Wan Peng shook his head, "I'm alone. I'm separated from my companions, and I'm looking for them. ”

The man smiled, his expression a little strange. "Well, I see. The disciples of the Lower Songbai Sword Sect did not expect to be able to meet with the cultivators here. With that, he lifted the skirt of his robe and sat opposite Wan Peng, "Fellow cultivators participate in the training as a free cultivator, and it seems that his skills are not shallow." ”

What kind of practice? Wan Peng was confused when he heard it. He hadn't heard much about this Songbai Sword Sect, and it might not be a big sect. "Oh. He answered quietly, trying to figure out how to answer the man's question.

"In that case, why don't we have a discussion?" He stood up again, his spiritual power agitated, and he looked defiant.

Wan Peng glanced at the fire over there, and the woman who happened to be tied up struggled twice. A weak sympathy rose from the bottom of his heart, and there was a trace of disgust for the person opposite.

It seems polite, but in fact it is more like finding fault. In that person's hand, there were now two more green clusters of light, and a pale green halo covered the entire palm.

"I don't know who the cultivator is bound by?" Wan Peng suddenly decided to get straight to the point, and if he continued to pull it off like this, he might not be able to achieve his goal.

"Oh......" The man's spiritual power actually restrained a little, "Well, a chick, she looks good, she was met by us, and it took more than ten miles to catch up, tie it up first, and then take it back to the mountain gate after training." ”

Wan Peng felt more and more that it was Xie Ting, "Bring it back to the mountain gate?"

The man slammed the two halos into each other, making a crisp wave. "That's right. Why, the cultivators are also interested?"

Wan Peng smiled slightly, "Of course I'm interested." ”

The man raised his head and laughed, "Okay, okay, then come on, let's fight, you win, I'll let my senior brother and brother, how about giving this person to you?"

The smile on Wan Peng's face suddenly disappeared, and a murderous aura permeated the space around him, "That's what you said." ”

The man shuddered, feeling uncomfortable, as if he had been oppressed by a strong force. However, he couldn't feel how much Wan Peng's spiritual power was spreading outward, and he couldn't tell the source of this oppression at all.

He didn't know that once spiritual consciousness was spread around a person's body, the sense of oppression and intrusion generated was no less than that of spiritual power.

Qiang squeezed out a smile, and he took a half step away, "Then ask the cultivator for advice." ”

With that, two green light clusters left his hand and slammed into his chest, and in an instant, countless pale green needles shot out straight out from there!

Wan Peng did several backflips in a row, and where he passed, three earthen walls were erected from the ground to block the attack of these fine needles. Unexpectedly, the fine needle broke through the earthen wall, and the speed did not decrease at all, and he chased after Wanpeng!

Wan Peng only felt that there were countless people whimpering and crying in these thin needles, and each needle was stained with filth and resentment. This feeling is not simple!

It's not about the strength of the opponent, but this kind of attack, which is really rare!

As soon as his body turned, Wan Peng's right arm swung out, and a pillar of fire arced and met these thin needles. Under the high temperature, the fine needles become invisible, leaving no traces.

The two of them, in the first round, were just more testing each other. The expression on the man's face became even more strange, "Well, good means. It's just a pity......"

His body changed slightly, and the second move was about to be unleashed, when suddenly a rocket sliced through his side, forcing him to stop the magic technique he was working on and retreat.

There was no warning, not at all! He looked at Wan Peng's eyes a little strangely, how could it be? Such a high speed, so accurately grasp the timing of his magic activation?

Wan Peng didn't add an attack, "What's this girl's name?"

"The ghost knows! What is used to collect yin and replenish yang cultivation, why do you ask so much?" The man obviously couldn't hold his breath too much, but now he didn't dare to attack first.

Because he found that he didn't take advantage of Wanpeng here, and he may not take advantage of anything.

At this moment, the bound man twitched, and then shouted in a hoarse voice, "Wan Peng!"

It's Xie Ting! This voice aroused the tide surging in Wan Peng's chest, and the toleration of these people was shattered with a bang. The face of the person opposite him also changed slightly, "You know?"

"I'm just looking for her!" Wan Peng roared angrily and straightened up, sixteen rockets erupted around him at the same time, each with a thin ray of thunder surrounding it. At the same time, his sword also reached his hand in the process, and with the flash of the sword, the thunder of the sword body quickly spread outward and fell to the ground and spread. His own speed has also nearly doubled, and he will go straight to his opponent!

Of course, the opponent did not show weakness, jumped a few meters, opened up the stance, and prepared to counterattack. Two or three rockets passed by, and some of the clothes were scorched. However, he found that the thunder on the ground did not seem to be thunder!

In this thunder, there is an extremely cold breath implied, which should be water vapor!

