Chapter 4483: Too weak

"It's not that the Xuanhuang Qi is strong, but you are too weak. Although you may have cultivated in this realm for countless years, as long as you can't make this step, you will have to die today."
"Arrogant!"
Hearing this, the black robe immediately drank, and his expression became abnormally hideous.
Over the years, he has been in the deeper realm day and night. Although he has not broken through to the late stage of the Xianwu realm, he has not achieved nothing. He has still created a very powerful magical power.
He had never used this magical power before anyone, and he thought that there was probably no one in this world who could force him to use his own tricks, and these people were unworthy.
But now he was suppressed in his first battle right out of the mountain, and the person who suppressed him was still very young. Under such circumstances, he felt like a fire was burning in his heart, making his chest full. Dramatic ups and downs.
"You are not enough to kill me, even if you have the black and yellow aura that can suppress me, what can you do?" The black robe spoke at this time, with a hint of pride in his tone, as if he had not put Wang Feng away. The same in the eyes.
It's just that he didn't know that Wang Feng had even more powerful methods that he hadn't come up with. If Wang Feng used all his strength from the beginning, it is estimated that this person would already be in a different place.
"It looks like you are not desperate yet."
Since the Xuanhuang Qi could not kill the opponent, Wang Feng could only use more powerful means.
With a thought, Wang Feng's side began to be surrounded by several gray-brown mists. The gray-brown mist just released and immediately exuded an astonishing pressure, even the black robe couldn't help but change its color slightly.
Because he didn't expect Wang Feng to have such a powerful method.
"Everything should be over, since you are a person in this black robe world, then you should fall."
Speaking of this, Wang Feng waved his sleeves again, and suddenly the black and yellow air mixed with the gray-brown mist swept over.
"Humph."
Seeing that Wang Feng had to repeat the same tricks, the black robe gave a cold snort, and then a dark light curtain was erected in front of him. This light curtain has a very strong defense power, even the Supreme's full blow can block it. .
It’s just that such a broken thing immediately lost its effect after encountering Wang Feng’s gray-brown mist. This gray-brown mist has a very strong tearing force. Even the black robe leader was torn to the body, and a defensive light shield What's the use?
Therefore, in the shocked look of this black robe, the gray-brown mist of Wang Feng directly tore his black light shield and fell on him.
"what."
His physical body is indeed stronger than the average supreme, but the gray-brown mist has a stronger tearing ability, so this black robe was directly torn apart by Wang Feng's gray-brown mist, and the mysterious yellow aura swept across in an instant Into this person's body.
The Xuanhuang Qi entering Wang Feng's body will not have any effect, and can even help him recover, but once this force enters the black robe world and the body of the Holy Sect monk, the situation will be different.
At this moment, the black robe was infiltrated into the body by the black and yellow energy, his complexion immediately changed, and a screaming sound was made in his mouth.
The oldest supreme in the world can't even beat a younger generation, which made this black robe really blow up his lungs, but he still had a lot of means to use.
"I thought how strong you are. It turns out that you just have a hard mouth." A sneer appeared on Wang Feng's face, and then he took out the sword he had obtained with the fortune teller from his dantian.
This sword has a sword spirit in it, and this sword spirit is still completely surrendered. Wang Feng has never used this sword in actual combat, so he will now use this sword to try .
"Nine Heavens!"
At this moment, there was a loud roar from the black robe's mouth, and then he began to perform his own tricks.
The sky changed color at this moment, and a large swath of black clouds gathered in the originally clear sky in an instant, like a sign of a catastrophe.
But this is not a catastrophe, but a magical power displayed by this black robe.
For a moment, Wang Feng felt as if countless mountains appeared on top of his head, which made it difficult for him to kick his breath, and there was a strong wind around him, making his eyes unable to open.
However, at this moment, Wang Feng's figure was moved, and then a huge black hole formed where he was, and emitted a huge swallowing power.
The back of the black hole is not a good place at first glance. Once inside, Wang Feng will be injured, so he no longer wants to delay with the black robe, and he does not want to waste more time.
"Xuanhuang Qi enters the body, you have already started to go downhill, but now you have to use supernatural powers to kill me forcibly, if so, then there is no need for you to stay in this world."
Speaking of this, there were a few more gray-brown mists around Wang Feng. The gray-brown mist before was extracted by Wang Feng in the early days of the Immortal Martial Realm, but now the gray-brown mist he released was previously extracted of.
This newly extracted gray-brown mist is very powerful. Wang Feng knew it, but he hadn't used it in actual combat. Now he used it all.
"cut!"
Raising the sword in his hand, Wang Feng slashed towards the black robe.
Like a sword that opened the world, a terrifying sword swept out of this sword, and slashed towards the black robe.
And this Jian Gang is not only sword aura, but also Wang Feng's gray-brown mist.
Therefore, the power of this sword is beyond imagination, even if this black robe is strong, he cannot block Wang Feng's sword.
The latest grayish-brown mist has even more terrifying tearing power. Under such circumstances, the body of the black robe was instantly split into two halves by the sword gun.
The incision was extremely flat, and a drop of blood could not be seen, but in the next second, suddenly the flat incision began to split rapidly, and Wang Feng's gray-brown mist played its role.
"what!"
A terrible scream came from the mouth of this black robe~EbookFREE.me~ He never dreamed that he would be split in half by another's sword.
He never thought that he would fall in this way, he couldn't accept it.
But this is reality, and he can't help but accept it.
"Why is this? Why is it not your opponent?" The voice of the soul of the black robe echoed in the void.
"I thought you were so powerful, but now you seem to be too weak." At this point, Wang Feng's figure flashed, and he appeared directly beside the black robe's soul.
Under a sword, the black robe's soul has also suffered huge trauma, and also suffered the trauma of the gray-brown mist, so his current soul is constantly being torn apart, death is only a matter of time.