The two figures crisscrossed and split into two like lightning, and only a few dozen masters saw this process clearly, and the others were confused, "Bang!" There was strong disbelief written in the eyes of the madman, and he slowly fell to the ground, Feng Yifeng's hand was empty, and his spirit sword was falling down with the figure of the madman.

The monks of the Astounding Temple were shocked, although Fa Luo was not the strongest disciple among them, he was also one of the few masters, and he didn't expect to be stabbed in the heart by the other party's sword so quickly.

At the moment when the madness fell to the ground, a figure flew to catch the falling body.

"You don't want to die! Answer me quickly!" a young monk hugged the madman and cried loudly.

"You killed my senior brother Fa Luna! I'm going to kill you!" The little monk rushed towards Feng Yifeng like crazy, his eyes were red, and a monstrous hatred rose from his heart.

"Fa Jie! Come back, Bao Xiang, you go to deal with him, don't spare your hands, do your best. The old monk at the head shouted loudly, the little monk on the stage is almost the same as the dead Dharma mad cultivator, he can't watch his disciples sacrifice in vain and be indifferent, the Dharma Ring is like a moth to a fire, and he is looking for a way to die.

"Yes! Elder Jingwu!" a figure flashed behind the Astounding Temple, and replied respectfully to the old monk who was the leader.

"This is Bao Xiang, Xiu Wei is taller than me!" Feng Yifeng's face changed for a moment, and he immediately returned to normal, at this time, he put away his contempt, and flashed onto the stage from below with Bao Xiang with a vigilant face, and the solemnity was already written on his face.

When Wang Chen came to power in Baoxiang, he knew the result of this battle, Feng Yifeng's cultivation was one level lower than the other party, and then looked at a Qimen magic weapon golden wheel in the opponent's hand, and saw that the color was more than one grade higher than Feng Yifeng's weapon, combined with the extremely fast speed of Bao Xiangqi, Feng Yifeng would undoubtedly lose, and he wanted to win unless a miracle appeared.

Bao Xiang stood on the stage and didn't make a move, frowned, and said unceremoniously: "Fa precept, just leave the revenge of the law madness to me, just your little cultivation, let's go back and practice again!"

Fa Jie secretly hated his incompetence, and flew off the battlefield helplessly.

On Yu Kunlun's side, Tianxinzi and the elders frowned tightly and sighed silently.

"It seems that the last hope can only be pinned on Wang Chen!, I hope that treasure can't break through his defenses!" Tianxinzi thought helplessly in his heart.

"Let's do it!" Bao Xiang said lightly, as if a superior person gave an order to a subordinate, and did not allow the other party to have a trace of disobedience. ，

Baoxiang's voice seemed to have magic in it, and Feng Yifeng nodded mechanically, his eyes a little confused.

""Confusing the True Formula, it's over! Feng Yifeng is decided!" Tianchenzi was startled and slumped on the chair, "Confused True Formula" is the Zhenpai method of the Shocking Temple, and the same name as Yu Kunlun's "Supreme Heavenly Thunder Formula", Tianzi once won Jingwu's Confused True Formula, and was seriously injured by Jingwu's blow, if it weren't for his strong will and sobering up quickly, I'm afraid he would have died in this world.

Jing Wu and the other two elders of the Astounding Heaven Temple glanced at each other and sneered, they fully believed in the power of the Confusing True Technique, and they would win this battle.

Bao Xiang saw that the opponent was already in a daze, and threw the golden wheel in his hand, directly taking Feng Yifeng's neck, the golden wheel made a "woo" roar in the air, and the golden light flashed, and it was about to hit the opponent's neck.

The side of the Astounding Temple showed a thick smile, and Bao Xiang originally had the belief of killing, and the faint blood light in his eyes loomed, this expression told everyone that he clearly wanted to put the opponent to death.

At this moment, a figure instantly blocked in front of Feng Yifeng, and his right hand was handed out like lightning, facing the golden wheel that exuded terrifying energy.

"Bang!" the hand collided with the golden wheel, making a steely crashing sound.

