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The voice fell.

Wen Ping turned sideways to avoid Wei Qianjue's knife attack, and then casually slapped away the tornado-shaped hurricane that was half a man's height and passed by. When he turned around, Wen Ping subconsciously raised his leg and kicked Wei Qianjue.

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Wei Qianjue blocked it with his hand and took a few steps back. After standing still, he did not quickly strike back.

His eyes were fixed on Wen Ping's left hand, with a slight look of astonishment on his face, "Maimen - you are actually in the Tongxuan realm!"

He never expected that the person in front of him, who looked to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, turned out to be a Tongxuan Realm! It is reported that the youngest Tongxuan Realm in East Lake was after the age of 25. And that was already a rare event in East Lake for a thousand years.

What a genius.

Wen Ping was so many years ahead of schedule, and he had never heard of Tongxuan as young as Wen Ping.

If that was all, he would just be surprised and would not stop to take a closer look. After all, his sword has never stopped after being unsheathed, but it stopped today.

Because what he saw was a red vein gate.

It's already shocking to step into Tongxuan at this age, but I didn't expect that he was from a different lineage.

He finally understood why Wen Ping dared to come here and speak nonsense to him, and acted like he was going to kill him. It turned out that it was not the ignorant pride of young people, but the mutated veins, which was where all his confidence lay.

The love for talent gradually arises!

Wei Qianjue said in an appreciative tone: "Wen Ping, you really surprised me. Why don't you join me as a disciple of Qianjue Sect and become a worshiper of Qianjue Sect. I, Qianjue Sect, will protect you from worries in the future and also help you."

You deal with all the enemies who have accepted bounties and want to kill you."

Wen Ping asked: "You don't want to kill me anymore?"

Wei Qianjue responded immediately, "Wen Ping, we have no grudges or grudges, so there is no need to go to war over such a small matter. I just accepted the reward for your death, and I can give it up at any time."

"snort."

Wen Ping smiled coldly.

He immediately said: "It's boring to talk now. Leave one arm alone for now, let's talk about other things."

Bang!

The sound of vibrating pulse came.

Seeing this, how could Wei Qianjue not understand that his words did not change Wen Ping's mind, and that Wen Ping was determined to fight him. Wei Qianjue raised the knife in his hand again and said, "Since you insist on having your own way, then

Forget it."

Although it was a pity to kill an alien master, what did it have to do with him? It was not his own, and he would never care even if it was gone.

However, after killing Wen Ping, he had to go to Shanlong to increase the bounty. 50 white crystals were too cheap to kill a Different Vein Tongxuan. A Different Vein Tongxuan is not a big deal, and you can get rid of it with just a few white crystals.

Already.

As soon as the words fell, the pulse-shaking sound came up again.

Bang--

A crisp sound passed through the sky, like thunder on the ground.

The next moment, Wei Qianjue's knife struck at Wen Ping again, with the speed of a grasshopper that suddenly jumped out, and was in front of Wen Ping in the blink of an eye. At the same time, following his knife out, there were one after another.

Tornado hurricane.

Before the sword arrived, several tornado-shaped hurricanes transformed by the sword's light arrived in front of Wen Ping.

Wen Ping immediately released a burst of pulse energy, using the pulse energy as a simple impact attack, and directly drove away the tornado-shaped hurricane formed by the sword light. However, although they were rushed away, their momentum remained unabated.

Like wild bulls, they changed directions and submerged into the forest, forcibly opening up a new path in the forest. In just two breaths, a tree with roots that had been growing in the forest for hundreds of years

The old trees on the ground had their trunks broken into pieces by them.

It was at this moment that Wei Qianjue's sword arrived!

The knife struck directly at Wen Ping's shoulder. The speed was so fast that although Wen Ping had time to react, the blade passed through the Immortal Breeze Robe.

He was sure that if he had been slower, the knife in Wei Qianjue's hand would have been cut on his shoulder.

After dodging the first blow, Wei Qianjue struck with the second strike, and the third strike came again in the blink of an eye. Compared with the previous strike, it was obviously more powerful.

