"Sneer......"

A delicate golden lightning bolt suddenly burst out from between Ouyang Mingyue's fingers.

Without warning, Ouyang Mingyue made a move.

Just when everyone thought that she would never make the first move, when everyone was waiting for the collision between the refining corpse and Xiao Fan, Ouyang Mingyue suddenly broke out.

This shot, it is still a typical Ouyang Mingyue-style style, the seemingly delicate golden thunderbolt grows one point every inch forward, Ouyang Mingyue and the man in black are only more than ten zhang apart, this distance of more than ten zhang, lightning is coming in an instant, but it has been enlarged to the thickness of an arm, with a terrifying aura.

At such a close distance, Ouyang Mingyue did not have the slightest warning before making a move, and no matter how high the black-clothed man cultivated, there was no room for dodge.

The golden thunderbolt slammed into his top door with such precision as it could seem.

With a "boom", the huge body of the black-clothed man exploded in an instant.

was hit head-on by Haoyang Divine Thunder, and there was no suspense about such a result.

Ouyang Mingyue's eyes narrowed suddenly.

Obviously, his body had completely exploded, turning into billowing black mist, but the life breath of the black-clothed man had not weakened in the slightest, but had become even more violent. The domineering spirit that makes people's hearts throb is even more diffuse, and the ghost is full of spirit.

Ouyang Mingyue didn't hesitate, her five fingers turned, and one after another golden thunderbolts bounced and flew out, quickly and incoherently weaving into a golden power grid in mid-air, shrouding down towards the tumbling black mist.

Since the other party was also a ghost cultivator in the late Yuan Infant period, Ouyang Mingyue didn't expect to be able to restrain him as soon as he made a move.

Even though she was not injured, she was in her prime. It's also unrealistic.

Each late Great Monk has his own stunts.

Again, to everyone's surprise. Effortlessly, the golden grid envelops the black mist. The sound of thunderclaps is endless.

A full cup of tea time passed, the golden power grid was gradually disappearing, and the tumbling black mist was in the middle, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a big man in black, calm and relaxed, without the slightest sign of injury.

"Hehe, what a pure Yang Thunderbolt...... I'm even more surprised, in the Seven Nights Realm, there are people who can cultivate such an extremely pure Yang Thunderbolt. And also a nun ...... To tell you the truth, Daoyou really impressed me. ”

The black-clothed man looked at Ouyang Mingyue and said, shaking his head again and again, his face full of puzzlement.

Ouyang Mingyue's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she asked coldly, "What kind of ghost Dao technique are you cultivating?" ”

Originally, the Zhiyang Thunder and Lightning was the nemesis of a qiē ghost thing in the world, the ghost cultivation of the Somo Realm, the Haotian Sect, the Taiyi Sect, and the sects that cultivated to the Yang God Thunder. In awe, he was in awe, and he didn't dare to say anything to the heirs of these sects. However, the black-clothed man in front of him was not afraid of the thunder and lightning of the sun at all, let alone restraint.

"Daoyou is knowingly asking. Or is there really nothing you know about our Thundering Island? Use the thunder and lightning supernatural power to deal with the monks of Thunder Spirit Island, and the Taoist friends will definitely be disappointed! ”

The big man in black said with a sneer.

Perhaps other ghost dao exercises are afraid of thunder and lightning supernatural powers, but the monk of Thunder Spirit Island. Definitely exceptional.

On the island of Leiling, they endure the baptism of thunder and lightning all the time. He has long been familiar with the power of thunder and lightning, and has also cultivated a complete set of exercises to deal with thunder and lightning.

There are still such strange ghost dao exercises in the world. Even if Ouyang Mingyue is well-informed and knowledgeable, it is the first time he has heard of it.

In fact, the words of the man in black also have some deliberately amplified ingredients. He was not completely unafraid of the power of thunder and lightning in the sun, but this time he went deep into the minefield, intending to capture the two thunder beasts, he made extremely adequate preparations, and the magic weapon of lightning protection was carried with him, which made his ability to resist thunder and lightning supernatural powers to a higher level.

Ouyang Mingyue's face darkened.

Zhiyang thunder and lightning and ghost dao exercises are mutual restraint, and now her Haoyang Divine Thunder can't help the other party's ghost path supernatural powers, so it's her turn to be careful.

The battle here completely attracted the attention of the electric man.

He is particularly interested in any thunderbolt supernatural powers.

But it had almost no impact on Xiao Fan and the refining corpse.

The two stood facing each other, staring at each other, neither of them distracted from the situation over there. In their eyes, there are only opponents.

This is the real master of hand-to-hand combat, keeping an eye on the opponent's every move, and never being moved by the outside world.

Xiao Fan's wrist flipped, and the golden-cyan dragon scale sword appeared and held it in his hand.

Even though this place was covered by thick gray clouds, and almost no direct sunlight was shining down, the blade of the dragon scale sword still shone with a terrifying cold light. Anyone who sees it will never doubt the sharpness of this sword.

If the corpse refining wants to rely on the strength of the physical body to carry the dragon scale sword, it is a big mistake.

The contest between spear and shield, for so many years, it is always the spear that has the upper hand, and there is never a shortage of invincible spears in this world, but there are few unbreakable shields. The strength of the shield is always relative.

