It was like a march, tight and continuous, and murderous at every step.

At this time, Jiang Wang and his herringbone sword knocked the general over!

Just as Wu Ling and Ge Fei were already prepared for this moment, Jiang Wang also never underestimated these two people.

Otherwise, he would not have chosen "negotiation" from the beginning and would have chosen to escape.

He knew very well that even if he was so decisive and used this sword so suddenly, even if he had achieved the ultimate power under the current conditions, it might not be able to kill someone.

The opponent is not a local chicken or a dog, but a being with enough strength to pose a threat.

This is a fight of life and death.

He must fight this battle with the consciousness of fighting to the death, fighting for a slim chance of victory.

The slightly chaotic situation in front of him did not obscure his eyes.

Amidst the roaring sword energy, his eyes were filled with fire, revealing Qianyang's red pupils.

Look straight at Wu Ling.

The map of riding alone into the formation was directly unfolded, and Wu Ling's figure was printed on it. In an instant, the soul killing method was laid out, and he fell to the west!

At the level of the soul, the burning sun suddenly fell.

Jiang Wang activated this technique regardless of loss, making the sunshine so bright that it almost overflowed.

However, Wu Ling's spirit manifested without any expression, relying on Tongtian Palace, using his finger as a pen to stroke casually.

Where the iron painting and the silver hook are, you can see the golden sword and the iron horse.

Wen Qi combined with evil spirits. A group of fierce soldiers formed, and the soldiers formed a military formation and turned into a big bow.

A strong bow is pulled, and the arrow roars thousands of miles.

From the earth to the sky, straight towards the falling sun.

boom!

Shoot it to pieces!

Wu Ling's soul power is naturally not as good as Jiang Wang's, but with Wu's accumulation of heritage and resources, he is by no means a weakling. At least in his own Tongtian Palace, he can protect himself.

In past battles, when the Falling to the West killing method was generally ineffective, Jiang Wang would simply retreat. Often, fighting at the level of the soul was only regarded as a kind of interference to the enemy.

But this time, after the sun sets on the horizon.

But a figure was about to jump out from the collapsing sunlight.

The blue shirt is fluttering, and a stream of light is in my hand.

His eyes are sharp and his sword is full of energy.

It was the manifestation of Jiang Wang’s soul.

As soon as he appeared, he ran directly into Wu Ling's Tongtian Palace and pulled him across with a sword!

This was obviously another choice that was beyond Wu Ling's expectations.

This is a stupid move!

In his Tongtian Palace, Wu Ling's soul is no weaker than Jiang Wang's!

Although he was frightened, he opened his hands and directly formed a pair of judge pens. He held them in his palms and bumped into Jiang Wang.

Jiang Wang dares to fight like this in his Tongtian Palace, so why should he be afraid?

What surprised him again was

His judge's pen penetrated directly into Jiang Wang's eyes and penetrated Jiang Wang's skull.

Jiang Wang actually didn’t defend himself at all!

And similarly, the Sauvignon Blanc sword spirit in his hand also cut his head off with one strike of the sword.

Although in the manifested state of the soul, these injuries are not fatal enough.

But people always have the instinct to protect their vitals, which is difficult to suppress.

Jiang Wang, however, seemed to have no instinct of self-protection at all, and carried out the action too resolutely, which was why he exchanged injuries for injuries.

But, what’s the point of doing this?

Wu Ling quickly restored the manifestation of his soul, but still couldn't figure it out.

In his Tongtian Palace, both sides suffer losses, and he is the one who takes advantage anyway. Not to mention that he has a helper Ge Fei outside of him.

If you trade injury for injury, you will never lose.

What on earth is Jiang Wang thinking?

The fight between trapped beasts, the madness before death?

He was still confused, but the manifestation of Jiang Wang's spirit was already approaching. Without any hesitation, he drew his sword frantically.

How could Wu Ling show weakness?

He didn't care what Jiang Wang thought, as long as he wouldn't lose money, he would fight to the end.

Enduring the pain of being wounded in his soul, he wielded the Judge's Pen with both hands and stabbed back in succession.

The two sides were fighting like a street fight for a while, weakening each other's souls. You struck with a sword and I struck with a sword, relying purely on willpower and fierce fighting.

When Wu Ling felt a trance and felt that his soul could no longer endure, Jiang Wang, who was also on the verge of collapse, suddenly sheathed his sword and withdrew from Tongtian Palace.

Wu Ling was alert

Confronting the soul may be Jiang Wang’s purpose!

So what does he want to do next?

The battle at the soul level begins and ends in one thought.

The fighting in Tongtian Palace is over.

At this moment, the herringbone sword style standing tall outside him hit the Qixuan turtle shell.

Click!

There was a clear crack.

The Qixuan tortoise shell cracked.

Among the tortoise shell fragments that were torn apart, Jiang Wang continued to advance forward with his sword in hand!

What kind of wild fight, butterfly in dreams, ambush from all sides?

He turned a blind eye.

Feel it without realizing it.

In his eyes, he could only see his opponent's defense.

Ignore all attacks and only seek the word "quick".

Faster, faster!

Take time!

Fight for your life!

Kill someone first, or be killed by someone first, without considering the third option!

His momentum is too fierce and his movements are too fast!

Wu Ling was almost in a daze at the soul level, and Jiang Wang had already rushed in.

The iron crown on the top of the head hangs down like a waterfall.

The river surges and never stops for thousands of years.

It was transformed into four characters, saying "Moveless as a mountain".

In an instant, the air became thicker, and everything that was approaching or already approaching became sluggish.

Those who are good at using troops cannot fail to prepare backup plans.

Who would ignore the battle of life and death?

This was a method he had prepared long ago, and it was just right to use it at this moment.

Suddenly he saw a ray of fire.

What a brilliant flame it is!

Burning in front of him, he saw the scene of the long night being illuminated in a trance.

And the four words "immovable as a mountain" were shattered into pieces silently.

Wu Ling was startled, and then he remembered that he still had a treasure armor to protect him.

He raised his hands and directly grasped a pair of judge's pens, one left and one right, and thrust them together forward, with the two peaks piercing his ears!

Then he saw a gust of wind.
To be continued...