Yang Yun was stunned, but he couldn't help but laugh out loud, and his eyes gradually became cold.

The smile at the corner of his mouth was slightly mocking.

"Luo Feng Xiaoyou, it seems that defeating Bai Xuan, who is only in the human realm, has already made you lose your mind. ”

As soon as his mind moved, the source qi turned into wings, suspended in the void, stood with his hands in his hands, stared at Luo Feng condescendingly, and said, "Do you know that Bai Xuan, in my hands, can't make ten moves at all?"

"So, Luo Feng Xiaoyou, what you should be thinking about now is not to kill me, but how to hold on to my hands a little longer, and hold on until they have their hands free to save you. ”

His eyelids raised slightly, his eyes stared at Luo Feng coldly, and said, "Originally, you are such a waste, you are not qualified to let me make a move, but you have slapped me in the face repeatedly, which makes me really unhappy..."

Luo Feng's eyelids were slightly raised, without the slightest hint of fear, he still stared at Yang Yun indifferently, and said lightly: "Really, then I have to take a good look at it." ”

As his words fell, those dark eyes revealed an extremely strong battle intent.

Yang Yun is very strong, but so what?

Rumble!

Luo Fengshen's thought moved, and the golden Tai'a sword appeared in the palm of his hand, and the blade pointed obliquely at the earth.

The golden dragon qi rose from the dragon mansion and turned into a purple-gold divine dragon, suspended above Luo Feng.

Looking at Luo Feng, who not only did not have the slightest fear, but was full of fighting spirit, Yang Yun frowned slightly, and the ridicule in his eyes became stronger.

"Your gaze is really unpleasant. ”

"I wish you could keep this look when you kneel in front of me!"

His hands were slightly closed, and a silver brush appeared in his hand.

He held the brush in one hand, and the killing intent in his eyes surged, and a powerful source qi of about one hundred and fifty zhang roared out from within his qi mansion.

When the source qi rises, it turns into a huge brush, standing between heaven and earth.

A powerful coercion roared out from his body, making the void ripple slightly!

Luo Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, although he was not afraid, but he did not dare to be careless, the source master in the middle of the human realm was a fierce opponent for him who was now a double dragon pill.

Yang Yun stared at Luo Feng condescendingly, his gaze indifferent, as if he was looking at an ant that could be pinched to death at will.

He held the silver pen in his hand, like a god who ruled life and death, his lips lifted slightly, and he said slowly: "The silver soul pen, ten thousand millimeters!"

As Yang Yun's shouts fell, a wisp of wind blew, and Luo Feng's hair moved slightly.

Immediately afterward, everyone was shocked to see that on the tip of the huge pen of source qi that was above heaven and earth, there was a source qi like a hair, swept out, and roared towards Yang Ning.

Yang Ning's hands quickly sealed, the source qi trembled, and the hairs on the tip of the source qi pen were like countless silver thorns.

These silver thorns are sharp and sharp, and they are not weaker than the source soldiers.

The sky is full of silver thorns, and it is cold, making people's scalp tingle and chilling.

Luo Feng looked at the countless silver thorns as sharp as blades, his brows furrowed slightly, thoughtful.

This Yang Yun is really ruthless, and he used such a ruthless move when he came up.

There was a hint of jealousy in his dark eyes, surrounded by these countless silver thorns, and even he had to be careful.

In the face of Yang Yun's astonishing attack, Luo Feng's expression did not have the slightest wave, and Tai'a raised his sword slightly, pointing directly at Xingtian, like a sword immortal.

Buzzing......

Tai'a Sword trembled suddenly, only to see the Xuan Qi surging, the golden light flashing, and the second pattern on the sword body suddenly lit up.

The Xuan Qi surged and intertwined, turning into a hundred-zhang giant turtle, guarding Luo Feng under his body.

It is the magic power brought by the second pattern of the Tai'a Sword, the armor of the Heavenly Tortoise!

On the tortoise shell, there are ancient, mysterious and complex patterns, and the intersection of the lines is filled with an ancient atmosphere, which looks indestructible and difficult to shake.

Bang! Bang!

