Yan Chaoyang, who was knocked unconscious by Qu Youfeng's move last night, broke his powerful blow with only two fingers, which was unbelievable. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Wang Yuanlong's cold sweat covered his whole body in an instant.

Qu Youfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, just now his attention was all on Yan Shiyi, and when he looked carefully at this moment, he found that Yan Chaoyang's body was shrouded in a mysterious aura.

It's not an adjective, it's that there's really a pale golden aura that envelops him, making him look like a god, but others don't seem to have noticed that Xu is spirit realm has not yet reached that point.

"Who the hell are you!" I don't know the details of the depths, so he re-examines Yan Chaoyang's existence.

There were only eleven people on the Shura List, but there were more than eleven masters in the Cultivation Realm, and if Yan Chaoyang also broke through the Cultivation Realm, it would be a bit tricky.

Among the Yanshan thieves, except for the Yan Dragon Slaughter who didn't know the details, only Yan Shiyi was feared, but now there is one more Yan Chaoyang; I thought that the Yanshan thieves were grasshoppers shaking trees, but unexpectedly, people had real confidence; there were only a handful of forces in the world that had two cultivation realms.

The two subordinates were already so terrifying, but what about Yan Longtu himself? No one had ever seen his true face, so the Shura List had no way to judge his strength.

"What's this move!" Qu You shouted sharply, his palms were knife-shaped, and his right foot slammed into the roof where he was standing, and the whole person jumped high, and flew like the wind in the void in front of Yan Chaoyang, the speed was incredibly fast, and he saw two palm knives slashing through the void, like sharp blades, slashing out countless knives, and overwhelmingly surging towards Yan Chaoyang.

Fang Cai was just a tentative attack, the original intention was to detect the depth of Yan Shiyi, but this time he directly used a stunt, also to test the depth of Yan Chaoyang, he really couldn't believe that only one night, this person could successfully break through the realm.

There is no blade in the palm of the knife, but the overwhelming sword is like countless sharp blades shooting out, intersecting with each other to form, like a butterfly flying extremely fast.

"It's scary!"

Yan Chaoyang seemed to be frightened, and actually dodged to the side. He didn't seem to be acting, and he fled in a hurry.

"Don't want to escape!" Qu Youfeng is like a little daughter-in-law who has been molested, and he is almost angry. The whole person turned around, and at the same time, the momentum of the knife followed, like a wasp that had been stabbed in its nest, biting behind Yan Chaoyang.

About to escape to the next beacon tower, hundreds of zhang away, Yan Chaoyang suddenly turned around, smiled and stretched out his hand to hold, the dragon soul gun in his hand, the wrist moved slightly, the palm seemed to be sticky, the dragon soul gun was like a windmill spinning rapidly, there was a faint blue halo overflowing, gradually huge, the size of a waterwheel, there were patterns, the lines were clear, the structure was complex and exquisite, it was an ancient totem.

The totem was full of endless divine power, and as soon as it came out, it seemed to have a great Sanskrit chanting.

Endless swords slammed on it, making a "sonorous" sound of gold and stone striking, but the totem was as steady as a rock, and there was no fluctuation at all.

"What the hell is this?" Qu Youfeng's heart was shocked, and that totem made him feel an inexplicable sense of oppression.

"The totems of the divine seals, which have been passed down from generation to generation by ancient gods, a voice told me. Yan Chaoyang said with a smile.

"In the land of China, there has never been a freak like you. Qu Youfeng landed on the beacon tower, "I don't know yet, what gods once ruled this land, and even if there were, it has already fallen for a long time, so who is the demon in front of me now?"

"You're so rude. Yan Chaoyang said, "I am neither a god nor a man, I am an ant in the gap of time, I live in the past, even so, you should not call me a demon, I have never hurt a single hair of you." ”

"You should really look behind you when you say this!" Qu Youfeng said coldly, "How many unjust souls are entangled behind you, as long as you turn around, you can see countless miserable white faces, staring at you with resentful eyes, as if always thinking about skinning you, pulling your tendons, cutting your bones, and eating your flesh and blood." ”

"Well, I was afraid of ghosts since I was a child, and you still scare me like this, and now I hate you a little. Yan Chaoyang said.

"Then you might as well try to kill me. Qu Youfeng couldn't grasp his bottom and didn't want to act rashly.

"At most, I won't talk to you. Yan Chaoyang said, "All living beings have their spirituality, and those who destroy their spirituality are tantamount to those who destroy the Dao. ”

"Instead of talking big here, you should teach me your skills!" Qu Youfeng wanted to force him to do it.

Yan Chaoyang shook his head with a smile and said: "I'm not good at fighting, if you have to fight with me, I have to stand where I am and attack with you, but if you can't move me at all, please look at my face, don't embarrass Brother Eleven, if you can let Ah Li go, it would be even better." - Oh yes, Ah Li is Yan Li, he grew up with us, he is our younger brother. ”

"Then let's see how strong you are!" Qu You Feng shouted, and suddenly turned into an afterimage, and his palm knife was like a sharp cone formation composed of thousands of troops, and it crashed into the Divine Seal Totem.

In a violent collision, I saw a fierce thunder fire burst out at the collision between the two, and it was vaguely seen that Qu Youfeng's flesh palm was actually glowing with a silver metallic luster, looking as hard as steel.

The Divine Seal Totem suddenly concave inward, and the entire totem was distorted by the huge angle pull, and the original delicate pattern was also distorted, losing the sense of sacredness, but like a devil with teeth and claws, extremely demonic.

The two poles of gods and demons are originally opposites, but only when there is a positive can there be a negative, and only when there is a demon can there be a god.

Yan Chaoyang was not flustered, smiled slightly, and gently stretched out his hand, rubbing the void as if stroking a lover, and the twisted totem instantly returned to its state, like an ancient well, and there were no more ripples.

Qu Youfeng frowned and stepped back slightly.

The two of them suddenly turned their heads in unison, and two powerful auras surged from that direction.

"There are two more amazing existences," Yan Chaoyang smiled, "Ah Li always likes to make such big scenes, and he was not less frightened when he was a child." ”

Qu Youfeng said coldly: "Hmph, the two gourmets are finally willing to move." ”

Those two powerful breaths arrived at the Mingde Gate in the blink of an eye, but they were two old men of ancient age, one was slender and the other was of medium height, one was wearing a miserable white robe, and the other was wearing a dark robe.

In addition to cultivating cultivators in the academy, the Great Xia Dynasty also had an offering academy, in which there were many masters, among which the most famous was "Black and White Impermanence"; Back then, they were fierce, but Ji Wenyuan ambushed them and put them in the worship courtyard to "eat and wait for death", and they became the gluttony in Qu Youfeng's eyes.

Of course, these two are both veteran masters of the Xiuzhen Realm, and it is said that they can fight against any master on the Shura list without falling behind.

"Are you Yan Shiyi?" The white-robed old man had a pair of triangular eyes, his eyes were cold, and his tone was calm, and he was like a ghost king in the living world.

When Yan Shiyi heard the voice, he shifted his gaze downward, sneered, and said, "It's really unfortunate! An arrogant person like me knows the tradition of 'respecting the old and loving the young'; you who have half a foot in the coffin are still being arbitrarily driven by a little girl; it is not a wise thing to send your life here." ”