Wei Qian never forgot to kindly remind Wen Ping, "Wen Ping, Lao Chan's Hurricane Slash is a yellow-level middle-grade pulse technique in the Perfect Realm. Although you are in the lower realm of Tongxuan, your training time is too short. I advise you to directly

Give up resistance."

After being reminded, Wei Qianjue's smile widened.

Ten knives were struck in succession!

Each strike drove Wen Ping back step by step with an absolutely overwhelming advantage.

After ten blows, Wen Ping had also taken ten steps back.

But Wei Qianjue stared at Wen Ping, and his smile slowly disappeared, because Wen Ping was standing in front of him with nothing going on. There was no panic or hurried action.

This was the first time he faced such a situation against Tongxuan Lower Realm.

One realm and one valley.

The middle level of Tongxuan can only crush the lower level of Tongxuan.

But when it comes to Wenping, the saying that one place is in one place is no longer applicable.

The next moment, Wen Ping's voice arrived.

"Wei Qianjue, if you want to kill me, why don't you show off your skills? You're not even qualified to meet me."

"Arrogant!"

Wei Qianjue shouted angrily.

Bang!

After vibrating the pulse, the force of the sword in his hand suddenly doubled. Originally there were two or three hurricanes of sword light with one strike, but now with one strike, the sword light splashed out, just like the brilliance of fireworks rising into the sky.

Countless sword lights followed Wei Qianjue, and everything within ten meters was cut into pieces.

The overwhelming force is the invincible power of Tongxuan Middle Realm!

When Wen Ping saw this, he no longer showed off his body skills, but immediately activated his pulse and released the Fire Dragon Technique.

After the red pulse energy entered the pulse gate from heaven and earth, a fire dragon more than three feet long appeared immediately behind Wen Ping.

Compared with the fire dragon released in the body refining realm, it is three times larger. At the same time, it also has more charm.

In the past, the fire dragon was like a Yang Yang without eyes. Although it had the temperature to burn everything, it did not have that huge momentum. Now, the fire dragon seems to have been dotted with eyes, becoming more agile and possessing the majesty of a dragon.

The fire dragon opened its mouth, revealing its burning flame mouth.

Wen Ping said: "Wei Qianjue, how about you try my technique?"

As soon as the words fell, Wen Ping had a thought in his mind.

The three-foot-long, nearly ten-meter-long fire dragon soared into the sky, and then pounced on the oncoming Wei Qianjue.

Wei Qianjue looked at this scene, a smile appeared on his lips again, but without stopping, he rushed directly towards Wen Ping with great momentum.

But the moment it came into contact with the fire dragon, the sword light was like a stone sinking into a deep pool. Apart from a few ripples, there was no big movement at all.

After being surprised, he immediately stopped and stood still, raised his sword again, and responded: "First there is the fire snake technique, and now there is the fire dragon. Wen Ping, you really did not disappoint me. You are worthy of being the youngest Tongxuan in East Lake."

territory."

With these words, Wei Qianjue was really praising Wen Ping.

For him, having an opponent is a kind of happiness.

It is even more of an honor to kill your opponent and take away everything that originally belongs to him.

Bang--

A dull sound of vibrating pulse sounded.

Wei Qianjue's sword rises again, but this time, it is different from the previous two times.

Cut it off with one knife!

Just a sword light flew out.

However, this only ray of sword light was three feet long, competing with the fire dragon for the brilliance of the scorching sun.

Wei Qianjue said: "It's a pity that you are too young after all. It is a good thing to be fast when practicing, but it is also a bad thing. The yellow-level medium-grade pulse technique, after practicing it to the perfection state, the alien pulse technique is like an ant in front of it.

Same."

The voice fell.

The fire dragon and the sword light collided.

boom!

There was a loud noise.

The fire dragon was split open and dispersed like clouds, turning the mountainside of Yunlan Mountain into a sea of ​​fire.

But the sword light is still there!

The two arts competed with each other, but the Fire Dragon Technique, which was just a beginner's skill, still lost in the end.