Zhang Wenhao's words were not only to Wang Xing, but also to warn the people hiding behind Wang Xing, and also to tell the other sect masters around him what he would do next.
But Wang Xing didn't care about Zhang Wenhao's nonsense. He just wanted to see if Zhang Wenhao had other more advanced and sophisticated methods of manipulating qi besides simply using his qi to turn into waves.
Zhang Wenhao did not disappoint Wang Xing. The whirlwind swirling around him gradually expanded, and a long-lost feeling that made Wang Xing's heart palpitate reappeared.
The long sword in Zhang Wenhao's hand became increasingly blue. As he swung the long sword, the huge tornado around him continued to shrink, condensing from the thickness of a house to an arm. At the same time, the top turned around and pointed directly at Wang Xing.
Zhang Wenhao quickly recited a string of words that others could not hear clearly, and suddenly drew his sword and stabbed Wang Xing.
"...Shock the waves with your sword!"
The sound of the waves suddenly contracted.
The sharp thorns gathered by the tornado energy pierced towards Wang Xing brazenly.
Wang Xing will not dodge, he will see what kind of damage the demonic level can bring!
The thousand-meter distance between the two people was instantly covered by the tornado's spikes.
Wang Xing's chest was suddenly hit by a violent collision. He stepped hard on the ground with his feet, but the force of the collision was too strong. His feet crushed the floor, dragging two long traces, and the stone slabs shattered and flew away. .
But Wang Xing was knocked a hundred meters away before he felt the feeling of losing his chest.
His whole chest was knocked unconscious, and just when he was about to push hard to support himself, several more spikes were released from the fiercely rotating tornado spikes, and dozens of small spikes were thrown out. The impact force spread out in a circle and hit various places on Wang Xing's body surface.
Wang Xing's entire torso was further impacted and he lost all feeling. Even more spikes rotated with the core tornado spikes, and were continuously released and thrown out.
Wang Xing flew upside down and was knocked out of the square and stone bridge. He was ejected upwards along the curve of the stone bridge.
After releasing this move, Zhang Wenhao did not stand still after sheathing his sword. Instead, he touched the ground with his feet. Layers of air flow around his body rotated, pulling him forward and pushing back to carry him across fifty meters in an instant.
Zhang Wenhao flashed several times in succession and quickly caught up with Wang Xing, who was knocked away.
"Having a way to suppress your anger is not your arrogance!"
Zhang Wenhao raised his sword high again and suddenly slashed it towards Wang Xing.
"Divide the water!"
laugh!
It's like a river being divided by fire. The thick smoke that evaporates can no longer be distinguished as water vapor or something else.
The long sword sliced through the crazily surging energy and blood on Wang Xing's body, easily tore through his clothes, cut through his skin, and crashed into his muscles.
The muscles of Wang Xing's body only supported him for a moment, then they lost their resistance and were cut open instantly.
Wang Xing only felt that death was imminent, and unlike his previous experience, this time, in addition to feeling powerful, he was unable to learn anything useful from the moves.
In terms of qi in the world of martial arts, he was far behind. He didn't understand the most basic theoretical knowledge. It was too idealistic to expect that he could understand the knowledge that others had accumulated over the years by seeing strong men perform their moves.
"Forget it..." When Wang Xing's ribs were about to be cut open, he muttered silently: "Dragon Armor!"
Bang!
In an instant, frantic energy and blood surged out from the concentrated alien beast inner elixir beside his heart, directly knocking the fierce Zhang Wenhao back, and the long sword in his hand was knocked back uncontrollably.
Before Zhang Wenhao could use his sword again, strange bronze lines suddenly appeared on Wang Xing's body.
cloud! wind! fire! thunder!
The four types of patterns represent the most iconic patterns of the Cangtian Armor. In a concrete form, they flow out with the turbulent flow of Qi and blood, and briefly gather around Wang Xing to form a body.
