It's up to me!

The big man didn't dodge or dodge, and when the halberd that destroyed the world like a golden dragon was three feet away from him, he suddenly punched out, without any fancy posture but the same momentum was like a rainbow, not losing a cent, and the surrounding void seemed to be broken through a big hole.

One punch against one halberd.

There was a roar, like thunder rolling in the sky, filling the heavens and the earth.

A deep pit appeared in an instant within a radius of ten miles where the two of them were, and there was no more snow on the ground around them.

The two of them each took ten steps back.

The big man looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, Ji Wutian, you have to think about it, do you really want to follow in the footsteps of Xiqi in the north season?

Between the words, he jumped up in one step, and launched an offensive before the one-armed old man could make a move, only to see his arms raised high, his fists superimposed, and smashed the one-armed old man's head like a meteorite falling into the world.

The one-armed old man was already angry, but when he saw this situation, he was even more angry, his cold eyes looked at the figure that jumped high, and the vast spiritual power in his body suddenly gathered wildly towards his left hand, like the water of a river flowing eastward.

The one-armed old man did not dodge backwards, but instead strode forward and walked away, this is not a reckless reckless behavior, but his half-step into the Tao, to fight to understand the Tao, to fight into the Tao, the fighting heart is his way, if you do not fight and retreat, self-destruction of the state of mind, is not self-destruction?

In addition, the one-armed old man is already hot-tempered, if you really want to fight, the battle is! No matter what kind of realm you are, and what kind of identity you are.

And this one-armed old man only had one cowardly self-destruction in his life, that is, when he confronted his little grandson and the cold man with a long knife who cultivated to be peerless.

I saw that at this moment, the one-armed old man strode forward, and the long halberd in his left hand was as bright as a golden dragon suddenly raised, and suddenly there were nine identical halberds quietly appeared, like thunder and lightning around his body.

Another halberd against a punch.

It's just that there are many differences compared to before.

The alternation of the two sides of the offensive, one of the two of them made one move, and one of them made one move after another, but the latter's move was different from the former's regularity, but became a murderous move!

And this time it was not as powerful and amazing as before, but there was a faint oozing sound like a broken bone.

Above the snow.... Covered in blood.

Above the Bloodland.....

I saw the big man slam his fists on the skull of the one-armed old man, making him kneel on one knee, covered in blood.

And then look at the long halberd in the hand of the one-armed old man, and it penetrated through the chest of the big man, and picked it up in the air, and scarlet blood flowed out of his chest, dripping down the halberd shaft.

Neither of them seemed to feel the slightest pain, and they had a tacit understanding in their hearts and launched another attack at the same time.

I only saw that the one-armed old man stood up suddenly, and swept everything out with one leg in one go, and then saw that the big man had already broken the halberd piercing his chest at the same moment, and his body fell to the ground, and he swept out with one leg without dragging mud and water.

Legs and legs collided, but there was no such magnificence of a battle, but it was like a child frolicking and fighting.

After the collision, the two men took ten steps back each.

The Biao Xing Han looked down slightly at the remaining half of the golden halberd on his chest and suddenly clenched his hands into fists, and the half of the halberd suddenly shot out as if it had been repelled like an unprecedented force, falling on the snow and swaying from side to side, buzzing yesterday, and at the same time taking away a large piece of flesh and blood from the chest of the Biao Xing Han.

The big man didn't seem to care about the blood gushing out of his chest from time to time, and said loudly without changing his face: Ji Wutian, I didn't expect you to come here with me and exchange your life for your life.

You don't care, how can I care? I see that you don't fight in the north season!

Even if I really don't have me, there will be a second person, not to mention this situation..... This is minimal.

And what about you Beiji? Is it your straw bale son who can't practice? Or is it your unsuccessful disciple, your so-called lord of the country in Beiji? Or is it your ant-like bullshit unicorn grandson? Will any of them become the new Beiji leader?

The big man sneered, and there was no one in his eyes.

Suddenly, the one-armed old man was furious, and a young voice with an extraordinary tone sounded in this land full of snow and blood.

With this voice appeared, an arrogant and domineering handsome boy appeared in the wind and snow, his figure was extremely gorgeous, brocade clothes and jade belts, big sleeves fluttering, and a black long sword across his waist.

At this moment, not only the big man was surprised, but even the one-armed old man who was angry and murderous was also surprised.

Dong Li Guozi Li Taibai?

Little evil animal, are you looking for death?

The big man didn't laugh angrily, his expression was slightly surprised, but his strong spiritual power spurted out between the words, and suddenly changed the target of the attack, and went straight to the handsome man who was unobstructed, like lightning and flint, the people of Dongli, I don't look for you, you are here to seek death? Do you think that your father Li Wenyuan has some ability, I don't dare to touch you?

Seeing this, the one-armed old man immediately reacted, put away his previous anger, and immediately stood sideways in front of the handsome boy, as if there was a raging fire in his eyes.

And the handsome boy behind him was full of indifference, without any worries, on the contrary, for some reason, he had a strong self-confidence and still said unabashedly: Nanzhang old man, your eldest son and two sons have no possibility of beating me with any hands, can you believe it? Isn't this more straw than a straw bag?

The big man smiled coldly, as if it was several times colder than the snowy land here, and with one hand, he turned his claws into a claw and carried an infinite murderous aura, grabbing at the unobstructed young man who was looking for death.

Zhang Manzi, you have gone too far.

Suddenly, another voice suddenly echoed, different from the previous rebelliousness, but it seemed that there was an immortal sitting on top of the nine heavens, shouting angrily.

The pupils of the big man shrank slightly, and his figure stopped suddenly, and the gushing spiritual power was restrained and retracted, the lord of Dongli?

…………

A hundred miles away, on top of an iceberg, an old man like a rich old man stood on it, looking at himself a hundred miles away from here.

And looking at a hundred miles away, there was also a person, or a figure, on the surface of this person's entire body for some reason, as if there was a layer of fog.

Outsiders couldn't see what it looked like in any case, and they could only see a majestic figure that was eight feet tall and couldn't be exaggerated.

Standing on top of the void, his figure is facing the rich old man, condescending, and although only one figure can be seen, it can still be judged that this person's cultivation is deep and his combat power is high, which is enough to reach the sky.

The goose-feather-like snow between the heavens and the earth will melt and evaporate within a foot of the figure, and at the same time, the imperial momentum that it "desperately" covers but still exudes is full of the breath of the king of the world, which is unprecedented, and it is unprecedented.

This kind of momentum has never existed in Qi He Mountain, Zhang Mang has never had it, and Ji Wutian has never had it either, and perhaps only Li Wenyuan, who was at the peak of his combat power and state of mind when he was young, had it.

The figure of the great shore did not move, and the rich old man did not move, and there was no sound all around......