When Zhang Yang arrived, the six-star martial artist Feng Hong coveted Wu Yu's beauty and wanted to challenge Zhang Yang, using Wu Yu as a battle chip.

Zhang Yang frowned, looked at the martial artist indifferently, and said, "He is my woman, not a thing, there is no such thing as transfer." We only fight life and death, there is no victory or defeat, and there is only one result, and that is your death!"

Hearing the word "woman", Wu Yu pinched Zhang Yang's waist hard, and said in a low voice: "Who is your woman? You liar." ”

"In extraordinary times, I'll talk to you later, okay to save me some face?" Zhang Yang whispered in Wu Yu's ear.

"Not as an example. ”

Feng Hong's battle axe was still pointing at Zhang Yang, arrogantly. "The kid is rampant enough, remember that the person who killed you is Feng Hong, and after you die, the man who enjoys your woman is Feng Hong!"

"You take a few steps back, I'll kill this guy with a brain in the water first, there are too many people with brains now. Zhang Yang said in Wu Yu's ear, and then took a few steps forward to confront Feng Hong.

"Be careful!" Wu Yu said in a low voice as he stepped back.

"Hmm," Zhang Yang responded.

The martial artists beside Feng Hong also retreated one after another, making way for the two of them.

Although the more than 300 warriors belonged to Shi Zhongtian's subordinates, they also had their own small groups, and those who couldn't talk to Feng Hong all hoped that he would be killed by Zhang Yang. They all thought that it was impossible for Zhang Yang to leave alive, so it was also a good thing to let Zhang Yang kill people who had conflicts with him.

Luo Ying belongs to one, every time he makes a suggestion, he is refuted by Feng Hong, which makes him very angry, but his strength is not as good as others, and he can only endure it. This time, Zhang Yang made a move, but he fulfilled half of his wish, and it was possible to kill Feng Hong.

As soon as the venue was vacated, the two didn't say much at all, and their momentum exploded, rushing towards each other in great strides.

The two powerful momentum collided with each other, and the clothes of the surrounding warriors floated, and they couldn't help but take a few steps back when they felt the coercion coming to their faces, and they were both envious and a little scared in their hearts.

The person who wields the axe depends on the strength and momentum. The greater the strength, the more bulky the axe will be, but will be very fast, almost all of them can be compared to the broadsword, but the attack is more than the knife method. The stronger the momentum, the better the fluency of the attack, and the more powerful it is to kill the enemy with one blow.

"Sky Slash!"

Feng Hong shouted, splitting out a halo composed of golden yuan energy, and there were sharp golden thorns around the aura, and the ring thorns spun and slashed towards Zhang Yang's neck.

Zhang Yang's eyes were fixed on the ring, his figure shot directly at Feng Hong, and the battle axe swirled around the black mang, forming a fierce tiger fang, and he slashed out the tiger tooth slash!

"Whew!"

The golden ring rotated, constantly rubbing against the black tiger teeth, the Jin Yuan and the Yin Fire Yuan could collide constantly, the surrounding wind was whirring, and the ground was even more attacked by the two of them, cutting out more than ten small ditches.

Smashing the golden ring, Zhang Yang's battle axe slashed horizontally, and the figure appeared in front of Feng Hong after turning more than ten times, turning more than ten times, due to inertia, the power of the big axe was many times stronger than ordinary attacks.

"I'm afraid you won't make it!" the tall Feng Hong roared, his arms were muscular Hongji, and the giant axe slashed vertically, colliding with the battle axe that Zhang Yang slashed horizontally.

"Bang!"

The two axes collided, the gold and black elements collided, and they wore each other out, Feng Hong couldn't withstand Zhang Yang's vigorous horizontal slash, and his feet took a few steps back uncontrollably. Zhang Yang took advantage of the victory to pursue, and the tiger body technique was displayed, picking up the big axe and slashing at Feng Hong's head.

"Commander Feng is not as strong as Zhang Yang!" a martial artist who was watching the battle couldn't help but speak.

