Hua Tianjing exuded a terrifying chill all over his body, causing everyone who approached him to fall into an abnormal state unconsciously, like falling into an ice cave for ten thousand years. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He resisted the urge to make a move, and he was much more low-key than before.

Yang Qian'an accepted the Panshen Soul Sword and stood up from sitting cross-legged, this sword is completely inconsistent with his character, he just cultivates with the help of the power in it, if he wants to control it, he must become a gentleman and understand the way of a gentleman.

Moreover, he and Hong Tianyi were already cultivating higher than him, and if they used the Dao weapon again, they would definitely be gossiped about, so how could he use the power of this Dao weapon to fight the enemy?

Hong Tianyi and Yang Qian'an looked at each other, but they didn't make a move, and the two wanted to overpower each other in momentum, thus leaving a flaw in each other's hearts.

A strong aura rushed over like a mountain and a sea, like an overwhelming tsunami.

For a while, the two of them were indistinguishable, only the qi, blood, and spiritual power began to boil, and the fighting spirit could not be resisted.

"It's so powerful, and it's a super genius who can challenge beyond the ranks, no wonder he's not afraid of Yang Qian'an at all, I'm afraid he's another Fang Tianhan-style character."

"How the hell did you cultivate, even if you get some ancient powerful inheritance, there is no reason why you can be strong like this? Yang Qian'an has cultivated during the foundation building period, and he has also received an enviable inheritance, why can't he suppress the other party in terms of momentum, it's really terrible. ”

"It's a few of them on the hidden dragon list, it's terrifying, it's really demonic!"

The monks who were not hostile to them discussed one after another, their eyes were complicated, and their expressions were admiring.

Yang Qian'an put away his smile and asked flatly: "Hong Tianyi, they are all from the All Saints Academy, I also know your father, and our two families are close friends." You really don't want to back down, but you want to fight me? ”

"There's nothing to say, you secretly attacked me last time in the academy, and you already have a grudge!" Hong Tianyi was dressed in a cyan Confucian robe, gentle and elegant.

"In that case, there's nothing more to say, you don't want to retreat, I don't want to give way, it's the best choice to fight once." Yang Qian'an's face turned cold, and he slowly rose into the air, "I originally wanted to seize my father's power in the future and let you come to assist, but it's a pity that you don't eat and drink in the toast!" ”

He made a move in an instant, his body crackled, and the sound of rivers rushing and waves appeared in his body, and the operation of qi, blood and spiritual power in his body was as violent as a rushing river.

An unparalleled breath poured out of him, distorting the air at his side.

Yang Qian'an, who was originally lazy, became extremely violent in an instant, and ripped off all the disguises.

"Die!" Yang Qian'an roared, flew out in the rush of aura, and a pitch-black spear that matched his aura suddenly appeared in his hand.

This spear is also a great magic weapon, and there are wisps of silver-white patterns on the jet-black spear body that are constantly turning, as if to make the whole person's heart fall into it, and the soul is seduced.

In an instant, he rushed over, rolled up a powerful force, and all the attacks were condensed in this shot, and the sharp whistling sound that drove it actually made the scattered cultivators present dizzy, as if their heads were about to explode.

At the same time, Yang Qian'an's figure turned into an ancient god of war, wearing hideous armor, his eyes were like lightning, and his fighting spirit soared into the sky, and his heroic posture was compelling.

Between the lightning and flint, Hong Tianyi directly punched out, the power of the past, present and future three worlds were one, and the past and the infinite future were all superimposed on the present.

His Sansheng III is completely different from Hua Tianjing's Sansheng Stone, the Sansheng Stone is the past life, the present life, the next life, and the next life, while Hong Tianyi is the present, past and future three different time periods of this life.

"Boom!"

The direct collision between the bare hands and the spear collapsed, and the space collapsed, wisps of ripples shook the four fields, the mountains collapsed and the ground cracked, and the gray mist in the endless void rolled out.

Yang Qian'an stood high in the air, holding a spear and striking again, and the trajectory between the spears drew the eternal starry sky, and suppressed it downward.

The unyielding god of war reappeared, the huge phantom obscured the sky, the god of war was like a substance, terrifying, the blood-red eyes stared at Hong Tianyi, his eyes opened and closed, and a divine light shrouded him.

The knowledgeable monks were all shocked, this secret method of summoning the possession of the ancient god of war was really terrifying, I am afraid that with this spell, Yang Qian'an Jin Dan was already invincible.

Hong Tianyi stepped out in one step, directly stepped over the lock of the power of the god of war, and approached Yang Qian'an at great speed, wanting to take this opportunity to give him a fatal blow.

"It's useless, don't resist in vain, if you don't want to die at my feet, surrender early, I can spare you from dying!" Yang Qian'an stood proudly, the tip of the spear was uncertain, and he could stab down at any time.

Hong Tianyi did not speak, and explained everything with practical actions. The combined power of the three worlds converged in one life, and the invincible combat power of the broken mountains and rivers broke out.

Yang Qian'an's face remained unchanged, and he had already expected it, and the battle intent of the God of War Spear in his hand was even more terrifying, and it was suppressed with one shot.

The huge phantom behind him stretched out his arm with explosive muscles, invincible, grabbing the space and smashing down Hong Tianyi's small body below.

With an earth-shattering blow, the spiritual power spread in all directions, drowning the figures of the two in it.

"Bang dang!"

At the critical moment, Hong Tianyi sacrificed the Superior Holy Palace, and collided with the terrifying punch made by the God of War Spear and the God of War Phantom, and a deafening impact sound shattered people's eardrums.

The towering rocks in all directions were all crushed into powder, and Yang Qian'an and the God of War Spear were all repelled by the Holy Palaces and flew out into the distance.

The huge fist seal of the God of War was also blown away, and the sound of ancient sages reciting the classics came from the Holy Palace, knocking back the fist that had formed a substance from the phantom.

The golden ancient characters recited one by one surrounded the back of Hong Tianyi's head, and under his control, they suppressed the past in the direction of Yang Qian'an's retreat.

At this moment, Hong Tianyi really looks like the reincarnation of the ancient sages, and the classic works of the sages are perfectly reflected in him.

The golden ancient characters carried the wonderful power of purifying people's hearts, and one of Yang Qian'an's arms disappeared silently, and that power was wrapped around the root of the hand.

"Click."

Yang Qian'an's expression was extremely violent, his eyes were fierce and cruel, and he decisively cut off his entire arm, and the bright red blood was sprinkled from the sky like a fountain.

"Is Yang Qian'an really going to follow in the footsteps of Hua Tianjing and lose to someone whose cultivation is far inferior to himself?" Some people looked excited, as if they had seen another miracle reappear, attacking the strong with the weak and beheading a generation of Tianjiao under the horse.