"I'm also curious, such a fast speed can only be done by those Jindan stage monks in the Central World, and he obviously only has Jindan stage cultivation, and he actually did it easily, I am so surprised, can he be so strong physically. ”

"The second type of the three types of the spear - disarming and returning to the field!"

The fiery red spear struck from the sky with a flood of firelight, and smashed down towards Shang Hongkuo with the power of Wan Jun, and at the same time, a more intense coercion permeated out, as if a boulder was pressing on Shang Hongkuo's body, making it difficult for Shang Hongkuo to walk.

Shang Hongkuo was not afraid at all, raised his sword, and Long Tengjian rushed towards the spear smashed down from above with a strong sword aura.

"Boom!"

A violent explosion sounded, and the aftermath of surging energy instantly submerged Shang Hongkuo, Shang Hongkuo's right arm trembled slightly and retreated a distance of more than ten cloths, and between his feet, a three-inch-wide long ditch was more than ten meters away.

At the same time, the difference in power between the second type and the first type of ground level combat skills is so huge.

The third type - the spear out of the long dragon strategy!

Just when Shang Hongkuo just stood firm, the voice of Nazaqi came again, and then, a fiery red point of light suddenly appeared in Shang Hongkuo's sight, and quickly amplified, the sharp tip of the spear with the violent energy compressed to the extreme was approaching like lightning, and in the face of this shot, Shang Hongkuo actually had a feeling in his heart that he could not dodge, as if this shot had firmly locked the qi of the combat technique, and the only way to resolve it was to hard-connect.

Shang Hongkuo slowly closed his eyes, and felt the exact location of Nazaqi with his heart, at the same time, his "god" and the Long Teng Sword in his hand established an inseparable close connection, the cold light on the Long Teng Sword soared, and a layer of strong sword light like a substance suddenly burst out, completely enveloping the Long Teng Sword, and the next moment, I saw the silver-white light flash away, and the Long Teng Sword had broken away from Shang Hongkuo's palm, shooting forward at an incredibly fast speed.

"Boom!"

A violent explosion sounded, and the violent energy on the tip of the gun that was compressed to the extreme lost its balance, and exploded halfway through, like a gorgeous flower in full bloom, and the red light that was constantly growing and spreading towards the surroundings looked very charming.

The ground soil flew, and the aftermath of intense energy rushed in all directions one after another, and the people around them retreated again and again, and they had already retreated a distance of a full hundred meters, and Shang Hongkuo and Nazaqi had already been submerged by the aftermath of this intense energy.

After half a ring, when the energy aftermath dissipated, the bodies of Shang Hongkuo and Nazaqi gradually appeared in everyone's sight, both of them looked very intact, but they were slightly disheveled by the impact of the energy aftermath. Shang Hongkuo's long hair had broken free of restraints, flying wildly behind his head against the hurricane of the aftermath of energy, and in his right hand, he still held a silver-white sword that was only two fingers wide and four feet long.

On the other side, Nazazi still maintained the posture of holding a gun, his body was still running as if he was frozen there and did not move, and the waist-length hair behind him had broken from the back of his head, leaving only the part above the neck that remained there.

Suddenly, a little bright red blood appeared on Nazazi's neck, and it expanded rapidly around the entire neck in a flat and regular straight line, and in the blink of an eye, Nazazi's neck seemed to be wearing a red necklace, and the next moment, Nazazi's entire head fell from the neck.

There was an uproar from the surrounding people, and everyone stared at the scene in front of them in disbelief, their eyes full of sluggishness.

At that moment just now, none of them knew what was going on, and when they thought about it, after Nazaqi launched the last form of the ground-level combat technique, Shang Hongkuo, as his opponent, would be seriously injured if he didn't die, but they didn't expect that the final ending would be so dramatic, Shang Hongkuo, who was attacked by the ground-level combat technique, stood there intact, and Nazaqi, who was on the strong side, turned his head inexplicably.

How the hell did Zazi die?

Including Shang Hongkuo, they were all at a loss.

What happened in that moment?

Everyone was very puzzled, and such thoughts were constantly circling in their heads.

"Dare to kill my Iku's people, look for death!" After a moment of silence, a loud shout mixed with anger suddenly came, and I saw an Iku about thirty years old holding a one-handed giant sword that was only one meter long and rushed towards Shang Hongkuo, and the giant sword exuded a surging and scorching fire attribute holy power, which made everyone in the field change color.

