After practicing, Wang Xiaoqiang and Yang Ling practiced again. After finishing, Yang Ling touched the patterned beast on Wang Xiaoqiang's back and said in surprise, "Xiaoqiang, what is this?"

"This is a tattoo, this is not popular in your fairy world." Wang Xiaoqiang did not tell her the truth directly.

"I'm really good at tattooing. Xiaoqiang, can you help me with a tattoo..."

"Women tattoos, they are tattooed with flowers on their bodies, some are tattooed with roses and peonies on their thighs, and some are tattooed with branches and leaves on their buttocks... But unfortunately, I won't..."

Sudden……

ah!

Yang Ling exclaimed because she found that the tattoo on Wang Xiaoqiang's back had actually moved, and the tiger's head suddenly opened its eyes. Just as her mind was shocked, the tiger's head opened its mouth and roared.

roar!

"No, there is an enemy situation." When Wang Xiaoqiang heard the roar of the patterned beast, he screamed in surprise, and then his thoughts moved and Yang Ling had collected the Sumeru Ring.

At this moment, dozens of pampered auras surrounded Wang Xiaoqiang's stone house.

Under the moonlight, there were nearly fifty disciples from the realm of Transformation and Condensation, as well as three people from the realm of Immortals, who surrounded Wang Xiaoqiang's stone house.

The person who takes the lead is the cold north wind.

Han Beifeng Immortal's seventh turn, and by his side, there are two masters of the three transformations of immortals. Among these fifty people, these three have the highest cultivation level.

"Wang Xiaoqiang, last time you took the demon barbarian into the outer sect and let the demon barbarian come out. Violate the rules of the sect and come out quickly to receive punishment... Otherwise, there will be no mercy!" A master of immortals who were three turns beside Han Beifeng shouted at the stone house.

There was no movement in the stone house.

"Wang Xiaoqiang, come out and accept punishment, otherwise..." The second shouting continued. Suddenly...

boom!

With a loud noise, Wang Xiaoqiang's stone house suddenly collapsed and flew out to all sides. The stones shot into the spiritual energy shield of fifty people. Although they did not knock the spiritual energy shield away, they also knocked the weak cultivation to fly.

In the stone house where Benfei was flying, a big petty beast carrying Wang Xiaoqiang and flew into the air.

Wang Xiaoqiang stood on the head of the beast in his hand, holding the Penglai Fairy Sword in his hand, showered in the moonlight, looking down at the people below. He sneered proudly. He pointed at Han Beifeng and shouted, "Han Beifeng, last time you instructed Mo Yu to kill me, but now you are pretending to be public and private, and you are appointing all disciples to surround me and kill me. What is your intention?"

"Hmph, Wang Xiaoqiang, you're about to die. What's the reason to tell me..." Han Beifeng didn't make any comments, because what he brought today was his loyal disciple.

"Well, it's useless to reason in this world. However, I advise you not to rush into Han Beifeng's way. Today is my personal hatred between Han Beifeng and I, and it has nothing to do with you. If you want to be a victim, I will not be ruthless and will kill you."

"Kill me! Those who take Wang Xiaoqiang's head will reward ten demon crystals!" Han Beifeng immediately shouted angrily when he saw Wang Xiaoqiang trying to convince his loyalty.

Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!

Except for the disciples who were knocked away, the remaining disciples shouted and rushed towards Wang Xiaoqiang like headless flies.

Wang Xiaoqiang stood proudly above the head of the beast, and the Penglai Fairy Sword in his hand shone brightly, constantly swinging towards the rushing figure.

The two disciples in the Huaxu Realm who were the first to be hit were directly cut into two sections by the Penglai Immortal Sword. The three solids that pounced on the back were also beaten to the point of flying backwards, and blood was squirting from their mouths and died.

At this moment, ten more people rushed up from all sides. Wang Xiaoqiang pulled up his body and rushed towards the night sky. The patterned beast below showed its power, and the beast's body shook wildly, and at the same time it let out a huge roar.

roar……

Suddenly, the ten disciples who rushed forward were shattered and their ears buzzed, their minds snatched away and became dull.

The patterned beast opened its mouth and swallowed a disciple into its mouth, then opened its bloody mouth and spewed out a flame, like a musket. It yelled, and the flame surrounded the five disciples around it.

The five disciples made a miserable spurt and their bodies were quickly swallowed by the fire.

