On the ruined streets, figures ran quickly in all directions, and when there was a thunderous laugh in the air, they all 'revealed' their frightened looks. It was mixed with an incomparable coercion, almost overwhelming them. It was as if the entire space was being rapidly compressed, constantly crowding out their bodies and souls.

"What an arrogant boy!" A rough voice sounded around like a water 'wave', Yang Yan frowned, and motioned for the others to be careful. Being able to attract the energy in the surrounding space and disguise one's specific location is such a strength that I am afraid that the upper gods cannot do.

Immediately, Yang Yan felt an invisible force, quietly penetrating the air, and glanced towards Yang Yan. That feeling is like the clothes on your body are useless, and in the eyes of others, it is the same as not wearing them. Yang Yan sneered, and his divine consciousness suddenly surged out of his body, not only himself, but also the others behind him were instantly wrapped in an invisible soul power. Of these people, only Doreen still had a smile on her face.

"Hmph. In the air, there was a sudden muffled grunt of a low voice. Immediately, I saw an old man with a slightly pale face, quickly appearing on the street. The red face seemed to show that he had received a big blow just now. Behind him, a large group of people with a strong momentum followed, and it seemed that there were quite a few people from the Fengyun Holy Mission.

On the other side of the street, a black head also appeared at the same time, and the speed was so fast that in a few breaths, Yang Yan and the others were surrounded in the middle.

Yang Yan roughly observed that the people who came from both sides and took the lead were all high-level god strength. Under the green and white robes, a pair of powerful palms quietly leaned together, looking at it, it seemed to be secretly condensing energy. In addition to the two upper gods, there are ten middle gods, and half of the rest are lower gods.

The sudden appearance of such a huge force in the streets made everyone's eyes leap forward. The high and high god, who can get the guidance of the main god, and may become the messenger of the main god, did not expect that he would appear here for a young man who looks no more than twenty years old. The aura of the strong man exuded by the two of them, whether intentionally or unintentionally, made those who watched the excitement retreat again.

"Is this what you call the Fengyun Saint Mission?" Yang Yan looked left and right and sneered. "A rabble, but it depends on the number of people. Could it be that you, more than 100 people, plan to bet on them all?"

"Well, for someone like you who is so arrogant that you don't know the height of the sky, do you still need to be reasonable?" the old man in the green robe snorted coldly. Although the sudden appearance of the 'essence' divine power at the beginning made his heart feel sullen for a while, seeing that Yang Yan and the others were only more than twenty people, his confidence was also restored again. "You dare to challenge the majesty of the Martial God, you see that you are impatient!"

"We're just beating a few dogs, and who are you, meddling!" Robin said disdainfully, with a nonchalant look. "Old guy, don't care for the elderly at home, what are you messing around on the street, if you accidentally fall apart, I'm afraid you won't be able to get together. Haha......"

As soon as Robin said this, the others instantly burst into laughter, especially Saidrick, whose tall figure swayed from side to side in the crowd, which made the two old men crooked their beards in anger.

A moment later, the two old men suddenly stared at each other and let out a deep shout. The people behind him instantly rushed towards Yang Yan and them like a 'tide'. The weapons in his hands were all kinds of weapons, glowing with energy of different colors, which suddenly changed the color of the entire world.

"Yan Shuai, these people, you don't need to do it yourself!' 'hand' it over to us!" Seeing that Yang Yan's arm was already covered with a layer of white 'color' light, Robin hurriedly said. As he spoke, he felt the chill emanating from that layer of white light, which made his heart feel a 'stir'.

As soon as he finished speaking, Robin didn't care whether Yang Yantong disagreed or not, but he and Stan flashed away in two different directions, colliding with the old man who was blue and white. The other twenty-two median gods were divided into two ways, and the colorful light continued to 'shoot' out from their bodies, facing the Fengyun Holy Envoys coming from both ends.

Originally, Yang Yan planned to do it himself, but after thinking about it, over the years, the others had never experienced any real battles, and in today's situation, it was possible to see how much they had improved. Yang Yan and Duo Lin stood left and right, quietly watching the white-hot battle at both ends.

Rumble......

In a huge boom, Stan's fists collided with the fists of the old man in the green robe, and the faces of both were 'revealed' with a trace of surprise, no one expected that under this punch, the fierce energy momentum actually didn't please him. However, fortunately, Shi Dansheng was young, his body flashed slightly to the side, and a circle of black 'color' light suddenly appeared on his fist again. Draw a semicircle in front of the 'chest', and once again hit the green-robed old man from the side!

