He Has a Dragon

With the offensive and defensive forces so clearly divided, the onlookers all saw that the victory was decided, not to mention Wu Zhen, the elder of Qinggong Piaomiao Peak who was involved.

At this moment, Wu Zhen's mouth was full of bitterness, and it could be said that his intestines were filled with regret. Ganqing's provoking method that he thought was successful was just a joke. He was the fool who fell into the trap.

If he could do it over again, he wouldn't make any oath even if he was beaten to death.

But there is no regret in taking medicine, and Wu Zhen can only reap the consequences now.

With a "clang" sound, Wang Le shook the magic weapon Wu Zhen released with his bare hands.

Then a crack visible to the naked eye appeared on the blade, and amid a wailing sound, the suspended long knife was teetering, as if it was about to lose control and fall to the ground from a high altitude at any time.

Wu Zhen, who was in harmony with his natal magic weapon, the long sword, turned pale and forcefully swallowed the blood that reached his mouth.

However, when he was injured, his speed of evasion was obviously a beat slower, and then Wang Le took the opportunity to seize the flaw, and with lightning speed, punched Wu Zhen's gray defensive shield.

"Boom...click, click, click...!"

Amidst the real violent impact, the heavy punch filled with purple-gold magic power could be said to effortlessly break through the gray defensive shield protecting Wu Zhen's body.

This is mainly due to the extraordinary purple-gold spherical object in Wang Le's Dantian, which makes the waves of purple-gold mana converted into waves different from what they used to be. Otherwise, it would be impossible to break through a heaven-level mana so easily. The defensive shield of a strong person is simply impossible to reach.

Back to the subject, at the moment when the defensive shield was broken by Wang Le's punch, Wu Zhen was frightened out of his wits. He desperately used his secret technique to instantly increase his speed to the extreme. Wang Le took advantage of the victory and pursued him, and continued to punch him in the heart. When the vital point came towards me, I finally managed to avoid it by narrowly and narrowly.

At the same time, Wu Zhenbu forgot to threaten loudly: "Wang Le, Mr. Wu is the elder of Qinggong Piaomiao Peak. If you dare to kill me, Qinggong will never let you and Nanhua Temple go!"

Wang Le sneered unmoved, and chased after him without hesitation. At the same time, he did not forget to reply: "There is no one in this world that I, Wang Le, dare not kill, even if you are a member of the King of Heaven. I, Wang Le, will kill you without fail."

"And this is the price you have to pay for provoking me, Wang Le, in the box!"

At this moment, Wu Zhen was really scared. Wang Le's eyes were full of murderous intent, making him clearly feel that his life was in danger of falling at any time.

"You lunatic, aren't you afraid that our Qing Palace will destroy Nanhua Temple into ruins?" Wu Zhen yelled angrily.

Wang Le laughed with a mocking look on his face and said: "As long as I, Wang Le, are here, those scorpion women in Cihang Jingzhai can't destroy Nanhua Temple, and neither can you Qing Gong!"

After a pause, Wang Le put away his smile and continued to chase Wu Zhen with a murderous look on his face. At the same time, he did not forget to continue: "How dare you Qing Gong destroy Nanhua Temple? Cihang Jingzhai is a lesson learned from the past. I, Wang Le, will definitely take it when the time comes." The artifact butterfly will kill all the heaven-level warriors in your Qing Palace, leaving no trace of them behind, let’s see who is ruthless!”

The moment he finished speaking, Wang Le's heart moved, and the power of the Dragon's invisible power was activated again and disappeared into the sky.

When Wu Zhen saw that Wang Le, who was chasing him, suddenly disappeared from his sight, he couldn't help but panic. Then he released his heaven-level consciousness, hoping that he would be lucky enough to have a miracle and successfully find Wang Le who was invisible everywhere.

The reason why a miracle is a miracle is because it is basically impossible, even harder than winning the lottery.

Obviously, Wu Zhen's wish failed.

At this moment, the invisible Wang Le also used his speed to the extreme. In addition, the time Wu Zhen used the secret method was too short, and the distance between the two sides was not completely widened.

So in just a few breaths, the invisible Wang Le had already chased Wu Zhen in front of him, followed by a heavy punch, carrying a huge force, and hit the temple on the side of Wu Zhen's head.

He is worthy of being a veteran strongman who has experienced countless fierce battles and has reached the early stage of martial arts for many years. At this critical moment of life and death, although Wu Zhen was unable to capture the invisible Wang Le, he relied on his battle intuition that had been tempered for many years and managed to survive. And narrowly escaped the fatal punch.

At this moment, although there was a hint of admiration in the invisible Wang Le's eyes, the murderous intent on his thin white face became more and more intense.

Immediately, Wang Le, who was invisible, turned the heavy punch in the air into sharp claws, and struck directly at the vulnerable part of Wu Zhen's neck and throat at a faster speed.

At the same time, Wang Le's other hand was not idle. He followed without hesitation and slapped Wu Zhen's heart on his chest.

Wu Zhen, who vaguely felt the evil wind blowing between the lightning and flint, could only rely on his fighting instincts, quickly turned his head to the side, and once again neatly avoided Wang Le's sharp claws grabbing at his neck and throat.

Before Wu Zhen could lose his soul, he secretly rejoiced when he saw Wang Le's follow-up palm, which was light and without a trace of fireworks or murderous intent, pressing on Wu Zhen's chest and the vital part of his heart.

With one palm strike, Wu Zhen's chest was dented directly to the heart and bones.

"puff!"

Wu Zhen, who was seriously injured, had a sweet throat. He could no longer control a mouthful of blood, which spurted out violently along with the fragments of his heart.

With blood spilling in the sky, Wu Zhen's secret technique was interrupted and suffered an instant backlash. With injuries aggravated, he could no longer keep flying, and his entire body fell uncontrollably from high altitude to the ground.

At this moment, Wang Le withdrew his power of breaking the illusion of the dragon, and his whole figure reappeared in the sky, and then quickly caught up with Wu Zhen who was falling to the ground.

Just when Wang Le grabbed Wu Zhen and was about to kill the Heavenly Elder of Qinggong Piaomiao Peak, suddenly a bright yellow light flew from a distance, and at the same time there was a thick and majestic male voice. The alto voice said: "Little friend, please show mercy!"

At this moment, Wu Zhen, who had survived from a desperate situation, was ecstatic and shouted: "Brother Yelu, save me!"

Wang Le raised his eyebrows, glanced at the bright yellow light that was getting closer and closer, then looked at Wu Zhen, and said with a sneer on his face: "I already said it just now, even the king of heaven can't save you!"

Before the words were spoken, Wang Le slapped Wu Zhen's Tianling Cap without any hesitation.

With a cracking sound, Wu Zhen's eyes filled with despair and fear instantly became dim and silent, and his whole body softened, unable to die any longer.

Then Wang Le casually threw Wu Zhen's body to the ground, then suspended it in the air, facing the bright yellow light with a calm expression.

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