Seeing Sanhua leave quickly, Sigong slowly turned around, looked at Wang Zhenting, and smiled and said, "You are very good."

This is the second time since the meeting, the Fourth Palace praised Wang Zhenting. If the first time was to admire the tone, the second time was to be full of murderous intent.

Before the ending of the last word had fallen, a red sword light burning with flames had already landed where Wang Zhenting had just stood.

But as the red sword light swept past, Wang Zhenting's voice disappeared like a bubble.

Looking at this scene, Cheng Guofeng and Wuqing broke out in cold sweat.

If they were made, they had just been hit.

At this moment, Wang Zhenting's voice sounded in the ears of both of them.

"You stay away!"

Cheng Guofeng nodded, and sighed in his heart as the two people who were killed and disappeared from time to time but appeared in another place.

He didn't know how Wang Zhenting grew up, and he could have grown to this point in such a short time.

Although the other party is not the true body of the Lord of the Realm, it has some of the power of the Lord of the Realm, as well as combat experience and skills.

But now Wang Zhenting can play well with the other party, which is incredible.

Every collision between the two left a stunning color in his eyes. Every collision, the sharp sound seemed to pierce the eardrums, and the sword energy that spilled out during the battle made his skin slightly tingling.

"Walk!"

Wu Qing, who looked at him with a worried look on his face, quickly retreated back. It was not until he retreated to a safe distance that Cheng Guofeng stopped.

"Xiaoqing, pay attention to the situation around you. If you have any problems, tell me immediately."

"Yeah!" Xiaoqing nodded, his eyes still looked at Wang Zhenting's battlefield, but then he was suddenly stunned, touched his forehead, and said, "It's raining?"

Cheng Guofeng raised his head, looked at the sky covered with dark clouds at some point, and said, "It's heavy rain."

Didida.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, dense raindrops are like rain curtains.

In the heavy rain, two figures crossed and each time they attacked, a vibration occurred, knocking the dense rain curtain into a hollow.

Sword and sword.

At this time, after the part of the Fourth Palace of the Realm Lord fell on Jude Road, the sword condensed from blood flames of Jude Road was finally no longer just a weapon, but a sword that came alive.

The blood-red sword broke through the rain curtain, hidden in it, hazy and blurry, and only a little red light flashed faintly.

Suddenly, the red light changed. The sword fingered the sword lightly cut open the falling rain curtain, and fell towards the figure like a gangrene attached to the bone.

At this moment, a little cold light suddenly appeared, stirring a lot of rain, colliding with it.

"bite!"

The crisp sound of the attack exploded like thunder.

Suddenly, the sword energy attached to the two swords cracked, cleaning up the rain around them, and the shattered sword energy cut everything around them into pieces.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

The sound of clashes became more and more fierce and fierce.

Two terrifying sword lights, one red and one green, kept colliding together, just like two evil dragons colliding with each other in the rain curtain, fighting endlessly.

Cheng Guofeng's eyes had turned into a pair of wolf eyes without realizing it, but even so, he couldn't see clearly the fast moving figures of Wang Zhenting and the others. Wu Qing felt that his eyes were hurting and he had already closed it.

The sound of thunder-like attacks continued to sound, and the sword energy collided together, like thousands of troops, fighting fiercely. The sword energy like rainbow gradually stirred up the clouds with the two figures that quickly took off.

I saw that in the heavy rain, the blue and red sword energy scattered all over the sky into different colors. Even if the dark clouds are everywhere, lightning and thunder cannot suppress the brilliance of both.

This amazing scene was seen by many people.

A monk with a ring scar on his head and a pretty face folded his hands together and looked quietly in the distance. The golden Buddha light kept flashing in his eyes.

A figure carrying a long sword was solemn, and the knife behind him kept screaming.

A slim figure looked at the distance with a smile, her slender fingers as thin as green, gently lit the rain curtain in front of her, constantly changing shapes.

The figures hunting in the rain stopped unconsciously when they saw the two colors of green rainbows in the distance.

Some people have serious expressions, but more people are kicking in their hearts.

They were not sure that they could block such a sword.

As a result, many people unconsciously withdrew from the battle.

This is not the final stage yet. How do you look at the battle there? It seems that the battle is about to be a decisive battle?

Many people have such doubts in their minds.

However, no matter what others think, Wang Zhenting is now immersed in this refreshing battle.

This battle not only allowed his power to be fully exerted, but also stimulated his power to continue to grow.

Yes, even in battle, his power is growing constantly and growing rapidly.

As Wang Zhenting's opponent, the Fourth Palace, was also very surprised.

He had never encountered such a thing, but he knew that if this continued, he would undoubtedly lose in the face of Wang Zhenting's growing strength.

The Fourth Palace, who was in mid-air, swept back like a bird. When flying, the red sword light in the sky quickly converged into the sword in the palm of the Fourth Palace, like a retreating sunset.

Blood-red, deep red, in the end, the blood-flame sword in the hands of the Sigong had turned into black, deep and heavy black like ink.

Looking at this scene, Wang Zhenting's eyes shrank, and he actually closed his eyes in the surprised eyes of the Fourth Palace.

The next moment, four kinds of sword intent emerged from Wang Zhenting, and in the constant cycle of reincarnation, wrapped around the Qingming Sword in his hand.

The Sigong took a breath, pointed a finger at the long sword, and the huge aura locked on Wang Zhenting. The sword in his hand pointed gently at Wang Zhenting, and his body seemed to disappear, disappearing in the air for no reason.

The next moment, the rain curtain in front of Wang Zhenting suddenly evaporated, and a simple stab penetrated Wang Zhenting's chest.

This sword appeared quietly without warning and without starting a move, and then there was a result.

Often, the result is that the Sigong sword pierces the opponent's chest with one sword, and the bursting sword energy will stir the opponent into pieces.

But at this time...

But this is not the result!

Before the Fourth Palace disappeared, the Qingming Sword in Wang Zhenting's hand had already stabbed with his heart's guidance. When the Fourth Palace's sword stabbed, the four sword intents wrapped around the Qingming Sword quietly merged together.

Time was pressed to pause, and everything except the sword in Wang Zhenting's hand stopped functioning.
Chapter completed!