Tang Cheng cannot stay in the same position for too long, even for just one breath. Once his figure stops moving, it is his death.

Yuanli rushes in his body, like a Yangtze River, surging endlessly, trying to drive away all foreign objects in his body. However, the spider silk of the multifaceted spider king is extremely cold and contains extremely strange toxicity.

If it is an ordinary poison, Tangcheng can be eliminated in an instant. However, the poison is vicious, vicious, weird and extremely difficult. At the same time, the multi-faceted spider king constantly injects poison along the spider silk, making all Tangcheng's efforts useless.

A gorgeous mountain flew backwards in front of him and crashed towards Tangcheng head-on. If he insisted on moving forward, he would have to collided with the Roaring Lion King with a strong blow.

"Since you want me to go back, then as you wish!"

Tang Cheng sneered and shook his wings back. In the flash, Tang Cheng retreated more than ten feet quickly. When Tang Cheng retreated, he was reluctant to take advantage of the power transmitted by the spider silk, Tang Cheng actually pulled the multi-faceted spider king to a level with him.

Caught off guard, the multi-faceted Spider King had to face the roaring Lion King's head-on collision. The multi-faceted Spider King was named as a multi-faceted one, which refers to his inconsistent changes and his best way of change.

Facing this colorful mountain peak, the Spider King's eyes suddenly rounded. With the screams, his body shook, turned into a piece of thin paper, and he hugged the mountain tightly towards Tangcheng.

Even without Tang Cheng taking action, the Spider King took the initiative to give up his restraint on Tang Cheng, and the restraint of the spider silk was self-defeating. However, since this guy broke one of Tang Cheng's legs, how could he remain indifferent?

Looking at the colorful mountain coldly, Tang Cheng commanded the five commanders, and in an instant hundreds of colorful sword wheels slashed towards the mountain. Tang Cheng himself, flapping his wings freely and pounced on the soundless snake king like lightning.

If Tang Cheng alone came here, he would have killed the Roaring Lion King and wiped out this ghostly guy to the point where he felt relieved.

Now, Tang Cheng is holding a burden, how dare he engage in more trouble? Besides, if he does not get rid of the Snake King Wuyin as soon as possible and let the other party use that move again, Tang Cheng will definitely be tragic again.

Just as Tang Cheng flapped his wings and passed the colorful mountain peak, the five-colored sword wheel arrived and smashed the mountain peak to pieces. From it, Tang Cheng heard a shrill scream. A golden light rushed out and shot out of the endless battle circle. As the lowest-ranking existence among the Thirteen Demon Saints, the multi-faceted spider king was destroyed in one encounter, and his soul could only escape.

Tang Cheng did not deal with the soul, and he focused all his attention ahead. The Wuyin Snake King looked panicked. Obviously, the Spider King's death scared her very much. As a famous slut in Beijuluzhou, the Wuyin Snake King and the multi-faceted spider web maintained a very close relationship. That man could give the Snake King an unparalleled wonderful feeling.

However, a moment ago, the man who once had a delicate love for him had been destroyed. It was so simple and direct, no more difficult than crushing an ant.

If only the Snake King Wuyin was here, she might have escaped in panic, but at this moment there was another man standing beside her, Wuya.

As the young master of Beijuluzhou, if Wuya was killed because of the escape of Wuyin Snake King, then death will become a luxury for Wuyin Snake King.

Although it seems that Wuya is not favored by Wutian, as his only heir and the only bloodline heir, the demon emperor Wutian's feelings for Wuya are absolutely unquestionable.

[Bastard, this kid deserves to die. If I still have my life afterwards, I will definitely suck this kid in the bed.]

No matter how reluctant she was, the King of Wuyin Snake had to take out her magic weapon and fight to the death. As a lone guest, the King of Wuyin Snake has no ties with race, and there is no magic weapon passed down from generation to generation. The magic weapon she used was to mix the poisons of hundreds of poisons and peach blossoms and malaria, and was made up of all kinds of sacrifices and refining. Its toxicity is second only to the King of Wuyin Snake's Jade Whip.

Although this magic weapon is extremely vicious, the material it uses is ordinary. It is only called a superb magic weapon, which is very incompatible with her status as the Singing King of Snake.

