As Wang Lian instantly locked the trajectory of the third flash of the Immortal, the Feng Lei Sword in his hand was whistling with a roar of thunder visible to the naked eye, and slashed on the relatively slender sword of the Immortal.

"Bang!"

The air waves burst!

The true energy bursts!

A sword made the body of the Immortal, who had originally had a tide of offense and was absolutely active, suddenly paused. The huge force from Wang Lianjian brought her upcoming offensive to abruptly.

"call out!"

The next moment, a brilliant sword light burst out in front of the fantasy fairy with incredible speed. The speed of the sword was almost beyond the extreme that her eyes could capture, so that she could only judge the trajectory of the sword based on the keen five senses of the spiritual race's judging the trajectory of the sword...

Then……

Block!

This is the first time since Fantasy and Wang Lian have turned off attack to defense and blocked with a cross sword.

"Wind and Thunder!"

"Boom!"

The swords intersected, and there seemed to be a thunderous explosion in the void. The harsh sound was shocking, making several close-knit powerful people in the True Qi realm shocked them to their dizziness.

Even the Huanxian, who was so close to him, felt his brain roar and dizzy.

"not good!"

Although he was dizzy by Wang Lian's sword, Huanxian's reaction was extremely fast, and he retreated when his consciousness could still control his body.

But the thunderous power contained in Wang Lian's sword next made her petite palm burst into blood.

The swordsmen of the Spirit Clan are not good at their own strength. What they are good at is the ultimate swordsmanship and the agility that is almost insensitive. In terms of swordsmanship, Wang Lian's swordsmanship is in the realm of unity between man and nature. Even if the swordsman of the Spirit Clan has an innate advantage, Wang Lian is no less than them. As for the agility...

Under Wang Lian's high-speed thinking, their sensitive figures have been completely restrained. Even the flash technique that is known as elusive can be vaguely captured by him and dodged, let alone ordinary swordsmanship?

Previously, Wang Lian's injury had not recovered, and the Immortal was able to take the initiative with the cultivation of the true qi at the peak of the Great Zhoutian. But at present, Wang Lian's heart has a belief in destruction, his murderous intent was boiling, and his true qi was burning, and his power increased by more than 60%. Compared with the Immortal's true qi at the peak of the Great Zhoutian, the Immortal was no less powerful.

The thirty-six Swords of Fenglei were magnificent. At this time, a sword slashed the body of Huanxian with the power of thunder. Even if it was blocked by her horizontal sword, the power contained in this sword still exploded, almost shaking the sword in Huanxian's hand so hard that it flew out of its hand...

Before she could react completely, a dazzling sword light had once again filled her vision.

"Xiangang!"

"Bang!"

Secondary force!

The Fantasy Fairy, who could hardly hold the sword, could no longer stop the invasion of this force. Along with a scream, the sword mixed with blood in his palm suddenly flew out.

"kill!"

The thought of destruction is inspired.

Huanxian just arrived with a sword. If he hadn't dodged in time, he would have been in a different place.

There has always been only one way for the person who wants to kill him!

kill!

"call out!"

The sword that was so fast that it was extremely shocked, and the sword slashed horizontally.

The fierce friction between the sword edge and the air made a flying fire meteor appear at the blade.

This sword is so fast that it is unimaginable.

The spirit swordsmen who have always been known for their fast swords are incredible.

"Retreat! Retreat!"

In a vague way, the furry ears of the fantasy fairy seemed to be heard in the furry ears of the "Black Wind Warlock" Ming Yang. At the same time, an ivy grew wildly under the body of Wang Lian.

The Huanxian also understood his situation, controlled his light body, flew backwards, and tried to escape from Wang Lian's attack range.

but……

It's too late!

The sword light is everywhere!

A horse trainer flew directly past the neck of the immortal, and a frightened roar appeared.

The next moment, the Huanxian, who had flew away, suddenly widened her big gem-like eyes, and the expression in her pupils became extremely scary...

Then... gradually returned to darkness.

At the same time, a cluster of bright red blood spilled out from the vital points of her throat, as if she wanted to completely dye the void red.

The eighteenth place in the Star List, the Spirit Swordman Fantasy Immortal, die.

This is the first strong man on the Star List that fell on Wang Lian's hand, and he is also a person on the Star List in the top 20.

"No! Fantasy Immortal!"

