Ling Fei struggled to stand up, opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood. The clothes on his chest were broken, revealing a silver soft armor inside, which was obviously a powerful protective weapon.

If it weren't for this software armor, he would have died at this moment.

All this is a long story, but in fact it only takes two breaths.

At this moment, the old man Bai had not reacted from being shocked by Wang Xuan's punch, and his raised hand had already pinched his fingers, but he was stunned in the air, with shock in his eyes.

Ling Fei shouted sternly: "How dare you hurt me? Uncle San, kill him! No, I will kill him with trauma, I will kill him with my own hands!"

The old man nodded, and his raised hand suddenly fell down. Suddenly, a huge beast claw covered with green scales transformed out and fell towards Wang Xuan with one claw!

Wang Xuan thoughtfully tried the power of the real early stage of Nascent Soul cultivator spell. He did not dodge or avoid it at the moment, and swung out his punch again, exerting all his strength, colliding with the beast claws transformed from the old man's magic.

boom!

A loud noise came out, shaking the ground.

A circle of invisible ripples spread between Wang Xuan and the old man, and Wang Xuan's long and clothes fluttered.

The claws of the old man transformed into shattered inch by inch, and his body shook, and he stabilized his body. However, Wang Xuan took more than ten steps back, and every step fell, he stepped on a footprint half a foot deep on the ground.

Wang Xuan kicked the ground with his right foot, stopped his retreating steps, looked up at the old man with a strong sense of fighting in his eyes.

The old man Bai was also secretly shocked. He did not feel any fluctuations in Wang Xuan's punch just now. In other words, Wang Xuan completely took over his magic tricks with his physical strength, but he was just a little at a disadvantage.

"What a strong physical force, this person is a little weird!"

When Old Man Bai thought of this, he looked up at Wang Xuan, with solemnity in his eyes.

Wang Xuan kicked the ground with both feet, and Youlong's body craftsmanship was fully utilized. In a blink of an eye, he arrived in front of the old man Bai and punched him again!

The old man waved his hand and a black shield transformed in front of him, blocking Wang Xuan's punch.

This time, Wang Xuan took nine steps back, and the old man actually took a step back, and the black shield also turned into black photoelectric dissipated.

The reason for this is that Wang Xuan's punch was superimposed on thirty-eight punches!

Although his entire arm is now in pain because he can't bear it, Wang Xuan is very happy because he can fight the real early stage monk with his physical strength alone.

This old man Bai is not a cultivator like Venerable Wanpo who has just entered the early stage of Nascent Soul. This is an old monster who has been staying in the early stage of Nascent Soul for many years. Whether it is cultivation or magic, it is better than Venerable Wanpo who is half-baked in the early stage of Nascent Soul.

Wang Xuan grinned, endured the severe pain, and raised his hand to point the white old man.

"Old man, what about the early stage of the Nascent Soul? But Er! Today is your burial place!"

The old man Bai stared at Wang Xuan tightly, with a strong solemn look in his eyes.

Now it seems that Wang Xuan's combat power is far beyond his expectations, and he is quite afraid of it.

Now you can fight against yourself with your physical strength alone. If you add your cultivation and other hidden means, you may not be able to be good today. For the first time, I felt dissatisfied with Ling Fei, and I secretly hated Ling Fei for not provoking such a difficult opponent.

Thinking of this, Old Man Bai gritted his teeth and took out a turtle-shaped statue, pinched his fingers, and the statue grew larger in the wind and turned into a turtle-shaped monster of ten feet in size, slowly solidifying.

The monster looked like three horns on the turtle shell, and the turtle shell was covered with pointed sharp thorns. As soon as it appeared, it roared at Wang Xuan, and an extremely arrogant and fierce aura spread out...

Wang Xuan's eyes shrank, and a solemn look appeared in his eyes.

As expected, every old monster in the Nascent Soul stage cannot be underestimated. The powerful monster of this far-reaching Nascent Soul stage is stronger than any monster Wang Xuan has seen before. It must be the extremely powerful method of this old man.

Wang Xuan did not dare to be careless at all. After feeling his spiritual power, most of the spiritual power he had consumed had recovered.

At that moment, the Duantian Sword was held in his hand and raised it high. The shocking sword was used again. As the Duantian Sword was slashed down fiercely, a huge golden sword light rushed straight to the turtle-shaped monster.

The monster seemed to be very intelligent. Knowing the power of Wang Xuan's sword, his huge eyes suddenly burst out with brilliance, and he opened his mouth and spit out a black light.

The black light collided with the golden sword light, without any sound, but silently swallowed.

At first, they were evenly matched, but after a few breaths, the golden sword light gradually lost and was constantly swallowed by the black light.

Wang Xuan flashed and appeared above the turtle shell of the turtle-shaped monster. Just as he was about to fall, suddenly the sharp thorns on the turtle shell became longer and attacked Wang Xuan.

A strong life and death crisis enveloped Wang Xuan. Wang Xuan's face changed, and Youlong's body movements were fully utilized, and he narrowly avoided all the sharp thorns and returned to the place where he was standing.

At this time, the golden sword light had been swallowed up by the black light and dissipated invisible.

Wang Xuan's chest kept rising and falling, staring at the turtle-shaped monster.

At this moment, Ling Fei, who was watching the battle, shouted: "Uncle San, he can't do it anymore, take action quickly! Destroy his cultivation level, I will play with him!"

Wang Xuan turned around and looked at Ling Fei coldly, his eyes full of cold murderous intent.

Ling Fei felt cold all over and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Wang Xuan silently called Pidan in his heart, and Pidan's voice came lazily.

"Xiao Xuanxuan, what's the matter with me? Do you want me to help again? Get the spirit stone..."

Just as Wang Xuan was about to speak, Pidan suddenly said in surprise: "Huh? There is actually a Xuanwu soul here? Not bad! Forget it, I don't want your spirit stone anymore. I'm here to help!"

As soon as Pidan finished speaking, her body transformed from the jade pendant.

As soon as he appeared, Pidan glared at her eyes and smiled in a naughty way, "Little turtle, come, I will play with you..."

The old man white couldn't help but open his eyes when he saw the peeled egg.

"What is this?"

"You are the thing, your whole family is the thing!"

The skinny egg seemed to have been stepped on its tail, although it did not, with big eyes glaring and screaming.

"Old thing, come and deal with you after I clean up this little turtle!"

The monster called Xuanwu by Pidan opened his eyes in an instant when he saw Pidan. He showed a strong fear in his eyes, and he lowered his head and let out a low growl.

After Pidan finished speaking, his breath suddenly grew wildly, and a huge egg-shaped phantom appeared behind him. Then Pidan screamed, and the huge egg-shaped phantom rushed straight to Xuanwu.

Although the monster called Xuanwu showed a strong fear in his eyes, he did not dare to move at all. He let the huge egg-shaped phantom cover it, and there were a few unwilling roars mixed with fear.
Chapter completed!