Wangjia Island!
Han Jincheng did not meet any monks on the way, nor was he attracted by the battle between Yang Tian and Tian Xingzi, and went directly to the sky above Wangjiadao.
His arrival was the reason why Wang Changsheng, Du Xiankun and Patriarch Nangong were besieging the Scarlet Xiao Sect.
"Senior Brother Situ, Junior Brother is here!"
Han Jincheng shouted at the old man and disappeared instantly. He waved the flying sword in his hand and headed towards the weakest Wang Changsheng.
He also knows Du Xiankun and Patriarch Nangong. He has been in Nanhai for a long time.
He had somewhat investigated and understood the forces that had previously targeted the Tianxing Sect.
He had already expected the appearance of Du Xiankun and Patriarch Nangong.
A sword energy glowed with yellow light. The sword energy was restrained. Ying Yuan was filled with sword energy. With powerful energy, it came towards Wang Changsheng in a concentrated form.
Although Han Jincheng is very strong, he is only at the first level of Nascent Soul and cannot completely crush Wang Changsheng in terms of spiritual consciousness.
Wang Changsheng was a little anxious when he saw the sword energy coming, and wanted to use the rippled sea wall to resist it.
He is also an ice attribute monk, so he naturally also practices the Secret Record of the Sea and Sky.
If he were to use it, it would be the Hai Tian Ying Yuan, which would be much more powerful than Wang Zihao and Wang Xianhua.
The strongest defensive method in his hand at this time must be the rippled sea wall of Hai Tian Secret Record.
"Dang Dang!"
But before he could use the corrugated sea wall, the flying sword in Situ's hand directly released a large amount of sword light differentiation, spreading all around, like thousands of swords firing at once, bursting out.
The flying swords of Nangong Patriarch and Du Xiankun were directly shaken off, and Wang Changsheng's Ice Devil Palm was attacked one after another.
The tens of thousands of sword lights and sword shadows bloomed from the middle, like a river of swords, surging around like a flood.
The three of them couldn't take care of him at all. They could only use their flying swords and palm prints with all their strength to resist the large number of sword shadows.
Especially the sword light differentiation. At this time, he was already at the fourth level of Nascent Soul, and his strength was not comparable to that of the sword light differentiation at the Golden Core stage.
If his cultivation level does not reach the middle stage of Nascent Soul, he will not be able to shake the formation light screen on Wangjiadao.
If he was not strong, he would not be able to withstand the siege of three Nascent Soul monks.
Wang Changsheng needs to use the Ice Demon Palm to resist with all his strength, so naturally he cannot use the rippled sea wall to resist the sword light attack.
Just when Wang Changsheng thought he was about to be hit by the sword energy, he relied on his inner armor to resist the sword.
"when!"
A thin needle suddenly appeared and headed directly towards the sword energy. Only a "dang" sound was heard. The thin needle collided with the sword energy. The sword energy shattered directly. The sword energy took off and disappeared like dots of sword pieces. All around.
When Han Jincheng reappeared, he was already in front of Wang Changsheng. The flying sword in his hand was seen directly passing through the space portal and heading towards Wang Changsheng.
As a descendant of the Danshen Sect, Han Jincheng has the resources of the Scarlet Xiao Sect, so his strength is not simple.
Although Situ was cooperating with his attack, he did not think that this sword could kill Wang Changsheng.
There was a back-up plan, the sword energy was just to attract attention, the real killing move was this sudden attack.
When Wang Changsheng saw the sword energy being shattered, he relaxed a little.
But when Han Jincheng appeared again, he became nervous again, even more nervous than before.
Just as the flying sword was about to hit Wang Changsheng's head.
"when!"
The thin needle appeared again and collided with the flying sword, making a strong sound, and the flying sword was directly repelled.
Han Jincheng's face changed slightly, and a thick yellow energy hit his left hand, directly forming a palm print and heading towards Wang Changsheng's chest.
"call out!"
When the thin needle repelled the flying sword, it returned again and headed towards the palm print.
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After the fine needle collided with the palm print, the palm print collapsed and shattered on the spot. The fine needle passed through the palm print and headed towards Han Jincheng's palm.
The latter's expression changed slightly, and with a wave of his hand, the flying sword returned again, lying across his chest.
"when!"
Another bang sounded, Han Jincheng kept retreating, and Wang Changsheng's crisis was relieved.
The thin needle came and went without a trace in the air, constantly interspersing. Han Jincheng waved the flying sword in his hand, constantly defending himself.
"Dang Dang!"
With the sound of clanging, the surrounding sword energy soared across the space, and with the appearance of black poisonous gas, Han Jincheng was defeated step by step.
