Chapter 739: Mu Hualong’s contempt, the destruction of the Wang family?
Wang Xiaoke raised his eyebrows and saw the devil's claws falling on his head.
Alarm bells rang in his mind and he retreated quickly, barely avoiding capture.
"Buzz!"
A middle-aged man stepped out from the broken void.
Tall figure, deep eyes, and long hair draped over shoulders.
The energy surging in the body is stronger than that of the ocean.
It seems to have the power to collapse the sky and can destroy the world with a flip of the hand.
"Nascent Soul Realm... is that the one from the Divine Court?"
Bai Ming's beautiful eyes were wide open, and her heart was filled with tremendous pressure.
There are few people in the world who can be enemies of a strong man of this level.
She gritted her teeth and said, "Even this guy is here."
"Where is that old fox Wu Tu? Why hasn't he come to help yet?"
She had been wondering about this for a long time. Logically speaking, Wu Tu should have arrived earlier.
I don't know what the hell he is doing...
The four guardians of the Divine Court were extremely surprised that there were adults present.
What kind of waves can these people stir up?
Wei Wuqing bowed respectfully, with a hint of reverence in his eyes.
"I am incompetent, I hope you can do it yourself."
Mu Hualong looked down disdainfully as if he was looking at a group of ants.
A pair of cold eyes made the monks present break out in cold sweats.
"Is that the Lord of the Divine Court, Mu Hualong, who is known as the Demonic Dragon?"
"Yes, I heard that he is in the middle stage of Yuanying, which is equivalent to Master Wu."
"A powerful being in the middle stage of Nascent Soul? How can we resist him?"
"What a terrifying look. I feel like he will kill me at any moment."
"The Lord of the Divine Court actually came here in person. The Wang family is in danger this time!"
……
Mu Hualong looked towards the Wang family formation, his eyes locked on Feng Ling.
His black eyes narrowed slightly, and a terrifying aura spread out.
Wang Xiaoke's expression became serious: "Damn it... don't even think about breaking the formation!"
He took a step forward, his soul shone brightly, as if he was trying his best.
"Listening to the Wind Sword Technique, Seal the Demon!"
A long river of sword energy rushed towards Mu Hualong, trying to drown him.
"Ok?"
Mu Hualong glanced sideways calmly, his expression as calm as the abyss.
"You are such a tiny force, and you want to stop me?"
"Ant."
As soon as he spoke, a magic dragon coiled behind him, its whiskers swaying slightly.
The dragon scales are solid and lifelike, as if they really exist.
Roar!
The evil dragon roared loudly, and its huge body broke the sword river.
Dive towards the fourth-grade formation.
Wang Xiaoke gritted his teeth, this soul was still too weak.
Facing the boss of Shen Ting... he felt a little unsure.
It will take another half an hour for the mind to connect with the body.
What we need to do now is to hold on until the real body arrives.
"cut!"
Wang Xiaoke raised his sword and swung it at the dragon, but was blown away by its tail.
"Roar!"
The dragon's roar was deafening, and the demon dragon passed over him and roared towards the formation.
Boom——
The entire Panlong Mountain was shaken by an earthquake, with grass and trees falling down and rocks flying everywhere.
The residents at the foot of the mountain were awakened and looked towards the top of the mountain in fear.
But because of the formation blocking the view, it looked nothing unusual.
"Click——"
The fourth-grade formation couldn't withstand a single blow and was directly shattered.
Without the protection of the formation, several buildings collapsed.
The girls of the Wang family and Feng Ling were exposed together in the open space.
Wang Yingying's face turned pale and she said with gritted teeth.
"Damn it, the formation has been breached!"
Wang Xinru looked up at the sky in horror. It was the first time she had seen such a scene.
In the eyes of ordinary people, this is undoubtedly a magical power.
"grown ups!"
Feng Ling raised her eyes with joy, her body felt lighter, and she was pulled into the sky.
Mu Hualong flicked his fingers and released the restrictions in her body.
Feng Ling's delicate body trembled, and her cultivation filled her body again.
"Thank you, sir!"
"Yeah." Mu Hualong glanced at her: "The days of imprisonment."
"They didn't do anything to you, right?"
A strange look flashed in Feng Ling's eyes, and she quickly shook her head at him.
The hostility in Mu Hualong's eyes faded, as if he was relieved.
"You lead the people and destroy the Wang family."
