The golden spear covered Nangong Pocheng's body, making the spear in his hand hum happily.
Compared to the duel with Yi Ran, he was obviously more cautious at this time.
Before the gun was released, the spear on the spear had already pierced the ground.
He had not heard about the attack on the elders of Luotian Peak, but he knew that if he did not act cruelly at this moment, then even if Luotian Sect did not trouble him in the future, this young man would not let him go.
Nipping threats in the cradle is the courage a superior person should have!
"snort!"
As Nangong Pocheng snorted coldly, dazzling golden light gathered on the spear and stabbed it out suddenly.
"Destroy the clouds!"
As soon as the old man's shadow saw Nangong Pocheng's move, his face became heavy.
It is just a shadow after all!
With his arms drawn in a circle in front of him, strands of golden light condensed into a golden wall in front of him.
"Golden Light Shield!"
The spear hit the golden light shield, and golden brilliance peeled off from the "golden light shield" one by one and dissipated in the air.
The strength above the gun gang is also constantly dissipating, becoming dimmed bit by bit.
"Bang bang bang bang bang..."
As the "Golden Light Shield" was completely shattered, the gun gang also dissipated into nothingness, leaving only the strong wind whipped up by the energy roaring in the world and raising waves of dust.
However, "Deiyun", who had just injured Yiran, could only be regarded as evenly matched under Xu Ying's defense.
However, Nangong Pocheng discovered something and grinned:
"Why, you chose defense right away when you took action. Doesn't that mean you don't have the confidence to defeat this king?"
"Then you have to watch carefully how I will break your turtle shell!"
As he spoke, Nangong Pocheng's hand holding the gun suddenly turned, drew a semicircle around his body, and then placed it on his waist.
Then, while his shoulders shook, he thrust the spear out again.
The spear began to rotate rapidly. Judging from the rising vision, this spear was still "cloud-destroying".
But the rapidly rotating spear possesses even more terrifying penetrating power.
The face of the illusory old man became completely ugly.
Compared with Nangong Pocheng, he is like a rootless grass.
Nangong's ability to break the city only requires that his internal energy is not exhausted, and every move he makes can have the same power of choice.
If you increase the consumption of internal energy, you can even make the moves stronger.
But he is different. The internal energy possessed by the shadow depends on the amount of internal energy injected by the main body. Every time a martial arts is performed, this amount will be greatly consumed.
Ordinary people's consumption of internal energy is like drinking the wine out of a pot. Even if they drink all the wine, it does not affect the size of the pot.
But its existence is like a balloon. The internal energy is the air in the ball. As long as the internal energy is used, the air will be consumed and the balloon will keep getting smaller.
Although it still has the realm of king level, the power of martial arts will only become smaller and smaller.
When the old man's shadow saw the golden spear, he actually knew that he was no match.
So he directly chose to defend, because his attack could not kill Nangong Pocheng at all.
Even if it can hurt both sides, it doesn't make any sense.
Not only will it accelerate his own demise, but the guy he is protecting will also be unable to escape from the injured Nangong Pocheng.
Therefore, he had only one purpose, which was to delay time and wait for the strong men from the sect to arrive.
It's just that it's also difficult to do this, because Nangong Pocheng has already seen his state.
The power of "Destroying Clouds" with the power of rotation may not be greatly improved, but its penetrating power will be increased exponentially.
Xuying's expression instantly became extremely solemn.
It is still the same as when the arms are drawing circles out of thin air, and it is still the "golden light shield to respond to the enemy".
But this time, the shadow directly injected all its internal energy, making itself dim in an instant.
"Sizzssssssssssss..."
The spear turned into a drill, no matter how thick or hard the opponent was, it would just move forward!
In the harsh friction sound, the spear penetrated the golden shield and pierced the shadow's chest.
The golden light shield and the shadow were pierced almost at the same time, and dense cracks instantly filled both bodies.
"If you want to suppress this king with just one incarnation, the seniors of Luotian Sect are still as arrogant as ever."
Without saying a word, Xuying turned his gaze from the northwest to Yiran lying on the ground.
It seemed that he wanted to see Yiran's appearance clearly, and wanted to know who dared to provoke the king.
However, even if he saw Yiran's appearance clearly, he didn't recognize Yiran at all.
Yiran's token was originally requested by Song Tianpeng on his behalf. Song Tianpeng and the old man worked together to carve this incarnation into the token.
Because Song Tianpeng had known Yiran's character for a long time, as a "brother", he, the elder brother, naturally had to protect his younger brother.
On the Luotian Peak of the Luotian Sect, the old man suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes extremely solemn.
Turning his gaze to the southeast, he sighed and then said:
"Song Tianpeng, you little brother is really capable of causing trouble. You only got the token a few days ago and something happened."
"I hope you can catch up."
After saying that, the old man closed his eyes again and began to regain his vain aura.
"Hahahahaha..."
Nangong Pocheng laughed and raised his spear, celebrating like a winner.
He lowered his head and looked down at Yiran, and said with great arrogance:
"Let me see, what other trump cards do you have?"
But Nangong Pocheng's eyes were filled with obvious surprise, because the face of Yiran, who had just been seriously injured and was dying, had turned rosy.
"It seems that you have a lot of good things in your hands, and you actually have such an amazing recovery potion."
"I am actually a little reluctant to kill you."
"It's a pity that you have so few good seedlings."
With eyes filled with murderous intent, Nangong Pocheng directly raised the spear in his hand and threw it at Yiran.
"call out……"
The spear pierced the sky and shot toward Yiran with a faint sound of breaking wind.
Although there are no martial arts skills, the power of a killing blow that gathers the inner strength of a king cannot be underestimated.
When Yiran saw Nangong Pocheng looking at him, he stood up with difficulty and pushed Wu Lao Er towards Wu Lao Er and others.