Countless silver thorns fell like stars, and heavy rain fell from the sky, stabbing towards the hundred-zhang giant turtle above Luo Feng.

Bell!

The overwhelming silver thorns shot onto the armor of the Celestial Tortoise, and the two collided, and suddenly there was a crisp intertwined sound rippling open.

The movement here naturally attracted the attention of Qingluan and Murong Yunhai.

Qingluan Meimu glanced in the direction of Luo Feng, and there was also a hint of surprise in her beautiful eyes, this Yang Yun was obviously so much stronger than Luo Feng, but he was going to use such a powerful attack when he came up, he was really ruthless!

Murong Yunhai was also shocked in his heart, they had just warmed up in these two battlefields, why did Yang Yun already start to be ruthless?

The silver thorns swayed down like a torrential rain, ticking on the armor of the tortoise.

Every time they stabbed it, Qingluan and the others' hearts trembled, they didn't know how many waves of attacks the Heavenly Turtle Armor could withstand.

"This Yang Yun, he said that he didn't take this Luo Feng in his eyes, but he used a killing move when he came up. Suddenly, the source master pursed his lips disdainfully.

When the source master heard this, he also discussed: "That Yang Yun has always regarded himself as the first person in the young generation of alchemy, and now, this Luo Feng, who was born out of nowhere, was able to refine the four-pattern Qingling Pill, which undoubtedly stepped on Yang Yun's foot, and this Yang Yun was naturally unhappy, and he was afraid that he would like to kill him." ”

"It's a pity, although he has a talent in alchemy, Yang Yun is the source master in the middle of the Tongren Realm after all, and fighting with him is afraid that it won't please him at all. ”

"I don't know how long Luo Feng Xiaoyou can last......

“......”

Under the gaze of many surprised eyes, the countless silver thorns that roared down like a heavy rain were gradually weakening at this time, and the source qi was gradually thinning.

Many eyes looked down at the countless silver thorns.

Click.

I only heard a crisp cracking sound, and a crack was formed on the hundred-zhang giant tortoise, and in the next moment, it suddenly collapsed, emitting a heavenly mystical qi.

At the same time, Luo Feng under the giant turtle also appeared under the spotlight again.

At this time, Luo Feng, holding the Tai'a sword in his hand, looked indifferent, and there was no trace of trauma all over his body.

It was true that Fang Cai's stormy atmospheric offensive was only able to break through Luo Feng's defenses, and did not cause him substantial damage.

Yang Yun's pupils also shrank slightly at this time.

He stared at Luo Feng, and his tone played with taste: "You turtle shell, it's really not ordinarily hard." ”

He originally wanted to crush Luo Feng with the momentum of a violent wind and rain, so that he could experience what it means to pierce his heart.

However, his powerful blow did not cause any substantial damage to Luo Feng.

"However, now that the turtle shell has been broken, I see how you can hide!"

Yang Yun sneered, the killing intent in his eyes surged, and the source qi around his body burst out, no longer talking nonsense, picked up the silver pen, and went straight to Luo Feng.

Luo Feng's eyes froze, and he drew his sword and stepped forward, without fear.

Whoa!

I saw the sound of the Dao breaking wind sounding, and under the gaze of many eyes, the figures of Yang Yun and Luo Feng were quickly intertwined, and between the collision of pens and swords, the source qi and the Xuan qi were intertwined, and there were strong source qi fluctuations raging open.

Yang Yun danced the silver pen, opening and closing, like waving a spear, and the spear came out like a dragon.

Every blow contains a thousand powers.

The seemingly soft tip of the pen, when it touched the ground, actually caused cracks in the white jade ground, which was daunting.

With such a sharp pen, if it stabs a person's body, it hurts to think about it.

However, in the face of Yang Yun's close offensive like a storm, although Luo Feng took defense as an attack, he was calm and did not panic at all. With one hand behind him, the other hand dancing with a sword, and the slight movement of his footsteps just perfectly avoided some terrible attacks. Take a hundred times to read the latest chapter of "The Strongest Tyrannical Dragon Claw Book House" for free for the first time.