When Yu Bang flew out, the two show fingers were raised, and the sword was controlled with intention, and the sword qi roared out, resisting the skyrocketing moonlight.

I saw her paused in the air, her figure facing upward, her back to Fang Yang, her steps were light and light, and she stepped on the dragon scales.

Ascending for tens of meters, suddenly, the body flipped over, and rushed down with a sword, the blade pointed directly at the top of Fang Yang's head, and shouted: "Cover the feather!"

For a while, countless cold lights flew in the sky, spreading like sword feathers in the sky.

"When!when!when......"

The sound of clanging and colliding is endless.

The sword aura that roared in the sky was extremely terrifying, and Fang Yang couldn't help but marvel at this girl's swordsmanship.

That Yun Miao Peak, Guo Yan, who has always claimed to be a genius in swordsmanship, is a must-have with his swordsmanship of pear blossoms, but compared to the girl in front of him, it is still not enough.

Fang Yang raised the corners of his mouth and smiled lightly.

It would be naïve for this girl to think that she would be able to break the sturdy golden bell formed by the pattern of the Zhenshan Hara technique.

Fang Yang fought back, shook Mang Tai with one palm, shook it sideways in one step, and flashed Xiao Jing's purple flame punch.

In vain, he rushed straight to Yu Wan and killed.

Seeing Fang Yang killing towards him like a rainbow, a trace of chill flashed on Yu Wantian's face, his eyes were cold and profound, and he shouted: "Thousand blades!"

I saw Yu Wantian in the air swinging his sword continuously, faster and faster, so fast that even the sword shadow couldn't keep up with the blade.

Countless sword qi were vertical and horizontal, the cold light was blazing brightly, and with a sudden, Yu Bang's body melted into the sword light, and he jumped out from time to time, giving Fang Yang a sharp blow.

"Dang!"

The golden bell roared, and this sound was much heavier than before.

Before it was finished, Yu Bangtian kept jumping and swinging his sword beside Fang Yang, his body was strange and uncertain.

For a while, Fang Yang was so difficult to capture this girl's figure, he suddenly felt a pang in his heart, this girl's body attainments were not much better than him!

"Boom, boom, boom......"

Yu Bangtian kept swinging his sword, constantly slashing, teasing, collapsing, and wiping through......

The speed of the sword is getting faster and faster, the cold sword qi is getting denser and denser, and the momentum is getting more and more amazing. So much so that every sword resounded with a terrifying tearing sound in the air.

Unconsciously, an endless stream of sword rays shrouded the golden bell outside Fang Yang's body.

Each sword was extremely powerful, with an aura that was enough to destroy all enemies.

During this time, countless swords and rays overwhelmingly surrounded Fang Yang, and the momentum was mighty.

For a while, Xiao Jing and Mang Tai didn't dare to lean over at all, for fear of being swept in.

Feeling the great power of those countless swords, Fang Yang's face was solemn, this girl was much more powerful than he imagined, stronger than Xiao Jing and the two of them.

"Click!"

"Click!"

......

The sound of cracks continued to sound, and above the indestructible golden bell, the flickering primordial magic veins continued to dim, and countless small and dense cracks appeared, and after a while, they spread.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the golden bell of the Zhenshan original technique could no longer support it, and it collapsed directly.

The countless sword rays suddenly came and fell towards Fang Yang.

Fang Yang didn't panic, he was calm, his eyes were empty, he looked at the sword light that seemed to be like a net of heaven and earth, and saw the clear light of the moon pupil shoot out, as if he saw that inch of flaw.

Suddenly, Teng got up, and the spiritual power at his feet was surging, and he shook on one side, flashing out in an instant.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

......

I only heard the sound of cutting through the opening of his clothes, and the placket and cuffs of his clothes were suddenly torn.

Fang Yang's heart was cold, there were countless sword qi rippling in this sword light, which was extremely terrifying!

For a while, Fang Yang couldn't help but feel in danger.

What a chance! Xiao Jing and Mang Tai said secretly, and rushed straight towards Fang Yang.

At the critical moment, Fang Yang clenched his ten fingers into fists and shouted angrily, "Open!"

The spring thunder rolled and came out majestically, drowning the countless sword qi.

In an instant, Fang Yang rushed towards Yu Bang, flicked away the blade that was stabbing at him with one finger, and poked out with the other.

Yu Bangtian only felt an incomparable force coming from the sword in his hand, and he couldn't help but change his face, and he was about to escape from it, but he was suddenly caught by Fang Yang.

Fang Yang was about to take advantage of the situation to pursue, but Xiao Jing and Mangtai killed them.

Purple flames, thunderbolts.

"Get out!"

Fang Yang swept out of the air with one leg, unstoppable, and shouted angrily at the two of them.

Xiao Jing and Mang Tai were furious, and it was the first time in their peers that someone dared to talk to them like this.

