Chapter 504: Imprisonment of the Wind

He wanted to fight Yang Xibi, not only to kill him, but also to put aside the whirlpool cannon mission for a long time, but he was afraid that Yang Xibi would avoid the fight, and would be killed by Long Ke casually. Is it gone?
So Wen Ping simply did what he liked.
Doesn't Yang Xibi want to live?
Then give him the result he wants.
"Really?" Yang Xibi answered as expected.
Wen Ping nodded, "Of course."
"You told her to move back." Yang Xibi stared at Long Ke with lingering fear. They were separated by a dozen steps, which really made him feel insecure.
This distance is no different from being carried by a knife around the neck.
Wen Ping smiled and nodded, smiling at Yang Xibi's innocence, but since Yang Xibi feels such a sense of security, he might as well be naive once again, "Zhao Keqing, you step back."
"What the hell?"
Although Long Ke was puzzled, he still stepped back.
Wen Ping went on to say, "Should I start now, or give you a few breaths to stand up?"
"right now!"
Yang Xibi said, making fists with both hands.
boom!
A blue vein opened in response. From a distance, the rippling pulse was like a sea tide. In this wave of pulse, Yang Xibi's second and third channels opened one after another.
boom!
boom!
At this moment, Yang Xibi had changed his sluggish aura when facing Long Ke, and the whole person stood there like a wild monster.
Compared to him, Wen Ping is very different.
boom--
The sound of the two veins that sounded at the same time blended together and came out. Although there were only two veins, it didn't enter Yang Xibi's aura soaring, but the white veins surprised everyone from a thousand meters away.
None of them have seen the white veins.
The same is true for Yang Xibi.
"White vein?"
Golden, wood, water, fire and earth, even the recent wind attributes, are not white veins.
Does Wen Ping have a seventh attribute?
When the horror at the white vein gate slowly faded away, Yang Xibi returned to his senses to see the most direct thing, that was Wen Ping's realm.
Divine Profound Realm!
But I don’t dare to laugh at Wen Ping’s self-defense. Then Zhao Keqing is not far away from him, "Sect Master Wen, you may not be the first person in the Divine Profound Realm, but you are the boldest person in the Divine Profound Realm. I have heard of the Heavenly God’s Abnormal Vein and Shenxuan challenge half-step Zhenyue, and never heard of a God Profound Realm challenging the Zhenyue Realm. You have to understand that neither my spirit body nor my Zhenyue Armor is opened. The two veins of the Divine Profound Realm can be hurt."
"Don't worry, you will die!"
Wen Ping responded coldly, and then with a thought, he subconsciously began with Imperial Swordsmanship. When I wanted to remove the Takizuki Sword from the Tibetan Ring, he found that his mental power was so scarce that he even lost the ability of the Imperial Sword.
But it doesn't matter.
Anyway, the realm of swordsmanship training is not high.
Even if the Takizuki Sword is a weapon of the gods, and the special ability increase of the vortex map, it should not hurt Yang Xibi in the Zhenyue realm.
First try Yang Xibi's depth with fire dragon technique!
call--
The white flame suddenly rose in Wen Ping's palm.
With a flick of his hand, a fire dragon emerged from the flames, and it grew longer and longer until it reached more than ten feet. The red eyes stared at Yang Xibi as Wen Ping hovered around him.
"Use all your strength, underestimating the enemy may make you die."
After all, Wen Ping waved his hand immediately.
The white fire dragon flew towards Yang Xibi. Yang Xibi was shocked that Wen Ping could even turn white flames. However, after putting away the horror, he immediately looked at the fire dragon, and inadvertently saw the fire dragon passing by.
The floor tiles and soil melted instantly.
At this moment, even if it is more than ten meters away, I can feel the high temperature rushing toward my face.
"You are fire, and Lao Tzu is water!" After stepping back a few steps, Yang Xibi stomped his feet severely with the trembling of the veins, and suddenly heard the sound of the wave rising behind him. The wave came into view, it passed Yang Xibi, and slapped it against the fire dragon, "This is a giant wave shaking mountain technique, a profound vein technique. Although it is only a low grade, Lao Tzu has already cultivated it to perfection. Today I am Just use this water to extinguish your fire!"
