Cultivation of true medicine and saints in the city

Chapter 1091 Strange

Blood gushed out of Wang Jian's mouth, his face seemed to be made of gold, and his body was crumbling. A group of guards surrounded him, but when he saw the scene just now, Wang Jian sent a few guards flying with his gestures. The group of guards only dared to surround him.

Dare not make the slightest move.

"is it?"

Hearing Wen Chongran's words, Wang Jian smiled, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand, then looked at the back of his hand, and said to Wen Chongran: "I also think you underestimate me."

"Hahaha!"

Wen Chongran was startled for a moment, then laughed out loud, and said proudly, "You think you can be my opponent by burning your potential? You are really ridiculous."

Immediately, he changed the subject and said: "For a practitioner of your level, I can easily kill you with one hand. Even if you burn your potential, it can't change anything. It depends on your age. It is not easy to cultivate to the realm of Yin-Yang realm, it is your limit, one can imagine, what potential do you have, can you burn it? What a joke!"

indeed.

Even if it is burning potential, it also depends on one's own aptitude. This is like an ordinary person. Even if his potential is squeezed out, the ability he can unleash is definitely not as powerful as the burning potential of a practitioner in the Qi Refining Realm.

The reasoning between the two is the same.

"is it?"

When Wang Jian heard Wen Chongran's sarcasm, he didn't react at all, he just said lightly: "I don't think so." At the same time as the words fell, the aura emanating from his body suddenly rose again.

Boom.

Within a few meters around Wang Jian, it was as if a gust of wind suddenly emerged from the flat ground. The group of guards surrounding him who were waiting for an opportunity to attack him were instantly blown away by this extremely powerful breath. .

"Ok?"

Wen Chongran's pupils shrank slightly, a trace of surprise flashed across his face, and he thought to himself, what's going on!
He clearly noticed that the strength of Wang Jian's aura at this moment has actually risen to the level of a practitioner at the third level of the Yin-Yang Realm!

From the very beginning, Wen Chongran pressed Wang Jian and Liu Xiaotong into the city wall with just one finger. He had already figured out the level of Wang Jian's cultivation at that time, but it was only at the first level of the Yin-Yang realm. It's just a practitioner of the realm, that's why he said such arrogant words.

However, Wang Jian suddenly burned his potential and broke free from his hand. Wen Chongran was just a little surprised. Now, Wang Jian can further burn his potential and improve his cultivation.

This is really the first time Wen Chongran has seen this situation!
Practitioners can actually burn their potential again?Besides, Wang Jian doesn't look like someone with potential!
"Ah ah ah..."

Wang Jian let out a roar. At this moment, the spiritual energy in his body was flowing rapidly. In the depths of the sea of ​​energy, there seemed to be a "spiritual energy source", which continuously provided him with strength and strengthened his spiritual energy.

The ever-increasing aura made Wang Jian feel that his whole body was filled with endless power. The strength of this power gave him the illusion that he could tear apart mountains and cut off rivers!

Even worse.

This continuous spiritual energy made Wang Jian have to find a vent as soon as possible, otherwise, the continuous spiritual energy in his body would tear him to pieces.

He stomped his foot on the ground, and there was a bang within a few meters. With Wang Jian as the center, the surrounding ground suddenly sank more than one meter deep, and a large pit appeared.

the next moment.

Wang Jian's body appeared in front of Wen Chongran, and he punched Wen Chongran!
Bang bang bang!
Before the punch arrived, there was already a series of explosion sounds in the air, as if a balloon was being stepped on.

The vitality of the surrounding world was shaking violently following Wang Jian's punch.

"strangeness."

A flash of light flashed in Wen Chongran's eyes, and he stretched out a hand in a leisurely manner, and in an instant, it accurately blocked Wang Jian's fist.

Boom.

The surrounding soil suddenly burst open!

For a moment, the dirt was flying all over the sky, Wang Jian's punch was stopped by Wen Chongran with ease.

One point out!
The whistling sound suddenly sounded, extremely sharp, as if someone was whistling!

An extremely thick spiritual energy was compressed to the extreme by Wang Jian, and suddenly emerged from his fingers like a sharp sword.

It seemed that a silver gun suddenly appeared on his finger.

Wen Chongran's body flickered slightly, as if standing in place, and then seemed to dodge for a while.

This spiritual energy suddenly passed by Wen Chongran's side, tens of meters away, the guards that kept pouring into Black Sea City let out several miserable screams.

At least dozens of people were pierced by Wang Jian's spiritual energy, and a blood hole the size of a bowl exploded on their bodies.

After Wen Chongran dodged, he did not attack, and continued to observe Wang Jian's actions. Wang Jian's complexion was golden, and under the sunlight, it seemed to be reflecting light. He looked like crazy, punching, kicking, pointing Poking the palm and chopping, with every movement of the hand, the aura flew all over the sky, whistling vertically and horizontally, within a radius of tens of meters, none of the guards survived, and they were all killed by the overflowing aura emitted by Wang Jian when he attacked.