"What a powerful spiritual weapon fluctuation!"

"Is he a Void Monk?"

……

Some of the self-proclaimed Yuan Infant Stage's faces have changed drastically.

That person was Iku, who had left Heavenly Reputation City and was famous in the Eternal Shadow Territory, and he had a valuable Heavenly Rank Spirit Weapon in his hand.

With this Heavenly Rank Spirit Weapon, he could fight beyond the ranks.

Shang Hongkuo's face also became solemn, the giant sword in Yiku's hand turned out to be a heaven-level spirit weapon, and in this place, he actually saw two heaven-level spirit weapons, and they were also fire-attribute giant swords.

"Die!" Iku stared at Shang Hongkuo tightly, and the Heavenly Rank Spirit Sword in his hand slammed down.

Shang Hongkuo, the power of the Heavenly Rank Spirit Weapon, had already seen it, and he didn't dare to connect it hard, and his body immediately retreated. At the same time, a golden light flashed in front of Shang Hongkuo's eyes, and it collided with the Heavenly Rank Spirit Sword at a speed as fast as lightning.

I saw that the golden light collided with the Heavenly Rank Spirit Weapon in Iku's hand, and a deafening loud sound erupted, and an even more powerful energy ripple formed a shock wave visible to the naked eye and spread out towards the surroundings, turning those who were only impacted by the strength of the Great Saint Master a hundred meters away, and in front of this terrifying energy ripple, only the Yuan Infant Stage Cultivator could stabilize his footing.

The golden light dissolved the earth-shattering blow from Iku's Heavenly Rank Spirit Weapon, and the strong energy fluctuations that erupted also impacted Iku, who had retreated more than ten steps back, and when he stood still, his face was already a little pale.

The Heavenly Rank Spirit Weapon is very powerful, and the energy ripples emitted by the collision of the Heaven Rank Spirit Weapon are at close range, even the Yuan Infant Stage Monk will be subjected to a lot of shock, the explosion just now almost happened in front of Iku's eyes, and the surging energy aftermath has already caused Iku to suffer some minor injuries, because his strength is not necessarily that strong, if he abandons the Heaven Rank Spirit Weapon, he is not even as good as Nazaqi.

Iku, who was holding a heaven-level spirit weapon, was surprised and solemn and landed on Fang Ye, who was maintaining a sword-holding movement not far away, and said word by word: "Heaven-Order-Extreme-Grade!"

Fang Ye didn't answer, he slowly put down the Chixia Sword he was holding, no one knew when he appeared here, and no one knew how he killed Na Zaqi from such a distance and accurately when Shang Hongkuo and Nazaqi were fighting.

"I didn't expect another heaven-rank spirit weapon to appear, and it's still a heaven-level superlative!" The man with the two-meter-long fiery red giant sword on his back let out an exclamation, and he was very surprised by the appearance of the heaven-level spirit weapon.

The middle-aged man standing beside the purple-haired man showed a smile on his face and said, "I really didn't expect that another master would appear." ”

The purple-haired man smiled and said, "Second uncle, although Nazaqi is dead, but there is a person who is stronger than him, in general, his strength has not weakened, but has increased greatly." ”

"That's a good point. ”

……

Fang Ye's appearance made the young man who was originally going to avenge Na Zaqi hesitate, and stood there with a gloomy face, "Who are you!"

"Who are you? Fang Ye said expressionlessly, although he was a little unhappy about causing trouble here, he was not afraid.

The young man glanced at Shang Hongkuo and Bai Feihong with disdain, and finally his gaze fell on Fang Ye, and he said proudly: "Down there is Yiku." "In this area around Heavenly Reputation City, Iku's name is almost universally known, and he is the strongest existence under the five masters.

The disdain in Yiku's eyes was seen by Fang Ye, and he sneered, "I haven't heard of it." ”

"You, you're looking for death!" Fang Ye's words seemed to have offended Iku's scales, which immediately made him furious, and he wanted to slash towards Fang Ye with the Heavenly Rank Spirit Weapon exuding monstrous energy fluctuations, but just as he lifted the Heaven Rank Spirit Weapon, his movements stopped abruptly.

Because he saw that the corners of Fang Ye's mouth inadvertently evoked an evocative amplitude.

