"Will you get out of the way?"

Zhang Tian's eyes flickered, and everyone could feel it, if Cang Shaoyang answered and didn't let it, then the North Han King would make a move at the next moment!

After Cang Shaoyang saw this, his body also condensed a burst of flames, squirmed his lips, and spit out two words:

"Don't let it!"

These two words raised the hearts of everyone present, and everyone knew that the two of them were going to fight.

Even in the wooden forest in the corner of one side, Lu Xiaojiao, Hong Xiaowei, Wu Qifu and others are all pale, the god of war has always been like a myth, affecting this generation of warriors, so far, Cang Shaoyang has not been defeated, in the face of such a person, can Zhang Tian be an enemy?

Not only them, but most of the martial artists also think so, Cang Shaoyang is too powerful, the name of the god of war of national security is not for nothing, it is the accumulation of bones of one famous martial artist after another, even the king of the Northern Han has not been defeated, but in terms of combat performance, the gap between the two is too big.

While everyone was groaning, Cang Shaoyang and Zhang Tian in the air moved.

Quiet as a virgin move like a rabbit, this move, the field will be surrounded by amazing power.

"King of the Northern Cold, you are too young after all, if it were ten years, maybe you would surpass me, but now you face me, there is no life!"

Every time Cang Shaoyang said a word, his momentum became stronger, and at the end of his words, his eyes were like a scorching sun, and when the words fell, two pillars of light burst out from her eyes.

The two pillars of light were like swimming dragons, as if they had souls, and they went straight to Zhang Tian!

Zhang Tian's expression was unfazed when he saw this, and suddenly, Zhang Tian's figure was divided into two, two and four....

In an instant, a total of thirty-two figures surrounded Cang Shaoyang, and at this time, the two rays of light were also very wisps of light, a total of thirty-two, attacking all of Zhang Tian's figures.

When it was too late, the thirty-two figures moved at the same time, rushing towards Cang Shaoyang like lightning.

"Carving insect skills!"

Cang Shaoyang snorted coldly, spread out his hands, and the true qi condensed in his palm, and suddenly, in the palm of his palm, a small pale true qi cyclone began to rotate, and in the time of one breath, the whirlwind continued to grow.

It has changed to a height of nearly 20 meters, and this real cyclone has become terrifying.

The next moment, just as Cang Shaoyang was about to operate two true cyclones to annihilate Zhang Tian's clone in front of him, suddenly, one of the thirty-two Zhang Tian's figures raised his hand!

Cang Shaoyang knew that this figure was Zhang Tian's deity! And in the face of Zhang Tian's outstretched hand, Cang Shaoyang felt a palpitation in his heart inexplicably.

I saw Zhang Tian slowly stretch out his index finger, his rich spiritual sense, and his true qi continued to condense, and suddenly Zhang Tian spit out a few words from his mouth:

"One finger to suppress the soul!"

For a moment, Cang Shaoyang only felt a thunderous sound in his head, as if a bomb was thrown inside, which instantly made Cang Shaoyang lose his mind.

And the two true cyclones and the thirty-two streamers controlled by Cang Shaoyang also dissipated.

At this moment, Zhang Tian's body moved, and lightning struck at Cang Shaoyang, when he came to Cang Shaoyang's place of more than ten zhang, Cang Shaoyang's eyes began to recover his spirit, his face was pale, and he adjusted his true qi to travel outside the body to a true qi shield.

At this time, Zhang Tian threw a heavy punch at Cang Shaoyang in the air.

Ten bursting spirits in a row, and a muffled sound sounded from Cang Shaoyang's body, making his face even paler, but he was much better than Gu Ping before, Gu Ping was bleeding under Zhang Tian's explosive spirit fist, and in comparison, Cang Shaoyang's condition was much better.

Take advantage of his illness to kill him!

Hit ten spirit blasting punches again, and at this time, Cang Shaoyang was already crumbling! The True Qi shield had also been broken.

Zhang Tian's eyes were cold, his palm stretched out, and a light cloud-like palm formed on the side of Cang Shaoyang.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, Cang Shaoyang's whole person flew back far away like a fly that had been swatted away, and smashed into a dense forest on the mountainside of Mao'er Mountain.

Zhang Tian looked at the place where Cang Shaoyang fell, his eyes were slightly heavy.

The trick he showed just now was the Ninth Form of Leaving the Heavens, Soul Suppression Finger!

The function of the Soul Suppression Finger is to hurt people's souls, make the opponent's soul tremble, and give up the place, although this Soul Suppression Finger can only make Cang Shaoyang lose a short time for a second, but this second is already a long time for a duel of their level.

This is also Cang Shaoyang, if it is replaced by a much lower strength, it is estimated that this soul finger can annihilate its soul, and this move is not only aimed at people, whether it is an animal, a spirit animal, or a yin spirit, anyone who has a soul is within his attack range.

At the same time, this move requires a very strong spiritual sense to support, which is also something that Zhang Tian can only use when he breaks through to the middle stage of Gongji.

At this moment, Zhang Tian was floating in the air alone, all eyes were on him, and the audience was silent!

The fastest to react was Mu Lin and the others, their faces were full of ecstasy, and even Mu Lin and Lu Xiaojiao hugged each other shoulder to shoulder, and shouted loudly:

"Brother Tian has won! Brother Tian won! ”

The other warriors were dumbfounded, with stunned faces.

"I—What do I see?"

"Shao, Shaoyang, the boss has been defeated?"

"Let's go and see how the boss is doing."

The White Tiger was already stunned at this time, but fortunately, Qinglong was relatively old, and he was more concerned about Cang Shaoyang's condition in shock, and the next moment, several people quickly flew to the place where Cang Shaoyang fell.

The other warriors trembled with excitement.

"It's a hell of a fight!"

"The Northern Cold King is invincible!"

"It's too strong, kill Cang Shaoyang in an instant! It's really awesome, and it deserves to be a model for my generation! The King of the Northern Cold is really, really invincible in the world! ”

"My God, the God of War has been defeated like this! If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I really couldn't believe that Cang Shaoyang would have been defeated so easily, the King of the Northern Cold, the King of the Northern Cold, how strong is he? A middle-aged martial artist living in the Cang Shaoyang era said in a trembling voice.

"From today!" An old man in the crowd exclaimed: "The Northern Cold King has won the first place on the Heavenly List, and the name of the Northern Cold King will also shock the world!" ”

"Megatron!"

The surrounding warriors' bodies trembled, and their eyes were full of awe and looked up at the Northern Han King in the air!

"Even Shaoyang is not his opponent......" Lei Yunzhen's facial expression froze, and his voice was slightly bitter as he looked at the old man beside him, and said: "This Northern Cold King is simply a demon." ”

The king of Beihan is twenty years old, a martial arts master, defeated Gu Ping and Cang Shaoyang, this strength Lei Yunzhen couldn't think of before, when he was twenty years old, it seemed that he was only an innate master, this is really incomparable!

"His true qi is full of fierceness, his spiritual sense is more than ten times more condensed than that of the same martial artist, and his moves are also very mysterious, he... It is very likely that it has obtained the inheritance of a very powerful person! Fu Nanshan said slowly, his strength was at the peak of the grandmaster, and his observation was much more detailed than that of Lei Yunzhen.