"It is obviously a low-level martial skill, but you have used it to such a level. This is not the power it should have."
Wang Sanxiao was controlled by the flower of sword energy, and his magic weapon clothes were constantly being cut.
Changqing, who is at the fourth level of the Golden Body Realm, has a sword that is so sharp that ordinary earth-level magic weapons are not enough to defend him.
Wang Sanxiao, even if he has the cultivation level of the sixth level of the Golden Body Realm, he is still frightened at this moment.
"It's not even close!" Wang Sanxiao's body shook violently, and the flower of sword energy seemed to be shattered by the demonic energy on the spot.
Changqing narrowed his eyes, held the black ruler sword in a sword flower, raised his left hand, and pinched his fingers.
"Fragmented Flower Sword, explode!"
"boom!"
With a loud bang, Changqing detonated all the sword energy.
Wang Sanxiao's expression changed drastically. He was caught off guard and was blown away in a panic.
The streaks of sword energy also left traces on his body, which was far tougher than the magic weapon.
Drops of blood dripped from the air, like rain hitting the ground.
Wang Sanxiao stopped talking. He knew that he had to go all out.
Otherwise, he may not be able to exchange Chang Qing's life!
The hair on Wang Sanxiao's body began to grow vigorously, turning into soft wings and covering the wound.
His figure disappeared again and appeared in front of Changqing.
The fingers turned into sharp claws and grabbed directly at Changqing.
Changqing's whole body once again lit up with golden cloud patterns, and as they circulated, they were immediately torn apart by sharp claws.
Although it failed to break through the defense, the power of the heaven-level magic weapon was also declining.
Wang Sanxiao seemed sure that he could kill Chang Qing, and he also knew that before he could kill Chang Qing, he had to tear up the official uniform first.
Chang Qing will not let go of the opportunity. He does not think that the same trick can work continuously.
We can only capture Wang Sanxiao's figure at the expense of his official uniform.
Even though Wang Sanxiao's body was filled with blood, it was too late to keep up with Wang Sanxiao's speed.
"Stab it!"
There was another sound, and three claw marks like swords and awns suddenly appeared on the executioner's official uniform.
"Peng!"
Changqing raised the black ruler sword and slapped it suddenly.
The black ruler sword hit Wang Sanxiao's soft feathers, and the full blow from the fourth level of the Golden Body Realm only made Wang Sanxiao's arm shake slightly before all the force was released!
"Hahaha!"
Wang Sanxiao's laughter spread throughout the entire Prison Suppression Department.
Buildings collapsed inexplicably.
Even the ground kept breaking.
If there were any Golden Body Realm monks present, they might not even know who was fighting.
There are only black lights that keep flashing.
Before the prison, Changqing appeared in a flash.
In just an instant, sharp claws attacked him.
The heavy prison door was marked with horrific marks amidst the heartbreaking sound.
The mysterious light of runes and formations burst into pieces.
Changqing twisted around to dodge the sharp claws, and the black ruler sword swept out immediately.
Wang Sanxiao's attack failed again, and he became more and more anxious. He tried hard to take a hard blow, but he also wanted to extend his claws to Chang Qing.
"Peng!"
There was a muffled sound, and Wang Sanxiao's body trembled violently, his eyes full of horror.
In a confrontation between lightning and flint, Changqing actually broke through his defense!
A unique vibration frequency came from a black ruler. Under this frequency, his feathers and the strongest force-discharging defense of his bloodline instinct were completely ineffective!
His internal organs seemed to be shattered. Wang San smiled and spurted out a large mouthful of blood.
However, his extended attack was also successful.
"Stab it!"
With the sound of the magic weapon's clothes being torn apart, a gash was torn open in the chest as the official uniform of a heaven-level criminal was lifted up.
The sharp claws scratched the skin on Changqing's chest, a wound so deep that the bones were visible!
Wang Sanxiao took the opportunity to pursue him, but Chang Qing did not retreat at all.
The two of them attacked each other desperately, neither wanting to miss this rare opportunity.
Suddenly, Wang Sanxiao's body was filled with demonic aura, and the demonic light was dazzling.
