Wengyi Sanren's body was taken from his body. He is a Tibetan villager with no fixed address. He never even does ordinary exercises, let alone martial arts. When he saw the two people coming to him If they were attacked, if it were his own physical body, although the sudden attack of these two people would be too much for him, he would not be unable to resist. At this moment, his soul reacted, but the actions of his physical body were far unable to keep up. Two solid palm blows were poured out on him. The one on the Dantian of his lower abdomen made all the muscles and bones of his body break and bleed, while the one on Tianling Gai directly hit the Nascent Soul in his Niwan Palace, which was blessed by soul power. The force of the palm beat the Nascent Soul of the Wengyi San people to pieces. This time, the Weng Yi San people who had dominated the northern Xinjiang for a while were completely finished.
With a huge achievement right before our eyes, how could there be any reason for the two calligraphy and painting immortals to cooperate with a useless person whose body has been destroyed?
After the two disposed of the body of the Chinese character, they carefully discussed how to capture the key without provoking the Tianshan sect. He quickly decided to go to Xinjiang to find out where the key was. If the Mogan Sword Sect was still there, it would be easiest to kill them all. But to their surprise, the key turned out to be in the Tianshan Sect. At this time, the calligraphy and painting immortals were completely discouraged and almost gave up the idea of capturing the key.
But suddenly Zhen Miao, a painter, said: "Brother Shu, is Tianshan currently choosing their 'Lord of the Snow Cave'?"
Peng Yan said: "Exactly, every year in the seventh month of the Gregorian calendar, why does Brother Hua ask this question?"
Zhen Miao said: "Tell me, will that key also enter the snowy cold pool to practice after the game?"
Peng Yan said thoughtfully: "What do you mean, you and I entered the cold pool cave in the snowy area to wait for the opportunity to grab the key?"
Zhen Miao said: "Yes, we can take a gamble. Since that boy came to Tianshan, he definitely didn't come here to play. With the relationship between his master and the head of Tianshan, it would be nothing to open a small stove for him and let him into the snow cave. A rare thing.”
Peng Yan said: "It does make sense, but even if the master comes in person, it is impossible to sneak into the snowy cold pool without the eyes and ears of the head of Tianshan Mountain. Brother Hua, although your plan is good, how can you implement it?"
Zhen Miao said: "Brother Shu, do you know a Shinto guy named Fukuoka Shiro?"
Peng Yan said: "There is such a person. Last year, Master and I met him and his superior, the one named Chiuchi Murakazu. Why did Brother Hua ask about him?"
Zhen Miao smiled charmingly and said, "Brother Shu, have you forgotten that their Shinto religion has a charm called the Magatama Talisman?"
Peng Yan suddenly realized it, clapped his hands and said with a smile: "This is a great plan! Brother Hua really is Zhuge Liang! If this happens, I will definitely inform the master and ask him to arrange a military advisor for you in Luojiapo!"
"Magatama Talisman" is a teleportation spell refined by Shinto religion using secret methods. The user does not have any cultivation restrictions. Within a thousand kilometers, you can designate any area to open a space crack that lasts about ten minutes, and there is no limit to the number of people who can travel through it. It is one of the few top-level space spells in the world. Since the materials used to refine this talisman are extremely expensive and rare, and the requirements for the refiner are extremely high, even if the goddess Gensaki refines it herself, the defective rate will still be 70 to 80 percent. Therefore, each of these talismans is hard-earned for Shinto disciples.
Zhen Miao had the idea of using the "Magatama Talisman" to sneak into the Tianshan Sect's Snowy Cold Pool Cave. Even if Wang Shen was not among them, he would surely wait for the opportunity as long as he lurked inside.
So Peng Yan immediately contacted Fukuoka Shiro, and the two sides struggled for a long time before Fukuoka agreed to use a magatama talisman to help them capture the key, on the condition that they must also participate in the operation. Although if they were allowed to participate, the credit would definitely be shared, but since the other party had agreed to sponsor the transfer of the talisman, the calligraphy and painting immortals had no choice but to agree. Fukuoka proposed to locate the transmission export outside China, within a thousand kilometers. The most suitable place is Almaty, the capital of Kazakhstan. There is an abandoned apple packaging factory there, which was once one of the strongholds of Freemasonry in Central Asia. Naturally, the two immortals of calligraphy and painting had no objection, and immediately set off to the packaging factory to follow the plan. Shiro Fukuoka and his two colleagues used magic talismans to open a crack in the snowy cold pool.
This led to a scene where Lu Yixiao and six other people were kidnapped and Wang Shen chased into the crack. However, Shusanren Peng Yan's mistake was that before Wengyi Sanren could finish his words, he joined forces with Huosanren to kill him. Therefore, Wang Shen had an unreasonable fist power and they did not get it. You know, that's why he was hit head-on by Wang Shen's "Chaos Opening Fist" without any precautions. If he had been a step later to defend, or if his cultivation level was one or two levels lower, he might have been furious on the spot.
The strange true power suddenly appeared in the cold pool cave, and was immediately noticed by Shuang Henmo and other top experts. But when they arrived, those few breaths had disappeared without a trace, and disappeared with them. Among the six disciples and Wang Shen, only the four terrified disciples and Li Qingru described the situation at that time.