A battle armor integrated with the battle patterns of the sky covered Wang Xing's body from the inside out.
"Roar!"
Wang Xing opened his mouth and roared with a dragon's roar, his head opened wide, and the surging energy and blood was released in the form of a roar.
Several ripples appeared in the air layer by layer of sound waves. Before Zhang Wenhao could correct his posture, he was knocked back again and again.
Wang Xing is wearing dragon armor. This is a brand new battle armor tailor-made for him after merging his own dragon-man blue sky armor with the remaining materials after making the most powerful armor "Dragon King" and adding the blue sky battle pattern.
The battle armor retains the four cloud patterns of cloud, wind, fire and thunder of the Cangtian battle armor, and amplifies the characteristics of the dragon man, with antlers on the top of the head, long beards on the lips, eyes like copper bells, covered in scales, and claws like eagles... …
Wang Xing's dragon roar knocked Zhang Wenhao away, and he turned his body suddenly. The dragon tail of the armored long whip hanging down from his back split the air, and severely whipped Zhang Wenhao, who had hurriedly swung his sword in front of him, and flew out.
Layers of blue energy in Zhang Wenhao's body were continuously released, and he forcibly adjusted his body in the air.
Wang Xing finished a circle, kicked off the ground with his feet, and stabbed forward fiercely with the claws of his right arm!
The air was cut open, and when the martial arts masters in the distance saw Wang Xing's sprinting posture, they were intimidated by his powerful unparalleled spirit, and they felt as if they would be pierced by Wang Xing in the next second.
Zhang Wenhao, who was the first to bear the brunt, was even more shocked. He suppressed the inexplicable fear, gritted his teeth, and with the support of the airflow inside and outside his body, he stood firm and stared at Wang Xing with his eyes wide open.
Stab!
Zhang Wenhao's eyes widened. On his forehead, the skin cracked. A light blue round ball rotated violently. The dark blue light converged into a rich blue light and shot Wang Xing fiercely!
Wang Xing was unable to dodge, and was hit by the blue laser in the forehead. His head fell back, and his body followed his head backwards and violently flipped several times.
There was also constant release of Qi and blood in Wang Xing's body, driving his body to stabilize in the air.
Zhang Wenhao took a breath for a moment and suddenly threw out the sword in his hand.
The long blue sword floated in front of Zhang Wenhao, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Wang Xing.
Zhang Wenhao clasped his hands together, and the energy in his body and the blue ball on his forehead quickly merged into one, producing an indescribable change.
"Flying sword! Shocking waves!"
Whoosh!
The flying sword flashed away, and Wang Xing's chest armor was instantly penetrated to a small point. This was the last time Wang Xing was hit and flew backwards.
This time, Wang Xing, who was wearing dragon armor, had violent energy and blood spurting out from behind, forcing him not to fly very far.
Wang Xing stepped on the ground suddenly.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Every time Wang Xing's feet hit the ground, strong vibrations were felt for several kilometers around him. Zhang Wenhao, who was within a thousand meters away, felt his feet numb.
Wang Xing stepped on the ground five steps in a row, leaving five large pits that spread tens of meters with cobwebs emerging from the ground. He finally stood still.
The sharp claws of Wang Xing's left hand, covered with metal armor and scales, grabbed the blue sword that had penetrated an inch into his chest, ending the impact of the sword.
"Being able to pierce so deeply, your move will definitely be able to kill and enchant you. Even a shocking transformation warrior might be caught in your trap."
Wang Xing gave Zhang Wenhao high praise for his strength.
But it is a pity that the dragon armor on his body has been strengthened multiple times for warriors at the shocking level. The attack that was enough to penetrate the shock warrior and the strange armor only penetrated an inch of the dragon armor, nothing more.
After shooting the sword, the blue beads on Zhang Wenhao's forehead dimmed and the cracks slowly closed. Zhang Wenhao was weak and half-knelt on the ground, his face as pale as gold paper. It was obvious that the move just now had severely damaged his vitality.
