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The golden aura jumped out of the eagle diagram and poured into his right hand, instantly turning it into a flawless golden color. At the same time, a faint pattern gradually appeared under the skin of the right hand. At the tip of the fingers, the nails grow rapidly and are conical in shape, which at first glance resemble the claws of an eagle.

Although the process was only a short moment, the huge changes had already caused Sun Changkong's body to have undergone earth-shaking changes.

Seeing that Zhang Wangyuan's extremely strong knife was imminent, Sun Changkong surprised everyone, and the sudden change of eagle claws was already in front of him. When everyone saw this scene, not only did they close their eyes, they didn't want to see the tragic image of flesh and blood flying and arms separated.

"Bang!"

Sun Changkong didn't know where he got the courage, and when he saw the blade slashing on his hand, his face was not moved.

I saw him press his three fingers on the blade of the knife, and a large spark poured out, and then disappeared on the ground around him.

Looking at his right hand again, the golden aura was thick and abundant, and it was hard to completely absorb the deadly sword qi and completely dissipate it.

Zhang Wangyuan's inevitable move, the bloody wind was dissolved by him.

"Wow, Senior Brother Sun is simply amazing, support Sun Changkong, support Dan Lang'er. ”

"Sun Changkong will fight today, and he will definitely become famous. This person is limitless!"

Sun Changkong's beautiful and neat skills conquered the hearts of everyone present. Even those inner disciples couldn't help but give a thumbs up in their hearts, sincerely admiring and admiring.

"Don't just look at it! Look far away, keep fighting!"

At this moment, Guan Xiuzhe's mouth came out with a rebuke that was diametrically opposed to the atmosphere of the scene. Zhang Wangyuan, who had not yet returned to his senses, blindly glanced at him behind him, and then looked at Sun Changkong on the steps, and his arrogant self-esteem was completely shattered under the ruthless trampling.

"Sun Changkong, I want your life!"

It's too late, it's too fast, Zhang Wangyuan's legs jumped, and he came to the other party in the blink of an eye. At this moment, with the knife in his hand and the strength of his qi, a terrifying cold light suddenly rose from the side of his palm, and the lightning slashed towards Sun Changkong's chest like a flint.

Things happened so quickly that Sun Changkong suffered misfortune before he had time to enjoy the joy of victory. If this blow is slashed on the body, even if it can't be killed on the spot, it is estimated that the sternum and ribs will be broken by seventy or eighty percent, and it is almost impossible to recover. But just as the knife was close to his chest, Sun Changkong's brain suddenly remembered something.

The treasure robe was the long gown that he tore to tatters and could only be called a vest.

From just now to now, he has been so busy with the battle that he actually forgot about this unknown treasure. Although the knife fell, Sun Changkong did not feel the severe pain he should have. In a trance, he only felt a tightness in his chest, as if a caterpillar was wriggling on his body, which made him itch unbearably. But when he looked in front of him again, there was only one palm, a laughing knife.

"Give you back!"

God-given opportunity, just when Zhang Wangyuan was distracted by the unsuccessful attack, Sun Changkong grasped this excellent gap, and took advantage of the golden aura in his right hand to disperse, decisively raised his index finger and poked straight into the other party's ribs.

In the eyes of everyone, Zhang Wangyuan's chest was like paper paste, and it was effortlessly "stretched" into it by the seemingly understated finger. Then, Sun Changkong took his finger back again, if it weren't for the round gap, everyone would have thought he was playing tricks.

Although the wound was exposed, strangely enough, there was not a single trace of blood flowing out of the gap, and only darkness filled it. Zhang Wangyuan's expression was not so serene, as time passed, his vitality passed rapidly, and after a few seconds, he was already dead, and he couldn't do it.

"What else to see, save people!"

Wang Kuaizui's sword was as fast as his mouth, and as soon as the words fell, he and his Fengying Kuaijian had already broken through the air, approaching Sun Changkong's throat.

Sun Changkong, who had just escaped from danger, shrewdly dodged a blow as fast as an arrow. But the accompanying sword qi still passed through the space and ripped off a piece of clothing on his chest, revealing a corner of the treasure robe inside.

"There's something weird about this kid!"

Just as Wang Kuaizui landed, the other three followed closely and came to Zhang Wangyuan's side. Here, Gao Songzhu uses strong internal force to protect his heart. On the other side, Guan Xiuzhe took out a small black porcelain bottle from his arms, although his face was hesitant, but he was still not lazy in his hand, and quickly took out an unknown pill, put it into Zhang Wangyuan's mouth, and helped him take it.

"You even used the Soul Returning Pill, it seems that the Fire Bearded Daoist has given you a lot of benefits!"

Gao Songzhu supported Zhang Wangyuan's body, but there was a strange expression on his face.

"Don't talk about those useless things, what did Lao Wang's words mean just now. What do you mean there's something weird about that kid?"

Guan Xiuzhe was a little impatient, so he simply stood up and ran to Wang Kuaizui, and hurriedly asked.

"What do you think of my sword?" Wang Kuaizui glanced at Guan Xiuzhe and said in a low voice.

"Fast, faster than you can imagine. Guan Xiuzhe replied without thinking.

