When the iron fragments erupted from Tang Yulan's mouth, they were faster and more fierce than the bullets fired by a machine gun, but when they rubbed in the air, the fire was very faint, because there was not much oxygen left here.

Martial Emperor Heavenly Dao opened his hand, and half of the long knife fell, while his palm was facing the meteor shower-like fragments.

The Martial Emperor's gaze was calm, and the dust in front of him seemed to be frozen in the air, and the speed of the debris seemed to slow down.

When Tang Yulan breathed, he couldn't feel the oxygen anymore, he tried it, and he couldn't use the power of the rules to create flames.

The Emperor of Martial Arts consumed all the oxygen in the entire space, creating a barrier.

In the darkness, the debris fell into the barrier, as if swallowed by a black hole, with no light, no sound, nothing.

Swish!

At this moment, a sharp voice sounded from the right side of the Martial Emperor.

It's the Fallen Demon King Fang Manting who has made a move!

For this trick, he has been hiding for a long time. Since entering the field, he has not used any rule power, and after the field collapsed, his heart beat for nearly ten minutes, and even his blood was almost cold.

He'd missed a few good opportunities in order to wait for this perfect opportunity. The hard work paid off, and finally waited for the best time, and at this moment, he did not hesitate and made a decisive move.

The Xingyun Sword was very sharp, able to cut through the delicate muscles and veins of the Tang Regiment Leader, and Fang Manting himself was a grandmaster-level figure who used the sword.

In the darkness, the Fallen Demon King's long sword stabbed at the back of the Martial Emperor with an indomitable momentum.

The Emperor of Martial Arts had just stopped Tang Yulan's offensive, and the old qi had been exhausted, and the new force had not yet been born. However, his ability was so powerful that even a drop of water fell in the field, which could not hide his senses, and when the sword was just pierced, he noticed it, and suddenly spun around, and his body dodged out with a gust of hurricane.

The Fallen Demon King has been preparing for so long, just waiting for this blow, how can he make Heavenly Dao Yiming escape easily, not to mention that his body is flexible, like a ghost, his ankles turned, his calf muscles expanded violently, and a thunderous explosion sound came from his feet, chasing the center of the hurricane, and at the same time, his wrist trembled, and the Xingyun Sword made thousands of sounds.

Sneer!!

The sword light and the Fallen Demon King were submerged in the hurricane.

There was another series of explosions that did not see the light, and Tang Yulan heard that the two of them were like lightning, scattering left and right, and the stones blocking behind him were smashed into powder.

After the two separated, they just stood firmly, and their feet bounced over as if they were equipped with a strong spring.

The Fallen Demon King's Xingyun Sword opened like a peacock, and the vertical and horizontal sword qi drew a series of three or four meters deep gullies on the ground with the momentum of blowing withering and decaying.

The Emperor of Martial Arts still simply slapped his palm, and in front of his palm, the space became viscous.

The Fallen Demon King felt that the Xingyun Sword was suddenly a little heavy, and the surrounding area of the sword body seemed to be wrapped in mercury, and with a twist in his heart, he stabbed straight forward, and thousands of sword shadows turned into one hundred and ten, and then turned into one, stabbing into the palm of the Martial Emperor.

The Emperor of Martial Arts smiled coldly, his palm was grasping, and the space was rippled.

This kind of ripple of space extrusion, even refined steel can be compressed several times, feasible cloud sword is one of the best in the world, even modern technology does not have the ability to forge it, in the space ripple, it is not damaged.

The Emperor of Martial Arts was shocked in his heart, and as soon as he bit the tip of his tongue, the blood qi in his body seemed to be boiling, spurting in the blood vessels, and a stream of brains rushed to his arms.

If there was light, it could be seen that the arm of the Martial Emperor was more than a circle thicker, and his palm was three or four centimeters thicker, the color was blue and black, and the veins were like writhing steel bars.

The Fallen Demon King held the Xingyun Sword hard, feeling that his arm was about to be scattered, and the tip of the sword moved forward with difficulty, stabbing into the palm of the Martial Emperor, and gradually penetrated one centimeter deeper, and it was difficult to advance an inch.

The two were deadlocked, their pores dilated and closed, and an invisible shock wave covered the three meters of the two of them, crushing and crushing the sharp debris and residue again.

Tang Yulan scratched his nose and said secretly: "Let me help you." "The nose inhaled the dust and sneezed violently, and the sound was like thunder, which led to the direct consequence of the collapse of thousands of pounds of earth from the top floor.

The Emperor of Martial Arts was shocked in his heart, he was so focused on dealing with the fallen demon king that he forgot about Tang Yulan for a while. At this time, it was in a state of stalemate, and if Tang Yulan suddenly attacked from behind again, the consequences would be unimaginable.

The Emperor of Martial Arts was shocked, and the qi and blood all over his body involuntarily dispersed a lot, and the power of the palm of his hand also loosened a little.

The Fallen Demon King seized the opportunity, and the Xingyun Sword found the catharsis, and instantly pierced into it, directly piercing the palm of the Martial Emperor's seven or eight centimeters thick.

The Emperor of Martial Arts gritted his teeth, his hair stood up in an instant, like a steel needle, his palm was strong, his bones clamped the sword body, and he pulled it back hard, and the tip of the sword was pierced on his shoulder.

The Fallen Demon King's heart sank, and an uneasy premonition instantly swept through his body.

"Die!" The Emperor of Martial Arts snorted coldly: Raise a foot and kick it on the Fallen Demon King.