Luo Ying said secretly: "Hmph! Feng Hong, fight with Zhang Yang, you are dead, the dog eats the dog, it is better if Zhang Yang is killed." ”

Feng Hong stopped his figure in time, and the black battle axe attacked, colliding with Zhang Yang's mad battle axe again. The two strands of Yuan Energy collided again, and the coats of both of them were blown up by the strong wind, their hair fluttered back, and two deep footprints appeared on the ground!

Feng Hong retreated again, and the footprints of the retreat were printed one after another.

"Come again!" Zhang Yang yelled, he liked this kind of incisive melee combat the most, no skills, pure physical combat. His figure followed, and the one-handed battle axe was raised and fell, and the violence was very violent towards Feng Hong.

"Lao Tzu has chopped you!" Feng Hong's internal energy exploded, and the golden light of the battle axe was brilliant, and he used all his strength to compete with Zhang Yang.

"Bang!"

This time the two are on par with each other!

After that, the two of them went back and forth, and after more than ten strokes, the ground seemed to have been plowed, small ravines were constantly formed, and the trunks of trees ten meters away were cut into small gaps when they were touched by the two yuanneng.

There are many moves when the collision is made, and there is still no winner or loser, but the onlookers who watch are enthusiastic, and this kind of hard-hitting battle is the most exciting.

At the same time, many people also officially remembered the name Zhang Yang, and the samurai were envious and jealous. However, the martial artists around the six-star were very jealous, and some martial artists who were the same as Zhang Yang's cultivation felt a kind of fear and gap.

Wu Yu, who was watching the battle, looked at Zhang Yang's hard slashing, with a little happiness in her eyes, and she felt that every time Zhang Yang fought like this, it was a sign that the latter would win.

Due to the bottleneck of martial arts, Zhang Yang's comprehension of several ultimates has stagnated, and even if he uses tiger tooth slashing, he has not made much progress compared to the original. Now his combat effectiveness has improved, but his fighting style has become stiff.

He wanted to fight alone this time, also because only by fighting with martial artists whose strength was not much different could it be possible to break through the bottleneck of martial arts comprehension and make himself enter another martial arts world, and his combat effectiveness would increase even more.

This battle was almost the same as the last time he fought against Wang Feng, but Zhang Yang couldn't defeat Feng Hong immediately, because the other party was a six-star martial artist, and he had enough yuan energy to consume with him, unlike Wang Feng who was unable to use chaotic spirit magic like Wang Feng in the past.

Zhang Yang didn't feel bored with such a confrontation, it was just a simple physical confrontation, and he could completely fight for several hours without feeling tired.

With the collision, the other party Yuanneng rushed into Zhang Yang's body many times, making him feel the edge of the double dark energy attack of the Tiger Cannon Fist, and comprehending the double dark energy, Zhang Yang really entered the stage of the Tiger Cannon Fist's "first glimpse of the door".

Fully comprehending the Tiger Cannon Fist, the warrior punches a punch, implying five levels of strength, the power is higher than the other, and the one is more concealed than the other.

As long as the warrior is not careful, only resisting the first attack, but does not defend against the other four attacks, he will definitely suffer dark injuries, ranging from painful meridians to broken internal organs and broken meridians.

Fighting against the six-star martial artist opened Zhang Yang's combat limit, and the battle axe hit many times, and he was hit many times.

Colliding again, Zhang Yang stepped back, his mind seemed to grasp some thought. He couldn't help but think of the "poisonous dragon thorn" cast by the martial artist with a spear in his hand at noon.

That day, the blue long snake crashed into Zhang Yang at that time, in addition to the first attack being blocked by Zhang Yang, there was also a very weak attack that rushed into Zhang Yang's body, if it weren't for Zhang Yang's strong body, he would definitely be damaged.

Zhang Yang retreated, but in his heart, he thought about the double attack of his tiger cannon fist, "The attack of an ordinary martial artist, there is only one heavy attack that enters the opponent's body." And the double attack, the dark energy enters the enemy's body, there is also a dark energy hidden in one dark energy, one is worn out, and the other dark energy unexpectedly breaks the opponent's meridians, how can it be done?"