It is conceivable that this is just a small-scale battle between the righteous and the demons. If all the righteous and the demons in the Tianyun Continent break out in full swing, how many people will be killed or injured? I’m afraid that those ordinary people will suffer.

Of course, after countless fierce battles, the monks of the righteous and demons also understood that a complete war would only harm but not benefit. Even if they win the war, they would greatly damage their vitality. Therefore, they would never be fully prepared until they were absolutely necessary. "Wang Suwen Sect Master Leng has excellent cultivation. When he saw him today, he really lived up to his reputation." Wang Qingyang's face turned red and exclaimed, and his breathing was also a little unstable.

Although Wang Qingyang has a deep skill, he is already old after all, and in terms of combat endurance, he is still not as good as the younger generations like Leng Wufeng. So, he has just been fighting for a few hours and has become a little weak.

Fortunately, Leng Wufeng also deals with the late stage of the two realm at the same time, which is also very serious. Otherwise, their right path may not be able to gain an advantage.

"Haha, although Elder Wang is old, his skills also amazed Leng."

Now, Leng Wufeng and Wang Qingyang want to stop and adjust their breathing for the time being, but they have a tacit understanding and have not continued to fight.

"Hmph, my surname is Leng, today I will make you die under the Qiankun Wheel!" Zuo Wentian suddenly burst out with a powerful aura, and his face showed a ferocious look. He then viciously used the Qiankun Wheel to attack Leng Wufeng.

. Seeing this, Leng Wufeng couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. Zuo Wentian still has such combat power? Helplessly, Leng Wufeng had to concentrate and sacrifice the Heavenly Demon Sword to fight it. However, after the previous consumption, Leng Wufeng had fewer demonic energy, and Zuo Wentian was no different from his heyday.

Leng Wufeng thought about it a little and knew the reason. It turned out that Zuo Wentian did not fully exert all his strength. His purpose was to make this guy quite insidious. Leng Wufeng couldn't help but think of it like this. At the same time, he was also a little disdainful. If Zuo Wentian thought that this would be able to defeat him, it would be a big mistake.

"Haha, in the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies are useless!" Leng Wufeng raised a chuckling on the corner of his mouth, and his smile seemed so weird.

This made Zuo Wentian stunned for a moment, and a bad feeling arises in his heart. He subconsciously retreated and stopped attacking Leng Wufeng. "Great Freedom Demonic Book, Qianhuan Killing!"

In an instant, Leng Wufeng's body was divided into eighteen phantoms, and then surrounded Zuo Wentian. Without waiting for Zuo Wentian to react, he saw the eighteen phantoms taking action at the same time, drawing out eighteen sword energy to slash Zuo Wentian in the center.

These eighteen sword energy were actually wielded continuously by Leng Wufeng, but because of its speed, it created an illusion of sword drawing at the same time. This is similar to Ye Wuxin's extreme sword technique.

Of course, it is obvious that the sword-controlling technique is better.

The Sword Control Technique can drive thousands of sword energy at the same time.

"Not good!" Zuo Wentian thought it was not good. Feeling the eighteen powerful sword energy around him, he had to resist with all his strength, otherwise he would definitely be seriously injured.

Damn Leng Wufeng, I didn't expect that after so much magical energy was consumed, he was still so powerful! Zuo Wentian was very unwilling to accept it. Why is Leng Wufeng's current strength so much stronger than him? I remember that his strength was obviously not much different from his.

"I'm not willing!"

Zuo Wentian became more and more angry the more he thought about it. Finally, his heart was filled with blood and blood.

Leng Wufeng and others only saw a strong golden light coming out from Zuo Wentian's body.

Immediately afterwards, the Qiankun wheel in his hand rotated up and down quickly, and then quickly turned into a golden whirlwind. The whirlwind became bigger and bigger, and it actually accepted all the eighteen sword energy.

For a moment, the black light and the golden light kept rotating, and the scene looked very spectacular.

"Good guy, he actually has such a powerful move, so he underestimated you." Leng Wufeng couldn't help but exclaimed in his heart. The strength Zuo Wentian showed at this time made him more recognized.

"Leng Wufeng, go to death!" Zuo Wentian ran towards Leng Wufeng with red eyes and murderous intent with murderous intent

After absorbing the eighteen sword energy, the black and golden whirlwind came to Leng Wufeng in the blink of an eye.

"Damn, are you crazy?" Leng Wufeng's expression changed and he couldn't help but curse. At the same time, he teleported away directly.

Although the golden vortex was strong enough, it could not completely swallow his sword energy. Now it was the moment when the two forces were in a stalemate, but Zuo Wentian actually dared to manipulate them to attack.

This is not a good thing. Once external forces are suffered, the power in it will lose balance. At that time, the two forces will explode, and even in the later stage of the God Transformation will be seriously injured.

Leng Wufeng naturally didn't want to hurt himself, so he had to avoid the edge for the time being, but Zuo Wentian was determined to hurt Leng Wufeng even if he would suffer.
Chapter completed!