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When Wang Lun saw it, he was shocked, and the demon dragon spear in his hand swung and drew a circle around his body, forming a protection.

The corners of Yang Yuanhao's mouth lifted slightly, and there was a demonic smile on his face. With a twist of his hands, he immediately lowered the huge dagger to Wang Lun, and then threw it.

Below, Wang Lun placed the Demon Dragon Spear on his side, and with a swing of his body, an illusory shadow appeared, blocking in front of him.

The dagger came and stabbed down with a fierce wind.

"Hmph."

Wang Lun snorted, the protection was shattered, and the phantom in front of him gradually became illusory, and finally disappeared.

In the first meeting, Yang Yuanhao had the upper hand.

"Jie Ji, you are qualified to be my opponent." The red armor on Wang Lun's body shone with blood-red light, and he picked up the demon dragon spear and stabbed Yang Yuanhao directly.

The black light of the gun body flickered, and the tip of the gun was slightly bright, piercing Yang Yuanhao's eyebrows. Yang Yuanhao was not in a hurry, his body was deflected, and the dagger in his hand was put aside, blocking the magic spear.

Wang Lun was surprised, this Demon Dragon Spear was a divine weapon held by the Heavenly Demon King. And that just an ordinary dagger can resist it?!

He looked closely, and saw that there was a strange rune on the front of the dagger, shining brightly.

"It's a facsimile!!" He was amazed.

Immediately, without a trace of slackness, he stabbed Yang Yuanhao's body with the tip of the spear. The speed of the marksmanship is unimaginable.

However, in the face of the extremely fast blade, Yang Yuanhao's face did not change, and he still had that strange smile. The dagger engraved with the rune in his hand can accurately block the dragon spear every time.

"Qiang Qiang ......"

The two fight, screwed together. There was silence in the room, only the sound of blades colliding.

In a flash, they have fought for 100 rounds, and they are evenly matched.

Yang Yuanhao has always been calm, and as soon as the dagger in his hand is strengthened, the runes light up, and the firelight flickered, separating the entangled. Wang Lun, who had a draw with him, frowned.

He, Wang Lun, was a strong man and Tianjiao in the second stage of the Respect Body Realm, and he could have crushed the young man in front of him who was only in the Spiritual Realm. However, because of the unknown and powerful demonic nature in Qi Qi's body, he couldn't use all his strength at all.

"What's in him?"

As he brood, the sky suddenly darkened, and he looked up.

I saw that Yang Yuanhao's body was shining, and a black square seal and a white hand were condensed on both sides of him.

Yuan Ling Yin! Tear the heavens!

At this hand, everyone present was slightly surprised.

Yuan Lingyin didn't say much, as Yang Yuanhao's own strength grew, he would naturally come easily. However, with the current strength of the Heaven Tearing Hand, how could it be condensed in an instant without a trace of backlash?!

He looked up at Wang Lun, smiled evilly, his palm was shining, and his handprint changed, leading the heaven-tearing hand to hold the Yuan Ling Seal and smash it to the opposite side.

"Tear the Seal of the Sky!" This is the name given by Yang Yuanhao, because inadvertently, he unexpectedly discovered that this Yuan Spirit Seal has some kind of connection with the Heaven Tearing Hand.

Wang Lun's eyes opened slightly, and then with a soft click, he urged the vitality in his body and condensed the demon shadow behind him. The demon dragon spear in his hand shook, and a black dragon soared, roaring, and flying sand and stones.

"Heavenly Demon Combination." Wang Lun let out a low snort.

The Demon Shadow and the Black Dragon both soared in midair, and then collided together, and a powerful aura emanated.

Wang Lun frowned, his fingers curled, and the unified demon shadow and black dragon collided with it.

Rumble!

The heaven-tearing hand held the Yuan Spirit Seal and smashed it down, and the black dragon carried the demon shadow to meet the attack.

In an instant, the sky and the earth were dark, and dark clouds covered the sun.

When the Heavenly Demon Seal really collided, Wang Lun's pupils shrank, and he found that the Tearing Heaven Seal slowly blurred, and finally turned into vitality and dispersed. And the power of the Heavenly Demon Combination was to hit the shield, causing a shock and almost bursting.

This, what's going on?!

Not only Wang Lun thinks so, but also the doubts of everyone watching the battle.

Wang Lun looked across and saw Yang Yuanhao's face pale, his eyes gloomy, and the corners of his mouth were dry. There was a crack between the eyebrows, and blood was spilling out.

"Boom, it turned out that it was counterattacked!" Wang Lun had a sneer on his face.

