In an instant, Yuan Tian moved, and his whole body seemed to turn into a fresh wind, floating towards Qingyang Huan, and an astonishing force was like a sharp heavenly knife, slashing down.

In his hand, a faint blue light floated, circulating, turning into sharp blue light knives, as if he was going to divide Qingyang Huan's corpse.

The reason why the martial artist who has developed spiritual sense is that he can perceive the opponent's movements in advance, but Qingyang Huan stood in place without the slightest dodge, waiting for the sharp big hand cover to fall.

When Qingguang's big hand was only a foot away from his body, his body burst out with golden light, and it burst out, even if it was his fist that Yuan Tianxing could detect, it was too late to change at this moment.

Thundered!

The furious power rushed like a river, igniting the sound of blood boiling, and he didn't spare the slightest hand in this blow, and smashed it directly.

Burst!

Under the strength of the fist, the blue light that was swirling around Yuan Tianxing was sharp, and it was directly impacted, and the fist was wrapped in golden light without stagnating, heading towards his chest, wrapped in terrifying power imprinted on his chest!

Rumble!

At this moment, Yuan Tianxing stepped violently under his feet, and his body retreated towards the rear, unloading part of his strength, but Qingyang Huan walked forward, tearing open the splashing light, and the dragon roared all over his body, and every step was as heavy as a mountain.

In this heaviness, there is boundless killing.

Rumble!

The fist pressed against Yuan Tianxing's shoulder, and although it didn't hit it completely, the surging force still swept it out and hit the stone house.

Facing the top spot in the Ghost Fang Domain, it triggered his fighting spirit, although his strength now far exceeds that of many of his peers in the region.

However, as a young man, Qingyanghuan is no exception, he also has the heart of competing for his peers, even if he falls to the second place in Lashan, even if he can't reintegrate into the list, it doesn't mean that he really doesn't have the heart to compete.

"Come again!"

Looking at Yuan Tianxing, who crashed into the stone house, Qingyang Huan snorted, and swung his fist out again, his fist was swirled with golden light, and one after another killing light was attached, wandering in the golden light, blending with blood and qi, piercing the void.

The golden light broke through the sky and condensed into a true sword in the void, and the killing light merged into it, and suddenly the aura of tyrannical killing exploded, wrapped in a roar, and walked towards Yuan Tianxing.

Not good!

In the face of this blow, a trace of uneasiness flashed in Yuan Tianxing's eyes, even in front of a real Spirit Realm martial artist, this blow should not be underestimated, not to mention that he had not fully entered this realm.

The fist was like electricity, tearing through the void, and his faint spiritual sense could not be completely penetrated at all, and it was difficult to dodge if he wanted to, so he could only resist hard.

After losing his mind in an instant, the divine treasure behind Yuan Tianxing opened, and there was an eagle crying in the seven Qingguang caves, and suddenly a boundless green wind rolled up around his body.

He stretched out his big hand, and the blue light in the sky pushed forward with his big hand, cutting the void with boundless sharpness, and the shadow of a winged flying snake vaguely floated out of the blue light.

"Snake Song!"

Seeing the cyan streamer manifesting the artistic conception of the wind, and even faintly imprinting the shape of the snake god, there was a difference in Qing Yanghuan's eyes, obviously the person in front of him had already understood the artistic conception of the wind.

Thundered!

In an instant, his thoughts flowed, and Lu Wu's claws that roared out of his fist tore apart the blue light in the sky, and the killing fell on Yuan Tianxing's chest again.

Burst!

Yuan Tianxing strode back, one arm drooped down, and blood dripped from his fingers, and the beast robe on his chest tore several blood marks, swirling with a dark killing streamer.

"Ahem, ahem!"

The corners of his mouth were bleeding and staring at Qingyang Huan, and soon a white cloud flew out of his body and turned into a bone talisman, the Ghost Fang Ancient Land's Winning Bone Talisman was no different from that of Lashan Ancient Land.

"I'm defeated!"

Threw the bone talisman in his hand to Qing Yang Huan, although he was defeated by Qing Yang Huan, but Yuan Tianxing's eyes were not depressed, his eyes flashed with a faint light, and a surge of battle intent.

"Qingyang Huan, today's defeat, I will get it back. With that, he staggered and turned away.

Looking at Yuan Tianxing going away, Qingyang Huan's expression did not change when he pinched the bone talisman in his hand, and the combat power of the top spot was really strong, just opening up the Seven Tibets, and he had the combat power to attack the Spirit Realm.

Pity......

It's not that Yuan Tianxing's creation and combat power are weak, but that his Qingyang Huan's creation is too strong!

"Let's go!" Walking out of the stone courtyard, Qingyang Huan called to Lu Xiong and the two.

Five days later, thirty miles outside the hills and ravines of the Ghost Fang Ancient Land Zhenjiang Clan, Qingyang Huan left with Lu Xiong and the others, and in his hand he held the bone pattern of the fourth place in the Ghost Fang Ancient Land.

Behind Qingyang Huan leaving, on the top of the ancient mountain, two figures stood, a young martial artist had blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, his breath was a little vague, and a middle-aged martial artist stood beside him.

"Hook, the wilderness is too big, there are always some geniuses with strong combat power, striking the upper ranks, they are like the scorching sun, covering the stars in the sky, some people can't compare, because they are the object of competition, in the end they can only drag themselves down, just do your best!"

The middle-aged warrior spoke up, looking at the young man next to him with worry in his eyes.

"Father, I understand. ”

There was a glint in his eyes, and he spread out his palm, and there was a little purple light flickering in it, like a grain of rice.

"What is this?"

Seeing this brilliant purple light, the middle-aged martial artist's eyes flashed with a flash of essence, and even his breath became a little rough.

"Is this compensation for taking away the Winning Bone Talisman?"

Looking at the figures of Qingyang Huan and the others who had already disappeared in the forest, he groaned.

"Father, I have already prepared to be promoted to the Regent Realm, and I can't stay long after the Bone Talisman of the Champion Ranking, but I haven't been much sure, with this introduction, I have a lot more certainty of being promoted to the Regent Realm, and I lost the Title Talisman and was promoted to the Regent Realm, maybe I earned it. ”

......

By the time he returned to Mangniu City, it was already ten days later, in a stone courtyard carved on the ridge, Qingyang Huan played with the Winning Bone Talisman in his hand.

The four pieces of the Lashan Ancient Land, the highest is the bone pattern that won the second place on the list, and the two pieces of the Ghost Fang Ancient Land, the first and the fourth, which are already things that he can raise to participate in the barter ceremony in a short period of time.

After all, his precious blood, bone patterns, if he has it, he himself is not enough, a winning bone talisman may not be worth much, but these together, the value will be greatly increased.

For this barter conference, most of Lu Xiong and the others who were sent out by him came back, after all, if they want to barter, even if they have treasures that make others excited, if they don't have the qualifications for equal exchange, most of them will not know where to be buried!