Immediately after, Fang Yang's spiritual power burst out all over his body, and a majestic energy suddenly accumulated in his throat.

"Roar!"

A dragon roar shook the earth, as if overturning the river and the sea, shocking everything.

A violent and incomparable force surged, and Yu Bangtian only felt as if he had been hit hard in his chest and abdomen, and with a pop, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body was shaky.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Xiao Jing and Mangtai both flew out sideways, constantly coughing up blood.

"Oh my God!"

"Is this still a third-stage high-level!"

"With one enemy and three wounded, it's simply invincible!"

The crowd watching the game below was stunned and dumbfounded.

......

Yu Wantian slowly stood up, wiped away the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth, raised his head, and stared at Fang Yang coldly, with a coldness in his eyes.

Xiao Jing and Mang Tai also staggered to their feet, their faces pale and solemn.

"Are you going to fight again?"

Fang Yang stood on a piece of dragon scales in a high place, and said in a flat tone.

Yu Wantian didn't say a word, but Xiao Jing was angry.

"Fight! Why don't you fight! Lao Tzu hasn't lost yet!"

Mang Tai waved his huge fist and scolded angrily.

......

Just as the four of them were facing each other.

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded.

"Guys, it's time to wrap up. ”

Everyone couldn't help but look in the direction where the voice came from, only to see an unusually handsome long-haired young man appear above.

The corners of his mouth lifted with a wicked smile.

"Song Yi!"

The crowd blurted out.

In vain, where Fang Yang and the others were turning into dragon ladders, hundreds of miles up and down, in the air, the original technique was brilliant, roaring countless storms, like monstrous waves.

Yu Bangtian and the others felt nervous for a while, and they wanted to escape.

Suddenly, for a moment, the genetic potential and the Force in the body were difficult to control, as if the body was imprisoned.

The four of them couldn't help but look at their feet, only to see a complicated primordial lock mark emerging under their feet, intertwined into a chain, and invisibly, they were handcuffed.

......

"This is the original jutsu seal!"

Some of the people watching the game immediately recognized it.

"I never expected that this Song Yi's understanding of the rules of the original technique has reached such a point, and it is no longer beyond the reach of our generation. ”

In the crowd, the strongest martial artists sighed infinitely, lamenting the gap between them and the real Tianjiao.

He sighed, and then said: "This person can actually turn the ethereal and ethereal order into reality, forming the Primordial Lockmark and imprinting it under their feet, these people are now difficult to move, this qualifying match, I'm afraid the dust is going to settle." ”

......

The Tao is of one mind, and it transforms all things.

The martial arts are all in the world, and the original art pattern and the original law of the original art are derived.

The original stria is a natural occurrence when the original technique is performed. The types and grades of each primordial technique are different, and the products of the veins are also different, including Xiaguang, Purple Flame, Silver Radiance, and even Shenxi!

And the law of the original art is the product of the order of heaven and earth, naturally conceived, ethereal, untouchable, and incomprehensible.

Only when a martial artist has cultivated to the eighth stage of martial arts, the realm of the unparalleled Heavenly Monarch, seeing that the gods are not bad, and exploring the delusion, can he get a glimpse of the mystery of the rules of heaven and earth.

Now, the young Song Yi, with the fourth-stage high-level realm, can already get a first glimpse of the way of the law, which is unimaginable.

......

Looking at the surging angry wind and waves, Xiao Jing and Mang Tai's faces were extremely ugly.

The two thought that Song Yi was forced to escape by their team, but they didn't expect Song Yi to deliberately not entangle with them.

He came here early in the morning and laid the Primordial Lockmark, and while they were fighting, he wanted to wipe them out!

Suddenly, a monstrous wave surged towards Fang Yang and the four of them, stacked in thousands of piles, one heavy after another, shaking the heavens and the earth.

Yu Bangtian's face turned pale at this moment, the aura in her body was extremely chaotic, and her strength could not be displayed at all, so she suffered this heavy blow without resistance.

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang, like a wave hitting the sky.

"Click!"

"Poof......

Muscles and bones were broken, blood gushed out, and in the midst of wailing, several people fell down in a daze.

When everything was calm, only Fang Yang was left on the dragon ladder, and at this time, he was unharmed, and the clouds were light and light.

Song Yi was shocked in his heart, and a trace of disbelief flashed on his face, but he immediately returned to normal.

The corners of his mouth twitched, looked at Fang Yang, and said with a wicked smile: "You really didn't disappoint me." ”

Fang Yang said indifferently: "You are the same. ”

Song Yi's eyes were hot, he clenched his fists, his fighting spirit was high, and he shouted: "Climb to the top and fight!"

As he spoke, his body suddenly moved, heading straight towards the top of the dragon ladder, which was less than a kilometer above.