Evil Sword God was directly smashed into the ground. In that instant, one could only think of the phrase: three inches into the ground …
Wang Ling stared at the human-shaped dent in the ground, smoke still rising from his palm.
Actually, when Wang Ling had been at home earlier, he had already sensed a trace of unease, but it was a pity that he had still been a step too late.
This slap was a lesson for Evil Sword God's arrogance, and he hadn't used his full strength.
Because Wang Ling felt that if he could free this devil with just one slap, it would really be too easy on him …
Wang Ling floated in the air. In order to prevent others from getting involved in this fight, when he had smacked Evil Sword God, the intrinsic spirit field had already covered the area to form an independent space that was separated from the real world.
Evil Sword God crawled out of the pit with a swollen face, which twitched slightly. Apart from anger, he was more shocked.
He stared at Wang Ling …
Itinerant Immortal?
No … he was definitely stronger than an Itinerant Immortal. But judging from his realm and aura alone, the youngster in front of him was indeed an Itinerant Immortal.
But it really didn't make sense for a mere Itinerant Immortal to be able to beat him like this with one slap …
Evil Sword God raised his eyes and reached out to touch his cheek. A purple spirit light lit up in his hand, and the swelling on his face almost instantly healed.
Jumping out of the pit, he looked around and realized that the scene in front of him had already changed. Thanks to his Purple Investigative Demon Eyes, he was well aware that this wasn't an illusion, but a real scene — in front of him, that old stone statue, those dozen or so palm trees that were still standing despite being in their twilight years, and the school building behind them that looked like it had been renovated many times – everything was undoubtedly real.
And at that moment, the youngster who had smacked him to the ground with one slap was now looking down at him from the old stone statue …
"Instant release of the intrinsic spirit field …" Evil Sword God's eyes darkened as he thought that this miscellaneous cultivator young man was indeed not simple.
He was able to display formidable strength beyond his realm, and this intrinsic spirit field, which originally could only be used at the True Immortal level, could be instantly released.
All of this was a clear indication of this youngster's extraordinary strength …
"Heh … was I careless?" Thinking this, Evil Sword God clutched his stomach and started to laugh like he had lost his mind.
So many years had passed …
It had been too long since he had tasted pain. Wang Ling's slap had woken him up, and also made him feel a kind of evil nature that had fused with his blood continuously churn all over his body.
"Mongrel cultivator, you did well! You've successfully piqued my interest! The junior that I killed earlier actually dared to use his sword qi to track me. I thought it was a kind of provocation! "
Evil Sword God held Brilliant Victory in his left hand and Heaven-Cleaving in his right. He then raised his right arm and pointed the blade at Wang Ling. "Since you're his friend, you should also be punished for his disrespect to me! Not just you! Wait until I cut you into eight pieces, then I'll grab your soul. I'll kill your family and friends one by one! "
Hearing this, Wang Ling took a deep breath.
Saying this, Evil Sword God looked around contemptuously and snorted. "Hmph! It's just an intrinsic spirit field, what can it do to me? "
Evil Sword God was very confident. He was sure that he had been careless earlier, because he hadn't used any defensive means at the time, and had only used his physical body to block the attack. In the end, he had been careless and suffered a great loss.
Now that he was serious, Evil Sword God felt his evil nature surge … Wang Ling's slap had stimulated his fighting spirit!
Not only that, he had now gathered Heaven-Cleaving and Brilliant Victory, which could be said to be a combination of offensive and defensive spirit swords on the spirit sword list, which made his battle strength even more formidable than before.
"Mongrel cultivator … From the moment my venerable self seized this Brilliant Victory sword, the game was already over!"
In the next moment, Evil Sword God attacked again!
"Mongrel cultivator, die!"
He flashed across the ground like a bolt of lightning. Even in Wang Ling's intrinsic spirit field, his movements were still very swift and fierce!
Holding two swords in his hands, he advanced toward the old stone statue where Wang Ling was standing as he split into many clones that were dazzling and too much for the eye to take in.
Looking at this scene, Wang Ling sighed in his heart. He didn't quite understand why people nowadays liked to perform acrobatics in battle the higher their realms were.
Not only did this kind of flashy attack give people headaches, but in Wang Ling's view, it actually didn't have a crucial effect on the final outcome of the battle.
So, wasn't it better to be simpler …
Watching Evil Sword God charge at him and split into more and more clones, Wang Ling's gaze was focused on the one and only main body.
Then, he raised his hand, ready to deliver a second slap …
Hm …
Evil Sword God's main body was getting closer and closer …
In the next moment, a figure appeared in front of Wang Ling.
But Wang Ling ignored him.
His face was indifferent and expressionless.
"Go to hell! Mongrel cultivator! "At that moment, Evil Sword God's main body appeared behind him.
On the old stone statue, Wang Ling spun around …
Boom!
Like playing golf, a second slap landed precisely on Evil Sword God's face!
That enormous force came crashing down with almost crushing force, and half of Evil Sword God's face directly caved in.
Evil Sword God was sent flying by Wang Ling once again!
A different beginning, but the same ending. History was always strikingly similar …
Inside the intrinsic spirit field, Evil Sword God had already smashed through the teaching building. Wang Ling's slap directly sent Evil Sword God flying into the main building, passing through several classrooms and even the toilet in passing … When he finally flew out, he was still carrying the toilet's water tank on his head.
Wang Ling gazed at him with a relaxed expression. With a wave of his hand, he casually used the Gravitational Spell to grab the two swords next to Evil Sword God.
"How is this possible …"
His face covered in blood, Evil Sword God crawled up from the sports field and spat out a mouthful of blood. He had been completely beaten senseless!
…
At the same time, Wang Ling turned to look at another spot in the sky.
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal, who had been turned into a bloody mist by the power of Sword Dao earlier, had already reformed, and even his long johns and white Daoist robe had been perfectly restored … With the special effect of the Soul Suppression Ring, he had been directly resurrected on the spot without a single mistake!
When Wang Ling had arrived earlier, he had already sensed that Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal hadn't really died, because he could sense that the spirit sword contract between the Brilliant Victory sword and Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal hadn't been broken.
Of the ten Soul Suppression Rings which he had refined using the Great Weapon-Refining Spell and the Eight Classes of Divine Weapons, the rest were average third-class holy weapons, and Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's ring was the most special one …
Apart from being able to hold a soul space, the most important ability of the Soul Suppression Ring was to protect the soul and prevent it from dispersing. After two minutes, the soul could be used as a foundation to reform a physical body for resurrection.
This was a genuine resurrection ring.
The only difference was that other people's third-class Soul Suppression Rings could only resurrect them twice at most.
The one in Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's hand was a world-defying ring …
As long as the ring wasn't destroyed.
In theory, it could be done …
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