"Huh?"
Seeing two people suddenly appear, Zhang Zeyang was also shocked. He stared at the two of them and looked back and forth.
Xiao Pan trembled and shrank to the side without saying a word.
Qin Dynasty knew what was going on.
Based on the aura of these two people and Xiao Pan's reaction, they were indeed from the Greater One Sect.
It seemed like they were the ones who had competed with him for the Qiankun Eight Trigrams Furnace in the auction house.
They were probably trying to take advantage of the situation. These people from the eight ancient sects were really shameless.
If he did not use this method to divert the hatred, these two people would probably jump out to get a share of the loot after he was defeated.
"Who are you?"
Zhang Zeyang could not help but ask.
"We are disciples of the Greater One Sect! Wang Jun, Su Rui! How dare you insult the Greater One Sect! Zhang Zeyang, how dare you! "
Wang Jun berated him coldly.
Su Rui stood at the side and did not say a word. However, her eyes were definitely not kind.
Her eyes swept across Qin Dynasty and then looked at Xiao Pan, who was squatting at the side.
Su Rui vaguely felt that this person's figure was somewhat familiar.
However, his aura and appearance were very unfamiliar.
Could it be that this was the legendary appearance of the masses of mortals?
How ordinary.
Su Rui's eyes swept across twice and then looked away.
Xiao Pan heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he was wearing this mask. Otherwise, it would be really bad if he was recognized.
"You are just from the Divine Feather Sect. How dare you look down on our Greater One Sect!"
"That kid, what I said was just the truth."
Originally, an apology would have sufficed, but Zhang Zeyang could not let go of his pride. He braced himself and said, "Other than refining weapons, what else do you people from the Greater One Sect have to offer? In terms of combat power, our Divine Feather Sect is still stronger! "
"Good, very good!"
Wang Jun gritted his teeth and said, "In that case, I will let you know how strong the refining skills of the Greater One Sect are!"
With that, he shook his robe and waved his hand. Immediately, 49 swords appeared in the sky, floating and moving about.
"This is my senior brother's Demon Slaying Sword Formation. There are forty-nine treasured swords in it, and each sword was refined by him for over a hundred years."
Xiao Pan used the Secret Voice-sending technique to tell the Qin dynasty, "If you are trapped by this sword formation, I'm afraid you will really die."
"Go!"
Wang Jun waved his hand and the 49 swords whizzed towards Zhang Zeyang.
Zhang Zeyang furrowed his brows, as though he had realized that this sword array was unusual.
He retreated a few steps, but the sword formation seemed to have a life of its own as it chased after him.
Then, the forty-nine swords surrounded him.
Then, on his left and right, these treasured swords were inserted into the ground.
Streaks of white Sword Qi immediately surged over like a tide, pouncing towards Zhang Zeyang one after another.
The array was indeed dangerous!
Zhang Zeyang did not dare to be careless. He suddenly took out a jade talisman and crushed it.
"Come out, Spirited Spirit Ghost God!"
A white light suddenly shone.
In an instant, a one-meter-tall monkey-like creature appeared in front of Zhang Zeyang. Then, the monkey turned into a ray of white light and entered Zhang Zeyang's body.
Zhang Zeyang's body began to emit white light.
A mark similar to a monkey appeared between his eyebrows.
"Roar!"
From his mouth, came a beast's roar.
Was this the martial art of the Divine Feather Sect?
Possessed by a Ghost God?
It seemed like it was similar to the School of Imperial Beasts.
However, the armor of the Imperial Beast Sect was on the outside of the body. This Ghost God Possession was inside the body.
"Go to hell!"
Wang Juncai did not care about the Ghost God Possession, he just wanted to defeat this boastful fellow.
He actually dared to look down on the Supreme Sect, how could he let him go!
As the streaks of Sword Qi fell, the ground was torn apart everywhere. Zhang Zeyang's body was also torn into several pieces, constantly shattering.
However, Wang Juncai did not heave a sigh of relief, because he knew that what he had slashed was only an afterimage.
"The sword formation is indeed fierce."
At this time, a cold voice suddenly came from behind Wang Juncai.
Unknowingly, Zhang Zeyang had already appeared behind Wang Juncai. At the same time, a hand grabbed towards his neck. "It's a pity that it's just a dead formation."
Just as Zhang Zeyang was about to snap Wang Juncai's neck, a bad feeling suddenly flashed through his heart.
He immediately retreated, and two streaks of Sword Qi intersected where he was just a moment ago.
Cold sweat immediately dripped down his face.
"Look at your feet."
Wang Jun said without turning his head, "Once this Demon Slaying Sword Formation locks onto you, it will always appear under your feet, no matter where you escape to."
"So it's like this!"
Zhang Zeyang's body turned into a shadow, and when he reappeared, he was on the roof on the other side.
He looked down, and sure enough, the forty-nine swords were still firmly inserted under his feet.
