Chapter 199
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When the dark-faced man saw this, a wisp of ridicule appeared at the corners of his mouth. He took out a green talisman and slapped it on his body. A pair of green wings grew on his back, and he also soared into the air, quickly pouncing towards Immortal Wang.
Seeing this, Wang Changsheng's expression didn't change. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and with a wave of his hand, two golden talismans flew out of his hand, turning into two streaks of golden light that shot towards the dark-faced man.
The black-faced man frowned and waved his black iron rod to smash the golden lights.
"Puff", "Puff", the golden lights burst and turned into countless thin golden threads. They tied up the black-faced man and even forced his cyan wings to close together.
Unable to flap his cyan wings, the black-faced man's body quickly fell to the ground.
Wang Changsheng swept a sleeve through the air, and a streak of golden light shot forth toward the dark-faced man in a flash.
Before the black-faced man hit the ground, the golden light circled around him a few times.
"Bang", the black-faced man's body fell to the ground heavily, splashing a lot of smoke and dust.
At this time, the black-faced man's body was tightly bound by a golden iron chain. He couldn't move. Inside the golden iron chain, there were dense golden threads.
The black-faced man's face turned red and blue veins popped out. He seemed to want to break free, but his body was tightly bound by the golden threads and the demon binding chain. He couldn't break free at all.
Seeing this, Wang Changsheng smiled. He gently flapped his cyan wings and slowly landed beside the black-faced man.
"You say, can a top-grade magic tool kill you?" Wang Changsheng smiled at the black-faced man. He turned his hand and the Golden Moon Sword appeared in his hand.
The black-faced man's face was a bit ugly. He couldn't move now. No matter how strong his body was, he couldn't withstand the opponent's attacks.
He released a long sigh. With a complicated expression, he looked at Immortal Wang and said, "I admit defeat. Fellow Daoist Wang, please withdraw your magical artifact!
Wang Changsheng nodded. He waved his hand and the demon binding chain released the black-faced man. It turned into a golden light and flew back to Wang Changsheng's hand.
The black-faced man shouted and his body swelled up. His body surface was suffused with bursts of red light.
"Bang", the golden threads burst and the black-faced man regained his freedom.
Seeing this scene, Wang Changsheng clicked his tongue in wonder. As expected of a body cultivator, his strength was actually so great. Fortunately, he used the Demon Binding Chain to bind this person, otherwise, just the mid-level talisman, Golden Silk Talisman, might not necessarily be able to bind him.
Below the arena, Li Yuanfeng frowned. Zhao Qingshan had a faint smile on his face.
While Wang Changsheng was fighting with the dark-faced man, more and more people arrived at the martial-arts arena. Some of them were guests who had come to celebrate the birthday, and when they saw Wang Changsheng easily defeating the dark-faced man, they were all surprised.
In their opinion, Wang Changsheng was in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment. Even if he could defeat a late stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, it shouldn't be so easy! But when they heard about Wang Changsheng's achievements, they weren't surprised.
These guests were all guessing who would be able to defeat Wang Changsheng.
After losing three matches in a row, all of the Family Li members had ugly expressions. Li Tianchou's expression was even more gloomy.
"Is there anyone else who is willing to teach me?" Wang Changsheng's gaze swept across the Foundation Establishment cultivators present and said calmly.
"I, Li Tianluo, am willing to learn from Wang Daoyou." A man's voice suddenly sounded.
As soon as the words fell, a young man with a clean face and embroidered clothes appeared on the arena.
The young man in embroidered clothes had a late stage Foundation Establishment cultivation. There were two bulging spirit beast bags hanging from his waist. There were faint living creatures wriggling inside.
"I am Li Tianluo, Wang Daoyou." After the young man in embroidered clothes finished speaking, he patted the leather bag on his waist. A red light rolled out and turned into a red flood dragon more than ten feet long.
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