No, it's not just the moisture, it's the feeling...... Sword Qi!

But just in this stunned moment, the sword qi had already spread out from under his feet. Wan Peng held the sword in his right hand, the tip of the sword slashed across the ground, and he picked it up diagonally, and the entire water and gas thunder mangs spread on the ground, as if they were summoned and commanded, quickly turned into countless small sword qi, and sharply emerged from the ground.

The first style of the improved version of the Ice Mang Sword Technique, thousands of miles of ice!

Since Lei Mang, Wan Peng's improvement of this sword technique has not stopped for a moment. Of course, with his accumulation of knowledge, it is not enough to rewrite the sword technique, but how to use it more efficiently and more powerfully, it can be done. Because of the study of the array talisman, Wan Peng has a lot of new experience in the operation of spiritual power.

The opponent was only in the middle stage of foundation building, how could he have imagined that Wan Peng's move could actually have such a huge momentum? Come to think of it, sometimes I see the attacks of some condensation cultivators, but that's it!

Countless sword intents were cold and piercing from bottom to top, and the thunder in between them was extremely strong. The opponent hurriedly urged the magic technique to defend, but only then did he realize that in the midst of the cold and thunder, his speed was too slow.

His own body was injured by countless sword qi and thunder!

With just this blow, he couldn't stand it anymore. Although it was not enough to cause fatal injuries, at this moment, his clothes were flying inch by inch, there were no more than hundreds of wounds on his body, and blood seeped out from his whole body. He still couldn't believe that Wan Peng's attack speed was so fast!

Seeing the situation here, the four people on the other side of the fire also got up together and rushed directly towards Wan Peng. One of them opened his mouth and scolded, "Stinky boy, today is your death date!"

Wan Peng didn't pay attention to it, and retreated a few zhang straight back, with a bow, he jumped directly into the air, holding the sword with both hands, and rotating his head downwards at great speed, while the spiritual power continued to condense in the sword body. With the regular oscillation, it suddenly turned into a fierce sword qi, centered on him, rotating and spreading outward.

The fifth form of the Ice Mang Sword Technique, a strong blizzard!

This move is also a range attack. The wind and snow turned by the sword qi were like spinning sharp pills, wringing things within the range to pieces. One of the opponents tried to use the spiritual power shield to protect it, but with a flash of thunder, the spiritual power shield shattered directly, and he himself fell out hard, his chest was red.

Between the two blows, two people were injured!

There were five people on the other side, all of whom were in the foundation building period, but none of them comprehended sword qi or other advanced attack methods. For foundation building cultivators, their own offensive and defensive abilities are not high, if two people face each other, one person comprehends the sword qi, no matter how thick the opponent's cultivation is, it is basically bound to lose.

What's more, there is also thunder in Wan Peng's sword qi, which is brought by the thunder that has not been encountered in a hundred years!

Even the elders of Jindan's transmission of the Gong were helpless, even if they turned into such a fine mang, how could ordinary foundation building cultivators be able to resist?

Therefore, the current Wanpeng can definitely be regarded as a master in the foundation building period!

The faces of the three uninjured on the other side were extremely ugly, and their voices became trembling, "You, what kind of person are you, you want that girl, we will give it to you, we will leave ......"

"It's late. Wan Peng's face turned pale, he glanced at Xie Ting over there again, and turned his head to stare at the three of them, "It's late." After that, the spiritual power was agitated, and another move seemed to be about to be issued.

"You forced us!" one of them shouted, reaching for a black device. Seeing this, the other two hurriedly stopped, "Senior brother can't use it!" But after all, it was still too late.

The black device quickly grew in size, and it was a thick stick-shaped magic weapon, directly below, with two spherical attachments, one on each side, and a furrow on the top, and above that was a smooth head with a hole exposed in the middle, which involuntarily reminded one of some organs. As soon as it gets bigger, the air around it immediately becomes foul-smelling. At the same time, a strange suction spread around, and the plants and trees near it quickly turned yellow.

Dangerous!

Wan Peng pulled back, but he felt like he was still being sucked. It doesn't matter, it's like something is lost in the body, and the whole thing becomes unbalanced. Although the spiritual power is still there, the operation of the spiritual power in the muscles and veins has become crooked, making Wan Peng nauseous.

Good evil magic weapon!

At this moment, another suction force sucked something away.

Wan Peng only felt that his whole body was hot, as if there was a heat surging in his chest, as if he might break through himself at any time. The operation of spiritual power is more unstable, and the feeling of nausea is getting heavier and heavier. The person who manipulated the stick over there laughed, "It's late, what is late? Let you be nosy, now I will suck your yin qi dry, and let you die of yin and yang imbalance!"

The discomfort in the body became more and more obvious, Wan Peng frowned, but there seemed to be no way to crack this strange magic weapon!