"You...you!" Zhang Wenhao was speechless for a moment. He could only watch in horror as he suddenly put on a terrifying, ferocious, arrogant and mysterious armor. He never imagined that such a thing existed in this world.
When Zhang Wenhao exploded from behind, he not only failed to shoot Wang Xing, but also made himself weak and fell to the ground. The expressions of the other two sect masters changed drastically.
"Brother Qin!"
"Um!"
The two people's eyes met, and they each drew out the swords they carried. The air flow surged throughout their bodies. Together with several other elders, they began to gather momentum and took action immediately.
Wang Xing twisted his neck, stretched his body, threw away his sword, and strode towards Zhang Wenhao.
"Tell me all the secrets of your sect related to Qi, and I won't kill you."
"Delusion!" Zhang Wenhao forced himself to squeeze out these two words through his teeth.
"It's not up to you!" Wang Xing smiled ferociously and punched out. The sword light of the two elders beside him turned into a sword net and flew towards him, but was instantly dispersed.
The fist energy is no longer as weak as it was at the beginning. This is Wang Xing punching with dragon armor. With the powerful offensive ability forged from the statue of the God of Destruction, this punch is enough to seriously injure the demon warrior!
The power of the punch shattered the offensive of several elders, beating them until blood spurted from their mouths and they fell to the ground.
Wang Xing grabbed Zhang Wenhao who was kneeling on the ground with his left hand, and waved his right hand casually towards his side. Suddenly, it turned into a breeze and passed through a distance of a thousand meters. Wang Xing's Chenfeng Sword suddenly flew from the side and was slapped by Wang Xing, knocking him to his knees. On the ground, the long sword in his hand curved hard and pierced the ground, then suddenly bounced back and hit the master of the Chenfeng Sword Sect in the face.
When the other Ancient Spirit Sword Sect Master who was still gathering momentum saw this scene, he was so shocked that his aura was disordered. He didn't dare to stay anymore and disappeared in an instant.
In Wang Xing's induction, the guy who was on the same floor as Zhang Wenhao actually escaped a thousand meters in an instant. In one breath, he escaped from his induction range!
Wang Xing couldn't pursue him even if he wanted to, so he had to give up on the other person. He grabbed Zhang Wenhao's throat with his left hand and picked him up like a chicken.
Wearing dragon armor and releasing 50% of his power for stability, Wang Xing was now two and a half meters tall, like a giant. He grabbed the masters of Zhang Wenhao and Chen Fengjian with his left and right hands respectively.
As Wang Xing crossed the shattered city wall and walked into the palace-like sect's garrison, all the martial arts masters, servants, and guards who came to support did not know what to do for a moment.
The most powerful sect leader was in Wang Xing's hands. They rushed forward rashly and might have harmed the sect leader.
But it was impossible to escape.
Wang Xing didn't give these people a chance to think about making trouble. He shouted: "Put down your weapons and stand still! Who are the disciples, relatives and friends of these two people, who can decide important matters, stand up!"
After these words, the servants loosened their hands and threw their swords and spears on the ground with a clatter. They were the first to respond. With the demonstration of this group of people and the fact that Wang Xing instantly subdued Zhang Wenhao, other martial arts masters did not dare to underestimate Wang Xing.
The Seven Jingtao Sons, who had been beaten out by Wang Xing just now and deliberately spared their lives to wait for questioning about important matters, stood up at this time.
Still the same young man from the Jianmen Sect, he said: "The sect master treats us like his own children, and we are his relatives. If you have anything you want, just say it. As long as Jingtao Jianmen can come up with it, you will definitely be satisfied. Please don't Hurt the sect master!"
"Oh? What if I want all the training methods of your Jingtao Sword?" Wang Xing asked.
The expressions of the Seven Jingtao Sons changed drastically after hearing this!
Someone even shouted: "This is impossible!"
