"This friend, are you usually so arrogant, I don't understand how you can still live until now!" Wang Ziyi sneered, speaking unceremoniously.

"You...... Boy, you are crazy enough, then let me weigh it, do you have the qualifications to be arrogant?" The man's face was even more ugly, the prince's righteous cultivation was not as high as him, and he dared to talk to him like this, which made his face very unbearable.

"You have lifted me, compared to you, I am still far behind, until now, I don't know what it means to be thick and thick!" Wang Ziyi's words really angered the man, this is a naked humiliation.

"Look for death!" the man shouted, his face was extremely ugly, and he kicked the chair next to him towards Wang Ziyi, although it was made of wood, but after the man's spiritual blessing, it became incomparably powerful.

The gusts of wind overturned the tables and chairs, and everyone next to them also dodged, if they were hit, they could only suffer a dumb loss.

The chair turned into a bright light, with the sound of whirring wind, and flew towards Wang Ziyi, the speed was very amazing, Wang Ziyi was so close that he couldn't dodge at all.

"Click!"

The chair hit Wang Ziyi's body directly, and it turned into pieces with a click, and Wang Ziyi didn't move, but at this time, his eyes had already told the man that he was going to make a move.

Two cold rays of light shot out from Wang Ziyi's eyes, and the people around him couldn't help but shudder, what kind of vision is this, it's terrifying, it's like a fierce beast from the endless abyss, making everyone shudder.

"Peng!"

A terrifying aura suddenly burst out from Wang Ziyi's body, the surrounding tables and chairs directly turned into powder, Wang Ziyi was on the second floor, the wall next to him also collapsed, and the second floor of the restaurant appeared naked in front of people's eyes, and the people on the street stopped, looking here, ready to watch a dragon fight.

The eyes of the man from the Yin Spirit Sect flickered, and he also felt a lot of pressure, it seemed that the person in front of him was not so easy to deal with.

Wang Ziyi stood there, a majestic momentum surged, and the people around him were shocked into a cold sweat, and before they could make a move, they had such a big momentum.

On his body, there is an intoxicating halo, although his body is not exposed, but anyone with sharp eyes can see that the prince is extraordinary, and he is probably a master.

The man of the Yin Spirit Sect also discovered the horror of Wang Ziyi's physique, so he waved one hand, and a soul banner appeared in his hand, and suddenly, the wind and clouds changed color, the ghost cried wolf, and the cold breath spread quickly like a tsunami, and the black mist also covered the entire street, and the sky was darkened, terrifying, and the howling sound of the ghost surrounded everyone's ears, making people tremble in their legs.

"Roar!"

A huge blue-faced ghost king roared angrily and pounced on Wang Ziyi, and the gloomy aura permeated every corner.

The blue-faced ghost king has two terrifying fangs, green eyes that exude an eerie glow, and slender claws that constantly wave, shimmering with the luster of steel, and extremely sharp.

The huge body arched slightly, swallowing a cold breath, the soles of the feet were huge, and every step shook the floor, and the people around him were terrified.

"Peng!"

The blue-faced ghost king slapped it with one paw, Wang Ziyi did not resist hard, dodged away, it slapped the right wall with one paw, "boom", the right wall also collapsed, and the whole restaurant kept shaking and was about to collapse.

Wang Ziyi jumped and walked out onto the street.

"Boom!"

As soon as Wang Ziyi left, the entire restaurant collapsed, and a group of people were buried inside, and the blue-faced ghost king kept roaring and struggled out.

The disciples of the Yin Spirit Sect couldn't react in time, and they were also collapsed below, although they were not injured, but their whole bodies were in a mess, and they did not have the peerless heroic appearance just now.

His eyes glared at Wang Ziyi angrily, his face was hard to see the extreme, when did he be so embarrassed, today he was first humiliated by Wang Ziyi with a few words, and now he was collapsed under the restaurant, and he was really lost.

"Boy, I'm going to fight you to the death today!" the Yin Spirit Sect man said viciously, controlling the blue-faced ghost king to attack Wang Ziyi again.

"Brush!"

The figure of the blue-faced ghost king suddenly reached the extreme, Wang Ziyidu just saw an afterimage, he couldn't react, his arm was only half extended, and he felt a sharp pain.

The claws of the blue-faced ghost king directly grabbed Wang Ziyi's arm, leaving five red scars on it, and there were black qi floating out of it.

Wang Ziyi stepped on the Great Tracking Technique and quickly retreated, finally getting rid of the entanglement of the blue-faced ghost king, and there was a sharp pain in his arm, and the wound seemed to be difficult to heal.

"Kid, aren't you very arrogant? Hit my poison, don't you feel good! Don't worry, in a little while, you will really taste the taste, and it will definitely make you unforgettable for the rest of your life!" The man from the Yin Spirit Sect was able to let out a sigh of relief, his heart was extremely happy, and he laughed.

Sure enough, just for a moment, Wang Ziyi felt dizzy in his head, as if he was about to fall asleep, and the pain at the wound became more and more intense, as if he was slowly cutting his flesh and blood with a knife, and the pain made Wang Ziyi grin.