Wang Youdao appeared directly in the sky, and he threw the Poison Spirit Bead that he had condensed in one hand.
"call out!"
Just when the Poison Spirit Pearl was about to hit Han Jincheng, a palm print appeared and blocked Han Jincheng's face.
"bump!"
The Poison Spirit Pearl collided with the palm print, the energy spread, the poison gas took off, and the palm print disappeared.
At this time, some of the energy cannot be suppressed by divine consciousness and spreads in all directions.
A large amount of black gas, accompanied by the diffusion of energy, enveloped the surrounding air.
"The Tyrant Palm!"
"Wang Youdao!"
A monk wearing blue robes appeared in the air, with a solemn face and a look of fear in his eyes.
Wang Youdao also saw that this palm print was the Tianxing Sect's Tyrant Palm, which was very domineering and extremely powerful.
The blue-robed monk also recognized Wang Youdao and said his name.
Han Jincheng's expression on the side was heavy. He had never suffered such a big loss since Han Jincheng was taken away by the descendants of the Danshen Sect.
Although Wang Youdao was suspected of a sneak attack, the attack with the thin needle was very powerful.
His sword energy, palm seals, flying swords and Tyrant Palm's attacks were overwhelming. This power was not something that ordinary Yuanying first-level monks could achieve.
This kind of attack, even if Wang Youdao is not a sneak attack, he may not be Wang Youdao's opponent in a head-on confrontation.
What he didn't know was that Wang Youdao was a purple elixir monk, and when he transformed into an infant, he achieved an eight-inch Nascent Soul.
Although he is also very powerful, he is currently only a seven-inch Nascent Soul.
It's not that he wasn't strong in his previous life, but that Han Jincheng's own strength only ended here.
When he seized the body, he was already at the ninth level of the Golden Core, and the foundation had been laid.
If he hadn't possessed the memory of the Dan Shen Sect and condensed his entire body again to slow down the time of this infant's transformation, he wouldn't have been able to reach the seven-inch Nascent Soul.
What he didn't even know was that Wang Youdao was not only a black poisonous spirit body, but more importantly, the poisonous needle in his hand was not comparable to that of a spiritual treasure.
When I was in the golden elixir stage before, I would always make meritorious deeds, which could almost be said to be the golden elixir stage.
Facing the Ice Flame Dragon and the Golden Pill of the Tianxing Sect, it was a killing spree. There were dozens of Golden Pill cultivators who fell in his hands. Those whose realms were higher than his, and those who were lower than his.
Now that he has transformed into an infant, his control over the poisonous needle is even stronger than before.
"If you leave now, I can forget about it, but if you continue to pester me, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Wang Youdao said to Han Jincheng in front of him that they currently only have three Jindan monks, and the Wang family camp currently has four Nascent Soul Lords.
It's just that Situ was in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, and his strength was much higher than the others.
"You only gained the upper hand because of a sneak attack. Now you are alone. Do you think you will be a match for the two of us?"
After Han Jincheng finished speaking, he raised the flying sword in his hand and attacked in the direction of Wang Youdao.
The blue-robed monk behind him also followed closely behind, and immediately followed up, forming a one versus two situation.
Wang Youdao directly threw out a poisonous spirit bead, his hands changed, and a large number of
The palm prints appeared in the air, extremely dark.
"bump!"
When the poison spirit bead appeared, another huge handprint appeared, blocking the front, colliding with the poison spirit bead, and exploding directly.
Violent noises resounded through the sky, and a large amount of black gas spread toward the surroundings. The blackness around them was even richer than before.
"Thousand Poison Palms!"
The large number of palm prints, like rain, came towards the two of them after the Poison Spirit Pearl exploded.
During the flight, the palm print continued to absorb the surrounding black gas, and the palm print became much stronger than before.
It is still the Thousand Poison Palm and has not yet reached the level of the Ten Thousand Poison Palm.
Although Wang Youdao has been practicing the Thousand Poison Palm on the edge of the Black Snake Sea for these years, he still has not absorbed ten thousand poisons.
This is mainly due to the fact that many toxicities are similar and have not been condensed by Wang Youdao.
If it really reaches the level of Ten Thousand Poison Palm, its power will be even greater now.
A thousand poisons are the Thousand Poison Palm, and nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine poisons are still the Thousand Poison Palm.
Han Jincheng used the flying sword in his hand, and the blue-robed monk used the overbearing palm, but they were also constantly clashing.
This caused the poisonous gas around to become stronger and stronger.
If the fight continued like this, Han Jincheng knew that the two of him might be tortured to death by Wang Youdao.