The Fallen Demon King wanted to hide, but the distance between the two was too close, so he could only turn sideways slightly, but this time he was kicked in the waist by the Emperor of Martial Arts, his spine made a crisp sound, his body was in a side V shape, and he flew out upside down, and the Xingyun Sword was also pulled out together, bringing up a ball of blood.

"Boom!"

The Fallen Demon King didn't know what to smash and was buried underneath.

The Martial Emperor's eyes flashed with a cold and cruel electric light, and he endured it and did not scream in pain. He felt that wailing and screaming in pain were the manifestations of weakness, but he had cultivated to the point where every drop of blood was the essence, and his palm was penetrated and injured, hurting the major arteries, and he had lost a lot of blood at once, how could he not feel distressed.

"That's right, the Fallen Demon King was solved in three or two clicks." Tang Yulan's voice came from diagonally above, he was already standing on the sticky dirt piled up like a hill, his body covered with mud.

The Emperor of Martial Arts snorted coldly, if it weren't for Tang Yulan's disturbance, he wouldn't have been injured, he took a hard breath, and there was a feeling of discomfort in his chest.

Oxygen!

There is no oxygen in this space!

"Looks like you're still resentful of me." Tang Yulan said lightly: "Lao Tzu is just sneezing, you can control it." It's good if I didn't stab you twice in the back. ”

After being reborn, as long as you breathe enough oxygen, it is not a problem to hold your breath for half an hour under normal activities.

But the intense exercise of fighting is also quite a huge consumption of oxygen, and the Emperor of Martial Arts and the Fallen Demon King simply fought twice, and the oxygen in the blood was about to be exhausted.

At first, there were vents in the arena, but after the shock and collapse, the vents were blocked.

You have to breathe oxygen!

The Emperor of Martial Arts twisted his eyebrows, and two eyes flashing with lightning fell into the mud under Tang Yulan's feet.

There is water in the mud!

The Emperor of Martial Arts carried his injured right hand behind his back and grasped it with his left hand.

The mud rolled under Tang Yulan's body, as if he had come to life, and a grain of water droplets broke away from it, and some water molecules vibrated rapidly and broke in the air, forming hydrogen molecules and oxygen molecules.

Tang Yulan took a sharp breath, stood in the water droplets, his fingers swiped in the air, the raging flames burned rapidly, oxygen was the best fuel for the flames, and it was quickly consumed.

The Emperor of Martial Arts quickly pounced, opened his mouth and inhaled violently, in addition to oxygen, there was also a ball of flame rolling into his throat, his respiratory tract was burned by the fire, and his lungs were almost blown up, and the pain was scorching.

The Emperor of Martial Arts let out a miserable howl, and he quickly exhaled outward, and two puffs of white smoke erupted from his nostrils, and his nose hair was burned.

With this breath, the Emperor of Martial Arts suffered an internal injury, which was even more serious than the sword that the Fallen Demon King stabbed him, and he almost fainted in anger, and scolded: "Baga! ”

"Quack, you're a duck?!" Tang Yulan scolded: "If you have the ability, you beat me, what are you scolding?" Hey, why does it smell burnt? ”

The Emperor of Martial Arts ignored Tang Yulan, his legs were slightly bent, the mud under his feet froze into hard frozen soil, he exerted force under his feet, his knees were stretched out suddenly, and when the frozen soil exploded, his body had already popped upwards and submerged into the soil that was constantly collapsing above.

Dozens of catties, hundreds of catties, and thousands of catties of soil were quickly smashed down!

Tang Yulan scolded: "Phew, shameless thing, Lao Tzu didn't kill you, do you want to bury Lao Tzu alive?" He also imitated the appearance of the Emperor of Martial Arts, and his body scurried into the dirt above.

The texture of the soil is not hard, and both of them are among the best in the world, and with a little effort, they can make a space in it.

And when the Emperor of Martial Arts submerged in the soil, he felt the thickness of the soil, and there were many rich elements.

Everything grows without soil, which contains more nutrients than the air.

The Emperor of Martial Arts stretched out a circular space with a diameter of more than two meters, took a few breaths of hard breaths, and felt that the restless blood gradually calmed down, and the injuries on his body were also improving rapidly, and his lungs were not so painful!

Boom!

A figure broke the space, and the casserole-sized fist smashed into the face of the Martial Emperor, smashing into the face of the Martial Emperor, knocking him into the mud.

The Emperor of Martial Arts was also aggrieved in his heart, if he hadn't been injured and his perception had weakened, how could he be easily attacked by Tang Yulan, he was in control of the rules while scurrying through the dirt.

After walking less than 100 meters, there was another burst of angry scolding in my heart.

Litter! Litter! Litter!

Buried underground, it turned out to be all kinds of garbage during the construction of the city, some of the garbage has been decomposed by the soil, but there are plastic bags, glass bottles, infusion tubes, dog leg bones and other garbage is difficult to decompose, the Emperor of Martial Arts hit his head inside, his sensitive skin sensed that there are insects in the garbage, the fluffy, fleshy body makes the Emperor of Martial Arts feel disgusting, limbs stretched, and made a lazy waist movement.

In an instant, the bones were crushed, the glass bottle burst open, and the insects became pulp, holding up a space with a diameter of more than three meters.

At the same time, there was a tingling in my back.

Boom! The space exploded again, and the garbage that had been propped up fell again, and a crimson tongue of fire instantly engulfed everything in the space.

The Emperor of Martial Arts escaped as soon as possible, pulling off the plastic bag that was stained on his hand.

Under Tang Yulan's tight pursuit, the Emperor of Martial Arts didn't have time to recuperate from his injuries, not to mention holding back the fire in his heart.