He Has a Dragon

Dang Dang Dang——

When Wang Le's heavy punches hit Zhao Ye's magic weapon one after another, spider web-like dense cracks finally appeared on the gun body that had been bombarded continuously.

The magic weapon spear was damaged, as if it would break with one more blow, which immediately made Zhao Ye, who was connected to his mind, turn pale.

"Pfft!" Zhao Ye's throat felt sweet, and blood spurted out from his mouth. He declared on the spot that he had been severely injured, and his whole body's energy and energy fell from its peak in an instant.

Just when Wang Le was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue and beat Zhao Ye, the lost dog, Yuan Hong, who had already been filled with grief and anger, roared angrily, clutching his life magic weapon, a long sword blooming with cyan light, and blocked it at the critical moment. In front of Zhao Ye, he faced Wang Le's sudden thunderous palm!

At this moment, if Wang Le's palm posture remained unchanged, Yuan Hong's sword would definitely pierce the palm of his hand!

In the flash of lightning, Wang Le, whose expression remained unchanged, just lowered his palm slightly, just enough for Yuan Hong's sword to pass through the gap between his index finger and middle finger.

Clang!

With a sharp sound like the collision of gold and stone, Wang Le's index finger and middle finger tightly clamped the sword thrust by Yuan Hong!

At this moment, Yuan Hong's face showed a look of ecstasy. He was about to take the opportunity to cut off half of Wang Le's palm when he suddenly felt a terrifying force that he could not resist coming from the sword body. Come over.

In an instant, Yuan Hong seemed to realize something. The ecstasy on his face was immediately replaced by panic, and he couldn't wait to withdraw the flying sword from Wang Le's fingers.

But the flying sword seemed to have taken root in Wang Le's fingers, and it was useless even if Yuan Hong tried his best.

Before Yuan Hong could make the next move, Wang Le's cold eyes flashed with a trace of ruthlessness!

"Crack!"

Amidst the harsh and crisp sound that echoed endlessly, all that was left between Wang Le's fingers was the three-inch-long sword tip!

Yuan Hong, who suffered severe physical and mental injuries in an instant, seemed to be struck by five thunders. Stripes of scarlet blood flowed out from his ears, nose, eyes and mouth. It was very scary!

This whole process seemed slow but was actually very fast, and there was no room for any further reactions or actions from Yuan Hong.

Then Wang Le flicked his wrist without any hesitation, and the three-inch sword tip caught between his fingers flew out quickly, turning into a ray of green light and shooting towards Zhao Ye who was rescued by Yuan Hong!

Zhao Ye, who was about to breathe a sigh of relief and feel happy, never thought that Wang Le, who was dealing with Yuan Hong, would suddenly turn his gun on him!

This caught Zhao Ye off guard and he was already a step too late to react. He saw the three-inch sword tip flying with blue light directly penetrated Zhao Ye's neck and throat, and then there was blood on the back of his head. And out!

"Ah!" Zhao Ye let out a panicked scream and subconsciously covered his neck with his hands, his eyes filled with confusion and despair!

Then Zhao Ye immediately took out a large amount of pills from the storage stone in his arms and stuffed them into his mouth, trying to control his injuries to prevent them from getting worse!

Almost at the same time, Wang Le also stepped forward and slapped Yuan Hong's chest vitally with his palm!

At the critical moment, Yuan Hong held the broken magic weapon Flying Sword in his hand to block the door in front of his chest to stop Wang Le's palm!

Wang Le snorted coldly, and slapped the broken flying sword directly with his palm motion. Yuan Hong felt a huge force coming from him again.

The breath he just took was instantly dispersed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out that he could no longer control!

In the blink of an eye, Yuan Hong and Zhao Ye, who had been suppressed by Wang Le, were hit hard one after another, which made Liu Quan, who was in the same trench, feel extremely desperate.

What followed was waves of frustration and boundless fear, flooding into my heart like a tide!

At this moment, Liu Quan completely understood and saw one thing clearly, that is, even if the three of them join forces, they are definitely no match for the monster Wang Le!

Now that he has understood clearly, he will die against his Taoist friends rather than the poor Taoists. Liu Quan, who was retreating, turned around and left the battle group without hesitation and ran away!

When Yuan Hong and Zhao Ye saw that Liu Quan had abandoned them and escaped alone at the critical moment of life and death, their lungs suddenly exploded with anger.

When Wang Le saw this, he couldn't help but reveal a deep sneer in his eyes. He was just thinking about escaping now. What were he doing before?

As his mind wandered, Wang Le opened his mouth, and finally released the flying sword, his natal magic weapon stored in his dantian. Facing the rising storm, Wang Le held it tightly in his hand, and then swung two huge sword lights towards him. Liu Quan just turned around and left the battle group!

Then he saw that Liu Quan did not turn around to block the two purple-gold sword lights, but quickly dodged to the side with great flexibility.

When Wang Le saw this, murderous intent filled his eyes. Then he saw the flying sword he was holding tightly in his hand being thrown out. From high in the sky, the dazzling purple-gold sword shadow filled the sky, and it went straight towards Liu Quan, instantly blocking his escape route. .

At the same time, Wang Le's heart moved, and the power of the Dragon's Shadow-breaking Eye was instantly activated, and the whole person disappeared into the air without a trace.

When Yuan Hong and Zhao Ye saw Wang Le suddenly disappearing in front of them, they immediately released their late-stage divine consciousness in their hearts, trying to find out where Wang Le's true body was.

The result was obviously not what he wanted, and there was no sign of Wang Le at all.

Just when the two of them were extremely vigilant and did not dare to make any move, they saw the invisible Wang Le deliberately controlling the flying sword, his natal magic weapon, and revealing a flaw.

Liu Quan, who was trapped in the sword shadow and could not break through, had no time to think about it. With a roar, he rushed out of the sword shadow that filled the sky!

And the moment Liu Quan rushed out, Wang Le, who was ready to attack, went directly to meet him, and then punched Liu Quan with a powerful punch to the vital part of Liu Quan's belly!

"Crack, click, click...bang...!"

Amidst the sound of the defensive shield protecting Liu Quan cracking, Wang Le punched the vital part of the opponent's belly with a dull collision sound.

Before Liu Quan was sent flying by the punch, Wang Le, who was invisible, slapped the opponent's left temple with a palm that seemed light but heavy.

There was a crisp "pop" sound, and half of Liu Quan's head deflated in an instant, and even the eyeballs on this side were not squeezed out.

Then Liu Quan was seen falling from the sky to the ground as dead as possible.

When Yuan Hong and Zhao Ye saw that Liu Quan, who had left them alone and escaped alone, was almost instantly killed by Wang Le, they secretly cursed in their hearts that he deserved it, and at the same time, they were also in panic.

More often than not, it gives rise to the feeling of sadness that the rabbit is dead and the fox is dead.

After all, the three of them were all of the same level of cultivation, and they came together to pursue the traces of Yunlong Jiuxian Xiao Zhixuan, but now one of them left first.

Then Yuan Hong and Zhao Ye looked at each other in unison.

At this moment, although neither of them said a word, they both saw the meaning of taking care in each other's eyes.

The next second, Yuan Hong and Zhao Ye turned around and ran away in different directions without hesitation!

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