Wan Haoyi and Song Yan's fighting methods have always been surprisingly good, and they both like melee combat. Seeing Wan Hao rushing up, Song Yan also took out two soul-chasing knives and greeted them without hesitation. As soon as the two sides made contact, there was a ping-pong fight. Although Song Yan was much behind Wan Haoyi in terms of cultivation, with the subtlety of the Eight Wolf Tooth Fists, he was stunned for a while and was not at a disadvantage.

Both sides are open and close, and they do not give in to each other. The two figures echoed each other on the platform. The shadows of the swords and sticks come and go. It's hard to tell the difference. "Song Yan, do you think that with your melee advantage, you can level with my strength. You're dreaming!" Xu Wei didn't immediately separate the winner from Song Yan, and Wan Hao felt that he couldn't hold it on his face. Unexpectedly, he shook the dragon stick in both hands to Song Yan, and then reached out to put it on the jade pendant on his waist, and a pitch-black ghost-headed big knife appeared in his hand.

Song Yan has created many miracles today, but they still haven't thought of it. Originally, I thought that Song Yan would be able to protect himself at most when facing Wan Haoyi, but he didn't expect that he could force Wan Haoyi to use a more advanced magic weapon, and the crowd, including the tutors on the stone platform, were also a little unbelievable. The unattractive kid in front of him actually has such terrifying strength. It seems that it is definitely not luck that the two people who stood the most just now can be so beautiful.

"Bell!" twice, Song Yan brandished his double knives and knocked the flying dragon stick away, but just when his old power had gone and his new power was not born, Wan Haoyi's ghost-headed broadsword had already thought of him like lightning and slashed over. "Be careful!" Hua Xileng in the audience saw this scene and subconsciously reminded him.

But before she shouted these words, Wan Haoyi's ghost head knife had already entered in front of Song Yan. "Poof!" Almost the same as Jia Jinghe's dagger stabbing Song Yan just now, Wan Haoyi's ghost head knife also shattered Song Yan's body. But it's still just a light and shadow. "Wan Haoyi, today I will let you, the Heavenly Demon, die completely. At the moment when Song Yan's figure had just shattered, the air in the open space not far away squirmed. Immediately followed by Song Yan's figure resurfaced again, and then Song Yan did not hesitate to collect the soul chasing knife and threw the two scrolls out.

These two reels changed in the air, turning into two monstrous giant wolves, and pounced on Wan Haoyi. This is not over, Song Yan took out three scrolls again, and directly crushed them without hesitation at the moment of hand. "Whew!" A majestic force instantly spread all over Song Yan's body, especially his arms, which were unexpectedly green at this time, and actually shattered the original clothes outside.

Without the slightest pause, after Song Yan crushed the scroll, he was like Wan Haoyi exerting his extreme speed, and the breeze stomped on the clouds. At this time, Wan Haoyi had just withdrawn the black ghost head knife and smashed the huge waves that the two talismans turned into, and it was the time to make a move. Song Yan chose just the right time to attack, coupled with the increase of Qingfeng stomping on the cloud step, he had a faster speed than at any time just now, and came to Wan Haoyi like a teleportation, and smashed down with a heavy punch without hesitation. "Damn it!"

However, although Song Yan's speed reached the limit, it didn't really make Wan Haoyi feel dangerous. Seeing Song Yan coming, he just put his hands tightly together, and in an instant, something like an eggshell appeared outside his body, wrapping his body tightly inside.

"Bang!" Song Yan's powerful punch hit the eggshell. But what he didn't expect was that this punch only took Wan Hao back a few steps and didn't bring him any damage. "Shhh

The moon girl on the mentor platform had already glared at her beauty, and muttered on her lips: "This is the Yuan Force Light Mask! Could it be that this Heavenly Demon has advanced to the Martial Artist Seventh Heaven?" Thinking about it this way, looking at the light mask on Wan Hao's body, although it has been formed, it is almost completely transparent, and it is not very mature at first glance. Seeing these Yueya, it is certain that Wan Haoyi has indeed entered the Martial Seventh Heaven within this time of appointment. Martial apprentices only cultivate the physical body, martial artists practice controlling things, and martial artists begin to contact Yuan Shu. And this Yuan Force Mask is a form of release of Yuan Shu. It is also the only Yuan Technique that can be released when you don't need to enter the Martial Master, as long as you cultivate to reach the Martial Sevenfold Heaven.

Thinking of this, Yue Ya chuckled in her heart, when Wan Hao was still a martial artist in the Sixth Heaven, it had already made it difficult for Song Yan to parry. Now that he has been promoted again, isn't Song Yan determined to lose in his hands. "Don't worry! I don't think Song Yan's kid is simple, keep watching!" Maybe it was because he found Yueya's anxiety, the elder on the side smiled slightly, and said lightly. Although the elder was determined, countless people in the audience cast pity on Song Yan after seeing Wan Haoyi's strength. They had already recognized that Song Yan would be defeated. After all, a martial artist who has already touched the threshold of a martial artist is not something that a martial artist with only two heavenly cultivation can provoke. Hua Rong's hand slammed into the stone pier in front of her. Not to mention how uncomfortable it is in my heart. "Damn, you're going to lose in the end. ”

When martial arts cultivators reach the realm of martial artists, they are very different from those when they are martial artists. Once you enter the martial arts, there will inevitably be a variety of categories, and people like Wan Haoming are obviously a control system insect master. There are many types of martial artists, and as far as the faint control system is concerned, there are those who control creatures and those who control nature...... There are so many. Each of them has different tactics, and with one more means to fight the enemy, their victory rate is significantly higher.

At this time, Song Yan didn't dare to hold it up at all, and directly used the Nine Sons Returning Technique to improve his combat power. In just an instant, there were eight more Song Yan on the stage, and this scene came so suddenly that Wan Haoming himself was taken aback by this sudden change. But fortunately, after taking a closer look, he realized that except for the one in the center, the rest were just phantoms. Song Yan didn't waste time at all, the ninth son had already appeared, and he was commanded by him to superimpose it on himself. In just a few breaths, Song Yan had stacked all the phantoms, and in the next moment, Song Yan's momentum was much stronger than before, and there was a feeling that he was approaching the Martial Artist Four Heavens.

"Hehe! You want to fight me? Don't daydream! I want to avenge my brother's punch! Pick up!" Wan Haoming's face was hideous, and as soon as he finished speaking, the huge beetle that was in touch with him buzzed into the sky, and the huge insect horn went straight to Song Yan's stab. Seeing this, Song Yan was not idle, and his hands were taken out at the same time in the jade pendant, and the two things were instantly grabbed by him in his hands.

One is a shield scroll for defense, while the other is three soul-chasing knives that overlap each other. Without hesitation, Song Yan threw out both things, and the scroll thumped into a huge black-red shield in the sky, looking extremely solid.