Tang Xuanming didn't retreat for half a step, and he was in a ball with Duoercha.

He didn't understand much of the rules of heaven and earth in the main world, and he couldn't fully use many martial arts and moves.

However, in the world shrouded by the Lord of the Six Realms of Reincarnation, many martial arts that could not be used could be easily used.

Ling Bo's micro-steps made Tang Xuanming's footwork ethereal, no matter how fierce and powerful Duoercha's attack was, there was still no way to touch Tang Xuanming's side.

In Meng Qi's eyes, Duoercha was like an ancient bull, with infinite strength in his every move, capable of breaking mountains and splitting the ground, and if he hit him head-on at will, he would be seriously injured on the spot.

And Tang Xuanming is like a fluttering butterfly, and like a catkins swaying in the wind, the huge primeval bull has the power to collapse mountains and crack the ground, but there is no way to catch a fluttering butterfly, and there is nothing to do about the catkins fluttering in the wind.

"How can he fight a strong man who is half a step away?"

Meng Qi was dumbfounded.

Zhang Yuanshan shook his head and said puzzledly: "Three days ago, he didn't have this strength of Xuan, at that time, he could only sweep a team of iron wolf soldiers, at most he only had strength, and the way of martial arts had not yet been introduced." ”

&nb￣)！”

Jiang Zhiwei pointed to the center of the battlefield, and the grassland demon gods Dorcha and Tang Xuanming, who were originally able to destroy the entire Shaolin in the comments of the Lord of the Six Realms of Reincarnation, were impressive.

Even from the appearance alone, it seems that Tang Xuanming has the upper hand.

The terrifying spiritual intent of the grassland demon god Duoercha could make ordinary masters with nine knots come to a standstill, but it was meaningless to Tang Xuanming.

The lightning that slashed from time to time above the sky made the battlefield light and dark, and the two people in the center of the battlefield were like gods and demons in mythology.

Tang Xuanming was like an immortal, and Dolcha, who used a one-legged bronze man, was as violent as a demon.

Mountains and rocks splashed, grass and trees were broken, but none of them hit Tang Xuanming.

He exerted the essence of Ling Bo's micro-step to the peak, dancing like a frightening dragon.

From time to time, a palm was punched, with the sound of a dragon elephant, and a real dragon and divine elephant vaguely appeared behind him.

The air was suddenly silent, and the gods and demons beneath the dark clouds suddenly stopped, clashing together at a faster speed after a moment of silence.

While!

The one-legged bronze man was pierced, the dark clouds above the sky dome collapsed, and a bolt of lightning struck, which should have merged into Duoercha's palm, which was a powerful blow condensed into the external celestial phenomena controlled by Duo Cha.

But in Dolcha's strange and incredulous gaze, the lightning leaped like an active fish.

The endless divine power submerged into Tang Xuanming's fist, giving Tang Xuanming the strength of the location level at that moment.

Burst!

The two staggered in silence, then stopped at the same time for a moment.

Meng Qi, who was watching the battle, was stunned, not knowing what was happening in the center of the battlefield at that moment.

And Tang Xuanming paused for a moment, and walked towards the foot of Shaohua Mountain easily and naturally.

Cracking sound!

Behind Tang Xuanming, the Prairie Demon God Dorcha's body crackled non-stop, and the bright arc flickered out, and the terrible figure who killed the Central Plains Martial Arts lost his voice paused for a moment The uncontrollable convulsions of his body continued, and then spit out a mouthful of charred blood, and he was actually hit hard in this blow.

The steppe demon god Duo'er has been defeated?!

Meng Qi showed an incredible look in his eyes, and Tang Xuanming didn't look back, his white clothes were still not broken, like a handsome young man, giving people infinite reverie.

At this moment, if there are heroines watching the battle, they will definitely feel emotional, and they can't help but make a promise.

"Why didn't he continue to attack? Wouldn't it be better to take this opportunity to directly kill the grassland demon god Duoercha? Killing such a terrifying character would definitely be able to get a lot of good deeds from the Lord of the Six Realms of Reincarnation. ”

Meng Qi was puzzled, staring at Tang Xuanming's back, which was extremely chic, still floating like a fairy, giving him an answer in his heart.

"Does he think that Dolcha is no longer qualified to let him shoot? ”

As soon as his thoughts turned here, Meng Qi suddenly saw an incomparably bright sword light in the corner of his eyes.

The sword is out of me!

At this most critical juncture, Jiang Zhiwei of the Sword Washing Pavilion did not hesitate to display her most powerful swordsmanship.

After the sword is released, whether the enemy dies or not, the true qi and strength of her body will be hollowed out.

Without the slightest effort, they can only become pigs and sheep to be slaughtered.

But she still didn't hesitate to strike, her people are like her sword, the sword is out of me.

Tang Xuanming, who had been walking with his back to the bottom of the mountain, also stopped, and looked back at Jiang Zhiwei at some point.

Just now, he wasn't unwilling to make up for the knife and kill the Prairie Demon God on the spot.

It's because mobilizing the Thunder Emperor's Treasure Technique to swallow that thunderbolt at the exterior level is already the biggest lore he can use, and after that attack, not only the strange true qi that the Dragon Elephant Praruo has practiced is consumed, but even his qi and blood are dried up.

A group of people turned their backs to him, so no one noticed that he turned pale after that punch, if it weren't for the fact that Ling Bo Weibu didn't need internal force at all, and even had the effect of accumulating internal force and restoring internal force, after he threw that punch, he would kneel in front of the grassland demon god Duoercha on the spot.

At that time, all the forced qualities were gone, which Tang Xuanming couldn't bear, his strength could not be strong, but his appearance must be handsome.

Jiang Zhiwei swung out that sword, and Tang Xuanming applauded her in his heart.

If Jiang Zhiwei hadn't made a move at this time, and when Duo Ercha recovered from the blow just now, then he would really only be able to run wildly in Shaohua Mountain with the help of Ling Bo's micro-steps.

However, Jiang Zhiwei's sword did make Tang Xuanming praise, and the splendor of this sword made him slightly intoxicated.

This is a sword at the level of the Dharma Body, which contains the wonderful principles of heaven and earth.

Everyone was immersed in that unique law and principle, and they were all stunned.

In front of this sword that contains the laws of heaven and earth, the body and steps are all illusory, no matter how to dodge, without understanding the corresponding rules, there is no way to avoid that sword.

The only thing that can fight against the law is the law.

"Good swordsmanship!"

Tang Xuanming praised from the bottom of his heart, it was not that he had never seen a more brilliant and perfect swordsmanship.

The cursive sword technique was countless times more powerful than this blow.

But the one who issued this sword was only an insignificant girl in his eyes, a person who was still at the level of martial arts, and by strict definition, it was just the existence of a low-level martial arts world.

But this blow has already involved the rules of the high martial arts.

"Ahh

The steppe demon god Duoercha didn't have much effort to appreciate the mystery of this sword.

He was still in shock, and the pinnacle blow of the exterior level was used by the enemy, and if it weren't for his physical strength, he would have been directly scorched by the blow just now.

But now he is not comfortable, the violent thunder and lightning made his body stiff, and he couldn't move at all.

He could only watch as the brilliant and boundless sword light pierced through his skull, his ambition was completely empty, his eyes were dark, and he couldn't see anything.