Chapter 1184 A New Chapter That Year Old Wang Put His Hands In His Pockets

"Haha..." The old demon laughed.

There was light in his eyes, and the complexity was mixed with joy. The person he hated the most was almost grabbed by the neck just now, which made him feel very happy.

"Sloppy." Wang Dao said to himself an old man's catchphrase, Sixth Uncle really dared to do something, would he be implicated afterwards?

He felt reckless. He shouldn't have actively spoken out earlier. At least he found that his father was very stable and didn't say anything at all.

Wang Yusheng's heart skipped a beat, Wang Laoliu is really murderous, he almost grabbed Lao Wang, isn't he afraid of being dealt with afterwards? However, why did he feel uneasy when he just had this thought?

Wu Liuji, Mei Yunfei and the others all looked eagerly, but they didn't dare to comment. They all knew that Old Wang was strong, and if they were cut off by him for nothing, they would be wronged.

Wang Xuan hurriedly made amends: "Dad, I'm really sorry, just now I was highly concentrated, forgot about other things, and devoted myself to the battle, and made a mistake."

"It's okay, I should go all out. This is a meaningful exchange. I was negligent just now and didn't use all my strength." Wang Zesheng nodded, and what he said was true.

However, his big heart beat faster and faster, and there was something strange in the depths of his eyes, the youngest is really good, almost gave him a blow.

At the same time, he was also thinking, this kid is quite "wild", does he usually attack enemies like this? Enough unrestrained, even more than what he taught and expected just now.

Wang Zesheng believes that if the youngest has to be "disciplined", his mentality can be seen from the action.

"Let's really start, you don't have to worry about it at all. If I get serious, you will probably not be able to stop me based on your performance." Old Wang said, with a serious look, not joking.

"Forget it, our father and I have also played against each other for a few moves, that's enough." Wang Xuan said.

"You are too conceited. Are you afraid of hurting me, or are you retreating to advance? However, you are still young. With such a little knowledge, you don't have the dominance yet. Let the horse come here." Wang Zesheng asked him to make a move immediately.

Moreover, his aura is obviously different, the unpredictable Dao Yun around him, his strength has been vaguely improved, and the corners of his eyes and brows are covered with royal dao lines.

Wang Xuan's expression was dignified. The road that my father is walking is indeed no small matter, and he is a dangerous person.

In the next moment, Lao Wang seemed to be standing in the supreme divine ring, impenetrable by all laws, sacred and bright, becoming the center of this place, showing aloofness.

He said: "That year, I had my hands behind my back, and I didn't know what an opponent was. Everything I saw was a defeat. Throughout the ages, most of the time, I only need to strike with one hand, and I am already the limit in the world."

Wang Xuan's eyes changed. Old Wang is really crazy. Even though he has made an astonishing journey to exhaustion in the Land of Decay, it doesn't mean that he has no opponent at the same level.

Outside the martial arts arena, Mei Yukong was the most upset. He was very tired and crooked. Thinking of the arrogant posture of Lao Wang when he backed his hands back then, it was really embarrassing!

"Xuan'er, don't talk too much to your father, don't keep beating him, if you can defeat him, then let him taste the defeat!" Jiang Yun secretly transmitted the voice.

Wang Xuan was surprised, his brows raised slightly, his own mother actually said that, there is such a request!

As a mother, Jiang Yun was very careful, and she vaguely felt that Wang Xuan might be stronger than she expected, and probably didn't show her true strength.

Regarding Lu Po's guess, she was delicate and sensitive.

"Your father was too powerful in the past, which made your uncle Mei Yukong a little bit unbearable. We are guests in the Demon Court. You can do as much as you like, um, do you understand?" Jiang Yun pointed out.

What she meant was obvious, if she could defeat Old Wang, it would make the senior brother who is the landlord happy and ease the relationship, which is a pretty good option.

In Jiang Yun's view, if a son beats her husband, it can only prove that the offspring is stronger, so what's the point of sacrificing the majesty of the old king?

Wang Xuan's eyes were a little different. My old lady personally told him to try his best to defeat his father, so it seemed inappropriate not to make another move?

"What, figured it out? I'm looking for reasons for myself, comforting my heart, and I'm officially going to fight with me? Just come!" Wang Zesheng's sense of consciousness is indeed keen and terrifying.

Even some of Wang Xuan's most subtle changes, he can capture one or two.

Lao Wang put one hand behind his back, looking for defeat.

This expression, this kind of aura, and this kind of demeanor made Wang Xuan a little unbearable. If it weren't for his father, he would definitely attack with all means.

As for Mei Yukong, Wang Zesheng, who saw this state again after several centuries, naturally had a dark face the whole time.

Wang Xuan reminded him that he was going to do it seriously. In an instant, a piece of withered and yellow paper appeared between the index finger and middle finger of his right hand.

Everyone's complexion changed. In the highest spiritual world, he had seen him use this unpredictable method to deal with the dead.

That is one of the six taboo sacred objects.

Now, Wang Xuan came up and shot like this, which shows that he is serious.

The eyes of Wu Liuji, Mei Yunteng, etc. all showed fiery light. They have used such a trump card, so they can look forward to it. Wait... Lao Wang loses.

Wang Zesheng's expression was serious, without any carelessness. He had seen this kind of magic technique before. A black long knife appeared directly in his hand. With a sound of swiping, the vast knife light swept across, and the Taoist rhyme was like a turbulent wave hitting the shore.

The scene of that area is blurred, because there are dense cracks between the sky and the earth, with the black long knife in Wang Zesheng's hand as the center, radiating black light outwards, and the Tao distorts the entire time and space, and the world seems to be going to destruction.

All in all, frivolity is frivolity, once he makes a move, he will never underestimate the enemy, it is really terrifying, one knife can make everything wither, and the opponent will die forever.

Wang Xuan thought about it. After all, he was fighting his father. It was inappropriate to embody the cutting knife and origin sword on the withered yellow paper. If you can use weapons, you don't need them.

The piece of paper broke away from his right hand and rotated in mid-air, carrying various fist lights, such as Shengdaoquan, Juefaquan, Nine-Five Yandaoquan... One after another, glaring fists emerged from the carrying paper, as if summoned from another world, and blasted forward.

The black long knife slashed across, as if it could extinguish all magic, and its extinguishing speed was extraordinary. It collided with the fist light blooming from Wang Xuan's Taoism paper one after another, and violently clashed.

The sky shattered, Dao Yun stirred, and every time the light of the knife gushed out and collided with the light of the fist, it seemed that galaxies were born and died one after another.

The duel between the father and son was extremely fierce, with the light of the sword and the seal of the fist, stretching across the sky and the earth, the scene was extremely frightening.

In the end, when all the light faded away, the martial arts field became quiet.

The dao-carrying paper in mid-air dimmed, and all the fists carrying it dissipated and fell into Wang Xuan's hands.

Lao Wang held a knife in one hand and put his back behind his back, saying: "I still say the same thing, from discipline to discipline, I can lift the sky with one hand, and I have never met an opponent at the same level."

Wang Xuan finally understood why the group of people present didn't let him leave the arena, and asked him to fight Lao Wang unreservedly. His father was strong, but he was really "outraged", and even he couldn't bear it.

"Father, it was only a draw just now, you have to be careful this time." Wang Xuan's breath became extremely dangerous.

At his fingertips, the Daoist paper reappeared, the sacred light followed by another light, the flower of vision grew on it, the only true and only truth in the "True One Sutra" manifested, and a causal silkworm was being born...

Wang Xuan shook his hands, evolved the supreme magic in the spiritual field, and typed out a page.