"Damn it! Since that's the case, I'll just kill you! "
He shouted loudly, and two blue and red flames shot out from his eyes.
Ghost God Fire!
Then, his figure disappeared again, as if preparing to move at high speed to avoid the sword formation, and then give Wang Juncai a killing move.
"You're full of big words, looks like you don't have any decent ghost god."
Wang Jun shook his head, not putting Zhang Zeyang in his eyes at all.
"Only relying on speed, without any five elements, how can you be my opponent?"
"Then watch how I kill you!"
The void flashed, and Zhang Zeyang's body actually split into more than ten, surrounding Wang Juncai and staring at him fiercely.
"Afterimages are not bad, but it's a pity that they're all bubbles."
Wang Jun shook his head, and he formed a sword art, changing his attack method.
In an instant, streams of sword qi gathered, and like a wave, it spread out in all directions.
All of the Zhang Zeyang were destroyed by this wave of sword qi.
"I've been tricked!"
Another Zhang Zeyang appeared beside Wang Juncai, and at the same time, a claw reached out to grab his neck.
"It's useless!"
Wang Jun waved his hand, and the sword qi rushed out, tearing Zhang Zeyang's body apart.
Afterimages again?
"Go to hell!"
The real Zhang Zeyang appeared under Wang Juncai, his hands forming a seal, his eyes looking at Wang Juncai, flashing with a victorious gaze.
"Inspiration, Sound Kill!"
From his body, shadows immediately flew out, bombarding Wang Juncai's body.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
The continuous attacks finally exploded, and Wang Jun's body was instantly sent flying, directly smashing into the wall that blocked the moat behind him.
"Senior brother!"
Su Rui was shocked, she did not expect her senior brother to be defeated!
She hurriedly took out two little white jade lions.
"Wait."
At this time, Wang Jun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stood up from the rubble.
"Not bad, as expected of a disciple of the Divine Feather Sect, I have indeed underestimated your ghost god."
"Hmph, how can an ignorant junior like you understand the power of the Divine Feather Sect?"
Zhang Zeyang snorted coldly.
"However, it seems that you have also underestimated my sword formation."
Wang Jun laughed, "Didn't you notice that you have already been caught by me?"
"What?"
A bad feeling flashed across Zhang Zeyang's forehead.
At this time, a cage formed from sword qi gradually became clear and appeared in front of him.
He was actually trapped in a cage!
This was, when did this happen?
"In that moment when you were feeling complacent, I had already caught you."
Wang Jun laughed, "What's the use of your speed? Right now, you are already a bird in my cage!"
With that, forty-nine sword qi soared into the sky, aiming at Zhang Zeyang who was in the cage.
The people from the Divine Feather Sect immediately broke out in cold sweat, their faces pale white.
"Stop!"
But at this moment, a voice suddenly came from afar.
Everyone turned around to look. It turned out to be a pair of white guards. They had sensed the commotion and were rushing over.
The leader, Qin Dynasty had an impression of.
Du Jinpeng never thought that someone would actually dare to cause trouble in the Ancient City!
And looking at the commotion, it seemed that it was not a small matter. He immediately brought a few complacent subordinates and quickly rushed over.
Right now, he was the head guard of the Ancient City, and the discipline of the entire Ancient City was under his responsibility.
But when he walked closer and saw the few people who were causing trouble, he immediately exclaimed.
"King Of Qin! It's actually you! "
"King Of Qin!"
Wang Jun, who was about to attack, could not help but stop and look at the seemingly harmless rich merchant.
Qin Dynasty could not help but shrug his shoulders.
"What a pity, I originally wanted to borrow your hand to kill him, I did not expect that I would be exposed now."
"This, what's going on …"
Du Jinpeng was somewhat confused.
Wasn't that King Of Qin the true master of the Ancient City? Why did he make a move in the Ancient City?
"Great! So you are the Sect Leader of the Rakshasa Gate, Qin Dynasty! "
Wang Jun and Su Rui's body trembled, but Su Rui was smarter and immediately understood.
"You already knew that the two of us were following you, right? That's why you deliberately provoked a conflict between us and the Divine Feather Sect! "
"Tsk tsk, that's not how it is."
Qin Dynasty waved his hand and said, "You are just greedy. You are all interested in my things, so what does it have to do with me?"
"Good lad!"
Zhang Zeyang roared angrily, "You actually dared to trick me, I'm going to kill you! Wang Jun, let me go. Let's join hands to kill him first, then we'll settle the matter between us! "
"Alright."
After all, they were both part of the eight ancient sects, yet they had actually been fooled by a junior.
Wang Jun's expression was also very ugly. With a wave of his hand, he dispersed the sword aura cage and released Zhang Zeyang.
As for Su Rui, her gaze fell on Xiao Pan.
"And you, who the hell are you!"
"I, I'm just a bystander …"
Xiao Pan waved his hand repeatedly and said the new words he had seen on his phone in the past two days.
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