Mingyang screamed in pain, and the ivy grew wildly, almost completely bound Wang Lian. At the same time, a large number of sharp vine thorns stabbed Wang Lian, trying to inject toxins into him, completely paralyzing him and killing him.

"ah!"

On the other hand, Li Muxue, who was not far from Wang Lian, also shouted in disbelief.

Killed!

Wang Lian actually killed the Immortal.

Killed the most outstanding young swordsman in the Spirit Clan!?

"you……"

"Bang!"

What responded to her was the sword energy that was thriving on Wang Lian's body.

As the stroke of the Fenglei Sword rotated at high speed, sword lights quickly tore the ivy into pieces. However, there were many vines, and two still pierced into his body. One of them just pierced the soles of his feet, which was not harmful, but the other one pierced into his wrist and directly injected toxins.

His right hand had not healed, and he was injected with toxins again. For a moment, he felt that his whole arm had completely lost consciousness. Even the Fenglei Sword he was holding was trembling and almost fell to the ground...

This detail was immediately noticed by some martial artists who were proficient in observation.

"He has an injury on his hand! Not long ago, he fought with the 'Black Wind Warlock' Mingyang, and his right hand was almost paralyzed. Even if he had been recuperating for two days, he would not be able to recover completely. If he fought with the Illusion Immortal again, he would have to be more injured!"

"The Fantasy Immortal is a strong man on the eighteenth Star List. This son killed him with the super god awakening technique. He could not be unscathed. At this moment, he is probably the last one."

"The ivy of the 'Black Wind Warlock' is so easy to kill. He was injected with toxins. It was the weakest time. You guys covered me and waited for the super mysterious technique to act on him. I will take away the Xuantian Sword. As long as I enter the jungle and the terrain is complex, who can catch up with me?"

The people who were originally shocked by the powerful strength shown by Wang Lian's killing of the Phantom Immortal quickly surrounded him. Although no one was afraid of the effect of the super mysterious method, they surrounded him more than 20 meters apart. Obviously, when the super mysterious method time passed, these people would rush forward and kill him.

"stumble!"

Wang Lian, who finally tore up the ivy, grew a large amount of grass again in his foothold. These grasses seemed to have life, trying to tie his feet and bind him.

"'Black Wind Warlock' Mingyang!"

A cold light burst into Wang Lian's eyes.

There are too many summoners, control methods and restraint methods, especially those of the spiritual summoners in forest environments.

If Mingyang is not dead, he will not be able to fly.

At this moment, the thought of destruction swept across Wang Lian's heart, and his true energy was boiling, and he was not as calm as usual.

If it was normal, he would still think a little bit. If the seeds of the genius of the spiritual race such as Mingyang and Fantasy Fairy are not dead, they will have great hope to win the world and become a living force to resist the invasion of creatures in the Demon Realm, but now...

The stimulation of life and death for a moment and the growth of the thought of destruction made him annihilate all these meaningless thoughts.

At this time, he only knew that if he did not kill Mingyang, he would not be able to escape from the Heaven. If he could not escape from the Heaven, he would definitely die!

Survive!

This is no longer a battle of faith, but a battle of survival!

"call out!"

Wang Lian, who had been breaking in the forest, turned his body sharply, stepped under his feet, and held the Fenglei Sword tightly in his trembling right hand. Everyone's sword was united, as if a roar was aimed at Mingyang and shot at him.

"What are you doing? Go quickly, go quickly."

When Li Muxue saw that Wang Lian did not retreat but advanced, she hurriedly shouted.

"Chasing the Wind!"

But Wang Lian ignored it and, under the secret surprise of other warriors, killed directly in front of Mingyang. The wind and thunder sword came out, and the wind and clouds followed each other. The sword edge swept through the powerful wave of air and rushed in. It was a mighty man. One person charged forward and formed a force of thousands of troops...

"One sword comes out, and the wind and clouds follow! The unity of heaven and man! The unity of heaven and man! This is the realm of swordsmanship of heaven and man!"

Among the crowd, many knowledgeable and experienced people noticed the strange phenomenon of the world that Wang Lian developed the Sword Scroll City, and couldn't help but exclaim.

"It's really the unity of man and nature? He looks less than thirty years old, and he actually understands the mystery of unity of man and nature!?"

"Looking at the entire Star List, there are only a few people who can do this. One hand can count it, and there is one in front of you!?"

Wang Lian himself is young. Even if he uses the shape reset scroll, he looks less than thirty or less than thirty, and he is fully qualified to be on the Star List.
To be continued...