Wang Xiaoqiang rushed down. As the Penglai Fairy Sword was swinging, three more people were beaten to fly backwards, and they died of blood sprayed on their mouths.

Han Beifeng, who was sitting in the formation below, released the flying sword in his hand and stabbed Wang Xiaoqiang.

Han Beifeng is the seventh turn of the immortal. His cultivation level is much stronger than Wang Xiaoqiang. His powerful aura locks Wang Xiaoqiang.

He was unable to move.

Seeing that the flying sword was about to stab the body, Wang Xiaoqiang shouted, and slapped the flying sword with his right hand.

This scene shocked everyone.

Wang Xiaoqiang actually used his flesh palm but slapped the flying sword. Isn’t this asking for trouble?

However……

Click!

The sky was thunderous, and a thunder sounded, but it was from Wang Xiaoqiang's palm that Wang Xiaoqiang slapped at the right palm of Feijian's hand. A flash of lightning flashed, and a lightning bolt hit the flying sword, knocking the flying sword down.

What's going on?

Everyone stared at the scene in front of them, and they were all stunned.

Lightning is fired by the palm and shooting down the flying sword. What kind of martial arts is this?

The only answer to Wang Xiaoqiang knows is that it is the thunder jade shattering style of the magic "Pi Li Claw" and it is extremely powerful. If the one who just slapped was not a flying sword but a human head, it would definitely be shattered.

Sure enough, at this time, the two remaining disciples in the sky looked fearful when they saw Wang Xiaoqiang's amazing performance.

Wang Xiaoqiang bullied himself, caught up with him, and slapped one of the disciples on the head. Lightning sounded again.

Click.

The disciple's head was slapped under a palm, and his brain and blood flew together, like rotten watermelons.

The other man flees desperately.

Wang Xiaoqiang did not let go, raised his right hand and urged his spiritual power. The Penglai Fairy Sword was as bright as a mountain, and he slashed out with one sword, cutting the disciple in half.

Blood sprinkled and flesh fell.

On the ground, there is a land of flesh and blood, just like hell on earth.

Wang Xiaoqiang moved to the head of the patterned beast, pointed his sword at the people below, shouting, "Get out quickly if you know the truth, otherwise you will be buried with Hanbei!"

Seeing that Wang Xiaoqiang was too powerful, the remaining disciples did not dare to take action again, but did not run away immediately.

"Hmph, stinky brat, why are you arrogant? I haven't taken action yet!" Han Beifeng sneered, immediately flew up, attacking Wang Xiaoqiang.

The disciples below did not follow them.

Han Beifeng rushed to Wang Xiaoqiang, and the sword light in his hand had reached its peak. Without saying much, he slashed at Wang Xiaoqiang with a sword.

The sword light was like a wave, and it hit with a bang.

Wang Xiaoqiang didn't dare to resist, and his body flashed quickly.

At the same time, the mind moved, and the patterned beast rushed towards the cold north wind from the slant.

Han Beifeng saw that he was a level 8 demon barbarian, and his strength was half a pound of strength and did not dare to resist. He immediately ran away.

The patterned beast roared and continued to rush. At the same time, it sprayed flames out of its mouth.

Han Beifeng used spiritual power to form a spiritual shield to resist.

Wang Xiaoqiang rushed down and waved the Penglai Fairy Sword in his hand.

Han Beifeng Immortal has a seventh-turn cultivation level. He has a chance of winning against the patterned beast alone. He will not be at a disadvantage when dealing with Wang Xiaoqiang alone, but it is a bit difficult to deal with this person and one beast.

While maintaining the spiritual shield, he urged the sword light to deal with Wang Xiaoqiang's attack.

After Wang Xiaoqiang collided with him for a sword, he killed him again.

Penglai Immortal Sword Immortal has been urged to the extreme.

He slashed towards Han Beifeng with a sword.

Han Beifeng also urged the fairy sword in his hand to the extreme, but because he had to divide his strength to deal with the patterned beast, his fairy sword could not be used normally. At this time, his and Wang Xiaoqiang's power was half a pound.

The two of them had a few swords.

Every time the fairy sword collided, Han Beifeng's body suffered a severe injury. He felt the qi and blood surging in his body, the meridians trembled, and severe pain hit his whole body.

On the other hand, Wang Xiaoqiang is not seriously injured. He can now practice the muscles and cultivators, of course, have their physical bodies several times stronger than Han Beifeng.

This is also the reason why Wang Xiaoqiang wants to regret him.
Chapter completed!