Snort!

The crackling sound of the air being burned sounded, and Yang Qi was surrounded by flames, as if the god of fire had descended, bringing an incomparably powerful scorching aura to sweep away all around, making people's mouths a little dry.

A trace of solemnity flashed in Zhao Jinlang's eyes, and his footsteps slightly opened his position with Yang Qi.

"Now, it's my turn to attack!"

Surrounded by flames, Yang Qi's voice rumbled.

Rumble!

The silver killing spear shook, and suddenly turned into a raging flame, blending with the flames on Yang Qi's body, and a powerful spear intent burst out from Yang Qi's body, and a sharp aura rose to the sky.

"Guns of Fire!"

Yang Qi's lips opened slightly, and a solemn voice came out, and then the crowd saw a crimson spear blooming in the void, like a blooming flame, strange and terrifying.

A sneering sound came out, and the space trembled under this gunshot, and a sense of crisis suddenly rose from Zhao Jinlang's heart, making his face change.

"Bai Jiao Sword Technique, Turning into a Dragon!"

Although he was shocked by Yang Qi's strength, Zhao Jinlang knew what to do now, he waved his right hand, and the Bai Jiao Sword actually shot out of his hand, and an illusory dragon shadow actually appeared, which seemed to be transformed by the Bai Jiao Sword.

The guns were strange, the dragon shadow roared, the earth-shattering explosion sounded, the terrifying wind dispersed, and the entire arena seemed to be shaken.

The spear finally disappeared, and the dragon shadow disappeared, and the space finally returned to calm.

"Whew!"

Yang Qi gasped lightly, the silver killing spear had been inserted into the ground, drawing a deep mark on the ground, and the blow just now made Yang Qi retreat more than ten meters.

And Zhao Jinlang's head was slightly lowered, and he stretched out his hand and touched the corner of his mouth, a trace of bright red was so dazzling.

Seeing that streak of blood, the pupils of the crowd were all condensed, and they were injured, and Zhao Jinlang was injured under the blow just now. Although Yang Qi was not injured, he retreated more than ten meters, and the blow of the two was evenly divided.

"The spear of the fire line, sure enough, this Yang Qi is a disciple of the gun!"

Crazy Knife's eyes narrowed, and a chill flickered in his eyes.

He is a sword cultivator and loves knives, so he joined Xiaotian, because Lin Batian is the strongest person in the entire academy, even those elders are not as good as Lin Batian, except for Lin Batian's father, the sword is absolutely perfect.

Crazy Dao regards Dao Jue as his idol, so naturally he will not have any good impression of Gun Jue and Jian Jue, plus Lin Batian's "special care" for Yang Qi, so he has no good impression of Yang Qi.

"Whether he is a disciple of the gun or not, this guy's strength is very good......"

Fire Rose's face was full of different colors, and only then did he begin to pay attention to Yang Qi, the blow just now had completely entered the threshold of the Yuan Shen Realm, which meant that Yang Qi was already a person at the same level as them.

Fire Rose is a woman, but her personality is more like a man, for the strong, she admires and respects, Yang Qi showed her strength, and her current bad feelings for Yang Qi have also dissipated a lot. Because she knew that it was a powerful person who made her subordinates have to leave Moonfire, not to mention that she also knew that Jiang Ling had made a mistake first.

Lin Feng was also unexpected: "Is he really only the seventh order of the Purple Mansion?"

Yan Jian's eyes flickered: "The Seventh Order of the Purple Mansion can have such strength, even if it is us, it is far inferior to him at the beginning." ”

A few people were silent, let alone them, even their masters, from the sixth Violet on the Canglan List to the second Sword King on the Canglan List, were far from Yang Qiqiang at this time when they were in the seventh order of the Purple Mansion.

A figure appeared in their hearts, and a hint of horror flashed in their eyes.

After thinking about it, they found that there seemed to be only one person who could fight with Yang Qi in the same realm, and that one was the first on the Canglan list.

"This kid is getting more and more incredible......"

Elder Guo muttered in a low voice, his eyes full of excitement.

On the other hand, Elder Changmei, his face was gloomy at this time, and he muttered, "Zhao Jinlang, win!"

As if hearing the muttering of Elder Changmei, Zhao Jinlang in the ring, after wiping away a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, his face was as cold as frost.

Airplanes!

Zhao Jinlang's blood went crazy, and the powerful power of the Yuan Shen bloomed out, and the entire space seemed to be shaking.

His hands shook, and the Heaven and Earth Yuan Force was used by him, and with the white Jiao Sword Earth slashing frantically towards Yang Qi, at the same time, the light of his eyes skyrocketed, and the power of the Yuan Shen poured out desperately, and his target was also Yang Qi.

Yang Qi's pupils shrank, Zhao Jinlang was going to work hard, and he even used the power of the Yuan Shen.

If the power of the Yuan Shen is damaged, Zhao Jinlang will also be hit hard, but the madness in Zhao Jinlang's eyes at this time shows that he doesn't care, and now he has only one thought.

Kill Yang Qi!

Yang Qi held the silver spear in his hand, the tip of the spear swiped on the ground, dragging a slow pace, slowly walking forward step by step, and a deep trace appeared on the ground again.

