Well?? The eyes of Yang Jing and the three of them changed slightly, and the three of them hit in a row, but they couldn't hurt him, was it a fluke? Still is......

"One more blow!!" Yang Jing was about to pursue Sabuna's figure and returned, and he flipped strongly in the stride, and the tungsten gold stick he was holding roared down with unparalleled fighting intent, like a landslide and a tsunami, and along the way, the strong wind rolled up the thick snow, and went straight to Santaili's head, without using the critical attack technique, it was purely a wanton display of power, and the momentum was even more terrifying.

Santaili's face is as calm as ice, fearless, fearless, unwavering, only a thought of death. The dodging body paused strongly, the impact of the footsteps and the ground set off the fluffy snow, and with the flipping of the body, the black iron rod roared and rotated, heading straight for Yang Jing's wild impact.

Boom!! In an instant, there were nine furious attacks, and the powerful attacks were accompanied by deafening sound waves, dazzling sparks, and strong winds. Pure power collision, what a visual shock. And the frequent backlash of power made the wrists of the two sore, tingling, and blood seeping, which stimulated the strong bloodiness, and the hot accumulation under the eyes rose.

But......

Yang Jing, who was in the battle, suddenly felt the excitement of a volcanic eruption in his heart, with a violent roar, the offensive turned, and the critical attack technique burst out in an instant, slamming on the intercepting iron rod: "Your performance is surprising, do I have reason to believe that you are dying for the Yin Yang Grass??" ”

Santaili was struck by lightning, and the iron rod could not withstand such a terrible explosive force, so he violently rebounded backwards and forcibly rebounded him. But under the resolute will to die, the explosion of potential is amazing, San Taili actually took advantage of the momentum, flipped over like a top, almost manic and stomped on the ground again and again, and the moment he controlled the momentum of retreat, he rushed towards Yang Jing like a crazy impact, and after five steps, he rose into the sky, and the black iron rod suddenly enveloped Yang Jing with the momentum of the angry waves hitting the shore. "I'm going to kill you!!"

Yang Jing roared, flipped on the spot, his steps were suddenly steady, and the tungsten gold stick roared and smashed, and he met it in mid-air. Under the excitement, the explosion at this moment was also amazingly powerful, with a sonorous thunderous sound, Yang Jing's body was violently shaken open, and San Taili lost control on the spot.

This pure duel of powers, is it violent or shocking!!

Yang Jing confirmed the speculation in his heart more and more!! He is no longer the Yang Jing of the past, no longer a berserker who is proud of his bravery, but the commander of the eight divisions after the transformation, and he no longer speaks only by strength in case of trouble. San Taili's sudden stay aroused his suspicion at the first time, and the super-level burst and cold eyes at this moment were enough to explain ...... He's determined to live and die! In the case of Santaili, Sabuna, and the 'imaginary Yin-Yang Grass' acting together, one of them intercepting the strong enemy with death can only indicate that the situation is critical, and this is to protect the other two.

The combination of these circumstances gave Yang Jing a clear guidance, the bloody man who was carried by Sabuna was probably the Yin Yang Grass, and he was already seriously injured!! The emotions that were originally a little hesitant are completely let go, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, what are you waiting for!!

"Lao Tu, I'll leave it to you!!" Yang Jing was excited to attack eighteen times in a row, causing Santai Li Zhen's frequent vomiting of blood to retreat.

After all, Santaili's combat effectiveness improved by his will alone could not compete with Yang Jing, who was about to achieve a breakthrough, not to mention that Yang Jing was extremely excited at this moment, and his offensive was naturally incomparable.

"I can't ask for it!!" Tu Qingcang ghostly intercepted in front of San Taili, and the offensive that was more violent than Yang Jing unfolded like a storm in an instant, and the fierce iron fist was purely a wave of strength, accompanied by the frequent display of fast body skills, and an unparalleled terrifying offensive erupted.

"This crude beast is also worthy of fighting me, Yang Jing, do you want him to die?!" San Taili sensed Yang Jing's intentions, and hurriedly spoke out to stimulate while intercepting strongly.

It's a pity that San Taili has cultivated his body and martial arts all his life, and has never been involved in any conspiracy, and he rarely even says a word or two, this kind of clumsy stimulation really doesn't have much effect, but it angers Tu Qingcang!!

Now as today's door is full of talents, all kinds of strong people emerge in an endless stream, as the third door god, Tu Qingcang's prestige has obviously ranked last, whether it is teeth, beauty, or Fang Zhongshou, the murderous reputation of the three major ghosts is directly chasing Xi Yuhuang and Yang Jing. And Yang Jing and Xi Yuhuang ...... Not to mention, they are definitely the strongest pinnacle figures in Tianmen under Di Cheng, and in comparison, their once brilliant fighting myth is gradually forgotten.