At this moment, the purple villain at the heart of the prince's righteous eyebrows was shining, and it was actually the three-color suit that was resisting the poison, which obviously had an effect, and the poison was directly attacking the original god, and ordinary people could not guard against it, so it could only become more and more serious.

His spirit was temporarily stabilized, Wang Ziyi clenched his fists, his face turned cold, he wanted to quickly end the battle and find a place to heal.

"Whew!"

The blue-faced ghost king didn't give Wang Ziyi a chance to breathe, and pounced again, opening his teeth and claws.

"Brush!"

Its figure flashed again, Wang Ziyi had already prepared this time, and a brilliant jade sword appeared in his hand, slashing forward, and the wind and thunder were fierce.

"Click!"

There was a crisp sound on the body of the blue-faced ghost king, which seemed to be made of stainless steel, and then "click!", countless sounds of steel shattering sounded, and countless cracks appeared on the body of the blue-faced ghost king.

"Boom!"

The prince couldn't help it, and he blasted it over with a punch, "Whoa!", and the huge blue-faced ghost king turned into pieces, and only a ball of fire was still flickering.

The man of the Yin Spirit Sect showed a shocked face, he didn't expect Wang Ziyi to kill the blue-faced ghost king so quickly, and he hurriedly took back the soul fire of the blue-faced ghost king, so that the blue-faced ghost king would have a chance to resurrect.

Wang Ziyi saw his thoughts and didn't allow him to take it back, so Wang Ziyi slapped the flickering soul fire, and the blue-faced ghost king died completely.

Seeing this scene, the man of the Yin Spirit Sect almost fainted, this was his most powerful honor guard, and he was completely slapped by Wang Ziyi like this, and his heart was dripping blood!

"Give it all to me!" The men of the Yin Spirit Sect were all crazy, and shook the soul banner in their hands vigorously, and countless souls rushed out, overwhelming the sky, it seems that this is really a powerful weapon, it has such power.

'Whew!'

The prince danced the glazed colorful sword, whirring the wind, and countless sword qi turned into shapes, slashing the soul, and the sword light had turned into a rain of light, blocking the overwhelming soul.

"Boom!"

Wang Ziyi's sword was inserted into the ground, and a layer of stone slabs on the ground turned into powder, and strong fluctuations spread, with Wang Ziyi as the center, a circle of golden ripples spread out, and all the souls touched disappeared.

At this moment, the general soul disappeared, the scene became much clearer, and the surrounding people were also shocked, this is definitely a master.

The face of the man from the Yin Spirit Sect was even more ugly, Wang Ziyi's current time, how much of his hard work was in vain, and several years of accumulation were instantly turned into smoke and dust by Wang Ziyi.

"Whew!"

The man of the Yin Spirit Sect really couldn't bear it, and with a wave of the soul flag, all the souls outside drilled in, the yin wind and black fog dissipated, and the street brightened up again.

The Yin Spirit Sect's man's eyes were already red, and he didn't get any benefit today.

He took the soul flag, and with a big hand, five black ghost heads appeared out of thin air, whining.

The man threw a bulging bag into the air, and the five ghost heads pounced on it as if they were crazy, biting wildly.

"Phew!"

It turned out that this was blood, as soon as the ghost head bites, the blood suddenly spurts out, and the bloody breath spreads, extremely pungent, the five ghost heads eat very happily, even the ones on the ground are not spared, as the blood becomes less and less, the breath emitted by the five ghost heads is getting stronger and stronger, and the tyrannical breath is slowly emitted.

"Buzz!"

The five ghost heads seemed to have undergone a huge change, and suddenly there was a buzzing sound, and the aura was at least twenty times stronger, and Wang Ziyi faintly felt the pressure.

Looking at the man of the Yin Spirit Sect again, at this time, his eyes turned green, eerie and terrifying, looking at Wang Ziyi, it seemed that he was going to swallow him alive.

"Woo!"

The five ghost heads swallowed the black fog and flew towards Wang Ziyi, and the gloomy aura also permeated, and the violent fluctuations shook the ground and rumbled.

Wang Ziyi's face was solemn, these five ghost heads were very extraordinary.

"Boom!"

Wang Ziyi attacked directly, and with a sword, he slashed at the ghost head at the front, making a sound of fine iron colliding, and the ghost head was knocked away, but there was nothing at all, and he flew back with a "woo".

"Whew!"

Two black mist suddenly sprayed over, Wang Ziyi was caught off guard, and was sprayed directly on his face, just hit the skin, and actually drilled into it like crazy, a sense of dizziness arose, and Wang Ziyi was a little confused.

"Phew!"

A sword light suddenly slashed over, and the light was amazing, like a divine sword coming from the sky, and the power was incomparable.

Wang Ziyi was a little confused, and when he saw the sword light, he used all his strength to dodge to the side, but the sword light seemed to be sticking to Wang Ziyi, chasing him straight down.

"Boom!"

In desperation, Wang Ziyi held the glass colorful sword in his hand, and actually took more than a dozen steps back, and his chest was full of blood and qi.

"What's going on?"

Wang Ziyi felt strange, he was just blocking a sword light, why was his blood churning so much? )