What's more, on the Nandou Sword Sect's side, Fu Zhou only had his spiritual clone left. With Wang Jing's current strength, it would take almost no effort for him to kill Ni Lin!

"Heavenly King, we are from Taichu Martial Academy!" A True King shouted loudly when he felt the terrifying aura sweeping over him after his flesh and bones were shattered.

"Bang!"

The spiritual clone of the True King was instantly blasted.

Blood clouds appeared.

At this moment, Wang Jing was too lazy to say a word. As long as they were enemies, he would kill them!

Kill them all!

"Old Wang, the vengeful spirit has appeared, we need to fight quickly and decisively!" Xue Jialang suddenly reminded.

"good!"

Wang Jing had no expression on his face. His fist directly shattered all the life force of a true king. He reached out and grabbed Ni Lin. With a light squeeze, Ni Lin's head shattered instantly.

An imperial weapon burst out from it and pierced Wang Jing's sternum.

Wang Jing didn't care at all. He slapped down with his white jade-like bone palm, blowing up half of Ni Lin's body.

Fu Zhou's spiritual clone rushed out from the imperial weapon, his mental power exploded, and turned into a magic sword, slashing towards Wang Jing's head!

He wants to destroy Wang Jing's spiritual clone!

"Bang!"

The spiritual sword slashed on Wang Jing's head, but did not hurt Wang Jing.

A divine thunder shot out from Wang Jing's eyes, shattering Fu Zhou's spiritual clone!

Fuzhou, fell!

"Walk!"

An intermediate True King rushed out, immediately grabbed half of Ni Lin's body, and fled towards the passage.

Almost half of the people from Nandou Sword Sect died this time!

If this continues, Ni Lin might die!

Today, the remains of gods and demons have become a Shura field...