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Zheng Bao's face was slightly pale.He stared at Wu Chen fiercely: "It's a shame that you are still the leader of the first alliance, and your style of play is very shameless!"

Wu Chen fiddled with the broken knife: "You didn't let me use the magic weapon, but you used the talisman. Who is shameless?"

Zheng Bao couldn't help being speechless.

Wu Chen: "Show out your true skills! It's useless to play tricks!"

Zheng Bao's eyes flashed fiercely, and a fiery red pill was put into his mouth.

A blush flashed across Zheng Bao's originally pale face.His breath exploded!There was a flash in his eyes of the sharp hand pinching formula and he shouted: "Dragon Yu Jue!"

"hold head high!"

A ferocious dragon snaked and circled out from behind Zheng Bao!

Wu Chen was startled, the disciples of this great sect should not be underestimated!The strength is not only extremely powerful but also full of means!It took me half an hour before and after, but I still haven't won this Zheng Bao!There is no time to lose!A quick fix is ​​necessary!

The dragon roared like thunder, and with its teeth and claws stretched out, it rushed straight at the wind and thunder, as if it was going to tear Wu Chen apart in the next moment!

A cold look flashed in Wu Chen's eyes and he shouted: "The cold moon is born with the tide!"

The remnant knife picked up a nearly twenty-foot-high wave of swords that swept across the dragon!

This is not over yet, the first wave of swords rises, the second wave of swords forms again, and immediately after the third wave of swords, the fourth wave of swords rises from the ground!

The four consecutive waves of swords roared one after another, like the raging waves of the sea!

"Boom boom boom..."

"hold head high...."

Jiaolong struggled and roared in the wave of swords!

The waves are endless, the roar is endless!The dragon roared endlessly!

The wave of swords dissipated, and the dragon had a faint tendency to collapse!

"Cold Moon Frowning"

The brilliant pillars of the sword slashed down, one after another, forming a vertical fan shape, and fell on Jiaolong's body!

Jiaolong let out a tragic roar, his figure slowly faded and finally disappeared without a trace!

"puff"

Zheng Bao opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.His face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were full of disbelief.How is this possible?My Dragon Control Art is my nirvana!How could this disciple of the third-level sect be defeated so easily?Even if he had swallowed the Dragon Control Art that he had performed with the Blood Primitive Pill, it would be impossible for him to break through it easily even if he was at the early stage of the True Pill!

Could it be that the other party is in the Realm Realm?This is absolutely impossible!The people who entered the secret realm this time had all been checked and cultivated.He is definitely not a true alchemy realm!

The opponent's series of saber waves might not be able to be stopped by ordinary true alchemy realms!The other party is really just a disciple of a third-level sect?Or was it someone from the Xingchen Tower pretending to be it?Zheng Bao fell into deep doubt.

Wu Chen: "Is there any method you haven't used yet?"

Zheng Bao stared at Wu Chen: "Who are you?"

Wu Chen: "The one who killed you!"

Words fall, body moves!

Wu Chen turned into a phantom with a broken knife, raised a knife and slashed towards Zheng Bao!

Zheng Bao was shocked, he swallowed the blood essence pill and forcibly performed "Yulongjue", which caused him a lot of internal injuries, and he was no longer able to fight anymore!

Seeing Wu Chen approaching aggressively, Zheng Bao waved away ten middle-grade Thunderbolt Talismans!

Wu Chen remained calm, Dao Gang hit ten Thunderbolt Talismans for ten points!

"Boom!"

With the blocking power of these ten Thunderbolt Talismans, Zheng Bao turned around and galloped forward!At the same time, he waved his hands repeatedly, and another thirty middle-grade Thunderbolt Talismans were shot!

Wu Chen narrowed his eyes, this guy really has a lot of self-defense things, not only is he protected by demon spirits.There is also a tiger rune.Even the Emperor Beast Sect's Clan Suppression Jue can actually know it.This thunderbolt talisman was thrown around without money.It seems that he is really rich!

