He Has a Dragon

As the two Nascent Souls left the sky above Dada City, the monks in the city could no longer hold back, and all moved out one after another, rushing towards the sea.

After all, although the battles of Nascent Soul warriors are not extinct in Dongsheng China, they are too rare.

I met him in Dada City today. As a cultivator, of course he would not let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Maybe you can get some insights on cultivation from this Nascent Soul battle.

For a time, countless figures sprang out from every corner of the city, flying or walking, leaving Dada City in a bustle.

"We must win!"

Imperial Master Yunhu, who was protecting Sui Ruxue, looked outside the city and murmured to himself.

Although he could not leave the city, Master Yunhu released his golden elixir consciousness, and together with other unfamiliar consciousnesses, they explored the direction of the sea.

Among them were the spiritual consciousnesses of those in the Nascent Soul Realm, which made Master Yunhu tremble in his heart.

But then he regained his composure, not worrying at all that someone strong in the Nascent Soul would harm him.

Because the Imperial Master of Yunhu appeared, a ray of Wang Le's consciousness was locked on him and his disciple Sui Ruxue from the beginning to the end.

The purpose is self-evident, and it is undoubtedly to protect the master and apprentice from unexpected events.

Just like that, not long after Wang Le and Geshibo appeared above the majestic sea, figures appeared around the battlefield.

In addition, there are many strong men who do not want to be exposed, but just release their own consciousness and wander around to peek.

Most of these strong men are in the Golden Core realm.

The powerful Nascent Soul can only be counted on five fingers.

Whether it was Wang Le, who had just arrived, or Ge Shibao, the elder Yuanying of the Huntian Sect, they did not feel any surprise when faced with the sudden appearance of so many monks.

After all, the controversial Silver Kun is about to set sail for Middle-earth again, which will of course attract the attention of all parties.

As the only big city near where the Yinkun docked, Dada City was a normal place for dragons and tigers to sit on top of each other.

"There are a lot of people. I wonder how many of them are disciples of your Huntian Sect?"

Wang Le glanced at the monks watching from a distance, then suddenly looked at Gestapo and asked.

Geshibo sneered and replied: "What? Are you scared?"

Wang Le smiled and shook his head and said: "There is nothing to be afraid of. I am just curious about how many people will die for you and then collect your body."

"Hmph!" Gesper said in a cold voice with murderous eyes brimming with blood: "Your Excellency, you are in this foreign land, so you should first worry about your own death, and then someone can collect your body for you!"

After a pause, Geshibo suddenly changed the topic and sneered: "But, even if someone collects your body, there is no chance, because I will cut you into pieces and bury you in the belly of the fish!"

Then, a look of deep jealousy flashed across Gestapo's eyes uncontrollably, and he continued: "The person I always like to kill the most is a genius like you!"

"The sense of accomplishment and pleasure you get from letting a talented monk with extraordinary talent and promising future die prematurely in your own hands is unparalleled!"

Having said this, Geshibao looked at Wang Le intently, like a hunter staring at the beast that had fallen into a trap, and further said word by word: "Especially to kill someone as stunning as you, Just thinking about it makes me tremble with excitement!"

"Oh? Really?" Wang Le couldn't help but shook his head and sighed: "Since I was born, people who want to kill me are like crucian carp crossing the river, but the weeds on these people's graves are now knee-deep, so today you can't help but It’s impossible to do so.”

At the same time, Wang Le thought silently with great anticipation: "I have always wanted to have a fight with the powerful Nascent Soul from the Eternal Star, to measure the difference between my own combat power and that of the monks of the same level in this world. The gap, I didn’t expect to see it so soon.”

Just when Wang Le was about to give it a try, he saw that Geshibo had taken out a long sword that glowed with green light.

Wang Le glanced at the green long sword floating in front of Geshibao out of thin air, and thought to himself: "It seems that this is the spiritual treasure that the Thunder Beast guy talks about."

When he was still flying in the starry sky, Thunder Beast had introduced the cultivation civilization of Eternal Star to Wang Le many times in casual chats.

Among them are the weapons used by monks, which are divided into magical weapons, spiritual weapons, magic weapons, spiritual treasures from low to high, and then there are divine treasures.

Most of the weapons used by Nascent Soul masters are of the Lingbao level.

After all, there are too few higher-level divine treasures, and they are hard to come by. The average Nascent Soul powerhouse has never even seen what a divine treasure looks like.

Of course, Lingbao is also divided into four levels based on low, medium and high quality.

Although he didn’t know the level of the spiritual treasure that Geshiba took out, in Wang Le’s eyes, it was probably only half as good as the artifact from the Emperor Burial Star.

Of course, the power of this Lingbao sword can only be measured clearly when they fight.

"Although this Lingbao sword looks similar to a divine weapon, the weapon refining methods of Eternal Star are completely different, and they are more advanced and advanced than the martial arts world of Emperor Burial Star. Therefore, I must be careful when we fight against each other later. Lest the boat capsize in the gutter, it would be a big joke."

Wang Le couldn't help but warned secretly in his heart.

Just when Wang Le was thinking about it, Geshibao looked at the other party with great momentum and said: "Take out your natal spiritual treasure and let me open my eyes!"

Wang Le chuckled, shook his head and replied, "My fists will do."

Anger suddenly flashed across Geshibao's face, and he laughed angrily: "What an arrogant young boy! I will take your fists first today!"

The moment he finished speaking, the green long sword floating in front of Geshibo turned into a green light and penetrated the void, slashing straight at Wang Le!

At this moment, Wang Le's whole body emitted purple-gold light, and it was the vajra glass cover that opened to protect his whole body.

Almost at the same time, Wang Le, whose expression remained unchanged, punched upwards with a single fist, facing the flying Lingbao sword.

"clang……!"

The moment the fists and swords came into contact, they collided with each other countless times at lightning speed. The sound of metal collisions was crisp and harsh, like the waves below, endless, as if there was no end!

For a moment, there were thousands of green lights and sword energy, but they still couldn't break the purple-gold barrier created by Wang Le's single fist.

Even as time went by, as Wang Le's fists became stronger and stronger, the Lingbao sword gradually became weak.

At such a scene, not only the Gestapo in the battle showed a look of horror and surprise, but even the monks watching the battle from a distance couldn't help but exclaim.

They didn't expect that Wang Le could withstand the spiritual treasure attack of a strong man of the same level with just his physical fists, and he started to gain the upper hand even more powerfully!

"This guy actually cultivates both body and law!"

Someone was shocked and blurted out an exclamation.

(End of chapter)...

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