In an instant, the situation reversed, and the Holy Envoy of the Sun Never Sets and the Holy Son of Brahma were actually repelled by Tang Feng.

When the people in the audience saw this, their eyes widened, and they exclaimed: "I didn't expect that the Dragon Thorn Envoy was so strong, and with the Eightfold Pulse Opening Realm, it was on par with these two people!"

"I have to say that the Dragon Thorn Envoy is too strong, and in just one night, his strength has skyrocketed again, but think about it, he should have taken that strange fruit!"

The Holy Envoy of the Sun Never Sets and the Holy Son of Brahma had ugly faces, after all, the two joined forces, not only could not take each other, but let the other party force them to retreat, which was really a humiliation for a Tianjiao figure of their level.

"I have to admit that you do have some ability, so it seems that you can't use your hole cards without using it!"

In his hand, a slender soft sword that was so scarlet that it seemed to be stained with blood appeared, with a red sword body, and even the hilt was red.

"So far, there have been seventy-seven forty-nine people who have died on my sword, and you kid will be the fiftyth!"

With a slight flick of the Sunset Holy Envoy's wrist, the soft sword immediately became straight, and at the same time, red sword flowers appeared.

At the same time, the Brahma Holy Son made a big move, and a bronze demon-slaying pestle appeared in his hand, although this is not long with the demon-slaying pestle, but it is painted with strange patterns, and under the surging energy, it exudes a wisp of light golden luster.

It can be seen that he and the demon pestle are not ordinary!

Tang Feng sneered, his body shook, he shook his backhand, and picked up the dragon spear stuck in the ground in his hand!

With the dragon spear in his hand, Tang Feng's gaze suddenly became wide-eyed, majestic as if he was a heroic emperor, but everywhere he looked, the people opposite him all bowed their heads, not daring to look directly at him.

"This dragon lance looks a bit extraordinary, but if you want to rely on him to resist the attack of the two of us, it will be too simple!"

"Kill!" The Holy Envoy of the Sun Never Sets glanced at the Holy Son of Brahma, and the two of them launched their bodies at the same time.

I saw that the sun never set the holy envoy's right hand waved again and again, one after another sword qi was vertical and horizontal, his swordsmanship was strange and fluttering, and he looked like a venomous snake, tricky and very spicy.

The Demon Pestle of the Holy Son of Brahma opened and closed widely, and the moves were violent, like a violent storm, intertwined with each other, and turned into an invisible net, pressing towards Tang Feng's head.

"Such a terrifying move, these two people deserve to be Tianjiao, they join forces to perform killing moves, even if it is me, it will be difficult to resist!"

"Even Master Jia Lanzi can't stop it, let alone the kid surnamed Tang, he will definitely die this time!" Sima Liuyun of the beggar gang shouted coldly.

"Of course, this battle, he is already a mortal situation!" shouted Kalanzi.

It was too late to say that, before the two of them spoke, the moves of the Holy Envoy of the Sun and the Holy Son of Brahma had already rushed to him.

At this time, Tang Feng's hands tightened, and he gritted his teeth and shouted: "Sweep the Eight Desolations!"

With his angry shouts, the dragon spear in his hand swept out, and the body of the spear carried a majestic momentum, breaking the sword momentum of the holy envoy who never sets on the spot.

"Imperial Expedition!" In the midst of the storm, Tang Feng's body moved again, and the whole person suddenly rushed forward a little, to be precise, the tip of his spear like a dragon's head pointed at the qi net in front of the Holy Son of Brahma.

I only heard a bang, and the dragon spear was lit, and the holy son of Brahma originally hit the intertwined qi net, but it was scattered all at once.

However, the dragon lance did not abate, and stabbed him straight in the chest.

The Holy Son of Brahma was taken aback, but fortunately he was not an ordinary person, and the Demon Pestle was in danger, and suddenly there was a sonorous sound, and the fire was shining.

The sun never sets, and the strange and ethereal swordsmanship is once again entangled like a poisonous snake.

Tang Feng couldn't enter further, so he hurriedly returned the gun, and stabbed the opponent's sword body with a return move.

In an instant, the piercing sound of a knife sounded, stabbing the eardrums of the people around him.

If the sun never sets the holy envoy's mouth was numb on the spot, if he hadn't pulled his hand quickly, he was afraid that at this moment, the sword in his hand would have fallen to the ground.

"Kill the move!" At this time, these two foreign Tianjiao were undoubtedly angry, and when it came to this, they couldn't see the power of the Huaxia kid in front of them.

You must know that the other party is currently only in the eightfold realm of opening the pulse, and he can compete with them to this point, if they fight alone, the two of them don't dare to imagine what kind of fate they will have.

"Blood Killing Sword, Rise!" the Holy Envoy of the Sun Never Sets gritted his teeth and roared, his wrist waved again and again as his body flew over, and he actually swung thirty-six swords in one breath.

Thirty-six sword qi intertwined with each other, and in an instant, they suppressed Tang Feng like a net of heaven and earth.

"Descend the dragon and subdue the tiger, kill!"

The Holy Son of Brahma also made all his killing moves, and the demon pestle in his hand immediately turned into a majestic afterimage, rushing towards Tang Feng like an angry King Kong.

In an instant, the color of the sky and the earth changed, the yellow sand was all over the sky, and it was almost difficult for everyone in the audience to see the situation in the martial arts arena, they just had a feeling that under the terrifying killing moves of these two peerless Tianjiao, Tang Feng's people were like a lonely boat in the sea.

The tide was surging and roaring, and Tang Feng, a lonely boat, seemed to be in danger of being knocked down at any time.

At this moment, in the midst of the yellow sand covering the sky, everyone suddenly saw a golden light.

This golden light is like a rainbow, breaking through the rolling yellow sand and reaching the sky.

"Reign over the world!" With Tang Feng's roar, the yellow sand in the sky was broken through, the dark clouds in the sky retreated, and the wind and waves brought by the two foreign celestials were suddenly dispersed and became calm.

In an instant, the waves were calm and the wind was calm, but Tang Feng, Ye Bianzhou, was still standing there unharmed.

He was still holding the dragon spear in his hand, but at this time he was gasping for breath and his face was slightly pale, and his dragon spear also faded its golden luster and turned back to its original bronze color.

Three meters under Tang Feng's feet, a deep pit appeared, more than two meters deep, obviously this pit was made by the third style of the dragon lance he had just cast.

On the opposite side of the deep pit, stood the Holy Son of Brahma, at this time he was not only gasping for breath, his clothes were tattered, and even his hand holding the demon pestle had a trace of blood flowing out.

Everyone could see that under the tragic collision of the trick just now, this Brahma Holy Son was injured.

Other than that, there was no sign of the Holy Envoy on which the sun never set.

"Where did he go when the sun didn't set?" someone couldn't help but ask.

"Look, he's in the pit!" suddenly another shouted.

Just as his shout fell, a figure with messy hair and scattered clothes was staggering, slowly crawling out of the deep pit in embarrassment.

Seeing this, everyone suddenly lost color, looked at Tang Feng's gaze, and suddenly became different.