready to refine his soul to Zhang Wen, there are too many secrets in this kid, and the exercises just now are very mysterious, so he can't let him die like this.

Seeing Wang Feng coming towards him, Zhang Wen slowly twisted his body, rolled down from the rock, and got up from the ground with great difficulty, holding the sword inserted in the ground tightly with both hands, looking at Wang Feng tremblingly, his eyes were full of anger, as if he wanted to eat Wang Feng with his eyes.

"Hmph! I really have backbone, but it's useless, dare to kill my son, I will destroy your whole clan!"

When Wang Feng was still more than a dozen battles away from Zhang Wen, Zhang Wen's eyes flashed, and the long-brewing Divine Sense attack was launched, and a silent Divine Sense Wind Blade shot towards Wang Feng, and then waved the sword with both hands, and once again used his own killing move.

"The Sword Captures the Soul ・・・・・・"

Wang Feng didn't expect Zhang Wen to be able to attack in this state, and he was not on guard, only thinking about the refreshment after getting the spirit treasure, and the wreak of abuse when Zhang Wen drew his soul and refined his soul.

Wang Feng only felt a pain in the sea, as if he was being cut by thousands of sharp blades, and lost consciousness in an instant, and when his consciousness was just restored, he was still in a faint pain, and the terrible sword surrounded him again.

Wang Feng is now in a mess, he has no accurate consciousness, he can only subconsciously collide, rolling in thousands of sword qi flying stones, Zhang Wen is crazy to maintain the status quo with his divine sense, eating a lot of Divine Pills, even so, there is still intermittent dizziness in the sea of consciousness.

When Wang Feng's tortured soul was not possessed, Zhang Wen's divine sense was almost exhausted, including spiritual power, he was about to stand unsteadily, so he quickly stopped attacking, and at the same time summoned the purple gold rope, which was entangled with Wang Feng, who was already half dead, and now even the golden pill in Wang Feng's body couldn't fly out, and it was impossible to regain it, and the purple gold rope tightened more and more until Wang Feng stopped breathing.

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The two foundation building juniors in the distance, seeing that the head of the family was invincible to the foundation building boy in front of them, wanted to help but reason told sù himself, even if he made his own shot, it was in vain, life was not easy, seeing that Wang Feng was dead, the two simply fled.

Zhang Wen had been standing there, the blood all over his body had blurred, and there were some pieces of clothes on it. Zhang Wen couldn't move now, slowly absorbing the aura, and slowly recovering his body.

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At this time, in a large hall hundreds of thousands of miles away, a middle-aged man in brocade was furious.

"Wang Feng's natal jade card is broken, no matter who does it, I want to see people die or see corpses?"