"Nine Ways of the Sky" is the secret of the Guangming Academy.

There are nine combat skills of Tianhuo, Dizang, Fengmen, Tides, Yaoling, Frost Toad, Black Abyss, Dragon Ze and Thunder. The power is so powerful that it can trigger changes in the celestial phenomena. Even disciples of the Third Academy will not easily teach them.

The "Thunder" practiced by Wang Qiong was secretly taught by Mr. Fei.

Since he was trained, he only used it in the Skynet when the God-Slaying Guild was founded, and defeated the eldest son of the Tang Sect.

Mo Bufan is the leader of the Palace of Light and recognizes the origin of this combat skill at a glance.

His heart wrinkled, unable to hide the surprise in his eyes.

In any case, Mo Bufan could not have imagined that in this wasteland, there was a master of the Guangming Academy. This native who had no foundation in his eyes actually had such a origin!?

"Who are you?" Mo Bufan said gritting his teeth.

Rumble...

The lightning flashed in the sky, resonating with Wang Qiong's lightning arm.

The violent thunder shook the power of the sky, and lightning fell one after another, like a sword light shattering, rushing towards Mo Bufan.

The latter's figure flickered, flew across the air, avoiding the lightning.

"It's easy to offense and defense!?"

"Damn, what is that ability? Manipulate the celestial phenomena and control the thunder, where does this person come from?"

"It's so strong that you can turn the tables in the face of the masters of the Palace of Light? This ability is terrifying. Even when facing flying in the air, you can still counterattack."

In the distance, a group of masters showed a solemn look.

Everyone could see that Wang Qiong's ability and combat skills were extremely terrifying. He could actually counter-press Mo Bufan, who had air superiority, in a flash, and suppressed with thunder. Such speed was not something that humans could dodge.

Great Light Sword!

Mo Bufan roared, and the sword light soared into the sky, colliding with the falling lightning.

The terrifying recoil force blasted it to the ground.

"Oh no!" Mo Bufan's heart skipped a beat.

"You have been exiled to the mortal world!"

Suddenly, a slight voice echoed in my ears, with a cold smile.

Such a distance is already within Wang Qiong's attack range.

The black dragon sword roared and turned into a thunderous lightning, terrible shock tore through the air, breaking through the empty gravity, and directly penetrated Mo Bufan's body.

Bang……

The lightning burst, and Mo Bufan's body was blown away by the trembling of Wang Qiong's right arm. The terrifying thunder almost swallowed him up. The nearly destructive force roared ragingly, tearing every inch of his flesh and blood.

"Win... This is the boss's real strength!?" Yang Qi looked at Mo Bufan who fell from the sky, his eyes trembled, and his heart was hit with an unprecedented impact.

You know, the enemy in front of you is unprecedented. He is not the Lord of Daohe Castle, nor is it comparable to the strength of the Jianzhu.

This is a real disciple of the Palace of Light.

Even in the wasteland, it is a giant, standing at the peak.

Its successor was defeated by Wang Qiong in public, completely crushed and irreversible.

There seems to be nothing in this world that this man cannot do.

"So handsome! Only such a person is worth following with his life." Yang Qi's eyes were hot, he stared at Wang Qiong, and clenched his fists.

"He is getting stronger and stronger!" Su Qinghe's beautiful eyes trembled slightly, and she couldn't help but say.

Compared to the first time he met Wang Qiong, the latter's strength was even more terrifying, even stronger than when the day and night king arrived.

In Su Qinghe's eyes, Wang Qiong seemed to have no limit at all. Every minute and every second was getting stronger, so that even the masters of the Palace of Light were eclipsed in front of him.

This man also has a more terrifying edge. Even if he looks at the entire wasteland, his talent will not be buried.

"The master is right. One day, his name will be firmly tied to the wasteland, like a brand, and lasting forever."

Su Qinghe finally completely recognized the Night King's judgment.

"Defeated? The disciples of the Palace of Light were actually defeated? That was a high-level force..."

