"interesting!"

When the Duduo sword fell, Zhang Xin looked around and found that Wang Hen's man and sword were gone.

And these four directions were filled with rich white mist. Even if he had a strong eye, it would be difficult to see thirty feet away.

But after seeing this scene, Zhang Xin raised the corner of his lips slightly, and instead smiled: "Is this the illusion of Kongjian Sect? You have learned it pretty well."

At this time, the golden spirit bracelet on his right hand had already shined with aura. However, his five-type lightning shapes did not take shape as he expected.

Only when it was one tenth, Zhang Xin felt something was wrong and took the initiative to stop.

"You were surprised?"

Wang Hen's voice sounded from all directions again: "I know that your entry-level test in Qianye Gorge is invincible by a golden spiritual warrior. So I specially prepared some tricks for you. For others, this technique is probably useless, but it must be effective for you Zhang Xin!"

When Zhang Xin heard this, he smiled and said nothing. He was alone and the wind swept across the surrounding water vapor, blowing away the surrounding water vapor.

The reason why his five-type lightning type failed to take shape smoothly is that these mists contain countless metal powders.

This should be a combination of water mist technique and gold-based magic magic. As the name suggests, the former can be used to perform illusions, or to directly kill enemies. The latter is used to identify those hidden techniques and lightning-proof spells. Through a large amount of dispersed metal powder, the opponent cannot escape and even guide lightning.

But these two techniques were transformed by Wang Hen to prevent his golden spirit power from taking shape.

It has to be said that the other party has indeed seen through the weaknesses of his spiritual skills. The structure of the Five Lightning Types is so sophisticated that the requirements for the structure are extremely strict. A slight mistake will lead to a major change in the material. The summoned golden spirit powerhouse will only have its own shape, and the combat power is difficult to match the true Five Lightning Types.

And these water vapor and metal dust are all the things that the five types of lightning are the most afraid of.

However, this is also a trick. If it is a blood hunter or a fight, it is impossible for him to summon the golden spirit powerhouse at the moment of the war.

But during this gambling battle, this method is just right.

"I still want to use wind?"

The Wang Hen sneered coldly again: "Do you think I can't think of it?"

Suddenly, a strong wind swept across the four sides, hedging against the wind power caused by Zhang Xin. In just a moment, a whirlpool tornado was formed in this airspace. This not only failed to spread the mist, but instead made the mist around Zhang Xin even more intense, covering Zhang Xin's entire body.

Wang Hen's sword shadow finally appeared again at this moment! Hiding in the strong wind and approaching the closest distance, a strong light suddenly burst out! In an instant, it was divided into two, two into four, and countless differentiation. For a time, hundreds of sword lights formed by water vapor and ice ridges slashed towards Zhang Xin from all directions. All the sword lights were sharp and sharp.

But Zhang Xin had no intention of dodging at all. He was like a stone statue, standing in place. The next moment, countless sparks burst out around Zhang Xin.

Wang Hen, who was hidden in the mist, also noticed something was wrong and frowned.

He could feel that Zhang Xin's figure was indeed there! The soul energy he locked in had never left that position from beginning to end.

But when his sword lights hit, it seemed to have slashed into the metal and stone, making waves of clanging sounds.

At the same time, Wang Hen felt a chill all over his body, and there were dangers in the spiritual platform.

After only one sixty-tenths of the fingers, a huge force came from behind him! Almost instinct, Wang Hen's figure instantly began to fog, but as soon as the spiritual technique began, Wang Hen's expression changed drastically again.

"Little Tiangang Thunder Ban!"

What shocked him even more was that when did Zhang Xin avoid his spiritual sense and leave his original place? How did he find his direction from the mist covering five hundred feet in a radius? Common sense, this person's spiritual sense should have been blinded by his own illusion!

The next moment, there was a "boom" behind him. Zhang Xin's domineering sword suddenly hit a shield-shaped spiritual treasure and had to bounce back. However, the sharp sword power was not resolved. The spiritual shield trembled and wailed, and the remaining power penetrated into Wang Hen's body, which was almost unprepared, causing him to vomit blood.

"Is this the level of having experienced two blood hunts? It seems that's not the case!"

Just as the word "two" sounds came out, Zhang Xin's autumn water knife also slashed out from the thick fog. He almost brushed through Wang Hen's neck and slashed on his shoulder blades. There was another crisp sound, and blood splattered everywhere!

It was not until this time that Wang Hen used his own battle realm and magic weapon to successfully perform the atomization technique under the interference of the Little Tiangang Thunder Ban. At this time, there was a large mass of water vapor, sweeping across the four sides under the strong wind, making it difficult to tell the truth.

But what Wang He couldn't believe was that just as his figure was gathering, Zhang Xin's laughter sounded behind him again.

"It's ridiculous that I still have some expectations for you, the so-called demon of the empty sword. Unfortunately, I am smart! Isn't it stupid to use the water mist technique and the golden dust technique in front of me?"