Tu Qingcang would never allow this to happen, and during the eight months of recuperation from his injury, he had been thinking about this problem and had been silently meditating and feeling. He won't ask for any name, at least he must be worthy of the title of door god!!

This operation was the first battle after recovering from his injuries, but he was 'shaken' away by Santaili when he came up, and this time he was ridiculed again, which was definitely a sharp stimulus for Tu Qingcang, who had been silent for a long time.

With a suppressed roar, Tu Qingcang finally broke out completely!!

Four wild impacts in a row, the extremely fast body method was cast in an instant, and disappeared from the front of San Taili in the blink of an eye!! San Taili's heart shook slightly, his attention immediately deflected, and the iron rod in his hand was violently opened, and he was about to impact to the side. But...... Tu Qingcang's disappeared figure returned as soon as possible, one by one, and the difference in time was less than half a second, which happened to be the critical moment when San Taili's consciousness and body began to shift. Without any stagnation, the tense arm bent burst out in an instant, and the clenched iron fist went straight to San Taili's iron rod.

The whole process is like a streamer sweeping.

Qiang!! The angry blow of the power-type quasi-emperor, how amazing the power was, the iron rod suffered a heavy blow, and it was violently repulsed on the shoulders of San Taili, Rao is shocked moment to react, and the still solid hit, a slight bone cracking sound sounded, and the emaciated body was shocked seven or eight steps.

"Well done." Yang Jing and Yu Niang rounded, and was about to chase Sabuna who was far away, but he didn't expect the last glimpse, but it was Tu Qingcang's 'combination punch', and the use of the fast body technique was almost perfect.

Who said that 'speed' and 'strength' are difficult to match, who said that Tu Qingcang's martial arts will eventually reach a dead end, how could Brother Cheng not be this routine back then, and how heroic Tu Qingcang is at this moment!

Yu Niang was also deeply shocked by the iron-blooded speed displayed by Tu Qingcang, different from the elegance and dexterity of the Medicine King's Mansion, different from the lightness and erratic of Huaxia Light Gong, the same speed, but it was an unimaginably fierce route. Straight to the point, what kind of iron and blood, every line and movement, what explosive power it contains.

Yang Jing and Yu Niang looked at each other, never stopping any longer, and pursued in the direction of Sabuna's distance, Tu Qingcang's explosive combat power allowed them to leave with confidence.

"Yang Jing, your opponent is me!!" San Taili's expression was fierce, and he forgot the sharp pain in his shoulder under his anxiety, and suddenly reversed the critical attack, dancing the black iron rod to meet it strongly, and then broke out frequently, and quickly reversed the disadvantage. The explosive power of the ascetic monks can be called the most in the world, as a lifelong penance of penance, refining the body, refining the gods, the will and toughness are incomparable, and some people even rumor that they are full of danger when they are dying.

"It's a pity that his opponent is not you!" Because of tyranny and wildness, Tu Qingcang's already ugly face is particularly hideous, with an iron tower-like hardcover body, exaggerated muscles like old roots, and dark skin like ink, making him look like an ancient demon god, and his momentum is extremely amazing. Of course, compared to the deterrence of his appearance, the combat power he displayed when he finally broke out was enough to make anyone who underestimated him completely shut up.

There are no cowards in the gate of heaven, and there are no mediocre people in the gate gods. In the fierce organization of Tianmen, everyone has an inner obsession, and once it is stimulated, it will inevitably amaze everyone.

San Taili was anxious, the purpose of staying was to stop the enemy, and he fought desperately to let them all stay. Can ...... now Without the assistance of outsiders, how could Sabuna resist the attack of Yang Jing, a fierce beast of the Heavenly Gate, not to mention the assistance of a strange and mysterious woman.

Its fate seems to have been determined - Sabuna and Yin Yang Grass have both fallen!!

"Ahh!!h A madness rolled in the depths of the blood, Santaili was like a dragon out of trouble, letting out a slightly sharp roar, the already terrifying attack was even more ferocious, almost desperately striding and running, the iron rod danced around the body to create a terrifying whirlwind, rolling up the ground and turning the snow flying, the momentum was enough to make anyone's scalp tingle.

Tu Qingcang first retreated violently to avoid the edge, but he was forced to break free and pursued Yang Jing without retreating. With a ruthless heart, a condensed eye, and a quick body technique, he intercepted in front of San Taili strongly, ignoring his hurricane-like iron rod dancing, the muscles of his body tensed to the extreme, and a stormy offensive broke out in an instant.

Wild for wild, power for power. One is to defend dignity, the other is to protect life, the two quasi-emperors of the current world have all exploded at a super level, and the offensive launched is enough to move this snowfield.