Wandering the Heavens: Becoming a Killer

The battle was over, but the battle was over.

"I told myself a fortune, it's a good omen, a moth to a flame, go for it, Taoist Wang."

"Kun, the Earth River Cart."

Although the sorcerer went with the flow, Zhuge Qing wanted an answer, even if it was a failure.

Earth spikes suddenly appeared on Wang Ye's feet.

However, Wang did not dodge as before, and also used the Earth River Cart, which was bigger than Zhuge Qing's, and could even chase like a giant python.

"Li, Chi Lian."

Zhuge Qing summoned a large ball of flames.

"Xun, Xiangtan Merit."

Wang Ye actually summoned a large number of wooden blocks to resist, and the flames were completely unable to break through the blockade of the wooden blocks.

Zhuge Qing was stunned for a moment. Qimen Dunjia, no matter how it changes, cannot fail to follow the principle of life and death.

"Zhuge Qing, what do you think? Just stop now. Haven't you seen your own hexagram?"

Wang Ye still wanted to persuade Zhuge Qing to admit defeat.

Zhuge Qing did not admit defeat. Failure is not terrible, but not knowing why he failed is more terrible for a sorcerer than losing his dignity.

Zhuge Qing went all out and used the Qimen Xianxiang mental method. His eyes, which had been squinting, finally opened wide.

He had to find the truth.

This mental method can allow the user to get closer to the essence of things, so that he can see Wang Ye's methods clearly.

"Come on, Taoist Wang, let me see what the truth is?"

Zhuge Qing attacked again and chased Wang Ye to attack.

But Wang Ye just kept dodging.

At the moment when Zhuge Qing used the word Gen, the black glass hit Zhuge Qing's Tanzhong acupoint.

"The Tanzhong acupoint is restricted, Zhuge Qing, admit defeat."

Wang Ye said calmly.

Zhuge Qing sighed helplessly and said, "I admit defeat."

However, this was just a delaying tactic. Zhuge Qing forced divination to find out the truth.

Seeing this, Wang Ye immediately rushed over to stop him.

In the end, he was still too late. Zhuge Qing vomited blood because of divination.

Wang Ye grabbed Zhuge Qing's collar and cursed: "******"

"Forget it, you shouldn't have come. If you come, your quiet days will be over."

"You'll see."

Wang Ye still chose to give Zhuge Qing a chance to show his Fenghou Qimen.

Zhuge Qing finally understood why he lost in Wang Ye's explanation.

"Master Wang Ye, I lost. I admit defeat."

Wang Ye nodded and turned to leave.

"The winner is Wang Ye!"

Wang Lun was watching the battle on the stage and thought that the art of Qimen Dunjia was very interesting, using Qi to manipulate the changes of things.

Lu Jin and Zhang Tianshi who were watching the battle also saw Wang Ye's means.

"The dragon carried the map out of Luoshui, and the phoenix held the book in the blue clouds. Feng Hou was ordered to perform it into a text, and the Dunjia Qimen began from then on."

"Wang Lun was right about Feng Hou Qimen among the eight strange skills. Wang Ye really mastered this strange skill."

Zhang Tianshi murmured.

The next game was Feng Shayan vs. Jia Zhengliang, and it ended with Feng Shayan's tragic victory.

On the other side.

Because Wang Ye injured Zhuge Qing, Zhuge Qing's crazy fans chased Wang Ye and beat him.

And Feng Baobao also picked up his shovel and chased after Wang Ye.

Soon, Wang Lun's battle with Deng Youfu also began.

Deng Youfu is a member of the Northeast Shaman Clan, and he has Liu Kunsheng of Changbai Mountain as his spirit.

He is quite powerful.

Unfortunately, he met Wang Lun.

"I am Deng Youfu, please teach me."

Deng Youfu looked at Wang Lun cautiously. He had seen the previous matches, and he had no way to deal with Wang Lun's methods.

He could only let the spirit possess him.