Rumble!

The gun intent was raging, Yang Qi's black hair danced wildly, and his clothes were hunting.

The gun intent cut through the space, and a self-respecting aura burst out from Yang Qi's bones, as if he wanted to suppress everything and crush all the people who stood in front of him!

Guns, everything is extinguished!

The crowd stared at Yang Qi, and with his slow pace, the silver spear that seemed to hang on the ground at random actually caused a slender crack to appear in the ring, as if it was about to start from this crack and split the entire ring in two. Everywhere Yang Qi passed, the ground was all cracked.

"Die!"

Zhao Jinlang's footsteps also stepped out, the power of the Yuan God, the power of the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, and the power of the Yuan Force in his body all converged, and shrouded Yang Qi, wanting to destroy Yang Qi with one blow.

"Boom!"

Another step out, the ground under Zhao Jinlang's feet trembled violently, and an even more terrifying yuan force fell from the sky, oppressing Yang Qi, as if it was about to crush Yang Qi's body.

The momentum of the two heavens and the earth, one in front of the other, pressed down towards Yang Qi.

"What a terrifying might!"

The hearts of the crowd trembled fiercely, the power of Zhao Jinlang's outbreak at this time was really terrifying, not to mention Yang Qi in the ring, even they in the distance felt a breath so strong that they were a little suffocated.

At this time, everyone looked at Yang Qi, and they wanted to know how Yang Qi was going to take this move.

Yang Qi finally stopped his steps, and the silver killing spear in his hand was quietly raised. His guns, just as strong, just as terrifying. If Zhao Jinlang at this time borrowed the momentum of heaven and earth, then Yang Qi would pierce this piece of heaven!

Suddenly, Yang Qi seemed to have disappeared from everyone's eyes, and all that remained in everyone's eyes was the silver spear. People and guns are combined, guns are in harmony with intentions, Yang Qi has disappeared, and only the strength of a bloody sword is blooming with its brilliance.

When the breath of destruction came out, there seemed to be a silver light gradually rising in the ring, and then getting brighter and brighter, until it was extremely bright, like the light of the bright moon. The silver brilliance rose to the sky, and in an instant, it was hidden in the momentum of the two heavens and the earth, one before the other.

There was no explosion, no shrill whistling, just an aura of destruction, and a flash of crimson light. At the moment when the crimson light flashed, everyone had a feeling of fear, as if they were facing the heavens, and they were destroyed by this crimson light.

Burst!

In the silence, everyone suddenly saw that Zhao Jinlang's face turned pale, spurting out a large mouthful of blood, his chest rose and fell, and his eyes flashed with endless shock.

Bite!

The tail of the silver spear fell lightly to the ground, and Yang Qi stood proudly.

When everything was calm, the two figures stood quietly on the battle platform. Silently, both of them looked straight at each other, so calm that it made people feel suffocated.

"What's that?"

Zhao Jinlang held the Bai Jiao Sword tightly in his right hand, and his body trembled without anyone noticing.

He wasn't afraid, he trembled only because he had to. The crimson light, the terrifying aura and the power paralyzed his body, and an aura of destruction that made him instinctively feel terrified was scurrying through his body at this time.

He didn't know that it was the thunder of heavenly punishment, he only knew that in the face of this force, he was very likely to die.

Yang Qi's face was calm, and only a trace of pale on his face could show that he had consumed a lot just now.

"Something that can kill you. ”

"Hahahaha!"

Zhao Jinlang suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "What can take my life, then I want to see if it can take my life!"

Syllable!

Zhao Jinlang suddenly slapped his hands and slapped directly on the Bai Jiao Sword. He held the blade of the sword in both hands, the sharp blade cutting through his skin, and a stream of blood flowed on the blade.

He raised his head and looked at Yang Qi: "I don't have the support of power, I don't have a strong talent, the top management of the academy looks down on me, everything I do depends on my own hard work." This sword has followed me for many years, and I have poured all the treasures I have gotten my hands on. If you can take this trick, then I will be defeated. ”

Click!

His voice fell, and the Bai Jiao Sword in his hand was directly shattered.

Airplanes!

The shattered Bai Jiao Sword did not fall to the ground, but spun rapidly in the air.

Roar!

An angry roar came from the void, and in front of Zhao Jinlang's body, endless white light rose into the sky.

The next moment, in front of Zhao Jinlang, a huge figure appeared in the ring.

Roar!

Another roar rang out.

"Eight-winged white Jiao!"

Zhao Jinlang let out a low snort, and this huge figure was finally revealed.

The huge figure has eight huge wings, but its body is in the shape of a dragon, and it is an extremely ferocious demon beast, an eight-winged white dragon.

The Bai Jiao Sword is made of the eight-winged Bai Jiao's demon pill and demon bones, and its strongest means is to destroy the Bai Jiao Sword and release a phantom of the eight-winged Bai Jiao.

The eight wings fanned together, the wind was raging, and the head of the dragon roared in the sky, as if to swallow the heavens and the earth. Although it was a phantom, everyone was still terrified, as if they were facing a real eight-winged white jiao.

"Eight-winged white Jiao......"

Yang Qi exhaled lightly and clenched the silver killing spear in his hand.