Before he had time to think about it, Wu Chen let out a loud roar, and the broken knife trembled, and the knife gang was divided into thirty.

Thirty middle-grade Thunderbolt Talismans collided with thirty knives!

"Boom boom boom..."

Thirty middle-grade Thunderbolt Talismans exploded in a row!Wave after wave of air waves rippled like a boulder dropped from a calm lake!

As the air wave spread, Wu Chen bypassed the center of the explosion, cast invisibility to hide his figure, and quickly chased Zheng Bao like a phantom.

Zheng Bao looked back at the center of the explosion. He coughed and spat out a mouthful of blood.There was a smile on the corner of his mouth.Thirty middle-grade Thunderbolt Talismans, enough for that kid to drink a pot!

Zheng Bao took a photo of a light-weight talisman and stuck it on his body, and he knew the direction and rushed to the distance!

Zheng Bao flew for about five miles, and there was a sudden sound of breaking through the air from his side.Before Zheng Bao could react, a huge force hit him.

"Boom"

"puff.."

Zheng Bao was hit by the huge force and flew backwards to one side, spitting blood in the air!

Wu Chen's figure suddenly appeared. Before Zheng Bao could react, he kicked Zheng Bao with his legs like lightning!

"Bang bang bang..."

Kick Zheng Bao one after another!

"Puff puff..."

Zheng Bao vomited blood and fell to the ground.

"boom"

Zheng Bao's body hit the ground solidly, forming a large mud pit.He struggled to stand up, but when he tried hard, his whole body was in unbearable pain.

"puff"

Zheng Bao couldn't help vomiting blood again!After baring his teeth and cracking his mouth for a while, he fell down slumped.

Wu Chen walked over slowly with a broken knife in his hand, he looked at Zheng Bao quietly: "Any last words?"

Zheng Bao stared at Wu Chen firmly: "Are you really Wu Chen, the leader of the Yugoslav Alliance?"

Wu Chen: "It doesn't matter who I am! The important thing is that you can die!"

After speaking, Wu Chen slowly raised the broken knife in his hand.

Seeing that the long knife was about to fall, Zheng Bao roared, "You can't kill me!"

The long knife stopped half a foot between Zheng Bao's eyebrows.

Wu Chen said indifferently, "Why can't I kill you?"

Zheng Bao swallowed his saliva looking at the cold blade: "My master is the real power elder of the Beast Sect, and I am the only direct disciple of my master. We can cooperate. If you kill me, you will not only cause trouble, but also get nothing. benefit!"

Wu Chen: "What qualifications do you have to cooperate with me?"

Zheng Bao's eyes showed anxiety: "I can give you my exercise secret book, and I can also give you all my belongings."

Wu Chen shook his head: "You don't need to give it to me, I will take it myself. I don't like your kung fu secret book either!"

The Candao moved forward a few inches.

Zheng Bao's face showed panic: "After I go out, I can testify for you that the disciples of the three sects were not killed by you."

Wu Chen shook his head, and the broken knife continued to fall forward.

There was a row of fine beads of sweat on Zheng Bao's forehead, and he blurted out: "I am the son of the master of the beast control sect!"

Candao paused, and Wu Chen smiled: "This identity is still a bit important. I am qualified to let me save your life! But it is still not enough!"

Zheng Bao was really anxious: "How can you let me go?"

Wu Chen squatted down: "You just promised to testify for me, as well as your kung fu secret book, and everything on your body. In addition, you have to give me an IOU that owes me 300 million spirit crystals. I will spare you from dying!"

Zheng Bao lay in the pit, his eyes widened, and he lost his voice: "300 million spirit crystals? Why don't you grab them? Do you think I'm the one who made the spirit crystals?"

Wu Chen chuckled: "Isn't the life of the son of the majestic Beastmaster Sect worth 300 million spirit crystals? Your life is too worthless! Write it or not! Give me a good word! Otherwise, I will give it to you!" A joy!"

Wu Chen shook the broken knife in his hand and looked at Zheng Bao with a smile.