Chapter 1105

The flame spear pierced the ancient giant finger, shook it gently, and completely shattered the black giant finger. Seeing this scene, Gu Feng showed a miserable smile on his face. This is the five strong people in the condensed soul realm, which he can't compete with now.

"Die."

Wang Shengsen's cold voice came, and the burning spear pierced the antique body and carried him in mid air.

"Wang Sheng, I'll come back. When I come back, it's when you fall." Gu Feng looked at Wang Sheng with cold killing intention in his eyes. The other party showed his intention to kill him. Why didn't he want to kill the other party. Moreover, the ancient wind also wants to take advantage of this event. However, some people understand that they are enemies of the ancient wind and are ready to pay their lives.

"Bang"

The light is bright, the void around the ancient wind wriggles, the flashing light wraps the ancient wind, and his body also disappears from here. The flame spear in Wang Sheng's hand also disappeared. His face was a little pale and gloomy. Because the words of the ancient style are definitely not joking and will come back again, but it will be very difficult to face the ancient style again with his current physical condition and want to win.

The scene was also very quiet. The sound of the ancient wind with endless killing intention still echoed in everyone's ears. They didn't move. They wanted to see if the ancient wind would appear again.

"Senior brother Zhen Qing..." with a pale face, Wang Sheng looked at the three Zhen Qing aside: "after this assessment, can we leave?"

"Leave? Younger martial brother Wang Sheng has forgotten the rules of assessment. Each time, only 200 internal disciples will be left, but look at how many are left here?" Zhen Qing sneered in his heart. Of course, he knew what Wang Sheng thought. He must be afraid of the ancient wind and come back again. If he was an ordinary disciple, he certainly wouldn't, but the ancient style made him feel frightened.

Wang Sheng's face sank and turned to look at the remaining 500 people. His face became unusually embarrassed.

"You Wang Sheng asked for it." Gu Ying and Lei Bao also sneered in their hearts.

"Then quickly expel the rest of the people." Wang Sheng's voice was cold.

"Let's do it." Zhen Qing was a little tired of warheads, his spiritual power surged, and rushed to the crowd below again, but his spiritual power was obviously much weaker than before.

"These three bastards." of course, Wang Sheng also knew the thoughts in their hearts. His face was iron blue, but he had nothing to do. He could only seize the last time to recover his spiritual power.

Outside Luo Sheng's door, the space wriggles, and the figure of ancient style appears. His face was a little pale, but the arm that had become a blood mist appeared intact again. His eyes glittered with bloodthirsty light and stared at the direction of Ziyuan peak. His eyes had a disturbing light, which made people palpitating.

"If the fierce breath is eroded by the murderous gas, it may become a great devil." Zifeng looked at the ancient wind and frowned. Even he had to admit the talent of the ancient wind, and even the king Sheng ended up seriously injured when he wanted to kill him.

"Brother Feng..."

Just as the crowd stared at the ancient wind, several roars also sounded. It was Lei Hu and others. Followed by a green figure flying out of the crowd, his body exudes a cold breath, which is the clear water. Her breath was cold, and the surrounding space seemed to condense. Behind her, a transparent shadow slowly emerged.

"It's all right."

Blue water looked at the ancient wind and said in a cold voice. However, hearing the sound, the ancient wind knew that the blue water was completely angry.

The murderous intention on his face disappeared and grinned: "don't worry, it's no big deal. I'll solve that guy myself. But now I'm going to clean up Wang Sheng first."

Gu Feng turned back and looked at the image in Luosheng's Secret territory. His eyes fixed on the king Sheng who sat cross legged on the mountain and tried his best to restore his spiritual power. His voice was a little cold.

"Well, you go, but be more careful." Bishui nodded. She also knows that no one can change the determination made by the ancient wind. Moreover, the current Wang Sheng is not a threat to the ancient style at all.

The Luosheng gate opened slowly, and the ancient wind stepped into it again.

Luo Sheng's Secret territory, on the green mountain, the space is cracked, and the ancient figure comes out of the broken void. His killing intention is like essence, rippling around his body.

"Wang Sheng, come and die." the cold cry sounded, and everyone in Luosheng's Secret territory couldn't help looking at the sky. There, the ancient wind stood in the air, holding a purple long sword in his hand, surrounded by purple thunder, like thunder gods and sword demons, with thunder running and sword meaning.

"He came back so soon." a flash of surprise flashed in everyone's eyes. After all, the ancient wind was also seriously injured and consumed a lot of spiritual power. It should recover and come in again.

"Boy, I didn't think you really came to die." Wang Sheng opened his eyes, looked at the ancient wind and said.

"Suffer death? Now you are not my opponent at all. Do you want to restore your spiritual power? Unfortunately, I won't let you do what you want." Gu Feng sneered, urging life and death in his body to seize heaven's power.

Life and death seize the power of heaven, the power of heaven and earth, and the spirit of all things. Driven by the ancient wind, his whole body formed a huge vortex, like a black hole, which made the spiritual power of the heaven and earth converge madly towards him.

The spiritual power of the whole heaven and earth seems to be pulled away in an instant, gathering madly towards the ancient wind.

"What's the matter?" everyone felt this strange state, and their faces changed greatly. They looked in the direction of the gathering of spiritual power, and their faces were shocked.

"How could it be? He actually deprived all the spiritual power of this world in an instant." Zhen Qing, Lei Bao and Gu Ying showed a look of horror. This is something that even the strong in Nirvana can't do. How can he do it with a little soul cultivation.

"Wang Sheng, die."

When the cold cry came, the powerful and incomparable spiritual power of Gu Feng broke out, and a Sword Pierced out, tearing the huge sword of space, stabbing the king saint with the same look of horror.

"Huoshen strength."

Looking at the sword that came quickly, Wang Sheng's face showed a look of panic, but his action was not slow. As soon as he pointed out, a flame shot out from between him and collided with the sword.

"Bang"

The sword and flame died out at the same time, but the king's body was a burst, retreated a few steps, and his face became more pale.

"Senior brother Wang Sheng, do you regret the end of the crossbow?" Gu Feng looked at Wang Sheng and said with a sneer in his eyes.