When Xiao Yong saw this scene, his face was full of shock.

It’s ridiculous that Li Zhiming could actually block Commander Wan’s gun power!

Even though Li Zhiming had entered the fifth-grade realm by comprehending the stone tablet, Commander Wan's domineering spear intent was extremely ferocious, and his spear skills were even more wonderful and exquisite. An ordinary fifth-grade warrior could never be a match for Commander Wan!

You know, Commander Wan once fought a hostile force's warrior of the early fourth rank with his realm of the late fifth rank, and the battle was hard to resolve.

In the inner sect, apart from Her Highness the Saint, Commander Wan is definitely the strongest in the fifth rank.

Below the fourth rank, Commander Wan’s combat power can be said to be second to none and above ten thousand people, and he might even be invincible.

Because it was two years ago that Commander Wan challenged the Saint.

If we fight with the Saint again now, it’s hard to say who is stronger!

"Li Zhiming, he can actually block Commander Wan's spear!"

Xiao Yong gritted his teeth and clenched his fists. He was unwilling to accept the result.

He was not sure he could block the several spear energies that Commander Wan released casually.

But Li Zhiming was able to stop it easily. Doesn't this mean that Li Zhiming is much stronger than himself?

Xiao Yong could not accept this result.

He knew that after Li Zhiming comprehended the stone tablet, his combat power might be stronger than his, but he didn't expect it to be so much stronger!

Compared with Li Zhiming, he is no longer a warrior on the same level.

"hateful!"

"Commander Wan, kill him!"

Xiao Yong gritted his teeth and pressed his palms so hard that his nails almost dug into his flesh. Even though his palms were bleeding, he had no intention of letting go.

"Haha, it can block my gun energy."

"Li Zhiming, you really didn't disappoint me. I recognize your strength for the time being!"

When Wan Feng saw Li Zhiming blocking his spear, a smile appeared on his face.

If Li Zhiming couldn't even withstand the spear energy that he released at will, then there was really no need to continue this competition.

Now it seems that Li Zhiming is not just a name.

Although the opponent will not be my match, it will be enough for me to have fun fighting with him!

"Commander Wan, I should be the one saying this."

"But if this is all you have, then I really don't want to play with you."

Li Zhiming's mind moved, and his true energy surged out, dispersing the sand floating in front of him, so that he could see Wan Feng clearly.

But Wan Feng had already disappeared from the spot, leaving only a residual shadow, and his real body disappeared from Li Zhiming's sight.

"Um?!"

Li Zhiming's expression changed slightly, his mental power surged out, and he instantly sensed Wan Feng's location.

As expected of being the youngest of the Black Armor Guards, he really has something.

The speed was so fast that it appeared above him in just a blink of an eye.

Huh~!

All I heard was a whistling sound of wind coming from overhead.

Li Zhiming looked up and saw an extremely domineering gun intent coming at him like an overwhelming force.

Wan Feng held the gun in both hands and chopped down fiercely. The sharp gun energy scattered in all directions, cutting the fluttering fallen leaves into pieces!

The spear came down from the sky, leaving a blood-red spear aura that flickered in the air like a crescent moon.

A red long sword appeared in Li Zhiming's hand.

This is the trophy seized from that team of mysterious killers. It is the long sword Red Flame, which is also a top-grade spiritual weapon.

Ding~!

A crisp sound was heard.

Li Zhiming swung his knife upwards, drawing a sharp arc of light.

The spear was bounced away by the huge force, and a series of sparks fell.

The sharp sword intent soared into the sky and engulfed Wan Feng's domineering spear intent.

Wan Feng somersaulted in the air and retreated with the spear in his hand. He glanced at his Blood Evil Spear, which was shaking rapidly and making rapid gunshot sounds.

"Li Zhiming, this commander completely recognizes you!"

"I admit that you are very strong, stronger than I thought. You are a strong person at my level. I am very satisfied with your performance. You have not disgraced the reputation of Qingluan Peak!"

Wan Feng spun in the air once and then fell down, his fighting spirit even stronger.

He waved the spear in his hand and looked at Li Zhiming not far away, with a look of excitement in his eyes.

Two years, two whole years.

He finally met an inner sect disciple who could fight with him.

This made his blood boil and he became extremely excited.

"Commander Wan, don't get excited yet. The fun is just beginning."

"You are very satisfied with me, but your performance is unsatisfactory and has not met my requirements!" Li Zhiming sneered.

"Li Zhiming, you are so arrogant!"

"Take my shot!"

Li Zhiming's words were like pouring a bucket of cold water on Wan Feng, making his face suddenly darken.

