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Wu Leng was hooked by Chen Li's toes, and she went from lying on her back. Chen Li was straight and looked at him from a high position.

The next moment, Wu Leng suddenly opened her eyes, and a nearly transparent villain suddenly shot out from the middle of her eyebrows, heading straight to Chen Li's eyebrows.

I have to say that Wu Leng is very good at seizing the opportunity. Now the distance between the two is too close, and it looks like they are just over one meter away.

Even though Chen Li's eyes noticed this sudden change, his brain subconsciously issued instructions, and his body had only time to wave and slap.

His hand did hit the villain who was only the size of a fingernail and was almost completely transparent, but he did not touch the physical touch feedback at all.

Chen Lixin suddenly raised it and said he was about to suffer.

Sure enough, the little man with the size of his fingernail passed directly through his palm, and the slap he had just stopped him only made it more transparent.

The translucent villain, who was not much different from Wu Leng, was almost exactly the same speed as the same, was completely unaffected and headed straight to Chen Li's eyebrows.

In an instant, the translucent villain with a fingernail was as big as a fingernail and drilled into Chen Li's eyebrows without any obstacles. After that moment, Chen Li's movements frozen.

As the only bystander, Wang Danian was shocked to find that Wu Leng was still motionless?!

The showdown between the soul leaving the body should not be decided in an instant?

But what's going on now?

After thinking about it, Wang Dainian carefully shouted at Chen Li, whose body was solidified like a sculpture, "Senior?"

One second passed, two seconds passed...

Chen Li had no response at all.

After a pause, Wang Danian moved to Wu Leng again. He kept staring at Wu Leng, whose pupils had lost their focal length and spirit, and shouted softly: "Master Bronze Order?"

One second passed, two seconds passed...

The fog was cold like Chen Li, without any reaction.

Bang!

With a crisp sound, Wang Dainian slapped Wu Leng's face slightly, leaving a few bright red fingerprints.

Well... I still didn't respond. It seemed that the battle between them was very anxious... Wang Dainian laughed silently.

Looking at Wu Leng, whose eyes lost their focal length, a fierce look flashed in his eyes, but Wang Dainian turned his attention to Chen Li again.

After pondering, he had an extra sword in his hand.

After a moment of brewing, Wang Dainian instilled all the 20% of the magic power that had finally recovered from his body into the magic weapon and sword in his hand.

Immediately, a cold light of a foot long appeared on the tip of the sword of the magic weapon, and it was indefinitely swallowed and spit, as if it was breathing, and the sword energy was held but not emitted.

"I would have liked my mouthful of Gengjin still..."

He thought hatefully.

When the sword energy brewed to its peak, Wang Danian bit the tip of his tongue and threw out the long sword, making it hang in front of him. Then, a mouthful of blood from the tip of his tongue suddenly spurted out, accurately pouring on the tip of his sword.

The long sword floated in the air, trembling gently in the void, and faintly, it seemed that a clear sword sound was heard from it.

"Not enough...not enough!"

Wang Danian was ruthless, clenched his right fist and hit his chest hard. "Puff!" a mouthful of blood in his heart was spewed out, and a drop of blood was not falling to the ground and sprinkled on the sword.

After these two mouthfuls of essence and blood, Wang Danian's already ravine face became older and his gray hair became even more withered at this moment.

But he didn't care about these things, and he muttered something in his mouth, pinched his hands and almost made a shadow, and suddenly shouted angrily: "Qi!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the magic weapon sword turned into a silver-white phantom, shot out from mid-air, and took Chen Li's right eyeball.

In an instant, the long sword body shone with a cold light, and it was about to pierce the unprepared eyes, but at the critical moment, Chen Li's eyes quickly closed.

Peiran concentrated vigorously at the tip of the sword and stabbed Chen Li's thin eyelids at the last moment.

In theory, what defense abilities can thin eyelids have?

When the sharp and sharp sword tip is stabbed, it is obvious that there should be no penetration through it.

