It is not difficult to see that this guy still has some hatred with Xuanye Mountain......

It's just that I'm afraid that this hatred is just a one-sided oppression, if Wang Dadao dared to shake Xuanye Mountain head-on, he would have been killed a long time ago.

But it is precisely because of this that Wang Dadao's resentment towards Xuanye Mountain is incomprehensible.

"Can't keep me? I want to see who doesn't keep anyone today!"

Wu Yan is not afraid, he has seen a lot of martial arts along the way, and now he is facing Wu Ji, and he has long lost the sense of tremor he had before.

"Drink!"

Wang Dadao shouted, and the big knife came out of his hand, spun rapidly in the air, and exploded the air crackling, causing a whirlwind.

Wu Yan frowned, feeling that something was wrong.

Although Wang Dadao's move was huge, the speed of attacking himself was not very fast, and Wu Yan dodged it with great ease.

And just as the big knife passed by Wu Yan's side, it suddenly exploded entirely, turned into a little powder, and surged towards Wu Yan.

Caught off guard, although Wu Yan avoided most of the broadsword powder, he was still hit by some broadsword powder.

To Wu Yan's surprise, these large knife powders were sprinkled on his body, but they did not produce any changes, and his body did not feel any discomfort.

Could it be that this Wang Dadao was in a good mood and broke his weapon to set off fireworks for himself?

......

"Chase!"

At this moment, Wang Dadao blasted out a punch into the air without any track, and a fist shadow condensed by red martial qi flew out and attacked Wu Yan directly.

Feeling the powerful fluctuations coming from the fist shadow, Wu Yan didn't dare to take it hard, and hurriedly used his body to avoid it.

However, no matter how he dodged and dodged a few attacks from the fist shadow, that fist shadow was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, chasing him closely.

"What kind of martial arts is this? And tracking?"

Wu Yan was shocked in his heart.

It's not that he hasn't encountered similar martial arts, but it's usually just a back and forth, like this kind of never-ending tracking with its own, it's the first time he's seen it.

"What's the matter?

After Wang Dadao finished punching, he didn't continue to attack, but looked at Wu Yan's "head grabbing rat run" with contempt, and his heart was very happy.

finally caught a weak chicken from Xuanye Mountain, how could he stop if he didn't torture and play with it?

Wu Yan ignored Wang Dadao's taunt, and he was about to take Wang Dadao's punch after dodging to no avail.

"Damn, let me try, how strong is the attack in the middle of the martial arts!"

Wu Yan stopped his figure, stepped out, and the three-style mad demon changed into a second and one out, and his entire aura soared, and his speed and strength also increased exponentially.

"Boom!!"

With the Xuanti Gong, Wu Yan actually smashed Wang Dadao's fist shadow with one punch, and even he was a little surprised by such power.

This was the second change of the first time he had used the three-style mad demon transformation, and he didn't expect to be able to face the attack of a powerful mid-martial martial artist.

"How is that possible?"

Seeing this, Wang Dadao was shocked in his heart, a small martial artist in the late stage was actually able to hard-catch his own attack?

What's going on?

"Little Wang Ba Lamb has some skills, no wonder you dare to talk to me like that, but you seem to have done your best, right?

And I haven't done it yet!"

Wang Dadao frowned coldly, and shot out more than a dozen fist shadows one after another, all of which were like before, with their own tracking functions.

"Hmph! A lump of shit is shit, and when shit gets bigger, it's just a pile of shit. ”

After having a general understanding of his strength, Wu Yan no longer dodged in the face of Wang Dadao's fist shadow.

The powerful strength coupled with the speed of the metamorphosis allowed Wu Yan to deal with these dozen fist shadows without any problems.

Under Wang Dadao's frightened gaze, Wu Yan broke his more than a dozen fist shadows like a cloud.

"It's so annoying to me!!"

Wang Dadao was furious, a cat and dog in Xuanye Mountain can't be bullied by him, do you say that people are angry or not?

"Die to Lao Tzu!!"

"This sentence is exactly what I want to say to you, die to Lao Tzu!

Wu Yan adheres to the fine tradition of scolding if he wants to beat, and shows his "shrew" essence to the fullest......

Wang Dadao laughed angrily, and he regarded Wu Yan's vulgar words as Wu Yan's last struggle before facing death.

Wang Dadao spread his palm, and a big knife that was the same as before appeared in his hand.

It's just that the color of this big knife seems to be a little different from the previous one.

The previous blasting knife was black, but this one was snow-white.

Judging from the aura emanating from these two big swords, they have actually reached the level of a top-grade magic weapon.

Wang Dadao erected the white broadsword and slashed lightly at Wu Yan, and a snow-white sword shadow flew out and went straight to Wu Yan.

Performing the martial arts of the three-type mad demon transformation, his body speed is not much faster, so naturally he will not be hit so easily.

However, when he dodged the shadow of the sword, the white shadow of the sword turned out to be the same as the red fist shadow before, going and returning, chasing after him.

What's even worse is that the king didn't finish slashing out one knife, but he actually slashed more than a dozen knives one after another.

These sword shadows crossed each other and launched a fierce attack on Wu Yan, and the speed was getting faster and faster.

At first, Wu Yan could still rely on his own skills to dodge, but as time passed, the speed of those sword shadows slowly kept up with the speed of Wu Yan's dodge.

It didn't take long for several big cuts to appear on Wu Yan's body.

If it weren't for the martial arts' Xuanshu Gong and the strength of the martial body itself, if he were replaced by other martial artists, he would have been cut into pieces by the shadow of Wang Dadao's sword.

Up to now, only the sword refining technique can be used to fight, but judging from the attack speed of this sword shadow, Wu Yan has no chance to use it at all.

For a while, Wu Yan felt a little powerless.

"Hmph! I'll see how long you can last. ”

Wang Dadao was able to save his life under his own sword array, and his heart was even more shocked.

You must know that his sword array has killed many martial artists in the Martial Extreme Realm.

And now that a small martial arts mid-stage can actually hold out, if this thing spreads, how can he Wang Dadao still be able to gain a foothold in the west?

Wang Dadao snorted coldly, held the knife in one hand, jumped into the air, and his whole body rotated at a high speed of three hundred and sixty degrees, and then the snow-white broadsword slashed at Wu Yan.

"Whew!!".

The tiger roared, and a white tiger condensed by sword qi pounced towards Wu Yan with teeth and claws.

Wu Yan's pupils shrank, and just one knife formation forced him to be in danger, and now there is a terrifying tiger, who can withstand this?