A gentle breeze blew over the wasteland, gradually blowing away the smoke and dust that filled the air.

And after the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, Lu Yang and Wang Xuan, one old and one young, were facing each other straight in the air, and there was a cold and cold surge in their eyes.

And the spiritual power of this piece of heaven and earth seems to be disturbed, between the two of them, forming two distinct halves, and the place where it is handed over, the space is a little distorted.

At this moment, Lu Yang had already put away the two-foot crimson long sword, and a blood-red long stick was held in his right hand, and the monstrous bloody aura continued to sweep out from the blood-red long stick.

After the previous round of confrontation with Wang Xuan, although Lu Yang blocked Wang Xuan's offensive, Lu Yang had already exhausted the moves of the "Firmament Jue" exercise.

Lu Yang's state at this time, obviously has already cast the mental method "Nirvana", a pair of "finch feather flame wings" behind it slightly fanned, the majestic origin fire attribute spiritual power, gushing out in his body, from a distance, at this moment, Lu Yang, as if a raging fire rose around his body, an extremely hot energy, scattered in mid-air.

Around the wasteland, all the people looked at this scene with shocked faces, secretly inhaling cold air, they could feel the terrifying aura released from Lu Yang's body, and at this point, Lu Yang was also about to start using the means of pressing the bottom of the box.

"Little brute, I didn't expect the rumors from the outside world to be somewhat true, you do have some ability, but, despite this, if you plan to leave this place alive today, I advise you to dispel this idea. ”

Wang Xuan stared at Lu Yang viciously, and the sound of Sen Han's words was like a cold blade, which made people feel cold all over his body.

At the moment when Wang Xuan's words fell, Long Zhennan's angry voice sounded like thunder: "Third brother, your second brother has fallen, don't leave your hands and kill this little beast." ”

"Big brother, I must break this little beast into ten thousand pieces to sacrifice the spirit of the second brother in the sky......"

The tone of Wang Xuan's words was like ten thousand years of cold ice, revealing a cold chill that made people feel cold all over his body, Wang Xuan had already known the final result of Yu Chi Tianshou under the glance of the corner of his eyes after the battle with Lu Yang.

Lu Yang's eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold light flowed through the pupils of his eyes, he didn't care about Wang Xuan and Long Zhennan's threatening words, and then, the finch feather flame wings behind him suddenly fanned.

"Whew"

The wind brought by the flapping of the finch feather flame wings directly flew away all the broken grass around him, and Lu Yang's figure turned into a remnant of the Dao, and swept straight towards Wang Xuan.

Wang Xuan's eyes stared slightly at the remnant of the Dao Dao that swept towards him at an astonishing speed, and immediately, a black heavy sword wrapped in a faint black mist appeared in his right hand.

In the previous confrontation, Wang Xuan had not used his weapon, and now he sacrificed the black heavy sword, obviously, he did not intend to delay any longer, at this moment, Wang Xuan only wanted to kill Lu Yang here as quickly as possible.

"Boom"

Lu Yang's figure, almost instantly, appeared in front of Wang Xuan, Lu Yang's eyes were cold, and his right hand, which exuded a dazzling red glow, directly picked up the blood-red long stick in his hand, and then slammed it down in an extremely violent attitude.

"Bang"

The blood-red long stick had not yet fallen, and the ground below had already been shaken and collapsed by the power that seeped out of the air.

"Bell"

The blood-colored long stick slammed down on Wang Xuan's head with terrifying power, but at the moment when its strength was about to be maximized, a black heavy sword wrapped in the powerful Yuan Force was also extremely tricky and ruthless, and then it was heavily pointed on the blood-colored long stick.

The place where Wang Xuan dropped his sword was extremely tricky, just at the point where the power of the blood-colored long stick was most dispersed, and he directly blocked the blood-colored long stick that contained terrible power, this eyesight and strength were really shocking.

"Snort"

The offensive was blocked, but Lu Yang was not the slightest surprise, only to see his left hand raised, the "Shura's Tongue" flashed, and a black streamer full of ferocious aura stabbed out with a bang, stabbing straight at Wang Xuan's throat.

"Hmph"

Lu Yang's lightning-like attack made Wang Xuan snort coldly, only to see the black heavy sword in his hand horizontally, and while holding the blood-colored long stick, he also blocked the blow of the "Shura's Tongue" with the heavy back of the sword.

"Huh"

Blocking Lu Yang's two attacks, Wang Xuan stepped forward, and the black heavy sword in his hand directly turned into a black storm, and the sharp and violent sword overwhelmed Lu Yang's counterattack.

In the face of Wang Xuan's attack, Lu Yang's feather flame wings shook, and he swept into the air, waved the blood-colored long stick in his hand, and shattered several fierce swords that came from the storm, and then, put away the "Shura's tongue", held the stick in both hands, and smashed it towards Wang Xuan's volley.

"Buzz"

The void position where Lu Yang was located seemed to be torn apart, and a hundred-zhang stick shadow was consistent with the posture of the blood-colored long stick in Lu Yang's hand, carrying the sound of wind and thunder and the monstrous bloody aura to smash towards Wang Xuan.

The spiritual power above the sky was boiling wildly, and the shadow of a hundred sticks, mixed with scorching qi and bloody qi, swung down fiercely, and the target was directly locked on Wang Xuan below, such an offensive, and many people around him had numb scalps.

Wang Xuan looked up at the attack that roared from the sky, a touch of contempt flashed in his eyes, Wang Xuan handed over the heavy sword to his left hand, and then, his right hand suddenly sealed, and suddenly, an astonishing wave suddenly swept out of his body.

"Xuanlong Ancient Clock"

The spiritual power between heaven and earth almost converged on Wang Xuan's body in a crazy sign at this moment, and then converged with the majestic yuan power in his body, and then, under the gaze of countless eyes, it turned into a giant ancient bell.

"Bell"

And at the moment when the ancient bell was formed, the shadow of a hundred sticks finally roared down with a terrifying bloody and hot breath, and then smashed heavily on the ancient giant bell, and in an instant, the loud sound of the bell resounded between heaven and earth.

"Knock"

The already chaotic wasteland was devastated again, and the ground that had already collapsed collapsed again, and cracks spread like spider webs again, so powerful that it was earth-shattering.

"Click"

Countless eyes converged on the collision place, and the huge ancient bell, after withstanding such a terrible bombardment, also burst out one crack after another, and finally exploded completely with a bang.

"Whew"

Lu Yang took a breath, he looked at the figure that reappeared in sight after the ancient bell exploded, and couldn't help grinning, this Wang Xuan is indeed difficult, the previous attack of the Origin Sword failed to help Wang Xuan, and now he sacrificed the "Fire Cloud Demon Blood Stick", Wang Xuan is still as immobile as a mountain, such an opponent is really tricky.

Below, Wang Xuan's face sank like water, and his left hand, holding the black heavy sword, trembled slightly, Lu Yang felt that Wang Xuan was difficult in his heart, and Wang Xuan was not frightened because of Lu Yang's fierce attack.

In terms of realm, Lu Yang's cultivation realm is one order behind Wang Xuan, however, Wang Xuan, who is one order higher than Lu Yang, did not get a bargain in Lu Yang's hands......