He no longer hid and just shouted loudly.

The powerful fluctuations of true energy spread out with the oppressive and domineering gun intent, setting off waves of extremely fierce shock waves.

Boom~!

Xiao Yong and others gritted their teeth, covered their foreheads with their arms, and mobilized the internal Qi to resist this terrifying air wave!

"So strong, Commander Wan is so strong!"

Xiao Yong's face showed surprise. He knew that Commander Wan was very strong, but he didn't expect him to be this strong.

This aura is already comparable to that of a warrior who has just entered the fourth level.

Let me ask you, with such fighting power, who among the inner sect disciples can be his opponent? !

Although Li Zhiming is strong, he is only in the middle fifth rank. How can he compare with the youngest of their Black Armor Guards?

A sneer appeared on Xiao Yong's lips. He was already looking forward to the scene of Li Zhiming's defeat, and he couldn't help feeling secretly happy.

When Wan Feng saw Li Zhiming being so arrogant, he felt angry.

He exerted force on his feet, his true energy surged, and his whole body shot out like an arrow from a bow!

Wan Feng waved the spear in his hand, and the spear shadow flashed wherever it passed, causing a rapid sound of breaking wind.

"Dragon Dance!"

Wan Feng jumped up, and swung the spear in his hand vigorously. The blood-colored spear energy turned into a dragon and rushed towards Li Zhiming.

Li Zhiming's eyes suddenly became sharp, his sword intent became stronger, and a raging flame suddenly emerged from the long sword.

He stared closely at the roaring dragon above him, holding the knife in both hands and slashing upwards.

The sharp sword energy condensed in an instant, carrying the chill of autumn, and slashed towards the blood-red dragon.

Bang~!

The two collided and collapsed at the same time.

At the same time, Li Zhiming jumped up and swung his sword to break the light fog in the sky.

When Wan Feng saw this, his expression suddenly changed.

“Well done!”

Wan Feng brandished his spear, and the domineering spear intent instantly enveloped Li Zhiming, and the sharp spear blade swept towards his neck.

Li Zhiming suddenly stopped, leaned back to avoid the shot, and then slashed out with a knife.

Ding ding ding~!

The two collided in mid-air.

For a moment, the flashes of swords and guns were everywhere.

The sharp sword intent and the domineering spear intent rolled together and spread around. For a moment, a strong wind blew, sand and rocks flew, and the towering ancient trees around were swaying wildly, with a tendency to be uprooted!

Bright sparks flew where the gun and the knife collided, and the crisp sound of metal colliding was like the chaotic and intense harmony of a zither.

"Retreat, everyone retreat ten feet away!"

Xiao Yong's face felt as if it had been cut by a knife, and bloodstains appeared on his face and arms.

Being too close to Li Zhiming and Commander Wan, he could no longer bear it and could only order all his fellow disciples to retreat away from the center of the battlefield.

Xiao Yong had just retreated when the bluestone where he was standing was chopped into pieces by a sharp sword force!

If he had been a step later, he would have suffered this fierce blow.

Wan Feng and Li Zhiming fought from the sky to the ground, and every collision of swords and guns would cause a violent wave.

The ground beneath their feet continued to collapse, and the surrounding land was already in ruins, completely different from what it was when they came here.

"Bloody thorns!"

Wan Feng forced Li Zhiming back with a shot, then swung the spear quickly, and a large number of blood-red light spots shot out.

Li Zhiming had exquisite body movements, dodging with ease.

Seeing this, Wan Feng sneered, "Li Zhiming, look around you!"

Upon hearing this, Li Zhiming looked around and found that the light spots he had avoided did not disappear, but were floating around him, everywhere.

"Li Zhiming, it's over!"

"Bloody thorns, in full bloom!"

Wan Feng clenched his palm suddenly, and a fist-sized blood-red light spot trembled rapidly.

Li Zhiming could sense the compressed gun intent and sharp gun power from it.

"I see!"

Li Zhiming sneered.

The attack just now was all a disguise, in order to allow these blood-colored spots to surround him.

Then he controlled the blood light, allowing the hidden gun intent and gun energy to burst out together.

The simultaneous explosion of so many blood-colored light balls will release extremely powerful force!

Even the fire lizard with thick skin and flesh under the magma would be unable to escape this move.

Swish, swish, swish~!

The blood turned into thorns and bloomed instantly.

In an instant, the bloody spear energy and domineering spear intent overwhelmed Li Zhiming.

The power that erupted at the moment the blood-colored thorns bloomed was extremely powerful, giving people the illusion that the space was torn apart!