He Has a Dragon

And at the moment when the tall and fat monk's body stiffened and his moves were stagnant, Wang Le withdrew his gun to block the wave of sword shadows, and at the same time, he took the opportunity to crash directly into the tall and fat monk!

In the midst of the lightning and flint, the tall and fat monk who was resisting the invasion of Zijin's magic power could not avoid Wang Le, who was like a human-shaped boulder hitting him.

"Bang...click, click, click, click...!"

Amidst the dull collision, the bones in the tall fat monk's body could be heard breaking, like crackling firecrackers exploding!

During the whole process, Wang Le responded in one go. Not only did he successfully defend against the Thirteen Swords of Returning to the Sect of Ten Thousand Transformations cast by the red-robed monk, but he also severely damaged the opponent's late-stage Nascent Soul warrior.

At this time, the red-robed monk saw that Wang Le was entangled with his servant and did not reduce the attack at all. Instead, the blood-red sword in his hand became even more powerful!

Obviously, the red-robed monk didn't care about the life of his servant at all.

This shows his mean nature, which can't help but make people feel cold.

Of course, Wang Le, as his opponent, doesn't care about this.

At this moment, Wang Le, who was completely in a state of fighting and killing, was bent on killing all the opponents and enemies in front of him!

No one can stop him from going to Middle-earth and pursuing a higher level of martial arts!

Just when the balance of offense and defense between the two sides still could not be broken, the red-robed monk's face flashed with anger, and his eyes began to turn red.

Because Wang Le's combat power was far beyond his imagination. It was not the combat power that a strong man in the late Nascent Soul stage should have!

So after the red-robed monk realized that this pig from Middle-earth had amazing cross-level combat power, he finally had to use his killer milk-feeding power.

As an opponent, Wang Le, of course, immediately felt the aura emanating from the red-robed monk and became dangerous.

When Wang Le, who was waiting in full formation, avoided another attack again, the red sword move held by the red-robed monk suddenly changed into a new one!

In an instant, the red-robed monk seemed to have transformed into a music conductor, and the red sword in his hand became his baton.

Under the seemingly slow and fast rhythmic swing changes, extremely sharp crimson sword lights appeared in the air.

In the blink of an eye,

These crimson sword lights gathered together and turned into a magnificent sword river thousands of meters above the Black Sea!

Then I saw this blood-red sword river, sweeping straight towards Wang Le's position like an autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves!

At this moment, in the eyes of the spectators on board the Yinkun, Wang Le was like an ant facing the broken river.

In this situation, even from far away, you can still feel the murderous intent of the vast sword river, giving everyone an unstoppable momentum!

This made everyone subconsciously feel that Wang Le was going to die.

But then he thought that the person facing this vast sword river was a peerless evildoer who could kill the powerful monsters across levels and was invincible in Yuanying.

At the moment when the onlookers' hearts were up and down, and they even forgot to breathe, Wang Le, who was glowing with purple-gold light and held up the vajra glass cover, not only did not dodge, but also took the initiative to rush forward while holding the red tassel spear with both hands.

Because he wants to go upstream along this ten thousand-foot sword river and go straight to Huanglong!

In the blink of an eye, the bright and dazzling blood-red sword river submerged Wang Le.

At the same time, it also swallowed up the tall and fat monk who had already suffered heavy injuries.

Because the red-robed monk went all out to use this killer move, his servant was unable to dodge at all. In the end, even Nascent Soul didn't have time to escape and suffered a direct disaster.

After all, this was a full blow from a peak powerhouse in the late Nascent Soul stage.

An average late-stage Nascent Soul warrior like a tall, fat monk simply couldn't resist it.

What's more, this tall and fat monk has been severely injured by Wang Le to the point of being beyond repair.

It is precisely because of this that even Nascent Soul couldn't escape in time in the end.

At this time, although the situation inside Jianhe could not be seen, everyone knew that this tall and fat monk was probably wiped out, and not even his dregs would be left.

And the other servant who had hid aside early, that is, the monk with white eyebrows and long face, was lucky to run fast, otherwise, he would also not be able to get any favors.

Just when the white-browed and long-faced monk was filled with joy, a roar suddenly came from the depths of the Jian River!

Then I saw thick purple-gold spear lights coming out of the river!

When the red-robed monk saw this, his expression changed at first, and then he threw the red sword in his hand directly into the Jian River. As if he had eyes, he shot directly at Wang Le in the depths of the Jian River!

At the critical moment, facing the oncoming red sword, the magic weapon of his destiny, Wang Le stabbed out the red tassel spear in his hand without showing any signs of weakness and faced it!

"Clang clang clang...!"

In an instant, the red tassel was flying wantonly, and the gun head clashed with the red sword countless times, making a dense metal collision sound!

Just when the two sides were evenly matched, Wang Le suddenly abandoned his gun and walked away, then used his fists to clear the way and blast away the blood-red sword light nearby!

Sooner or later, in the blink of an eye, the purple-gold fist shadows all over the sky blasted open the sword river, and Wang Le rushed out of it!

Immediately, Wang Le was seen charging out of Jianhe with unabated momentum, his fists flying with dazzling light, and he was like an eagle attacking a rabbit, killing the red-robed monk.

At this time, the red-robed monk had no time to recall his natal magic weapon, the red sword.

Because he never expected that Wang Le would successfully defeat his trump card in such a short period of time.

So in desperation, the two sides became entangled again and fought hard.

But this time, the offense and defense are completely out of place!

Amidst the continuous roars, Wang Le's offensive continued, overwhelmingly pressing the red-robed monk directly to the leeward!

You know, Wang Le's strongest attack has never been any magical weapon, but his bare hands and close combat!

At this moment, the red-robed monk, who was soon at a disadvantage, finally realized that Wang Le did not use all his strength in the initial close confrontation!

The white-browed long-faced monk who was wandering around the battlefield saw his master and was suppressed by Wang Le in a blink of an eye. He couldn't help but secretly exclaimed in horror: "Who is this guy?"

"Not only is the spiritual sense different from that of ordinary Yuanying late-stage monks, it is frighteningly powerful, but the physical body has also been cultivated to such a terrifying level!"

The thoughts of the white-browed and long-faced monk are undoubtedly the thoughts of the red-robed monk at this moment!

Faced with such a cruel reality, the red-robed monk finally realized that he had hit a brick wall today.

The enemy he faced was not some despicable pig at all, but a monster with both spiritual consciousness and physical body!

But there is no regret in the world. The only thing the red-robed monk can do now is to turn the unfavorable situation around and turn defense into offense!