Shuanghenmo sent the three elders Hua Qinxing, Cheng Yiyi, and Yun Aobai, as well as the second-generation Tianshan sect disciples headed by Huang Yingying, in all directions to search for her. Her cultivation level was already a bit messy at the moment. If she was found by then, It was Wang Shen's body, so how to explain to Zhang Qingqing that she didn't want to think about it and didn't dare to think about it.
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Peng Yan stood in the middle of the street with a ferocious face. The folding fan in his hand was dented by Wang Shen's punch just now, and it could no longer be opened and closed freely. At this moment, he had almost given up on the idea of capturing Wang Shen alive. He just wanted to cut the little brat in front of him into pieces. This was not only because he hurt himself and his beloved treasure fan, but also because this kid had so much strength at only eight years old. It's so terrifying. If you give him another ten or eight years, what kind of monster will he grow into?
The murderous intention was already aroused, and Peng Yan did not want to suppress it anymore. He waved his deformed folding fan and struck hundreds of sharp sword lights towards Wang Shen, as if he had transformed into hundreds of people at the same time and launched an offensive with his fan as a sword, vowing to kill Wang Shen. Cut the child into pieces.
Wang Shen did not dare to neglect, and used Yingluo-Liwu to transform into hundreds of Tianchi to resist. But to his surprise, the imaginary feeling of hundreds of powerful energies colliding did not occur. Instead, most of the densely packed Tianchi Fantasy Swords on his side were thrown into the air, and the incoming sword energy blocked by them did not occur. Although powerful, the number is far less than it seems.
Compared to Wang Shen, Peng Yan's fear was at an extreme level. He thought he had given this eight-year-old child enough attention, but he was repeatedly refreshed by his outrageous abilities. To create so many physical phantom swords at once like him, the real power consumed is far beyond what the two calligraphy and painting immortals can imagine at present, because what Peng Yan just used was not some phantom sword technique, but something more... Basic sword energy, combined with his unique skills, creates hundreds of sword shadows just to confuse the opponent. Any powerful enemy he encountered in the past would be thrown into chaos as soon as he used this move. , exposed the flaw and was killed by him in one fell swoop. There were countless famous people who died due to his move, but the little kid in front of him did not follow common sense at all and actually directly used the same number of illusions as his own sword shadow. The sword comes to parry and resist, how can this not make people shocked and angry?
Wang Shen was also stunned for a brief moment and immediately discovered the reality of Peng Yan's moves. He jumped into the air and waved, hundreds of hot golden lights shot towards Peng Yan like a waterfall.
Peng Yan waved the folding fan left and right, shouting: "What else is there to care about? This kid can't be kept! Hurry up and get together!"
Three painters, Zhen Miao and Shiro Fukuoka, had already had murderous intentions towards Wang Shendu. After Peng Yan drank like this, the remaining trace of his heart to follow the rules of the world disappeared. The four of them no longer had any scruples, and all rushed towards Wang Shen with their weapons.
"Uncle, little master!" Lu Yixiao and other six Tianshan fairies drew their swords and took action. They saw that these villains not only bullied the young but also bullied the young. They could no longer sit back and watch. They knew that their cultivation was not good but they were willing to take action. , even if he died fighting with Wang Shen, it would be better than standing aside and watching the show.
Wang Shen was shocked. As long as they stayed far away and he had the magic power by his side, he was confident that he could escape with the five of them together. But what would happen if one or two of them were left behind or even all of them died here? good? Thinking of this, I can only secretly blame myself for not explaining it to them in advance. Now that the six of them have rushed over, it is too late to say anything.
The two Immortals of Calligraphy and Painting and the three Shinto disciples did not pay any attention to the offensive of Lu Yixiao and the other six women. They all used their own special skills to greet Wang Shen with one blow and three swords. However, the six swords of the Six Fairies have also been handed over at this moment. The cultivation levels of those five people are all above the Nascent Soul Stage. How can they still survive after taking a blow from those five people in the six Qi Refining Stages?
The six of them had said a lot of bad words to Wang Shen before, but Wang Shen didn't have any ill feelings towards them. Now they acted righteously. If they allowed these six beautiful sisters to die in front of them, Wang Shen's heart would never be at peace. , will inevitably bring about lifelong inner demons that cannot be eliminated.
When the mountains and rivers were exhausted, Wang Shen shouted violently, and his eyes shot out thousands of meters of golden light. He raised Tianchi with his right hand and the Sword of Saint Lucius with his left hand. A huge whirlwind formed between the two swords in an instant, and the hundreds of swords had not dispersed yet. The Tianchi Magic Sword was neatly arranged into each layer of the whirlwind at the moment the whirlwind was formed.
"Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!"
A strange scene happened. A small figure was seen holding up a huge, rapidly rotating golden roulette wheel, holding five men on the spot. The expressions of both sides were distorted, and they entered a situation of wrestling with each other. The temperature of the golden roulette was frighteningly high, like an electric razor head that was shining with golden light and rotating at full speed. It firmly pressed against the weapons of the two immortals of calligraphy and painting and the three Shinto disciples. Sparks burst out, making continuous and harsh noises. Metal scraping sound.