The refining corpse, but ignoring this qiē, rushed towards Xiao Fan.

Anyone who sees this scene will be dumbfounded.

This is not the mode of battle that should be between monks in the middle of the primordial period.

By no means!

Only inferior martial artists in the mortal world would fight like this.

Something must be wrong!

Where the corpse passed, the earth and rocks flew one after another, and the charred black surface was forced to open an earthy yellow passage by him, and the rocks and hard soil on the surface were all lifted up. This kind of speed, such power, is by no means something that mortal martial artists can have.

Xiao Fan is very familiar with this kind of battle mode, and he is not used to it in the slightest.

With a flick of his wrist, he slashed towards the refining corpse.

At this time, it is not the time to rule the rivers and lakes, and you must use the fastest speed to solve the opponent. Otherwise, who knows how many reinforcements they will have?

This is in the Seven Nights!

"Click-"

At the moment when Xiao Fan swung his sword, the withered arm of the refining corpse suddenly skyrocketed, and in a blink of an eye, he was in front of Xiao Fan, and he grabbed the dragon scale sword with five fingers.

Rao is Xiao Fan has extremely rich experience in hand-to-hand combat, but he was caught off guard by this hand. The corpses he had encountered in the underworld did not have such a way to defy the sky. If it is the two sides that drive the magic weapon to attack, it is not surprising that such a situation occurs. But it's hand-to-hand combat......

However, in Tongjiquan, there are similar tricks, but experts who have studied Tongjiquan will definitely not be able to make their arms so long all of a sudden.

But that's nothing, it doesn't matter if you get caught with the Dragon Scale Sword.

With a flick of Xiao Fan's wrist, he was about to change his moves.

Who knew that with a "whoosh", the thin and withered refining corpse suddenly came to him, and it was with the help of the dragon scale sword as a fulcrum, which instantly narrowed the distance between the two sides.

"Dang!"

There was a bang.

Before Xiao Fan came back to his senses, the refining corpse had already slammed into his chest.

As if a thousand jun slammed into his chest, Xiao Fan couldn't help but snort, his footing was unstable, he flew up in the air, and fell backwards. Don't look at this refining corpse, it is thin and withered, but it is infinitely powerful, even if Xiao Fan inspires the giant spirit to transform, it is only such a power.

At this moment, he didn't have time to perform the "dragon elephant heavy hand" anyway.

This scene often happened in front of Xiao Fan in the past, and I don't know how many enemies were blown away by his iron fist.

Who knew that as soon as he set foot on the land of the Seven Nights Realm, he was painted a gourd in the same way, but this time, it was Xiao Fan himself who was knocked away.

The corpse refining did not stop, like a shadow, chasing and killing, with five fingers like a hook, grabbing between Xiao Fan's neck.

He had already seen that the dragon scale armor on Xiao Fan's body was a strange treasure, and his defensive ability was extremely strong, although he blasted Xiao Fan away with one punch, it was not enough to take his life, and he couldn't even hurt him. The only flaw in this armor is at Xiao Fan's neck, which is the only place that is not completely wrapped in armor.

For the sake of dexterity, these places will always be designed to be more flexible, and the protection will be weakened.

At this moment, the corpse refining saw a sneering smile in Xiao Fan's eyes.

How?

The corpse's heart jumped.

Could it be that this man has some tricks that he can't do?

It's just that for a while, the corpse refining can't figure out what kind of tricks Xiao Fan can have?

The next moment, he heard the sound of "snort", as a master of hand-to-hand combat, the corpse refining was very clear, it was the sound of the blade cutting through the air, the sound of breaking the air was so clear, it only meant one thing - the blade was close to him.

"Whew-"

A golden-cyan dragon scale short sword slashed past his eyes, and in a hurry, the refining corpse reached out and grabbed it without hesitation.

His sharp claws are better than countless magic weapons. There have been many times when those blades and magic weapons that were known for their hardness were reduced to pieces under this sharp claw, shattered to bones, and vanished.

The golden cyan light flashed, and with a "snort", the refining corpse only felt that his palm suddenly lightened, and two slender black fingers fell from his palm in response.

The dragon scale sword that has been re-tempered by the Golden Jiao King's natal dragon scales is beyond anyone's imagination. Such a dragon scale sword, although I dare not say that it is really indestructible, but the list of things that cannot be destroyed obviously does not include the flesh of the refining corpse.

All hardness and toughness are relative.

Before the refining corpse could react to this, there was another soft sound of "snort".

"Bastard ......"

The corpse refining was horrified to see that his entire palm fell in response. He had never seen such a situation with his own eyes, and since he stepped into the Yuan Infant Stage, he fought with people, and his extremely powerful body had never been cut off.

But now, everything has changed.

"Sneer—"

The dragon scale sword's slices were continuous, leaving no buffer for the opponent.

In an instant, twelve dragon scale swords slashed through the corpse's body!

The electric man who withdrew his gaze from Ouyang Mingyue was surprised to see that in just a moment, Second Brother Yan, who was still alive and majestic just now, had turned into a pile of minced meat at this moment, scattered all over the ground.

In this way, he was chopped to pieces by this junior! (To be continued......)