He Has a Dragon

"Is this your preparation?"

Wang Le looked at Cheng Nie, whose face was as sinking as water, and asked sarcastically.

Seeing Wang Le's nonchalant look, Cheng Nie snorted: "Just be tough! You'll cry later!"

"Hey!" Wang Le smiled and did not argue anymore, because speaking with fists is the right way.

Besides, Wang Le didn't want to waste any more time on a small character like Cheng Nie.

Immediately, Wang Le, suspended in front of Cheng Nie, was glowing with dazzling purple-gold light, and his whole body was protected by a diamond-glazed shield.

Following Wang Le, he disappeared where he was, like a purple-gold sharp arrow, shooting directly at the golden-red light shield that enveloped him and the entire Tiandaling!

Seeing this, Cheng Ni sneered: "Humph! Want to escape? What a daydream!"

After finishing speaking, Cheng Nie chased after Wang Le.

boom!

In a violent collision that resounded throughout the world, Wang Le, who was bare-handed, crashed directly into the golden-red light shield.

With a "swish" sound, the golden-red light shield did not block the incoming Wang Le even for a second!

In the blink of an eye, cracks on the huge golden-red light shield stretched in all directions from the hole opened.

"Hiss!" Cheng Nie, who was catching up from behind, gasped and was instantly stunned. The confident look in his eyes was immediately replaced by a look full of surprise and horror.

At this time, the four earth-level powerhouses who had arranged the formation were so frightened that their faces turned pale, and they almost fell from the sky because they lost their minds and could no longer maintain their flying state.

Not to mention the low-level martial arts masters led by Cheng Nie at the foot of the mountain were so frightened that they had the urge to turn around and leave.

On the contrary, those outsiders who saw this scene through space satellites had no idea about it, and had no idea how terrifying the power Wang Le showed was!

Just when Wang Le broke through the formation with one blow and made Cheng Nie and others stand stunned on the spot, Wang Le opened his mouth, and the flying sword, the natal magic weapon contained in his dantian, flew out quickly.

Then Wang Le made a sword hand and controlled his natal magic weapon flying sword through his spiritual consciousness. It turned into a golden rainbow and flew towards the low-level warriors on the ground like a swimming dragon!

These low-level warriors at the foot of the mountain,

How could he avoid Wang Le's fierce attack?

Whoosh whoosh——

Puff puff puff puff——

Ahhhh——

…………

As Jinhong moved up and down, the screams continued continuously. No one could resist, and lives were harvested easily in the blink of an eye.

Under the bright and cold moonlight, steaming blood kept splashing out, completely dyeing the night in front of him red.

Cheng Ni's eyes suddenly turned red when he saw his disciples and grandchildren being slaughtered so ruthlessly.

Amidst the roar, Cheng Nie chased Wang Le again even faster.

At this time, Wang Le's magic weapon, the Flying Sword, had already flown back from the ground, because in less than ten seconds, none of the thirty low-level warriors at the foot of the mountain were standing anymore, and they were all taken away by the Flying Sword. Life, body, death and Tao will go to hell together.

"Beast! I'm going to kill you!"

The furious Cheng Nie yelled at Wang Le, and then took out the natal magical weapon in his dantian, a sharp spear that glowed with silver light.

Wang Le saw Cheng Nie clutching the silver spear and rushing towards him. He couldn't help but snorted with murderous intent on his face. He followed up with double-mindedness and rushed forward with his bare hands while controlling the flying magic weapon flying in the sky. Kill the other four earth-level experts with your sword!

"kill!"

Cheng Nie, who was holding the silver spear tightly with both hands, roared angrily and stabbed towards Wang Le's belly.

At this moment, Wang Le stretched out his left hand to grab the silver spear that was coming towards him with an unchanging expression.

When Cheng Nie saw this, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes, and he increased his strength. The silver spear he held tightly in his hand was like a dragon going out to sea, stirring up wind and rain in all directions. It did not change its direction and stabbed faster.

At the moment when the silver spear was only one finger away from the vital point of his belly, Wang Le stretched out his left hand and tightly grasped the shaft of the silver spear as thick as a child's arm!

In an instant, two powerful forces collided violently on the spear body!

"Roar!"

A roar that resounded through the sky came from Wang Le's throat, and then a crisp and harsh "click" sound was heard from the silver spear shaft.

At this moment, he saw that the silver spear, his natal magic weapon, that Cheng Nie was holding tightly in his hand, was suddenly broken by Wang Le with one hand!

The huge rebound force immediately made Cheng Nie unable to stabilize his body and he was thrown backwards.

At the same time, Cheng Nie, whose life magic weapon, the silver spear, was destroyed, had a sweet throat, and a mouthful of blood spurted out that he could no longer suppress.

Cheng Nie, who suffered such a heavy blow, immediately became depressed.

While his illness was threatening to kill him, Wang Le, who showed no mercy at all, rushed to Cheng Nie immediately, then swung out a punch, hitting Cheng Nie's chest vitally with lightning speed.

Facing Wang Le's strong attack, Cheng Nie, who was in the late stage of the Earth Stage, had no way to avoid it. He received a heavy punch on the spot. His whole chest sank in an instant, and the sound of his ribs breaking and smashing was extremely harsh!

At the moment when Cheng Nie was severely injured, Wang Le's magic weapon, the Flying Sword, used an unstoppable and powerful offensive to cut off the heads of two strong men in the early stages of martial arts in the blink of an eye.

"Ah!" Just as Cheng Nie let out a shrill scream of despair, Wang Le's magic weapon Flying Sword was already chasing the mid-level earth-level powerhouse in another direction.

At this moment, the two middle-level martial arts masters had been frightened out of their courage. Now seeing that Cheng Nie had no power to fight back when facing Wang Le, and was seriously injured in an instant. Without any fighting spirit, they turned around without hesitation. escape.

But no matter how fast he ran away, he couldn't fly as fast as Wang Le's flying sword, which was transformed into a golden rainbow. In the blink of an eye, he caught up with one of the mid-level earth-level experts.

In an instant, the golden rainbow transformed into a flying sword passed through the body of this mid-level earth-level powerhouse, and chased another mid-level earth-level powerhouse at an unabated speed.

At the same time, Wang Le had also arrived above Cheng Nie, who was seriously injured and dying. Then he swooped down from a high position and slapped the opponent's vital part of Tianling Gai with one palm.

Immediately afterwards, Cheng Nie's head collapsed, and he walked onto Huangquan Road without even having time to utter his last scream before death. His dead body fell straight from the sky to Tiandaling below.

Before Cheng Nie's body fell between the mountains, Wang Le's natal magic weapon, the Flying Sword, flashed across the neck and throat of the middle-level earth-level powerhouse like a bolt of lightning. In an instant, the body separated and fell to the ground.

Then there was no blood on it, and the flying sword, which was transformed into a golden rainbow, changed its direction and quickly flew back to Wang Le. Then it was taken back into the Dantian of the body and continued to be cultivated.

And this whole process, from the grand formation to the end now, was just a blink of an eye. Wang Le's men had no enemy at all.