"Okay, okay, I will try how powerful the spirit-binding and general-dispatching is. I will give you ten moves and give you the opportunity to show your full strength."

Wang Lun stood with his hands behind his back. He did not think much of the shaman who did not pay attention to cultivating his own Qi, but instead provided for other living beings.

Seeing this, Deng Youfu immediately let Liu Kunsheng possess him.

"I am Youfu, the third-generation descendant of the Deng family. I invite Uncle Liu."

"Possess me!"

As Deng Youfu shook his head wildly, a strong consciousness appeared in Deng Youfu's body.

"Little guy, what kind of opponent did you give me? You don't think I can beat him, do you?"

Liu Kunsheng looked at the endless Qi on Wang Lun's body and had no intention of fighting at all.

"Uncle Liu, you can't just give up. At least fight a few times and show your strength before giving up."

Deng Youfu said helplessly.

"Okay, then I'll give it a try."

Liu Kunsheng didn't dare to be careless. He used all his strength as soon as he attacked, and the black Qi rushed towards Wang Lun's body.

As expected, the black Qi dissipated and was directly assimilated by the vast amount of Qi.

"Is this a human?"

Liu Kunsheng was stunned and stood there, not knowing what to do.

"Are you scared? If you don't do it, then I will start."

Wang Lun smiled and stretched out his hand.

He whispered: "Confine the spirit!"

Liu Kunsheng felt that his spirit was completely taken away uncontrollably.

Deng Youfu also collapsed to the ground after his spirit was taken away.

"Give Uncle Liu back!"

Deng Youfu shouted. Even though Wang Lun was very strong, he was his family.

Family immortals can only trust each other after several generations of worship.

"I don't think your Uncle Liu wants to go back. After all, what can he get from being with you except for being borrowed by you?"

Wang Lun sneered.

"Let me show you what it means to arrest spirits and dispatch generals."

"Command, dispatch generals!"

Liu Kunsheng only felt that a large amount of Qi was transmitted to his spirit body, and his realm was actually improving.

Suddenly, a huge python hundreds of meters long coiled on the martial arts field.

Black Qi spread all over the sky, covering the sun in the sky, and the temperature on the field dropped to more than ten degrees.

Seeing this, everyone swallowed their saliva. What's going on? How could Liu Kunsheng's body, which was only tens of meters long, become so big? His strength has become so strong.

Among those present, I'm afraid only the old Tianshi can match him.

Deng Youfu looked at Mr. Liu who had changed so much, and immediately felt that Wang Lun was right.

"What do you think? Compared with your painstaking communication with the spirits and borrowing power, it is more important to become stronger yourself. Of course, I also understand that some people are not talented, and it is understandable to borrow the power of the spirits."

Wang Lun said softly.

Liu Kunsheng's incarnation of a big snake obediently surrounded Wang Lun, without the arrogance he had when he was with Deng Youfu.

Like a dog wagging its tail.

"I..."

Deng Youfu didn't know what to say for a moment. He wanted to let Uncle Liu come back, but he didn't know how to do it.

He could only sigh and say, "I give up."

"Winner, Wang Lun!"

Suddenly, Liu Kunsheng's spirit body also returned to a black ball and appeared in Wang Lun's hand.

Deng Youfu turned away disheartened.

"You're leaving just like that? You don't want your spirit anymore."

Wang Lun shouted.

Deng Youfu immediately turned around and responded, "Brother Wang, of course I want it, but Uncle Liu can go further with you."

Deng Youfu sighed, and the spirit-binding and general-dispatching forces were naturally antagonistic to the elves.

And Wang Lun could also enhance the strength of the elves. If he were Uncle Liu, he would not return to the Deng family.

"What are you thinking about? What's the use of a snake?"

Wang Lun threw Liu Kunsheng to Deng Youfu.

Liu Kunsheng felt that his life had gone from colorful to gray in an instant, and he knew that Wang Lun just looked down on him.

But he could only follow Deng Youfu back obediently. It was a great blessing to be able to improve his realm, and he couldn't force too much.