Wang Chen urged the flame of the starry sky, and the golden wheel held in his right hand slowly turned into mineral water, slowly dripping from his fingers on the battle platform, with a kind smile on his face, this is the devil's smile that makes the opponent shudder.

"Ah!" There was a shocking exclamation in the field, and all the gangs of the Astounding Temple who thought that they were victorious in their hands let out a tsunami-like shout, especially Wang Chen's hand turned gold into water, which made everyone in the Astounding Temple panic, they had never heard of anyone who could do this, the golden wheel was not made of ordinary gold, but was refined by the Flowing Sky Gold after more than ten days of advanced refiners.

"What's the matter?I'm stunned!That's right!Crazy, you can go down too!This person will be handed over to me!haha~" Wang Chen regained his true colors at this time, and smiled arrogantly, "I haven't fought for a long time, I really miss that kind of ** taste, I'll take you under the knife today!" Wang Chen pointed at Baoxiang and laughed.

"Bao Xiang, pay attention, the opponent is not as simple as it seems!" Jing Wu hurriedly sent a message to Bao Xiang.

Bao Xiang nodded, looking at this young handsome young man attentively, his face was never solemn enough, "It seems that he is going to make a trick! Bao Xiang said secretly in his heart.

"What's the matter, I'm very casual in fighting, just use your tricks! Don't be afraid of hurting me! I forgot to tell you, I'm actually very tough. Wang Chen saw that his opponent was silent for a long time, and couldn't help but tease.

"Are you in a hurry to die?" Bao Xiang sneered gloomily, and the whole person became yin.

Wang Chen's words made Xu Da laugh, and he asked Yuzhen curiously: "Lecturer, what kind of exercises does Wang Chen use, we don't seem to have such strong exercises in our hall! ”

Hearing Xu Da's question, Yu Zhen's heart swelled with monstrous waves, carefully observing Wang Chen's every move, and found that he couldn't see through this disciple.

"To be honest, I don't know, probably because he has some adventures!" Yu Zhen replied uncertainly.

"Oh!" Xu Da didn't ask any more, watching the battle on the stage intently, trying to find the answer he wanted.

"Misty Demon Eye" Bao Xiang spit out these four words in his mouth, his voice was full of powerful magic power, full of temptation, his eyes emitted a pale yellow psychedelic light, and he looked at Wang Chen.

"My head is a little dizzy!" Wang Chen felt that his whole body began to feel weak, and the other party's magic-like voice and eyes brought him into a strange world of colorful colors.

Seeing that the other party was shaking, Bao Xiang's originally worried heart relaxed, and a faint disdain appeared in his eyes, "Even if you are powerful, what if you can't resist my soul attack, boy, you are dead." Bao Xiang felt very happy at this time, his eyes revealed a trace of cruelty, a cold cold light emanated from his hand, and a strong air shock wave filled the entire battle platform.

"Huh!" Wang Chen's body was covered with a trace of mist, and he miraculously disappeared from the battle platform.

As soon as Wang Chen's figure disappeared, Bao Xiang was shocked, the true yuan of his whole body was consumed by more than eight layers, and he didn't expect it to be in vain, and a strong sense of foreboding rose from his heart.

Suddenly, there was a strong wind behind him, and the figure of Bao Xiang soared wildly and flashed to the side.

A cloud of mist rose from behind Bao Xiang, and one hand slashed through a graceful arc, passing through Bao Xiang's body in dodge.

"Ahh

Bao Xiang screamed again and again, the hand quickly withdrew from his body, the mist dissipated, revealing Wang Chen's playful smile, "I can't think of it! Brother Bao Xiang, you should be proud of your defeat in the Jade Kunlun Cloud and Mist Illusion Technique, you can go! I will not be far away! Bye-bye!" Wang Chen made a goodbye gesture to Bao Xiang, and his faint words spread to every corner.

Bao Xiang felt that the strength of his whole body was rapidly draining, his consciousness gradually blurred, and his gloomy eyes closed heavily.

The body of the "clang" Baoxiang slammed heavily on the ground of the battle platform, emitting a dull crashing sound.