The ravines and ravines criss-crossed the land, as if they had been trampled by thousands of troops and horses. From a distance, it seemed that it was not two people fighting, but tens of thousands of people were fighting a big battle.

When the guards in the distance saw this horrific scene, they all scrambled and crawled in fright, staying away from Wang Jian and Wen Chongran's surroundings, for fear of accidentally being accidentally injured and losing their lives!

"...Interesting, interesting!"

Although every move of Wang Jian was terrifying and powerful, Wen Chongran didn't seem to pay attention to it, and he dodged around Wang Jian in his spare time. He was like a fallen leaf, flying up and down in the strong wind, Floating with the wind, no matter how fierce the wind is, there is nothing to do with him.

"What kind of mysterious magic did you use?"

Wen Chongran's gait was erratic, left and right, front and back, appearing next to Wang Jian, and occasionally he would reach out to block it. Most of the time, he looked at Wang Jian with a "study and observation" gaze, curious He asked: "With your cultivation base, you shouldn't be able to stimulate such a powerful potential, right?"

"Humph!"

Wang Jian snorted coldly when he heard the words, and he also understood that even if an inexplicable force suddenly appeared in his body, causing his cultivation base to increase instantly, there was still a huge gap between him and Wen Chongran, making He did not pose any threat to Wen Chongran at all.

but.

From start to finish.

In fact, Wang Jian never thought that with his strength, he could defeat Wen Chongran. He just thought that he could delay as long as possible for a second, so as to give Elizabeth and Luo Yun time to escape.

Seeing Wang Jian not saying a word, only caring about desperately fighting with himself like crazy, Wen Chongran frowned slightly, and raised his voice slightly and said: "Answer me."

"Why should I tell you?"

Wang Jian opened his mouth to speak, and every time he said a word, he spurted out a stream of blood, which looked very frightening.

"Hmph, I'm just playing with you. Do you think I can't guess your plan?"

Wen Chongran's eyes narrowed. At this time, Wang Jian punched. This time, Wen Chongran didn't choose to dodge. He stood where he was, and also punched Wang Jian simply.

boom!
The moment the two fists met, there was a burst of vitality in the surrounding world, and then, Wang Jian spat out blood, as if being hit head-on by a high-speed train, and flew backwards like a meteor.

Wen Chongran's body flashed in place and disappeared instantly.

The next moment, Wen Chongran caught up with Wang Jian who was flying upside down at an even faster speed, stretched out his hand, grabbed Wang Jian's ankle, sneered, lifted him up easily, and smashed him hard to the ground.

Bang it.

Wang Jian sank deeply into the ground.

Wen Chongran fell down, looked at the struggling Wang Jian, stepped on him, and there was a clicking sound.

Wang Jian's body shook violently, at least half of his bones were crushed by Wen Chongran's foot!
"I'm only using half my strength."

Wen Chongran was condescending, looked down at Wang Jian who was spitting blood, and said with a sneer, "Do you understand?"

The violent and surging breath in Wang Jian's body finally calmed down. At this moment, he suddenly understood why he had that power before.

This violent and raging aura was the aroma that he smelt in that mysterious grotto when he first entered the ancient world.

At that time, Wang Jian's cultivation was also improved after refining the fragrance, but in fact, he did not completely refine the fragrance.

There is still a ray of fragrance hidden in his body, and just now, when Wang Jian was burning his potential, that ray of fragrance was also aroused and turned into a steady stream of aura, which made Wang Jian's cultivation soar instantly!
but.

In front of Wen Chongran, who was at the fifth level of the Yin-Yang Realm, he was still useless.

"you're good."

Wang Jian noticed that the power in his body was constantly passing away, he suddenly felt very tired, he just wanted to close his eyes and have a rest, he tried his best to cheer up, looked at Wen Chongran who was looking down on him from a high place, and said with a sneer : "So what? It's just that my Master Zhao is not here, and he hasn't come back. If he comes back, then the person lying on the ground will be you."

"Uncle Zhao?"

Wen Chongran frowned slightly when he heard the words, and said thoughtfully: "It seems that you still have someone to hide?"

"Yes."

Wang Jian chuckled and said, "When my uncle Zhao comes back, you will be dead!"

"is it?"

Wen Chongran curled his lips in disdain, and said with a sneer: "You say that, but I'm a little curious. I want to see what kind of abilities this Uncle Zhao you mentioned is capable of!"

"Don't worry, you'll see."

Wang Jian coughed up a mouthful of blood, and his golden complexion gradually changed, starting to turn white.

It was pale without a trace of blood.

(End of this chapter)