Zhou Qiankun looked at his back and shook his head.
Then, without realizing it, he was already wearing Wang Ling's suit.
In Xuanzhen Canyon, Shi Zifeng held a silver war spear, which contained the power of divine punishment.
Dozens of corpses lay in the canyon, most of them killed by bees, and half of them had heart-piercing wounds on their chests. The size and shape of the wounds were exactly the same as the punishment spear that day.
Next to those corpses, there was a layer of pitch-black corpses, which belonged to Xuanzhen Bee.
They were densely packed and numbered no less than 70,000 to 80,000.
Looking at the bees all over the ground, Shi Zifeng showed a contemptuous smile.
Xuanzhen Bee can make the Lingtai monk retreat, but isn't it still no match for the Heavenly Punishment Spear in his hand?
He didn't even bother to pay more attention to the corpses on the ground. All he could see was the huge honeycomb on the canyon cliff in the distance.
Xuanzhen Honey was right in front of him, but he was a little disappointed.
As expected, Wang Ling was as timid as a mouse and didn't dare to show up to snatch Xuanzhen Honey from him.
"Ha! What Wang Ling is, that's all."
He no longer waited and walked straight towards Xuanzhen Honey.
Shi Zifeng stepped on the corpses of the swarm and approached the huge honeycomb step by step.
He could feel the strong spiritual energy contained in the honeycomb, and an intoxicating sweet fragrance filled the air, making him intoxicated.
Uh-huh!
There was a sound of wind, Shi Zifeng's eyes narrowed, and he saw only a shadow passing by, and then the cliff with Xuanzhen Honey hanging on it became empty.
A man in black robe with a cheerful expression floated down from the cliff.
This is really a no-brainer.
Shi Zifeng looked at the man in black robe, and his face suddenly turned cold.
"Wang Ling, the evil cultivator?"
Wang Ling turned around indifferently and looked at him in confusion, his eyes seeming to ask: Who are you?
Such a contemptuous attitude made Shi Zifeng furious.
Shi Zifeng's face was as gloomy as ink, and his eyes flashed with murderous intent.
He was holding the Heavenly Punishment Spear with a powerful force, as if he was going to crush Wang Ling into smithereens.
"Hmph, you are such an arrogant guy. You really think that just by defeating Cheng Xiaochen, who had most of his strength consumed by the snow beast, you can do whatever you want. Today I will kill you completely!"
Shi Zifeng's voice was cold and hoarse, like a roar from hell.
Wang Ling looked at him strangely. When he fought with Cheng Xiaochen, he was in full condition.
Where did this kid come from, being deceived into being like this?
well! His family is so irresponsible that he allowed such a person with an IQ of 250 to come in.
Wang Ling looked indifferent and looked at Shi Zifeng indifferently.
"Who are you? I don't want to fight a fool, so you can leave."
It's no wonder that he couldn't recognize them. Although these ten people were very dazzling in front of the Tianling Mountains before, he really couldn't see clearly the specific appearance of the ten people from a long distance away.
When Shi Zifeng heard Wang Ling's taunt, he became even more angry.
He clenched the Heavenly Punishment Spear in his hand and instantly released powerful energy fluctuations.
"I am your grandfather Shi Zifeng!"
Shi Zifeng went berserk on the spot and stabbed him with a spear. The situation in the world changed color, and the power of thunder wrapped around the spear, like a punishment from heaven.
Wang Ling was stunned by Shi Zifeng's words, and then his eyes lit up.
He turned out to be one of the Twelve Heroes, wouldn't that mean he had obtained a lot of medicinal materials?
Tsk tsk tsk, the fat meat is really delivered to your door, don’t give it up for free.
Wang Ling looked at the thrusting spear, his eyes became cold and serious.
One of the Twelve Heroes, he would never underestimate him.
He raised his hand and struck out with a palm. The blood energy surged like a sea, shattering the spiritual energy in all directions.
There was a sneer in Shi Zifeng's eyes. He dared to resist. Is this evil cultivator really ignorant or too conceited?
The power of divine punishment is the most restrained to evil cultivators.
A palm fell on the spear, and the spear was greatly oppressed. Blood filled the air, and it actually wiped out the thunder on the spear!
Shi Zifeng's expression suddenly changed, and he shouted in his heart: "This is impossible!"
Then, the spear bent ninety degrees and bounced back instantly under Wang Ling's palm.
The huge force shook Shi Zifeng back a hundred meters.
His arms were numb and he could barely hold the Heavenly Punishment Spear in his hand.
Feeling the power of that palm frightened him.
"Damn it, Cheng Xiaochen, you lied to me!"
At this moment, he finally realized that Cheng Xiaochen was not defeated when he was exhausted!
"Jie Jie Jie! I never expected that twelve heroes would come to my door without knowing their abilities. When you meet me, I will be your shadow in this life."
Wang Ling laughed evilly, the laughter was bone-chilling and made people's scalp numb.
Then, Wang Ling's figure disappeared in vain, and then reappeared, already in front of Shi Zifeng.
Shi Zifeng was shocked and quickly raised his hand to fight back with the spear in his hand.
However, Wang Ling's speed was still beyond his expectation. Before he could lift the spear, his right hand was hit hard, his elbow went numb, and the spear fell out of his hand.
Then, Wang Ling pulled out a big cock.
Snapped!
A crisp sound rang out, and Shi Zifeng felt a burning pain on his face, dizziness, dizziness, and blurred vision.
I feel extremely aggrieved. This is the first time in my life that I have been so humiliated!
He was furious, with thunder all over his body. He wanted to use his special moves and fight the person in front of him desperately to let him know that Shi Zifeng cannot be humiliated!
A terrifying thundercloud suddenly appeared in the sky, with golden lightning brewing in it.
This is the Golden Thunder God's Punishment Technique, a low-level Earth-level spell from the Tiandao Academy. Once it falls, it will be destroyed in all directions.
He shouted in his heart, Wang Ling, you are dead!
However, the next second, another big blow fell, hitting him in a daze, and the spiritual energy in his body suddenly lost control.
The spiritual energy flowed backwards, impacting his body, causing his spell to be interrupted, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. His breath was sluggish, and he suffered the backlash after the spell failed.
Wang Ling sneered and said, "It's outrageous to want to resist even if you fall into my hands."
Then, several more competitions came down, followed by Wang Ling's disdainful voice.
"You, the only one who dares to call yourself my grandfather, are seeking death."
"Do you know you were wrong?"
Shi Zifeng's body was shaky, and he stood up with difficulty, a tenacious light flashing in his eyes.
His fingers trembled slightly, as if he was about to give up resistance at the next moment.
However, he straightened his back without flinching and sneered: "Wang Ling, do you think you will make me give in like this? You underestimate me!"
Snapped!
Before he finished speaking, he received another slap.
"you......"
Snapped!
Wang Ling's sarcastic voice sounded: "Go on, I just like your unruly look."
"I......"
Bang, another slap.
Shi Zifeng's eyes were full of grief and anger, and he wanted to kill the person in front of him.
Seeing how tenacious he was, Wang Ling chuckled. He liked this kind of look that wanted to kill him but was helpless.
"I....."
Another slap, and Wang Ling couldn't say a word. He could only stare at Wang Ling with tears in his eyes.
