He took one step forward and reached the head of the masked man in black robe. With one step, the space seemed to freeze, making it impossible to dodge.
The earth sank, and a bottomless abyss appeared out of thin air on the ground.
He was completely angry and did not hold back at all with this kick.
The masked man in black robe remained calm and composed, and just waved his hand gently, as if swatting flies.
boom!
A crisp sound spread, and Cheng Xiaochen's figure flew backwards ten feet, leaving dozens of deep footprints in the snow. His right foot trembled slightly, and he looked at the evil cultivator in front of him with a horrified expression.
Who is this?
There is such a terrifying and powerful person among the evil cultivators. Why have I never heard of it before?
The masked man in black robe waved his hand, and the entire Snow Cold Wind Ming tree was uprooted and then disappeared.
Even someone as strong as Cheng Xiaochen didn't see clearly how he placed the whole tree?
"Damn it, evil cultivator, give me back the tree!"
Cheng Xiaochen was furious and took another step.
This kick was a bit more powerful than before, but the masked man in black robe still raised his hand unhurriedly and pressed down with a palm.
Cheng Xiaochen's figure stepped back again, but this time it was ten steps shorter than before.
Cheng Xiaochen stepped forward again. When this step fell, the world was silent and everything was empty.
The masked man in black robe still just slapped his palm indifferently, and he flew back again, this time taking ten steps less than before.
There was a trace of ridicule in Cheng Xiaochen's eyes. He was afraid that this person didn't know how powerful the Seven Steps to the Sky was, yet he dared to let him continue to use it at will.
In this case, let him understand what fear is.
He took three consecutive steps and was knocked away. However, Cheng Xiaochen felt happy in his heart.
At that moment, he only retreated a foot away.
This means that the power of the sixth step is already the limit of this person.
"It's over, six steps into one, one step to reach the sky!"
Cheng Xiaochen took six steps in one, and actually stayed in mid-air for a short time, gaining the ability to fly in the air.
Then, he stepped down, like a god, the sky could not bear this kick and was about to fall.
The ground thousands of feet below the black-robed man made a crackling sound, and new cracks kept appearing.
Zhao Li breathed a sigh of relief: "It's over. He actually asked Cheng Xiaochen to use six steps into one. Even the other twelve heroes did not dare to let him use this step."
The masked man in black robe raised his head, and through the holes in his eyes, Cheng Xiaochen actually saw a hint of ridicule.
This made him uneasy.
What's the meaning?
Could it be that he still has a trump card?
Then, he threw out this ridiculous idea, so what if he had a trump card?
Even the other twelve heroes could not resist this kick.
The masked man in black robe pointed with one finger, and a finger as red as jade was like Optimus Prime, breaking through the heaven and earth and reaching into the sky.
Blood God Finger, Xuan level intermediate fingering method.
The finger landed on the god's foot and made a popping sound.
Afterwards, everyone's eyes trembled.
The kick suddenly collapsed, and the bloody finger stabbed towards Cheng Xiaochen's body.
With a roar, the defensive magic weapon on Cheng Xiaochen exploded. His whole body was severely injured, his breath was low, and he fell from a high altitude.
A huge bloody hand grabbed him and lifted him in front of the masked man in black robe like a chicken.
The masked man in black robe reached out and coldly took away his space ring.
Seeing his things being taken away, Cheng Xiaochen was so angry that he almost went crazy and went crazy.
Inside were the elixirs he had collected during these times, but now they were all snatched away, causing all his hard work to be undone.
After taking away the medicinal materials in the space ring, the masked man in black robe gently threw him and the space ring aside as if throwing away garbage.
"Oh, what are the Twelve Heroes? They are nothing more than chickens and dogs in the hands of Wang Ling, my evil god sect."
This mocking voice made Cheng Xiaochen so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot and passed out.
Wang Ling ignored the unconscious Cheng Xiaochen and slowly walked towards the seven people over there.
When passing by the corpses of the geniuses who had died before, they put the space rings away with unclean hands and feet.
Seeing this terrifying man in black robe walking toward him, Zhao Li's legs went limp and he almost peed his pants.
Even someone as strong as Cheng Xiaochen was beaten violently. They were nothing more than fish and meat on the chopping board, to be slaughtered by others.
"Hand over what you harvested in the Tianling Mountains. I can let you live and continue to search for treasures of heaven and earth for me."
Zhao Li looked bitter and reluctantly handed over the space ring containing the elixir.
Although the elixir is important, how can it be compared to your own life?
The other six people also obeyed and handed over the space rings.
Wang Ling waved his hand, took away the elixir from the space ring, and then threw the space ring back again.
Who knows if other sects have tracking methods for these space rings.
After seizing these people's elixirs, the evil cultivator Wang Ling let out a creepy smile.
Then, in the frightened eyes of the seven people, he floated away without taking a single cloud with him.
After he left, Cheng Xiaochen woke up from his coma. Looking at his empty ring, he was filled with grief and anger. He looked up to the sky and shouted: "Wang Ling of the Evil God Cult, I will fight with you until death!"
The seven Zhao Li people also secretly felt cruel. After they went out, they would definitely let these evil cultivators who didn't know the heights of the world know how powerful they were!
The news that Cheng Xiaochen was defeated by the evil cultivator and robbed of the medicinal materials soon spread throughout the Tianling Mountains, surprising countless people.
"Really or not, does Wang Ling really have such strength that he can defeat Cheng Xiaochen?"
"Of course it's true. I saw with my own eyes that within ten moves, Cheng Xiaochen was defeated. Even the final blow of Seven Steps to the Sky was of no avail."
"Hiss! This Wang Ling is so terrifying. There are not many among the Twelve Heroes who can defeat Cheng Xiaochen in seven steps. This Wang Ling is actually one of the top five Twelve Heroes!"
...
Such discussions abound, and many people are on tenterhooks, fearing that they will encounter this incomparable murderer in the next second.
Not far away, in Pansi Cave, a white-haired young man stood on the corpse of a giant spider, with a cold spear stuck in the corpse of the spider.
If anyone sees it, they will definitely exclaim Bai Lengxiao, a disciple of the Seven Gods Sect and one of the Twelve Heroes.
What he is best at is the cold night marksmanship, and he once killed an early Lingtai monk within ten shots.
He heard the recent rumors and a disdainful smile appeared on his lips.
"Cheng Xiaochen was defeated by an evil cultivator this time. It really embarrasses our twelve heroes."
Thinking of something, he sneered: "The Snow Beast Demon Pill in Wang Ling's hand is a good treasure for me. With it, my Han Ye shooting skills can be improved to a higher level. I hope he won't be caught by me." Go on, otherwise I would like to know how many shots he can take from me."
In the center of the Poison Dragon Pond, Xiao Chengfeng had just killed the Poison Dragon here. Hearing the news, he immediately became interested.
"There is such a character among the evil cultivators. The evil cult seems to be very ambitious."