After all, Wang Youdao is a poison cultivator and can fight for a long time. The poisonous gas around him can be used repeatedly by him.
But their Ying Yuan cannot do this.
This is also Wang Youdao's weakness. In a long-term battle, even the third level of Nascent Soul may not be his opponent, but his explosive power is somewhat insufficient.
However, once the Ten Thousand Poison Palms take shape, or continue to absorb poisons, reaching one hundred thousand or one million types, the explosive power will continue to increase, which is much higher than the growth of the Poison Spirit Pearl.
At this time, Han Jincheng directly swallowed a pill, and kept waving the flying sword in his hand. The yellow light shone brightly, like a Buddha, with the sword light, covering the surrounding area.
In sharp contrast to the black gas around him, it seemed that he was righteous, while Wang Youdao was like an evil cultivator.
The yellow light continued to be released, and then absorbed all the yellow light and sword light around it. The flying sword came towards Wang Youdao at an extremely fast speed.
"when!"
As the clanging sound rang out, a large number of Thousand Poison Palms collided with the flying sword, like moths flying into the flame, almost breaking upon contact.
Just when it was about to get closer, the Thousand Poison Palm disappeared, and a thin needle headed towards the flying sword.
"when!"
There was only a "dang" sound, and a large amount of yellow energy seemed to be uncontrollable and unable to be suppressed by the divine consciousness. It was directly released and spread towards the surroundings.
At this time, the thin needle was also knocked out.
"call out!"
The yellow sword passed directly through Wang Youdao's body. The blue-robed monk smiled, but Han Jincheng's face became even more ugly.
The Huang Jian went in another direction again, and at the moment Wang Youdao appeared, the Huang Jian struck again.
Only then did the blue-robed monk realize that it was just Wang Youdao's shadow. In fact, Wang Youdao had disappeared. The speed of movement exceeded his imagination.
"when!"
The poisonous needle attacked again and collided with the yellow sword. The poisonous needle was knocked away again, absorbing the surrounding poisonous gas as it flew.
"Ancestor, help me resist!"
Wang Youdao said to Patriarch Nangong, who waved the flying sword in his hand, forming a red bird and heading towards the yellow light.
"bump!"
The yellow light collided with Suzaku's mouth, directly erupting with astonishing energy, and the surrounding poisonous gas was swept away.
Wang Youdao changed gestures with his hands, and a large amount of poisonous gas was absorbed by the poisonous needle, like an embroidery needle, constantly shuttling around.
Situ’s sword light, Han Jincheng’s flying sword
, the palm prints of the blue-robed monk were all covered by the poisonous needles.
"Dang Dang!"
Along with the clanging sound, after Huang Jian and Suzaku collided, a large amount of poisonous gas appeared again, all of which were released from the poisonous needle.
The poisonous gas appeared all around again. Wang Youdao felt like a fish in water in the poisonous gas. He moved faster and the poisonous needle attacked faster.
He himself continued to release poisonous gas, just like forming a field. Even if Situ was in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, it would still be enveloped.
Ancestor Nangong, Wang Changsheng and Du Xiankun formed three barriers to resist the attacks in front, allowing Wang Youdao's poisonous needle to use its thread, and from time to time there would be attacks from the three of them.
For a while, a deadlock formed between the two sides.
If Wang Youdao were to use his personal strength to deal with Han Jincheng and the blue-robed monk, as long as Han Jincheng exerted his full strength and did not give Wang Youdao a chance to delay, Wang Youdao would really not be his opponent. After all, Han Jincheng was not bad either.
But if there is a group battle, then you can give full play to the poisonous gas field, Wang Youdao's Thousand Poison Palm, Poison Spirit Pearl, and this powerful attack that goes through the needle.
As a poison cultivator, Wang Youdao is a natural cultivator who fights in groups. To fight alone, he needs to make his poison palm more powerful. Otherwise, he will only be the best among the same level, relying on the strength of the Nascent Soul. , and that perverted toxicity.
It is really impossible to use the Yin Yang Divine Palm like Wang Youcheng to cause a huge explosion.
This resulted in a deadlock, and the biggest contributor was Wang Youdao, who formed the main force of the Wang family camp.
His role is no less powerful than that of Situ in the Tianxing Sect.
The battle between the two sides lasted for an hour, and Wang Youjin looked down with fear.
A long knife streaked across the sky, forming a long knife that split the sky, heading directly in the direction of Wang Youdao.
All the Nascent Soul Lord, including the monks under the Wang family, looked at the long sword in the sky with surprised expressions.
This is like the power of heaven and earth, it is too powerful and exceeds everyone's understanding.