"What else?" Wang Kuaikou said, looking at the other party, and continued to ask.

"Leigh is almost invincible. This time, Guan Xiuzhe's thoughts were still clear and orderly, but he didn't know why the other party asked so.

Then, Wang Kuaizui didn't speak. He cocked a finger and pointed to the place where Sun Changkong's back had cut off his clothes, and then said with a frown:

"My sword can't pierce one of his garments, unless it's dull. Otherwise, this kid's clothes are a treasure!"

Wang's quick words finally attracted the attention of several people around him. At this moment, they turned their attention to Sun Changkong's body.

These people, all of whom are immortal cultivators in the realm of inspiration, can already observe things to the point where their hearts move with their minds. But with their years of experience in cultivating immortals, they couldn't even tell what Sun Changkong was wearing. For a moment, the atmosphere in the air became tense.

Sun Changkong, who realized that something was wrong, wanted to get out of it and leave to avoid the limelight for the time being. Who knew that except for Zhang Wangyuan, the remaining four people had extremely keen insight, and before he could take action, these ghostly opponents had already blocked all his retreats. There is only one way to leave, to step over them.

"I hurt someone and want to leave. I haven't settled the matter with you last time, do you think you can be lucky all the time?" Guan Xiuzhe said coldly.

Seeing that he had no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the earth, Sun Changkong simply gave up the idea of running away, and said calmly:

"If you want to kill me, do it!

As he spoke, Sun Changkong stretched out his hand and grasped it, and the Linlang Treasure Knife inserted on the ground suddenly jumped into his palm with the summoning, and the fierce murderous aura that disappeared before reappeared, even a little stronger than just now. When the four of them saw this scene, they were unmoved at all, and at the critical moment, the immortal cultivators of the Inspiration Realm showed their due courage.

This time, Gao Songzhu was the first to speak:

"Boy, I advise you not to struggle. If there's just one person, you might be able to deal with a few tricks. But the four of us joined forces, don't say a few tricks, even if you can't take it. Brothers, stop standing, don't let him see how powerful the inner disciple is, he still thinks that we are eating in the immortal garden and waiting to die!"

Gao Songzhu gave an order, and the figures of the four disappeared in an instant. Then, Sun Changkong felt an irresistible coercion sweeping from all directions, enveloping his body in an instant. Then, he felt that his body had completely failed, not for any other reason, but because all the big holes on his body were locked by the four people who were close at hand. With the slightest action, the next moment he will be a corpse.

"Aren't you going to break the net with me?" Wang Kuaizui put his sword on Sun Changkong's shoulder, stirred it a few times, and said playfully.

"Hmph, what kind of ability is it to fight one of four, and if you have the ability, you can come one by one. See if I don't beat you all over the ground looking for teeth!"

When death is approaching, Sun Changkong still does not spare the slightest bit of cheapness, as the saying goes, "a dead duck has a hard mouth", "no tears when you don't see a coffin" is a kind of person like him!

"You kid, you're really tired of it!"

Sun Changkong's ignorance of current affairs completely angered Gao Songzhu, a hot-tempered enemy. Under the anger, his two bull's eyes were almost glared out, and a pair of vise-like hands were tightly clasped on Sun Changkong's sides, posing as if he was about to insert the onion upside down.

"You've had enough of it!"

In the midst of Sun Changkong's crisis, a person appeared outside the gate of the Ziqiang Institute again. This person's aura is extremely strong, not to mention Sun Changkong, even Guan Xiuzhe is not an opponent. Standing at the back, Feng Yulang glanced at the situation outside the door, and said lightly:

"He's coming!"

Who is "he"? Of the dozens of people present, I am afraid that no one knows except the four of them. When they heard this, several people, including Gao Songzhu, all showed a little awe. They may not belong to the same forces, but in the face of absolute strength, they only have the qualifications to worship and worship.

"Shen Wanqiu!"

At this time, among the disciples, a bland voice suddenly remembered. Then, everyone turned their eyes to the person outside the door, and even Sun Changkong forgot his current situation and followed everyone to find the figure of that person.

He came, walking like the wind, and he came, standing like a pine. His arrival made the four people in the inner gate tremble. His arrival gave Sun Changkong a glimmer of life.

"Bullying the little with the more, bullying the small with the big, you four use the face of our inner disciples as a rag!

Shen Wanqiu's domineering spirit turned into an incomparable huge palm, and in an instant, the four people surrounding Sun Changkong flew upside down. The four of them were stunned, but they didn't dare to say a word, especially Feng Yulang, his cold face was pale, and his originally ruddy lips were bitten by him and blood oozed out.

"Why are you helping me?"

Faced with Shen Wanqiu's help, Sun Changkong asked bluntly.

"Hehe, you're mistaken. I'm not here to help you. Shen Wanqiu replied with a smile.

"What about you?"

"I'm here to take that treasure garment from you!"

As soon as the words fell, Shen Wanqiu was a palm in the air, and his dexterous strength bypassed the obstacles of several people, and all of them penetrated into Sun Changkong's body. In an instant, his coat was reduced to countless fragments, except for a comically shabby waistcoat that remained in everyone's sight.

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