The thunder sword in Tangcheng exploded Wuru. If it was not necessary, the Wuyin Snake King would definitely not fight for his life. However, due to Wuya's identity, she had to do her best.

The soundless snake king screamed, and the pink flag in his hand shook, and endless pink mist surged out, flooding everything around him. Tang Cheng hugged Xinyue Fox and unconsciously threw himself into the pink smoke.

Compared to the embarrassment of the Snake King Wuyin, Wuya's equipment is called "luxury". He used a long sword in his hand. The blade was extremely dark, with only a touch of golden yellow in the middle of the blade, as if it was the only aurora in the dark night sky, which was extremely intimidating.

This knife was borrowed by Wutian from the Shura clan with his old face. He said it was borrowed. In fact, both sides knew that this was a meat bun to beat a dog, and there was no return.

This knife is a middle-grade magical artifact, forged and collected by Shura clan, and is the most fierce. People with firm will not use this knife, otherwise, they will be enslaved by this knife over time and become a slave to the soul that is not free.

As a cultivator of the soul, Wuya has experienced many setbacks, so it is natural to control this knife. Wuya stands up and slashes forward in his chest, shouts lightly: "The fallen heroes are colorful!"

The blade lights are like petals blowing in the wind, slowly withering from the sky. This sad scene contains an unparalleled murderous intent.

The sword light cut through the peach blossom miasma and slashed hard towards Tang Cheng. However, through the mist-shaped peach blossom miasma that was slashed by the sword light, what Wuya saw was the confident sneer on Tang Cheng's face.

【Pretending to behave, don't die!】

Seeing Tang Cheng's appearance, Wuya hated him even more, and he wanted to tear the man and woman the body immediately so that he could relieve the humiliation that enveloped his own head. Since Xinyue Fox was embraced by Tang Cheng in public, Wuya's spirit was a little abnormal. If it weren't for the power of his own son, he might have rushed down and fought against Tang Cheng desperately.

Although he was strong and suppressed himself, when he saw Tang Cheng breaking through the first floor of the encirclement, Wuya could no longer bear it. He left his position and rushed directly to join forces with Wuyin Snake King to fight against one.

Under the aura of hatred, Wuya's sword tightened and some flaws appeared. Originally, he used the low-grade magic weapon, Huntian Ji, which was a one-handed halberd about three feet or eight inches long. The main function of the halberd is to hook and grab, stab and smash, which is very different from the sword technique. Logically speaking, any warrior who abandons the halberd and uses a knife should have a period of adaptation.

But it is different for the cultivators of the soul. They have already reached the point of being wise and have control over Ruyi in their bodies. They can use all kinds of moves at will, and they are all unique skills that turn decay into magic.

Of course, the moves like fallen flowers cannot be compared with those of the monk Konghai who transcends the worldly existence of "like killing the spring breeze in a dream". In other words, in front of Tang City, this move looks colorful and colorful, and looks very beautiful, but only has its form but no spirit.

Even though Wuya has a strong cultivation level and even if he has the power bonus of a medium-grade artifact, in the eyes of such masters as Tang Cheng, this sword can be easily broken, not to mention that its flaws have already emerged.

If it were in the past, Tang Cheng might tease Wuya and let out a sigh of anger for Xinyuehu, but now, Tang Cheng's aura has been lost. If he wants to take risks again, he will be a little ignorant of his life.

Tang Cheng waved his hand and the dazzling golden sword light slashed out. The brilliant golden color directly cut into the endless sea of ​​flowers, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, instantly urging it to break and wither.

The sea of ​​flowers dispersed, revealing the true appearance of the Reincarnation Sword. The yellow on the dark sword was like the pupils of a demon, which was very strange. The golden thunder sword was extremely condensed, urging the sword light, and the remaining momentum was still unabated, hitting the blade.

No matter how solid the sword energy condensed by the vitality is, it cannot resist the power of the middle-grade artifact. Where the blade passes, the sword light shatters in response to the sound. When the sword light dissipates, the thunder explodes with a bang, and pounces towards Wuya like a fishing net. This is what the opponent hates the most. Once the opponent breaks the sword light, there is still thunder that can hurt the enemy.
Chapter completed!