Zhutian Xianwu Editor

It is regarded as the first response to its so-called righteous alliance.

Wang Cheng wanted to do this a long time ago after copying these polite Orthodox sects. It's just that the former Eastern hierarch didn't have much directorship and seemed to be not interested in these things. Naturally, they would not make their own claims.

He didn't expect that the newly appointed Guangming Zuo envoy would be so resolute and resolute. This method really conformed to their sacred behavior style.

Some of the other elders like to attack and show domineering methods. Wang Cheng cherishes his brothers. He doesn't like the unnecessary casualties, so he chose the night attack.

Wang Cheng was calm and didn't think there was any omission in this matter. Hugh said that people in the Orthodox Church ran away when they saw him. Even if the shit Qiankun was still alive, he was not at all shocked, not to mention that Kunlun Sword Sect was left. A bunch of old and weak.

Without him, the congregation under his hand is enough to kill this.

It's as simple as destroying the old nest of the Hengshan School.

This time, however, the sky did not follow his wishes, and went wrong.

"kill!"

The silent and silent Kunlun Sword Sect suddenly burst into a loud roar.

Then the sound of weapons crashing, insults, and screams were endless.

"Asshole!"

Wang Cheng's complexion changed, and his figure quickly turned into an arrow. He rushed through several door walls, but saw a large number of figures carrying swords, electric shots from the dark houses, and lethal cold light shot towards Demon cultists.

The many cultists who had poured in before were caught by a large number of hidden weapons, and suddenly suffered casualties. Even if they were not dead, they felt weak, and they cursed vile and shameless loudly, and even smeared poison on the hidden weapons.

When Wang Cheng arrived, more than a dozen demon cultists had been killed, and at the same time, there were huge movements in the direction of several other incense leaders.

This Kunlun Sword Sect instantly turned into a beast that swallowed people. Obviously, the Demon Cult was ambushed by somebody. From the appearance of its clothes, it is clear that it is not a disciple of the Kunlun Sword Sect. You don't need to guess and know that it is from other righteous alliances. people.

The other party not only counted that they were going to attack the Kunlun Sword Sect, but even had time to make it so accurate. Otherwise, the only possibility that they would prepare for an ambush was that their action was exposed. Wang Cheng wanted to do so, and his scalp was suddenly numb.

Obviously, the Righteous Path League had already calculated it, and must be fully prepared, waiting for them to sit in the urn, fearing that it would be difficult to get out.

Seeing another demon cult cultivator die under the siege of the right way, Wang Cheng yelled, his eyes were red, and his body was flying like thunder. He instantly crashed into the formation, like a violent wind dancing. In an instant, a dozen of right way martial artists were caught. He bombed.

No one can stop the king's figure passing by, like a murderer in the world, with mighty terror, no one dared to approach him for a while.

However, the righteous master would naturally not allow him to be so presumptuous.

laugh!

A cold light emerged from the night, like a ghost, fast and unpredictable.

"Elder, be careful!"

Wang Cheng was knocked away by a man next to him, avoiding the lethal look, but was also surpassed by sword light, and his arm was wounded and bloodied.

"Ah!" Wang Cheng cried out painfully, and when he saw the demon cult's subordinate who died for him, he turned to look at the man behind him who attacked him.

But he was surprised to find that he was a young man who was less than 30 years old.

Thinking that he is also the top master of the gods, he didn't notice half of the score in the attack. It can be seen that the ghosts and charms are extremely testable, and they can't help but feel chilled for a while.

"Boy, which school are you from?"

Tianwai Hansong left a sneer and didn't reply.

His figure flashed, and shot again at Wang Cheng, like smoke and dust, and like lightning.

That speed was a few points faster than when he killed the leader of the Hengshan faction last time.

Wang Cheng looked terrified. With this terrifying speed of attack, apart from the leader of the East Undefeated and the newly appointed Guang Zuo envoy, it was the first time he saw an outsider use it.

He hurriedly used his full strength, but found that he could not resist the opponent's ultimate move at all, and was extremely embarrassed to dodge.

Obviously the opponent's tricks are not clever, he can easily deal with countermeasures in normal times, but at this time, under the opponent's terrifying speed, his reaction and body simply can't keep up.

However, after a few breaths, Wang Cheng had hit the left with seven swords. Although he tried his best to avoid and was not hit, he was bloodied and his injuries were getting worse.

Wang Cheng was shocked in his heart: "This kid looks young and his martial arts is so high. Why hasn't he heard of this person before? I can't continue to fight with him in martial arts, otherwise he will definitely die!"

Wang Cheng was fierce in his heart. Seeing Zuo Ting pierced with another sword, as fast as before, he tried his best to avoid the key, and then ran away with his body.

Actually let that long sword pass through his body, it was really cruel.

Afterwards, Wang Cheng's true energy ran wildly, his muscles bulging, hard as iron, and he clamped the sword in his body.

Zuo Ting is young after all, and his experience in desperate fighting is definitely not as good as this group of extremely fierce Demon Cult elders.

However, he quickly sneered, grasping the hilt of the sword, and trying to control the sword, twisting the sword body from Wang Cheng's body, cutting it into several pieces.

Without thinking, Wang Cheng took advantage of Zuo Ting's stagnation, Wang Cheng's arm suddenly turned into a long afterimage, and suddenly grabbed Zuo Ting's body.

Then, a strange suction burst from his palm.

Star-attracting Dafa!

Wang Cheng looked at Zuo's stunned face, and suddenly laughed proudly: "Boy, I didn't expect it, it's your blessing to die under this star-absorbing Dafa!"

This magical technique that was previously only practisable by the cult leader was rewarded by the newly appointed Guangming Left Envoy to practice, and it was not only a high-level group, but also taught by those who have contributed to the cult.

This time made them feel dreaming and couldn't believe it.

However, because of this, some of the grievances that the Guangming Left Envoy had previously forced them to take the Three Corpse Brain Pills also dissipated, and they began to surrender willingly.

It is not difficult to explain that the incense masters under Wang Cheng were so urgent that they wanted to swallow as many people as possible within the Kunlun Sword Sect.

Feeling the pure and pure qi in his body was losing, Zuo Ting looked strange, listening to Wang Cheng's proud words, suddenly turned into a sneer.

Immediately, a more terrifying suction came from his body.

"Uh!" Wang Cheng's pride suddenly froze.

He was horrified to find that the zhenqi that he had just swallowed into his body suddenly reversed, and even the zhenqi that belonged to him in his body was also drawn back into the opponent.

There was something incredible in his eyes: "How is this possible!!"

Although Zuo Ting's practice is a simplification of the Sunflower Book, its level is absolutely higher than the original Star-absorbing Dafa, and it also solves the defects of the Star-absorbing Dafa.

Compared with Wang Cheng's short time in practicing the Star-absorbing Dafa, and the heterogeneous qi in his body is like a rootless Ping, Zuo Ting's attainments in absorption are obviously far beyond, and his deep roots are terrifying. There was a joke in front of him.

However, after a few breaths, Wang Cheng used the Star Absorption Dafa to swallow all the other people's heterogeneous zhenqi before Zuo Ting, and he made a wedding dress for nothing.

At this time, Wang Cheng seemed to have broken all his bones, his body was weak and weak, like a soft creature, his eyes were staring, and his eyes were endlessly blank and unwilling.

Zuo Ting pulled out the long sword left in Wang Cheng's body, and the blood flowed faster.