He Has a Dragon

Just when Wang Le was secretly feeling pity and sighing, Taoist Baimei, whose ribs were broken by the kick, was filled with shock and anger!

Since his debut, he has been invincible. It is inevitable that he will be injured in the process, but after so many years, he has long forgotten the feeling of injury.

Unexpectedly, today, when he was only one step away from the Shattered Void, his ribs would be broken by a kick.

And it was kicked off by a junior who was too young.

For Taoist Baimei, this is simply a great shame!

When the injured two people had set a safe distance apart, the white-browed Taoist priest looked at Wang Le with angry eyes, and said with an angry smile: "Good boy, I have already forgotten the last time I was injured!"

"Oh?" Wang Le rubbed his injured shoulder, and at the same time looked at Taoist Baimei with a smile and replied: "You are going to die anyway, it's good to taste the feeling of being injured before you die."

At this time, Taoist Baimei finally noticed Wang Le's injured shoulder, with a strange look in his eyes, and said solemnly: "What a powerful body, but your arm was not disabled!"

After a pause, the greedy look in Taoist Baimei's eyes flashed away, and he continued: "This kind of physical body can be said to be rare in a thousand years. Even the demon clan, which was famous for its strong physical body, would have difficulty giving birth to a physical body like yours."

Wang Le raised his brows, and looked at Taoist Baimei with murderous intent in his eyes, and said quietly: "Even the old guy in ancient times tried to get my body, but in vain! Even for a small character like you, you are worthy of it." ?!”

"Ancient?" Taoist Baimei's breath suddenly became suffocated, and deep in his heart, a turbulent wave instantly stirred up.

Just as Taoist Baimei was about to speak, Wang Le, who took advantage of the gap in the conversation to wrap the injured area of ​​his arm with purple gold magic, came to kill him again!

This time, Wang Le took out two artifacts at the same time, the Butterfly in his left hand and the Fire Cloud Blood Sword in his right hand, and launched an unprecedented offensive frenzy towards the Taoist Baimei opposite!

In the blink of an eye, huge butterfly shadows appeared above Taoist Baimei's head.

At the same time, Wang Le held the Fire Cloud Blood Sword and used the inheritance of Nanhua Temple's strongest sword. Thousands of purple-gold sword lights turned the entire battlefield into a sea of ​​swords.

And Wang Le was the master of this purple-gold sea of ​​swords. With his bare hands, he set off huge waves and swarmed towards Taoist Baimei from all directions!

Of course Taoist Baimei will not sit still and wait for death.

Under his solemn expression, the movements of his hands were not slow at all!

At the critical moment, the pearl on the crown flew out directly and turned into a sun again, covering Taoist Baimei.

At the same time, Taoist Baimei took out the artifact that he had cultivated for many years, a strange weapon called a whisk!

Immediately, the white silk thread on the whisk in Taoist Baimei's hand turned dark green under the infusion of mana, and then like long green snakes flew out and danced in the air!

Dang Dang Dang

呲呲呲

ping ping pong

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Amidst the sound of dense metal hitting and breaking, countless whisk threads were wrapped around the besieging purple-gold sword lights!

Even if there were any omissions, they would be blocked by the sun turned into a bright pearl, and they would not be able to get even remotely close to Taoist Baimei!

And just as the whisk threads and the purple-gold sword light were fighting, huge butterfly shadows flew down from the sky.

In just a blink of an eye, these huge butterfly shadows engulfed Taoist Baimei and the sun.

As for the whisk threads and the purple-gold sword light in the stalemate, they disappeared in an instant, as if they had never existed.

At the same time, Wang Le, who had set off this offensive frenzy, disappeared without a sound, and the power of the Dragon's hidden power to break the illusion was finally activated!

Such an extremely intense peak divine battle completely shocked the warriors watching the battle in Fengming City.

Before the war, although they all expected that the battle would be extremely fierce, they never expected that it would be so exciting.

It was so unexpected. Even though they were outsiders, as the war situation changed, they became more and more nervous and even worried!

"I thought that the invincible white-browed Taoist would take action, and this peak divine battle would end soon. I didn't expect that monster Wang Le to give me a surprise. To be more precise, I was shocked. I haven't lost yet. It's really... It’s so surprising.”

"The war has been going on so far, and there is no winner yet. They are completely evenly matched. How did Wang Le, that monster, practice? At such a young age, he can even compete with Taoist Baimei. What if at night? It took several years for the two of them to meet, and the result is self-evident!"

"I didn't expect that young man Wang Le's cultivation strength has reached such a strong level, but it may still be very difficult to win the final victory. After all, Taoist Baimei has not used any real means to suppress the situation!"

"Hey! That guy Wang Le is missing. Where is he? I can't find any trace of him even with my spiritual sense of a peak martial arts expert!"

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Just as discussions were going on in every corner of Fengming City, a tall old man with a hooked nose, red eyes, and profound facial features sitting on the roof of the city gate building whispered to himself: "Interesting. Niubi was actually trapped by a yellow-haired boy."

At this time, the area near the city gate tower was full of martial arts masters, including many foreign masters of martial arts who were watching the fun, but no one noticed this tall, strong old man in black robes with three-dimensional and profound facial features.

Just as these outsiders were exclaiming, overtly or covertly surprised, they saw the shadow of the butterfly drowning Taoist Baimei in the sky thousands of feet high. It seemed as if it was melted by the high temperature. It first deformed, then faded, and then... The speed visible to the naked eye disappeared without a trace.

This scene has never happened before in the war. The top martial arts masters who were trapped by the butterfly shadow all broke through the butterfly shadow and escaped.

It was nothing like what he saw before him. The phantoms of butterflies disappeared into thin air, and the white-browed Taoist trapped inside and the sun that shrouded them reappeared in front of the world.

But the artifact butterfly is not a freeloader. Although it did not trap Taoist Baimei and destroy him, the sun turned into a bright pearl was already dimmed a lot at this time.

Seeing this, Taoist Baimei showed a look of regret on his face.

"As expected of the ancestor of Nanhua, it was the object of enlightenment. Although it did not exert its full power, it still caused the veteran's Lihuo Pearl to be damaged!"

Taoist Baimei said in a deep voice, while he released his spiritual consciousness to look in all directions, trying to find the invisible Wang Le.

Obviously, no matter how strong and powerful Taoist Baimei's spiritual consciousness is, he can only fail in the face of Wang Le's delusion-breaking eyes and dragon's hidden power!

"What kind of secret method is this?"

Taoist Baimei, who couldn't find any trace of Wang Le, was surprised and uncertain.