What kind of person would show such an expression, only a person who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger and hides it deeply.

Iku's face was blue and white for a while, although he felt that the other party's aura didn't seem to be particularly terrifying, but Fang Ye's confidence and contempt were by no means impossible to pretend. For a time, Iku was caught in a dilemma.

Just as Iku was riding the tiger, a silver bell-like laugh came from a distance.

"Giggles, why is it so lively here, who is fighting here, making such a big movement, you can feel the ground shaking from afar, but it scares the little woman so much. As he spoke, he saw a woman in a pink dress walking slowly from a distance with broken steps, and beside her, there were two middle-aged people with expressionless faces.

This is a mature woman, who looks like she is about twenty-five or sixteen years old on the surface, and her whole body exudes endless charm, as if her every movement has a charm that can capture people's souls.

Although the appearance of the woman in the red dress is not alluring, it is also naturally beautiful, rare in the world, and with her charm, it is even more lethal than the girl in yellow who has the posture of captivating the country and the city, giving people a strong desire to conquer it urgently.

"Giggles, the little girl is from the Weng family, named Yuan Qing, how did she come for the first time, please take care of the big brothers. The woman in the red dress chuckled, and the crisp voice alone seemed to carry an invisible magic, making the eyes of some people who were not firm in their hearts gradually become confused.

"Weng Yuanqing, could it be that she is Weng Yuanqing, one of the five masters. Someone exclaimed.

Almost everyone knows the names of the five masters now, but not many people have seen them in person.

The audience suddenly cast strange eyes on Weng Yuanqing, and many of them were secretly surprised in their hearts, but they didn't expect Weng Yuanqing, one of the five masters, to be a woman with such charm, and at the same time a little debauched.

Weng Yuanqing's gaze slowly looked around, and finally landed on Iku, who was in a dilemma with a giant sword, and chuckled: "This little brother is so powerful, this sword in your hand must be some kind of amazing weapon, it actually exudes a terrifying aura that makes the little woman's heart tremble." Saying that, Weng Yuanqing also made a very frightened expression, pretending to be pitiful.

Iku smiled awkwardly, and took this opportunity to find a step for him, he slowly put down the heavenly rank spirit weapon in his hand, and said proudly: "In Xia Iku, and this divine weapon is our family's treasure, it is said that it has been passed down from generation to generation by the ancestors, with infinite power, very powerful, if the Yuan Infant Stage Consummation Monk holds this sword, it can cut the void period." ”

"Wow, that's so powerful. Weng Yuanqing's face was full of surprise, and the white and tender Qianqian jade fingers covered his small mouth lightly. Her expression fell into Iku's eyes, making Iku even more proud.

"I don't know what the little brother and the big brother call it?" Weng Yuanqing looked at the rest of the people, and almost all of the people he looked at were authoritative figures of various forces.

"I know it in Xia Lezheng!" said the young man in a white robe embroidered with gold thread, a gentle smile on his face.

"Under Gavin Rainbow!" The young man with a two-meter-long fiery red giant sword on his back also bowed his hand, his tone indifferent.

"Wow, Gawen Hong, Le Zheng knows, that Bing Jiancheng, who has always been silent, your name is like thunder, but I didn't expect three of the five masters in the legend to appear in front of the little woman's eyes, and the tall and heroic posture of the three young and handsome men made the little woman's heart and liver pound. Weng Yuanqing seemed to be an eighteen-year-old lively little girl, with a nymphomaniac face, as if she had seen the idol she worshipped, and her eyes were full of little stars.

"I don't know what this little brother is called, can I tell my sister!" Weng Yuanqing looked at Ouyang Hai again and chuckled.

"Hmph!" Ikulen snorted, looking away with some disgust.

Weng Yuanqing didn't care, he still looked at Fang Ye with a charming smile on his face, and said, "This little brother won't be Hua Yuebin, the last of the five masters." ”

"Ye below, it's not Hua Yuebin. Fang Ye said expressionlessly.

Weng Yuanqing showed a look of surprise on his face, but then disappeared and giggled: "Little brother Fang Ye, you are so handsome, you have lost the little girl, you have to be responsible." ”

Hearing this, although he knew that Weng Yuanqing was acting, Bai Feihong and Shang Hongkuo still felt that cold sweat was breaking out on their foreheads, and Fang Ye was standing beside them after all.

(End of chapter)