"Hey, hey, hey, hey......!"

Seeing that Long Cheng really dared to fight him alone, Mo Yuntian cracked his mouth and smiled, and said: "Your courage is good, but a little person is a small person, more than two years ago, you were like an ant in Ben Shao's eyes, and now even if you are Xuanyuan Wei, in front of Ben Shao, you are just a powerful ant!" ”

Long Cheng smiled indifferently and said, "Are you referring to yourself?" Since he was a child, he was suppressed by your brother's genius qualifications, even if he threw himself into the Blood Demon Sect and cultivated demonic skills, he was finally suppressed in front of your brother and couldn't turn over. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Bastard, what are you talking about......?" Mo Yuntian's face changed in an instant, and he was furious.

Wind Sword Dust is the magic barrier in Mo Yuntian's heart, and Long Cheng's words are like a sharp knife piercing into Mo Yuntian's heart!

Long Cheng's expression was as usual, and he said: "Your brother Feng Jianchen reached the peak of the Heavenly Rank more than two years ago, and three years ago, you were both cultivators in the late stage of the Heavenly Rank, and your brother was able to break your arm."

Now three years have passed, and your brother's strength has long since changed, and you ...... Gee...... It's still in the late stage of the Heavenly Order, and now if your brother is here, with just one move, you will die in Huangquan! ”

Long Cheng's voice was like a knife: "In front of your brother Feng Jianchen, you have indeed always been an ant, I am different from you, so, Your Excellency Ant, please don't put me on a par with you, it will make me feel ashamed!" ”

The more Mo Yuntian listened, the more angry he became, Long Cheng's words, like a sharp blade, pierced his self-esteem to a thousand holes, and he was extremely angry.

Especially in his eyes, Long Cheng was an insignificant little person, even today, Mo Yuntian didn't really treat Long Cheng seriously, and he despised it extremely in his heart.

However, in Long Cheng's eyes, he Mo Yuntian was even inferior, and Long Cheng actually regarded it as a shame to compare them, which made Mo Yuntian even more angry.

"Boy, you're looking for death-!"

Mo Yuntian roared angrily, and his eyes turned blood-red, revealing a monstrous ferocity.

The Blood Yin Demon Skill was running, the Demon Cloud Sky was full of blood, the surrounding wind and clouds changed color, and even the clouds above the Blood Dragon Mountain were reflected in blood red.

Whew――

Demon Yuntian suddenly slapped out with a palm, and the blood yin qi turned into a huge blood-colored handprint, falling from the sky, like the top of Mount Tai, killing towards Dragon City.

This blood-colored handprint, a hundred meters in size, covered the sky, it was like covering the sky and the sun, and in the blood-colored palm print, there were roars one after another, which were the roars of endless resentful spirits.

Demon Yuntian cultivated the Blood Yin Demon Skill, and he didn't know how many people's blood he absorbed, and together with their souls, he also refined it and turned it into his power, and as soon as he made a move, it was as if a hundred ghosts were crying.

Although he has not yet reached the peak of the Heavenly Rank, Demon Yuntian's skill has still greatly improved compared to three years ago, and this palm is like a real king's shot, and his strength is much higher than that of three years ago.

Three years ago, if there was no king-level treasure soldier, it might be slightly inferior to the current Demon Cloud Heaven, but if he had a king-level treasure soldier, he would be fearless.

The strength of Dragon City now is equivalent to the wind sword dust that had the Hao King Sword three years ago.

Long Yan's mind moved, and the Long Yan Sword instantly appeared in his hand, casting the Great Sun Qiankun Sword, and with a swing of the sword, a flaming sword instantly pierced the void.

Jian Gang slashed, about nearly a hundred zhang, and the high-grade sword of the king rank was too sharp, making Jian Gang have a kind of unbreakable sharpness.

As if opening the sky and splitting the earth, the blood-colored palm print that covered the sky and the sun was split into two halves in an instant, and the sword qi went straight to the sky, causing the blood cloud to split into two halves.

Under the sun, there is a feeling of seeing the sun and the moon through the clouds.

Mo Yuntian looked stunned, his strength was already completely based on the realm of the king rank, not weaker than the beginner king's attack, Dragon City was the cultivation of the early stage, and he was able to resist him head-on, and he was not inferior?

"It's the king-rank high-grade sword in his hand that is too powerful, it must be so, it must be with the help of the power of the sword!" Mo Yuntian muttered in his heart, unable to believe that Dragon City had such strength.

"With his cultivation, it must be very difficult to destroy the high-grade treasure soldiers of the royal rank, Ben Shao wants to see if he can fight against me in a few moves!"

In a blink of an eye in his heart, Mo Yuntian continued to shoot, the Blood Yin Demon Skill was running to the limit, his body exuded monstrous blood qi, and his hands were sealed, and he shot out again and again.

Every time he made a move, it was a huge blood-colored palm print, and the posture was different.

Long Cheng has a sword in his hand, the sword momentum soars to the sky, the sword qi is vertical and horizontal in all directions, the whole person reveals an invincible sharp energy, the mental method of the Great Sun Qiankun Sword and the Gang Qi of the seventh layer of the Tianyang Fire Control Technique cooperated, and the flame sword gang slashed out one after another.

Every blood-colored palm print had just been shot, and it was broken by the flaming sword that cut through the sky and the earth.

The internal strength of Long Cheng is strong, less than ten breaths, the two have already fought dozens of moves, Long Cheng's momentum is not declining, the more he fights, the more brave he becomes, all the way to split the attack of the blood-colored palm print, directly in front of Mo Yuntian.

Bloody Escape!

Demon Yuntian suddenly flashed like blood, and moved quickly, moving as fast as the speed of sound, and in the blink of an eye, it appeared in front of Dragon City in Dragon City, and the attack was even more unpredictable.

Sword step!

The sword light at the foot of the dragon city condensed and turned solid, and the body was like the sword light breaking through the air, as fast as the speed of sound.

As soon as the two of them moved, they only saw a bloody light and a sword light moving rapidly in the void, and there were blood-colored palm prints and flame sword gangs appearing, colliding together, and no one could see the figures of the two clearly.

The martial artists present, whether it is on the side of Da Chu or the Fire Lotus Sect, the strongest strength is only at the level of martial arts grandmasters, and the battle between Dragon City and Demon Cloud Heaven, whether it is speed or attack power, has reached the king level, of course they can't understand it.

Near the Blood Dragon Mountain, there are still many mountain peaks, but they are not as tall and steep as the Blood Dragon Mountain.

More than ten miles away, in a mountain peak, there was a black-robed old man hidden in the dense forest, who was watching the battle between Dragon City and Demon Cloud Heaven.

On the other side, more than ten miles away, there was also a mountain peak, and a white-haired old man sat on the bluestone under the shade of the tree, his eyes also looked in the direction of the Blood Dragon Mountain, looking at the city and the demon cloud sky in the rapid fierce battle.

The battle that was not clear in the eyes of the martial arts master was clearly seen in the eyes of these two old men, and these two old men, from time to time, glanced at the mountain peak where the other party was, and obviously sensed the existence of the other party.

"This junior brother of Longcheng is really amazing, no wonder he can become a Xuanyuan guard in the late stage of the ground level, his combat power is really terrifying, the killing move of the Great Sun Qiankun Sword has not yet been used, it seems that in this battle, he has a victory rate of more than eighty percent."

The white-haired old man muttered to himself, "It seems that this time, there is indeed hope to destroy the Fire Lotus Sect. ”