Ju Lang seemed to be inspired by Yang Xibi's shout, and the noise made even louder. The width slowly spread to more than ten meters, and the height has also climbed five meters. Although it seems not as high as a mountain, no one dares to doubt that it does not contain the power of shaking the mountain. Because it is not simple water, but a profound level perfect pulse technique, coupled with the strength of the Zhenyue realm, ordinary small mountain peaks may not be able to resist.
Compared with it, the white fire dragon looks a little thin, like a skinny child who has not eaten for a long time.
But Wen Ping did not appear to panic.
"Say as if I didn't reach Consummation!"
Moreover, it is a high-grade pulse technique of the profound level.
The realm is not enough, the grade will make up!
Wen Ping smiled softly, and when the voice fell, the white fire dragon ran into the huge wave coming.
The sound of the tide and the roar of the dragon are mixed together, making people from a kilometer away feel excited.
Fire dragon, there is no raging wave breaking up.
Nor was it extinguished its arrogant flame.
After the dragon head raised the sky with a long and silent whistle, he immediately burst out a huge wave and rushed towards Yang Xibi.
"what?"
Yang Xibi couldn't believe the scene before him. It stands to reason that it shouldn't be the pulse of his Zhenyue realm.
"This fire is weird!"
After realizing this, Yang Xibi hurried back, and while retreating quickly, waves suddenly rose behind him, patting the fire dragon again and again as if he didn't need money.
When Yang Xibi retreated hundreds of meters, the wave was also broken up by the wave.
But just as he was about to speak, another white fire dragon came.
"Does it make sense?"
This white fire dragon could already be broken, and he couldn't figure out why Wen Ping came back, using one trick twice, it was of no use at all.
After all, the pulse is in, and the pulse is inexhaustible.
If you want to consume his energy, don't even think about it, he doesn't believe that Wen Ping's spiritual realm is higher than him!
The living time of the two is very different.
And just as he saw the fire dragon coming again, he felt something was wrong. When he turned his head, he saw that the white fire dragon was still followed by one, one after another, "lunatic!"
Yang Xibi immediately secretly said in his heart: Knitting wool with you crazy man!
Gotta go!
Go now!
This opportunity was given to him by Wen Ping himself~EbookFREE.me~Don't let it go.
His own mount was behind him. In the entire Tianchen Academy area, the only ten Great Wing Clan monsters belonged to him.
As long as she is on the Golden Crow, Zhao Keqing of the Zhenyue Upper Realm will not be able to catch up!
"go!"
Just leave, Yang Xibi turned his head and flew towards his Golden Crow.
Wen Ping sensed Yang Xibi's movements, and was not in a hurry. He smiled lightly and said, "Even so careful thinking!"
The voice fell.
boom!
boom!
The two veins trembled at the same time, and the original white veins slowly became transparent. At this moment, the wind suddenly passed by Wen Ping like a child.
Wen Ping shot out directly, and the fire dragon also turned around at this moment, chasing Yang Xibi, but the target was not Yang Xibi, but the Great Wing Clan monster on the square.
Yang Xibi looked at the Golden Crow close at hand, and was overjoyed. He felt Wen Ping's attack behind him and hurriedly said to the nine gods of the Profound Realm: "Tear him to Laozi!"
The nine great monsters of the Divine Profound Realm went up together and killed one Divine Profound Realm easily.
Even if Zhao Keqing came to help, Wen Ping hadn't been torn apart, but he had already left and no one could catch up.
Regardless of the result, it is the best result.
But as soon as the voice fell, Yang Xibi ran, his expression frozen.
His golden crow won't move!
Like woodcarving.
If it weren't for the eyes that were still rolling, he couldn't believe the scene before him.
Just now, it spread its wings to pick itself up.
"what happened?"
As soon as he turned his head, an astonishing scene came into view, not only his golden crow, but the other nine great demons of the Divine Profound Realm were all frozen.