"Yes!"
Feng Ling raised his hand and summoned the bone whip, then looked towards the villa with a smile.
Wang Xiaoke's eyes were gloomy. Without the protection of the formation, his sister would definitely not be able to resist.
He sent a message to the people below: "Sister, crush all the ancient jades!"
Wang Yingying took out an ancient jade and crushed it with a snap.
The other sisters did the same and crushed the five ancient jades.
Six white rays of light flashed, transforming into human figures.
The six incarnations of the original spirit!
"combine!"
Following a loud shout, the six incarnations all raised their eyes.
He leaped towards the sky and merged into one with the sword-wielding figure.
Mu Hualong watched his momentum rise and the corners of his mouth slowly twitched.
"It's quite interesting. You have made great progress over the years."
"It's a pity that my real body is not here, otherwise I would kill you with my own hands."
Wang Xiaoke narrowed his eyes slightly, and his illusory body gradually solidified.
"If you have the ability, just wait for my real body to arrive and see who will kill whom?"
Mu Hualong sneered, his eyes revealing undisguised contempt.
"You are just a half-step Nascent Soul, and you still want to defend the sky with the strength of an ant?"
He was dressed in a black robe, his long hair was dancing, and he had a playful smile on his face.
"In my eyes, you and them are nothing more than insignificant."
Glancing at Bai Ming and other cultivators, he sighed softly.
"It's just ants."
Everyone was stunned. Who dared to say that a half-step Nascent Soul was weak?
It is no exaggeration to say that in today's world, Jindan is the supreme power.
One person can destroy the existence of a small country.
But even so, he was still called an ant by Mu Hualong.
The Lord of the Divine Court.
Really rampant!
Bai Ming looked embarrassed, with an indescribable bitterness in his mouth.
"Where's that old fox? If he doesn't come, we'll be doomed..."
Even the united efforts of the association would not be able to withstand a powerful Yuanying.
"Dragon and Phoenix Sword Art, Nine Dragons Unrivaled!"
Wang Xiaoke walked in the air and nine golden dragons broke out of his body.
The sound of the sword spread throughout Panlong Mountain, and countless people looked up to the sky.
The ten-foot-long sword light flashed and arrived at Mu Hualong's face in the blink of an eye.
"The sword moves are good... but lack power."
Mu Hualong slowly raised his hand, clenched his five fingers, and the demonic energy condensed in front of him.
The sword light was blocked tightly and then swallowed by the black air.
"Too weak, boring~"
He originally wanted to bring Feng Ling back and kill Wang Xiaoke at the same time.
But his real body wasn't there, he was too lazy to delay and wanted to end it quickly.
"Destroy."
Wang Xiaoke looked up in astonishment and saw a demonic mountain appear.
The mountain was shrouded in black mist, which pressed down on him fiercely.
Bai Ming's brows were filled with worry, and he secretly sweated for him.
If this were to hit him, who below the Nascent Soul stage could survive?
"Tai Xuan Sword Jue."
Wang Xiaoke frowned, and spiritual power poured into the sword frantically.
The supreme sword intent rises into the sky.
"First move, cut Yin and Yang!"
Wang Xiaoke's soul suddenly became dim and bright.
This move consumed so much energy that the incarnation almost dissipated.
The sky was silent at first, then there was a strong wind and golden thunder filled the sky.
“Swish——”
An illusory sword light shot out and split the Demon Mountain in half.
"Hmm?" Mu Hualong smiled and said, "He does have some strength."
"You're proud of yourself for withstanding my casual blow."
"But you still have to lose."
Suddenly, a demon dragon soared up and pounced towards Wang Xiaoke.
He didn't have time to catch his breath and hurriedly put up a spiritual barrier.
"Bam—"
After the violent explosion, Wang Xiaoke's soul was badly damaged.
A giant dark hand grasped him and bound him tightly.
Mu Hualong sneered and used his five fingers to almost crush him to pieces.
"Don't worry, I will entertain your family well."
"We won't let them die easily."
Wang Xiaoke said angrily: "How dare you! Come at me if you can!"
"If you hurt my family, I promise you will die."
Mu Hualong let out a "tut" sound and crushed the soul into pieces.
"Hahaha, you still dare to threaten me, how ridiculous."
A faint gray light dissipated into the sky.
When the sisters saw Feng Ling approaching, a shadow fell over their hearts...
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