But at this moment, the sword tip pierced on the seemingly weak eyelids, and a short and crisp sound of gold and iron attacks were heard!

As Mars splashed, the magic weapon sword suddenly broke and lost control and fell to the ground. The broken sword tip was jumped away!

"Puff!" The sword broke, and Wang Dainian, who once again placed his mind on it, couldn't help but spit out blood again, and was about to rest on the ground.

Chen Li and Wu Leng still did not move at all.

As for the eyes closed just now, it was just a physical instinct.

Wang Danian was already injured, but the skin trauma on his body was secondly, mainly because of the serious damage to the soul, which hurt the origin of the soul.

As a late-stage cultivator in the third stage, although he has extensive knowledge of the methods that normal cultivators can access, Wang Dainian knows more or less and knows how to use them.

But the magic weapon and sword he used just now was already the most powerful attack method he could use, but he could not do anything to the thin layer of eyelids!

Now the battle between the two people at the level of soul is that as long as he destroys the body of the two, as long as he succeeds, even if one of them wins in the end, it will not hinder his plan.

Unfortunately... his wishful thinking was completely destroyed by the perverted body. Wang Danian glanced at Chen Li with a complicated expression.

"Bah!" He spitted out the blood foam in his mouth, not knowing whether it was disgust or enviousness in his eyes, "Damn physical cultivation!"

"Sure enough... this person's body is too strong, and he can only be defeated from the level of soul!" He stood up slowly on the ground and laughed bitterly, "It's true that God is going to destroy me, Wang Da Nian? No! I don't believe it! I don't accept it!"

He picked up the broken one again, and he looked at Wu Leng, who was staring at him, "Haha..." After laughing, the broken sword in his hand suddenly slashed down, with almost no stagnation. Wu Leng's neck was cut off very simply, and blood splattered.

This also proves that the magic weapon long sword he refined himself did not lose the power it should have as a top-quality magic weapon.

"Hehehehehehehehe..." Amid the cold laughter, a paper-folded villain floating out of Wang Danian's body that seemed to outline strange lines like a child's graffiti, burning out in the dark blue flames.

"Haha," Wang Danian laughed, as if the current situation was in his calculations. Looking at Wu Leng at his feet as if he was dying with his eyes, he sighed quietly: "It's a pity that I'm a substitute for the paper man. This is Xuan Xiu's method, use one less!"

"Junior Brother Wu really has many trump cards, and he is worthy of being the bronze envoy of that organization..." Wang Danian stared at Wu Leng's head and said with a smile, "But Brother, I... I was once a person with great opportunity!"

"Everything about you is mine now!"

Wang Danian aimed the broken sword at Wu Leng's eyebrows and proposed the last trace of magic power, as if he was stabbed into tofu without any obstacles. The other end penetrated through the skull, and finally the sword bore on his forehead and nailed it to the ground.

After doing all this, Wang Dainian took off all the foggy rings, necklaces, bags on his waist, waistbands, flax robes, hairpins, etc., and put them into the inconspicuous small bag on his waist.

After resting in place for a while, Wang Danian opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of white flames. The foggy body was burned to pieces in an instant. Among the thin layer of ashes, only two tokens were left, one green and one bronze.

"What a baby..." As soon as the two tokens appeared, Wang Danian's iron order jumped out, and a slight flashed. A greed that could not be stopped in his eyes. He exclaimed, bent down and reached out to grab the copper token.

"No, you can't touch it!"

A struggle flashed in his eyes, and his hands stopped at the last few inches, but the Qingming Festival was soon covered by greed, and he quickly grabbed the bronze order.

"No!"

Amid a sad cry, Wang Danian's body was instantly covered with cracks, cracking inch by inch. A gentle breeze blew, and he turned into ashes from head to toe and fluttered away with the wind.

In the night, only Chen Li's upright posture was left, with his eyes closed in a downward posture, standing there, as if looking at the thin ashes not far from his feet.
Chapter completed!