It seems that forcibly imposing the two skills still has a certain danger for Yang Yuanhao, although it has the support of demonic energy.

In this regard, the corners of Yang Yuanhao's mouth were still raised, with a bewitching smile on his face, and his fingers were shining, moving the void.

Seeing this, Wang Lun sneered again and again, sneering in his heart, to see what big waves you can turn over. However, in the next scene, his expression instantly froze.

Yang Yuanhao raised his slender palm, and the luster made it crystal clear. Immediately, he slapped abruptly at the void, and a fiery red array appeared under everyone's eyes.

Rumble!

The fiery red circle appeared, and suddenly a burst of fire light appeared, burning and distorting the void around it.

On the four sides of the array, Dao Dao flames were reflected, and the center of the array seemed to be a fire spirit, beating gently, and there was a terrifying power in this array, which made people tremble.

This array is a formation given by King Li Tianwang when he helped him become a pattern master in the ruins space. Is the gift given by a peak powerhouse of the Emperor Realm mortal?

It turned out that the so-called Sky Tearing Seal was just a cover, and what it covered was this magic circle. And the so-called backlash is not because of the power of the two skills, but because of this formation. Although he has the power of demonic energy, even if Yang Yuanhao, who is a first-time pattern master, inscribes such a high-level magic circle, he will definitely be harmed.

Yang Yuanhao held his palm lightly, and the firelight on the four sides of the magic circle converged on the fire spirit in the center, and after the fire spirit fused with the flames, it instantly expanded, filling the entire formation, and it was about to come out.

His eyes were cold, and the corners of his mouth looked at Wang Lun with a frozen expression, and his crystal fingers tapped.

"Incineration Array!" With a soft sound, the fiery red magic array trembled, and the fire spirit flew towards Wang Lun, with a fluttering feeling, but the power was amazing, and where it passed, the space was deformed, and the temperature of this space was also rising.

Wang Lun was frightened, hurriedly transported all his vitality, and crossed along his arm towards the Demon Dragon Spear, the body of the Demon Spear trembled slightly, and all the light flowed on the head of the spear. In the sky, dark clouds fell, gathering the head of the gun, and condensing a vitality drill bit in front of the tip of the gun, acting as real. The drill bit was only black and white, but the space in front of the drill bit rippled, and there were cracks, about to crack.

"Heavenly Demon Zha." He yelled, swinging his spear forward. The colorless drill bit rolled up the rubble from the ground, stabbing the fire spirit with a hurricane, cracking the ground and leaving a deep crack.

"Click."

When the two met, there was no explosion, just a strange ripple spreading, knocking Yang Yuanhao and Wang Lun into the air, hitting the shield set up by the Wind Venerable, shaking out cracks one after another, and finally shattered, turned into gas, and scattered in the void.

Wang Lun half-knelt on the ground, spit out a mouthful of blood, the armor on his body was gloomy, and he was seriously injured.

"Da Da Da ......"

A sound of footsteps sounded in the quiet field, and I followed the sound. A torn young man in a black sweat suit, with blood marks between his eyebrows, a pale face, blood stains on the corners of his mouth, a handsome face, and a demonic smile.

Wang Lun looked up at Yang Yuanhao, who didn't seem to have been harmed, and was unwilling in his heart, a strong man in the second stage of the Venerable Body Realm would be defeated by a young man who had not even reached the Venerable Body Realm.

"You're not worthy of being my opponent."

In a word, Wang Lun's cheeks are hot. Not long ago, he said that Yang Yuanhao is qualified to be his opponent. He looked like he was on top, but after a few moments, he was trampled underfoot.

Yang Yuanhao's eyes were blood-red, extremely cold, his palm shone brightly, and a black and white light blade condensed, he stared at Wang Lun, Lun raised the light blade, and was about to cut off Wang Lun's head.

Behind, the void cracked, spitting out two embarrassed figures, and when he turned his eyes, the face and body were the Shadow Ink and the Ghost Tomb that had just fought with the Wind Venerable.

At this time, the breath of the two was sluggish, the blood-red armor on their bodies was broken, and the red glow in their eyes was gloomy. Obviously, hit hard.

"Little beast, you dare." The ghost tomb screamed, and it was clear that he had seen it. The figure moved, with a dark red vitality, wanting to stop Yang Yuanhao.

Airplanes.

The void cracked again, and a blue figure rushed out, blocking in front of the ghost tomb, and shook it back with a palm. This scene happened only in a split second.

Seeing this, Yang Yuanhao's body surface demonic energy soared, and the light blade in his hand slashed down.

"No ......"