The phantom of his true body appeared around him and grabbed Chang Qing's shoulder. The sharp claw tips penetrated deeply into Chang Qing's flesh.
"it's over."
Wang Sanxiao looked at Changqing indifferently, "It allows me to burn my essence and blood and activate the Dharma. You will not die unjustly."
"not yet."
Chang Qing's face was calm, but Wang Sanxiao's heart suddenly stirred up a storm.
His sharp claws that were clearly clawing into Changqing's flesh and blood actually felt like they were grasping the air!
Changqing's figure actually moved out in Wang Sanxiao's widened eyes!
It was as if it had crossed the space and appeared to the side.
Changqing held the Black Ruler Sword tightly and stabbed out with the sword.
The black ruler sword trembled slightly, undetectable.
When it touched the feathers covering Wang Sanxiao's body, there was only a slight delay before it was directly pierced through the chest!
The physical form of the monster beast was also distorted.
Wang Sanxiao raised his hands and patted Changqing hard.
Chang Qing was about to send his true energy to the Black Ruler Sword, directly smashing Wang Sanxiao's internal organs. Facing the opponent's desperate blow, he could only let go.
With his arms spread across his chest, he resisted Wang Sanxiao's blow.
"boom!"
There was a loud bang.
Chang Qing defended himself against the attack, but at the cost of his own body being blown away, the shock force also passed into Wang Sanxiao's body.
"Peng!"
Changqing's body fell to the ground far away and slid close to the ground.
Under the instigation of Qi and blood, blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.
He could completely dodge Wang Sanxiao's attack, but equally, it was not easy to seize the fatal opportunity again.
What if Wang Sanxiao couldn't see the hope of victory and broke through the restraints of the Prison Suppressing Department's formation and escaped?
Wang Sanxiao has already burned his essence and blood, and his combat power has been forcibly raised to the heavenly realm.
The heavenly magic weapon and the official uniform of a criminal officer are already in pieces. The night owl with its ghost body skills can't guarantee that the evergreen horse will not stumble.
The heavy cell door of the prison was directly blown to pieces.
Wang Sanxiao's body was also shaken into the prison.
But at this time, the prison, as gentle as the mouth of a ferocious beast, seemed like an abyss tunnel.
There was a constant rumbling sound, getting closer and closer.
A bright demonic light illuminated the entire Prison Suppression Department.
The appearance of the ten-foot-long monster beast caused the prison to collapse continuously.
Wang San smiled and gritted his teeth. This time, he no longer used body skills, but rushed straight towards Changqing.
This time, it was his final blow.
He didn't even have the energy to laugh again.
Only the short-lived appearance of the monster beast gave out its last scream of violence before it died.
Changqing did not activate the Sky-Suppressing Black Ruler Sword, and used it to reach the end of the world.
Wang Sanxiao, who sacrificed his life for the demon clan, deserves Changqing's respect.
"Let me ask God Xuantian, and you will not die unjustly."
The moment the monster beast appeared in front of Chang Qing, Chang Qing's body burst into heavenly mysterious light.
A statue of Zhenwu Dharma, dozens of feet tall, suddenly appeared.
Wearing three platforms on top, with round hair.
The eyes are like the sun and the moon, and the teeth are like sword trees.
The golden light is dazzling and the god is majestic.
As soon as he appeared, he pinned the demonic beast to the ground!
The entire Prison Suppression Department was as graceful as a mountain falling apart.
One after another, the formations suddenly exploded, and the residual power of the formations gradually faded away.
Zhenwu Faxiang, holding a seven-star sword, cut off the head of the monster Faxiang with one sword.
Chang Qing grabbed the Black Ruler Sword from the air and cut off Wang Sanxiao's head with one sword strike.
Wang Sanxiao's eyes gradually dimmed. He stared at Changqing, his lips moving but not making a sound.
After a silent "Thank you", Wang San smiled and closed his eyes.
As Chang Qing said, he died unjustly.
Wang Sanxiao knew that Changqing did not need to use all his strength to kill him.
This last blow was completely due to Changqing's respect for himself.
Wang Sanxiao's lifeless face still had a hint of smile left.