In the distance, a group of experts watching the battle looked at Wang Qiong in disbelief.

The young man in front of him was unknown, as if he had left the village, but he had been killed overnight, using thunder to suppress the disciples of the Light Palace and kill him as if nothing had happened.

Such dominance and means are simply heart-shaking.

"Hurry, spread the news, and this person becomes famous in a battle and will be known to everyone in the wasteland."

"I really became famous in one battle. From now on, I'm afraid that all the major strengths in the wasteland will know about this young man."

"He is with Su Qinghe of Ye Wangzhou. Hurry up, go and investigate who he is."

One thing is that the news is spreading rapidly. For everyone, this battle is extremely shocking and it may not take long to cause trouble.

"There are so many masters in the Palace of Light!"

Wang Qiong carried the Black Dragon Sword and walked towards the deep pit. A master like Mo Bufan naturally could not leave a living mouth, otherwise it would be a problem.

In the smoke and dust, the originally powerful aura has become very weak.

At such a close distance, it was a miracle to be able to survive by [Biquge520 www.biquge520.co] Wang Qiong's thunder arm. The violent lightning almost destroyed the operation of the body's functions.

Rumble...

Suddenly, something happened suddenly!

A flash of blood flashed out of the smoke and dust, and grabbed Wang Qiong.

Buzz...

Wang Qiong's expression suddenly changed, and the Black Dragon Sword slashed backwards.

With a crisp sound, a blood claw directly grabbed the blade of the Black Dragon Sword. Scarlet scales slowly emerged, revealing fierceness and ancientity. The terrible force directly shattered the lightning.

At the same time, an ominous aura came like a plague.

Wang Qiong's face suddenly changed, the power of his right arm instantly disappeared, and even the true energy in his body retreated like a tide.

"What's this……"

Wang Qiong's mind was shocked, he twisted his body, pulled away, and looked ahead with a look of surprise.

A figure slowly walked out of the smoke and dust, and it was Mo Bufan.

At this time, his charred body recovered with his naked eyes, and his right hand mutated, covering him with red scales.

As for his left hand, he was tightly holding a red copper horn, with strange runes engraved on it, entangled by the lush black air.

"Hahaha, do you really think you are invincible? Do you really think your power can make me exiled to the mortal world?"

Mo Bufan laughed wildly, his breath climbed wildly, like a fierce and evil, even more terrifying than just now.

Everyone's expressions changed. No one expected that he would still have such a terrible trump card hidden. In an instant, he returned to his peak and became more mysterious and powerful.

"How can the power of ants violate the pressure of light..." Mo Bufan roared sharply.

Rumble...

Suddenly, the horns in his hand seemed to be revived, and a terrifying aura soared into the sky, covering a radius of five hundred miles.

At this moment, everyone showed fear.

The true energy in their bodies faded wildly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

That aura was destroyed by the world, and even their blood and energy began to wither. It was difficult to use a trace of strength, and they all collapsed on the ground.

"What kind of power is this?" Wang Qiong was surprised and could not believe it.

He could conclude that this power was not a certain superpower, and it was not even owned by humans.

Even the black fire in his body seemed to be affected, and his true energy burned wildly.

"Ant!" Mo Bufan's eyes seemed to be in no way, and he glanced gently and raised the long sword in his hand.

puff……

Yang Qi vomited blood in his mouth and could not move.

Su Qinghe was so beautiful that her injuries became heavier. Under the oppression of this force, there was only fear and despair in her eyes.

"Everyone is going to die!" Mo Bufan chuckled, and the gravity around the Great Light Sword changed, and his speed reached the extreme, and he rushed towards Wang Qiong.

Bang……

Suddenly, the No. 73 iron sheet appeared in Wang Qiong's fire ring.

"The Horn of Disaster...the power of the True King Sequence..."

The old voice echoed in Wang Qiong's mind, like an ancient curse.
Chapter completed!