It was the "Autumn Water Knife" that slashed from the fog without warning and was almost blocked by Wang Hen's spiritual shield. His spiritual sword Ice Condensation, and in this instant, he confronted the exaggerated horizontal sword more than ten times. But then when several wind slashes in the fog hit, Wang Hen's shoulders suddenly burst into blood.

Wang Hen slipped back more than twenty feet in the thick fog, gasping rapidly, and a beast-like green light appeared in his eyes.

He discovered that the "Zhang Xin" a hundred feet away had already become a metal portrait with no life.

The real Zhang Xin, Wang Hen, could not sense his trace at all. This mist that he had drawn was used by his opponent, almost perfectly covering his figure and hiding his traces.

In addition, Zhang Xin's cultivation level of the battle realm also prevented him from gaining any advantage. It should be better to pay attention to the third battle realm first, but because of this, the human thunder spirit technique has reached an extremely high level and has initially mastered the thunder battle realm. Therefore, both the reaction power and the speed of the spiritual art are not inferior to him.

And the "Little Tiangang Thunder Ban" made his magic extremely difficult!

thunder?

Wang Hen's mood was slightly calmed down, and he finally realized the reason. When he saw a little shock in his eyes, he was even more filled with regret.

At this moment, Zhang Xin's long sword Qiu Shui once again penetrated his eyes from the void!

"You still dare to be more aggressive!"

Wang Hen shouted like a spring thunder, causing the surrounding water vapor to dissipate. And then the person who fought against the autumn water sword was not the spiritual shield, but the huge iron fist of a steel golem!

But in front of him, Zhang Xin, who showed his figure again, sighed with an extremely lonely sigh.

"Today's battle ends here! I really don't know when I can have a fair enemy?"

Wang Hen frowned slightly, and at first he was a little puzzled, but when a harsh metal trembling sound came from behind him, there was no trace of blood on his face.

A large halberd came from behind and split his golden spirit into two like a broken rotten wood. After that, the remaining momentum was still not over. The shrill halberd light swept forward with a thunderous thunder.

Zhang Xin on the opposite side not only completed the construction of this golden spiritual power man in addition to his perception! He also made this giant sneak into his rear quietly!

At this time, Wang Hen could clearly feel the blade light coming closer and closer behind him, which not only made him stand up, but also instinctively let out a roar like a trapped beast. The spirit shield moved behind him like a phantom, and his body also "fogged" again at this moment.

But the first thing that came was not the halberd behind, but a sword light that looked like a shadow!

"I just realized it now? It's too late! The dragon slashes over the sea, get it up!"

Amid Zhang Xin's laughter, the sword force, driven by the strong wind and thunder, flew past Wang Hen's neck like a phantom from three feet away. Then blood light burst out and his head flew!

Then the steel halberd also slashed across the sky, and in a moment, he shook Wang Hen's head into minced meat powder.

Zhang Xin didn't even look at it, and with a lever of spiritual skills in his right hand, he put two swords into the sheath. Then he carried his hands on his back, his eyes were unruly, and he looked at the Bai Emperor's son with disdain.

Only this one Wang Hen is far from being able to test his reality. Even as an abandoned son, this person is not qualified!

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When Wang Hen died, all the seventeen observation decks around him were silent as if they were dead!

At this time, there were less than two hundred breaths before Bai Dizi used the Taixu Tianshou Talisman. People on the observation deck everywhere were either filled with righteous indignation or worried about Zhang Xin's life and death. Almost no one thought that this person could survive until the moment the obstacles in the void collapsed.

But just when everyone was still restless and talking about Zhang Xin being reckless and Emperor Bai was not in good intentions, the king hatred was already dead!

Many disciples of the Sun and Moon Xuan Sect didn't understand what was going on, and they looked at the platform in confusion.

After a long time, these seventeen observation decks were noisy again.

"Is this dead?"

"No way? Isn't that Wang Hen, known as the demon of the Sky Sword? He is in line with the four prides and six saints of our Sun and Moon Xuan Sect?"

"So fast! How long has it been? I'm afraid that I can't breathe even 123 people?"

"So, I also heard that guy is in Qianye Gorge, claiming to have never had a ten-match enemy under the sword. It turns out that he is really not a brag? Even a person like Wang Hen is not an enemy of his three-match."

"It should be restrained! The gap is not as big as we see, but this person's strength is already terrifying enough!"

"I heard that the quality of the Qianyexia entrance examination this time is far higher than in previous years. It is said that it is a Tianzhu level genius, with only nine people, but only Zhang Xin is the leader among the many disciples."

"Indeed! I heard that this man not only captured the five-level treasures of Emperor Liujiye, but also swept the hunting groups of various families by him, leaving the psychic genius without any rivals. Even the Divine Thunder genius who had almost no opponents was not as glorious as him."
Chapter completed!