The moment the black 'colored' light detached from his fist, Stan suddenly felt a floating sensation above his fist. Looking at it, I don't know when, the old man in the green robe has changed his position, and what he is hitting now is only the afterimage of the latter. Even so, the black 'color' light with great lethality was like a flood, instantly turning the place in front of it into powder. A circle of energy ripples visible to the flesh became extremely clear in the dust flying in the sky. Everywhere they passed, the air trembled slightly, and people fled quickly under the exclamation.

Turning sideways slightly, looking at the huge pit 'hole' not far from him, the old man in the green robe couldn't help but secretly wipe his sweat. The man in front of him, who seemed not much smaller than him, had the strength to be no weaker than him. As soon as his thoughts moved, his body flashed forward ghostly, turning into a faint cyan figure, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared from Stan's sight.

Stan was surprised, and an unprecedented sense of crisis arose spontaneously, filling his entire mind in an instant. The body turned slightly to the side and quickly turned and entered. Two fists struck impartially on a pair of slightly dry fists. Suddenly felt a sweetness in his throat and spit out a mouthful of blood. There was even more stumbling under his feet, and he quickly took a few steps back.

On the other hand, the old man in the green robe, although he had the upper hand in this blow, but the power of the storm was not bad at all, and he naturally felt a numbness on his fist, and even his entire arm was trembling slightly. However, he has regarded himself as high since he was a child, and in addition, he is already the messenger of the Martial God, although he has never seen the true face of the Martial God, but the power of the Martial God in his body is much more than others.

After snorting coldly, the old man in the green robe suddenly changed his hands into a strange posture in front of him, and a random golden light flashed from his palm. Stan knew that the old man in the green robe had already begun to use the power of the martial god in his body. Once a superior person is watered by the power of the main god, the energy emitted by the burst can almost destroy most of the city.

Before he had time to think about it, a ray of black and gold 'colored' light also quietly poured out from Stan's palm, converging on the fist, and the air around the fist was also gently twisted at this moment, as if everything had become unreal.

"What a strong power of the main god!" Looking at the golden mangs in the hands of the old man in the green robe, Yang Yan said secretly. The 'color' of the face also quietly became a little 'gloomy'. Even from such a distance, he could vaguely feel the powerful destructive power contained in the golden 'color' light. Looking at Stan again, although the power of the main god in his body has also been triggered, compared to the old man in the green robe, it is much dimmer.

However, seeing the black and gold 'color' light in front of Stan, Yang Yan also looked a little surprised. The power of the sea god and the power of the martial god that I saw before are all golden, and this black and gold 'color', which main god is it?

The light in the hands of the two continued to magnify, and the whole person was enveloped in an instant. The energy that was free in the surrounding air was also swept in their direction like a 'tidal' wave. At one moment, both of them let out a low snort, and their fists swung forward abruptly. The two different colors, but the forces that made the surrounding cuts instantly stand still, collided together.

Rumble......

The two lights, one gold and one black, were like two completely different energies from heaven and earth, and at the moment of collision, it seemed that the entire Warren City was trembling, and the surrounding air suddenly stopped, and only after a while, it was tyrannical with a circle of instantaneously amplified energy ripples. Everywhere he passed, there was silence, and a faint black 'color' trace continued to spread in the air into the distance, except for a dead silence, not even a speck of dust remained.

Burst......

Stan suddenly felt a churning in his body, his entire arm was instantly numb, and he didn't even have a chance to take it back. With a booming sound, it flew upside down. And the old man in the green robe was not having a good time, in the confrontation with Shi Stan, he suddenly felt a tingling pain in his body, and his whole body, as if he was under a boulder, then quickly retreated more than ten steps before he stabilized his body.

On the other side, Robin and the white-robed old man fought like glue, regardless of you and me. From time to time, the storm 'shoots' a trace of 'fine' energy ripples, causing bursts of smoke and dust to 'swing' from the surrounding ruins. Apparently, there is no problem for the time being.

The rest of the people of the Purple Yuan Mansion, except for the ten people who 'fought' with the other median gods, the rest were all one against a few. However, the median god has an absolute advantage, so for a while, there is nothing to worry about. It's just that everyone's body is covered with blood, and I don't know if it's their own or an enemy.

"Ahem......" Stan quickly crawled out of the rubble, although his arm was already numb and trembling, but he knew that the old man in the green robe was also recovering. Therefore, he must choose an opportunity to turn the tide.

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