The spring sun is warm with a hint of coldness left by the deep winter.

In the sky above Wushuang City, a middle-aged woman, a powerful man in the heavenly level, did not fly into the depths of the clouds to isolate everyone's sight.

Because she wanted everyone to see herself killing this arrogant disciple named Wang Le from Nanhuaguan.

In addition to her belief that she was humiliated by this ant and that she must be killed, the fundamental purpose is to make the entire martial arts world regain the awe of Cihang Jingzhai.

In short, it is to kill the chicken to scare the monkey.

At this time, Wang Le was suspended not far from the middle-aged woman, with a gap of about a hundred meters.

This distance seems a bit far, but for the middle-aged woman who has achieved the Heavenly Level and Wang Le, who has crossed the level to kill the early stage of the Heavenly Level, it is just a distance that is just a blink of an eye.

"No matter how powerful this Wang Le is, he is just a disciple of Nanhuaguan, a second- and third-rate power. If you want to defeat the heavenly powerhouse from the hidden Taoist rank Cihang Jingzhai, I don't know if it's stupid or a madman."

"There is only one emperor. Could this Wang Le also want to cross the level to kill the powerful man in the heavenly level? Stop dreaming!"

"So young, it's a rare martial arts genius. It's a pity that I'm going to fall into the hands of a powerful man in the heavenly level today. If I can survive, my martial arts achievements will definitely be very high in the future."

………

There were many discussions in every corner of Wushuang City, and of course the protagonist was Wang Le floating above Wushuang City.

The content of his discussion expressed pessimism to Wang Le.

Because of such a young Wang Le, although he was gifted and achieved the realm of martial arts, he was still vulnerable to the powerful in the heavenly level. Especially the middle-aged woman who confronted him, came from the hidden Taoist dynasty Cihang Jingzhai, who was destined to be an ordinary heavenly level master, with the strongest strength and many means, which was simply unimaginable.

Simply put, no matter from which perspective, Wang Le is dead today, and there is no possibility of survival or survival.

Although last night, the guy named Emperor killed the powerful man Song Hongjiang, a powerful man in the heavenly level with his ground level cultivation level, completing a jaw-dropping and incredible miracle.

But if miracles are born one after another, can they still be called miracles?

Obviously not.

So no one believes the miracle of last night will happen again today.

Of course, there are always people who believe that Wang Le can kill a middle-aged woman who has achieved the heavenly rank.

For example, Hai Wuya’s master and disciple, because only they know that the person who calls himself emperor is Wang Le.

Some people are also in the middle of believing and not believing, or to be more precise, lack of confidence.

For example, Yuxuan, the concubine of Cihang Jingzhai, was better known to Wang Le than her at the scene. After all, she was the defeated general of the other party.

Although it has been more than a month since his last defeat by Wang Le, whenever he thinks of Wang Le's strong combat power and suppression of himself during his strong attack, Fei Yuxuan will inevitably feel despair from the bottom of her heart, and all her pride is ruthlessly crushed.

In addition to the fact that Wang Le's strong combat power made Fei Yuxuan feel lacking confidence, the most important thing is whether the artifact butterfly was carried by Wang Le.

Fei Yuxuan will never forget that when the artifact butterfly was born, if it weren't for the rescue of Master Zhui Xi at the critical moment of life and death, she would have fallen in Nanhuaguan like Master Li Chai, and would not even be left with a scum.

Of course, until now, Fei Yuxuan can't figure out that Wang Le can only use the power of a magical weapon even though he only has the ground level cultivation level.

Now Fei Yuxuan only hopes that even if Wang Le is brought by her, she will not be able to successfully display it like last time.

Thinking of this, Fei Yuxuan's fair melon-shaped face turned whiter without a trace of blood, and her palms hidden in her sleeves were sweaty.

"Uncle Lifeng must win!" Fei Yuxuan murmured, and at the same time she said with murderous intent in her heart: "You must kill him!"

At this time, a middle-aged woman floating high in Wushuang City and called Uncle Lifeng by Fei Yuxuan, looked at Wang Le with a cold expression and said, "You are dead."

He saw Wang Le floating on the opposite side with a disdainful response, but sighed in his heart: "Although he won the battle last night, he was injured very much, so he had to fight."

There is no need to ask how to fight. Of course, it is to use the artifact butterfly to directly kill the female nun from Cihang Jingzhai opposite.

As his thoughts changed, Wang Le took out the artifact butterfly from the magic eye space without hesitation, and then injected the magic power that had just recovered from his dantian into the artifact butterfly.

If it was more than a month, Wang Le would only be sucked by the artifact butterflies and would not be able to bear the burden at all, but it is obviously different now.

In the flash of lightning, the butterfly, a magical artifact that crazily absorbed the magic power in Wang Le's Dantian, seemed to be resurrected. Then a huge butterfly phantom appeared above his head, instantly covering the sun in the sky.

At this moment, the hearts of the entire Wushuang City were throbbing. Regardless of the level of cultivation, everyone's soul seemed to be completely suppressed, and there was an indescribable awe from the bottom of their hearts.

Not to mention the person involved Li Feng, who was locked by the artifact butterfly, had a trembling face and changed drastically, and his murderous intent towards Wang Le reached its peak.

Because when Wang Le threw out the victory and defeat from the beginning, Li Feng clearly understood that if he did not kill the other party as soon as possible, then he would be the only one who died.

And at this clear and clear moment, it was too late, because Wang Le also understood this truth, that is, if he did not kill the other party at the first time, then he would only die.

Because the attack of the artifact butterfly had absorbed all the magic power that was not much in his dantian, and he could not make a second attack at all.

At that time, when Li Feng took out the flying sword, the natal magic weapon hidden in the dantian, transformed into a black light and passed through the distance between the two sides, the huge butterfly shadow covering the sky slammed the wings.

Then, in the eyes of thousands of people, the black light transformed from the pear phoenix was submerged, and then the huge butterfly shadow disappeared, and the black light naturally disappeared.

At this moment, although the people of Wushuang City saw the whole process clearly, when they recalled it, they only saw the opening and the end, and there was a blank space in the middle, and they could not remember it.

It was as if the butterfly shadow pierced through the void and swallowed the pear phoenix. This fleeting process was drawn by an invisible big hand.

Although the whole process is so short that it can be ignored, it is time after all.

At this moment, the whole Wushuang City was silent, as if it had become a abandoned city, leaving only the spring breeze slowly flowing in the suffocating air.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!