Then he holds the Peach Blossom Sword and uses the sword to guide the palace and destroy the city.
"Shadow Sword Dance!"
Under the gentle breeze, green suddenly appeared on the broken earth.
The spiritual energy between heaven and earth was stirred up by Yi Ran, and he opened his mouth and swallowed the spiritual energy all over the sky.
The sword energy and sword intention were whistling and hissing.
In the blink of an eye, the earth turned green, and drizzle fell bit by bit above Yiran's head, moisturizing the earth.
After both sword energy and sword intention broke through, "Luanying Sword Dance" also crossed the threshold of the heavenly level!
Everyone stared at this scene in stunned silence, looking at the lush green on the ground, and said with twitching lips:
"Another heaven-level martial skill!"
"Oh my god, who is this guy? He has actually practiced two heaven-level martial arts."
"Is he the next peak master of Luotian Peak? Or is he the direct relative of the current peak master!"
"..."
Shocked sounds came and went.
Only Nangong Pocheng's face was dark, because the stronger Yiran showed, the greater the threat he faced or the greater the price he had to pay.
In other words, the arrow had to be fired when it was on the string, otherwise if he had known that such a "monster" was coming to Nanshan City, he would have invited Nangong's family to be his honored guest.
If it weren't for Nangong Suyun, that good-for-nothing, who put the Nangong family on the opposite side of the entire civilian cultivator, how could they have ended up in this situation.
He actually doesn't care if he gets heaven-level martial arts, because he can only use guns.
All this was done to protect his unworthy descendant and for the Nangong family's unshakable position in Nanshan City.
But now, whether he kills Yiran or not, the Nangong family will face unprecedented challenges in Nanshan City.
If Luo Tianzong was really angry and killed him, then the Nangong family would most likely be overturned overnight.
Nangong Pocheng also knew very well that the heart of heaven is the heart of the people.
How many families are there in the world? How big is the power? How many civilians are there?
How many strong people are born from various forces, and how many strong people come from rough roots?
When Nangong Suyun colluded with the Zhan Iron Mercenary Group to kill civilian monks, his Nangong family would no longer have the support of the people.
If a force without popular support and force does not have force, it will not be too far away from destruction.
Nangong Pocheng looked at the spear fired at Yiran.
He is still unswerving, still has absolute murderous intention, and still confidently believes that Yiran cannot stop his shot!
The drizzle falling from Yiran's head hit the blades of grass.
Some exploded directly, and some green leaves bounced back into the air and then fell back to the ground to nourish the earth.
The sword gang and the spear finally collided.
"Crack, crackle, boom!"
The sky shook and the earth mourned.
Space cracks began to spread from the collision point, and the scattered sword energy crisscrossed the ground, cutting countless ravines.
Is it the king's angry strike that is more powerful, or the evil spirit's heaven-level martial arts that is stronger?
Yiran was defeated before, but when these spiritual beings saw Yiran's second heaven-level martial arts, they had more expectations for Yiran in their hearts.
Under the slightly nervous gazes of all of them, the sword began to crumble bit by bit, and the inner energy on the spear was also being wiped away bit by bit.
Compared to the nervousness of these spiritual beings, the civilian monks below were worried.
They knew that Yiran could not win, but they kept praying for a miracle over and over again.
But in the end the miracle still failed to come!
To them, Jian Gang, which had the power to destroy heaven and earth, exploded and completely shattered inch by inch under the influence of ordinary spears.
The only good thing is that when the sword collapsed, the spear was also bounced back to Nangong Pocheng's hand, and Yiran's blood was not seen on the spot.
Nangong Pocheng looked at Yiran with great interest and said with great approval:
"After all, I underestimated you, but do you still have a chance?"
Before he finished speaking, Nangong Pocheng rushed towards Yiran with a spear in hand.
Seeing Nangong Pocheng desperately trying to eradicate the evil, all the spirits fell silent.
But no matter how loud Boss Wu and the others roared, they couldn't even get close.
Seeing that the spear was about to pierce Yiran's heart, everything seemed to be finalized.
Even Yiran himself felt a sense of calmness in his heart, and sighed with sadness in his heart:
"The worst ending is nothing more than this."
"Those who thought they wouldn't take action suddenly showed up one by one."
"I thought I would take action, but in the end I still didn't."
Yiran once believed that no king would take action in Nanshan City.
Because after returning to Nanshan City, Yiran learned that there were only two kings in Nanshan City.
If one of them is the person behind the killing of civilian monks.
So compared to White Moon King Python Shouwang, the king who has the ideal of changing the world will definitely not let the former take action.
But at this moment, Yiran just felt that he seemed to have thought wrong and relied too much on unconfirmed clues.
Yiran even had to suspect that this was most likely a way for the python king to deliberately mislead him and make him fall into a trap!
Nangong Pocheng, who was holding a spear and was as powerful as a bamboo, was less than ten feet away from him.
Under the terrifying pressure, Yi Ran felt powerless as never before.
"Will all the efforts made in the past finally end in the pursuit of justice?"
Yiran sighed and looked at Nangong Pocheng with no fear in his eyes, only unswerving resistance.
Just when the distance between Nangong Pocheng and Yiran was only five feet, and the spear could almost penetrate Yiran, an accident happened again!
Nangong Pocheng's figure stood still for an instant, as if he was pinned in the air and unable to move.
"King's Domain!"
Almost instantly, those spirits knew who had taken action.
Nangong Pocheng also roared at this moment:
"Old man Dong, you have to stop me too! Do you want to become Luo Tianzong's dog?"
The old man stood on the crenel, his robes fluttering in the wind, and he just responded softly:
"There is indeed a lack of justice in this world."
"And I also believe that there should be some people in this world who can uphold justice for ordinary people."
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