Carrying the sword soldier, Liu Yang shot directly.

The sword light lit up, like a starlight in the night, soft and calm to be extremely bright. The trees are shattered, the sword is pointed, and nothing can stop it.

Qingyuan kendo is comparable to the three major kendoways of the empire. Ever-changing, the power gathers a little, and the power increases more than tenfold.

This sword is the embodiment of Liu Yang's kendo cultivation, and it also has the help of strengthening abilities, so that the power in it will rise by several levels.

The old man in front of him is worthy of his full effort. So, there is no room for the first move.

A layer of ripples rippled in the void, the old man's eyes narrowed slightly, and a rare solemnity appeared in his expression. He spoke slowly and said, "With this sword alone, you deserve the old man's praise." ”

As the words fell, the old man stretched out two fingers. A spark appeared abruptly on his fingertips, but after a moment there was silence.

Seeing this, Liu Yang grinned.

If the old man noticed, he immediately took a step back. But it was still a little slow, and a touch of silver hair fell gently, very conspicuous in the air.

"Kendo. ”

Whispering, the old man's expression was complicated. The fingertips of the palms erupted terrifying waves, like a volcanic eruption that had been silent for a long time.

"Bang"

A figure flew upside down and slammed into the trunk of a tree.

"It hurts!"

The blood was rolling all over his body, and Liu Yang was uncomfortable for a while. If you don't become a physical cultivator, just by taking a blow, I'm afraid you will be crippled.

"Give you a chance to join my Poor Qi tribe, and I can spare you from dying. Staring at Liu Yang, the old man's eyes flickered, and he thought about Aicai.

"I'll give you a chance to get out of here right away, and we can spare you from dying. Slowly getting up, Liu Yang said sarcastically.

"I can't do it. ”

Shaking his head, the old man stepped down.

A rough palm suddenly appeared and slapped it at Liu Yangtian's spiritual cover. It seems to be light, but the energy contained in it seems endless.

With a raised brow, Liu Yang turned sideways and narrowly avoided it. At the same time, he raised the sword in his hand and stabbed it at a very tricky angle.

The old man was not shocked, and with one finger shook the extremely sharp sword body out.

With the help of this force, Liu Yang distanced himself from the other party.

In the initial test, the opponent's strength is definitely several times stronger than his own. It seemed to be very easy just now, but it was actually an attack that was only carried out after being observed through the spiritual eye.

If it weren't for the Psionic Eye to help you avoid the attack, you wouldn't have to suspect that you would have already become a corpse.

Taking a deep breath, the sword yuan in Liu Yang's body surged, and the blood qi overflowed uncontrollably. The fingers he held the swordsman glowed, and the flesh became crystal clear, and the veins in it clearly emerged, looking full of power.

The blade rubbed against the air, and three sword lights appeared in an instant. Each one was not weaker than the momentum just now, and the three sword lights cooperated with each other, and from a distance, it seemed that there were three ripples in the void.

The old man walked leisurely, and easily defeated all the sword lights with a few fingers. He grabbed it with his big hand, and a terrifying suction force was aimed at Liu Yang.

His densely patterned palms glowed, like a black hole, exuding a terrifying suction.

"Not good!"

Liu Yang flew upside down uncontrollably, and the originally condensed aura on his body gradually became very weak under the influence of this force.

"It's over. The old man's voice was indifferent, and he poked a finger at the former's head.

"Poof"

The finger did not enter Liu Yang's head, but the old man's face suddenly changed. Before he could react, a touch of coldness appeared on his back.

He snorted lightly, and the dormant blood qi in his body revived, like a blood-colored rainbow piercing through the sky, emitting powerful and violent fluctuations.

A figure retreated, and Liu Yang stepped on the rock to unload his strength. His face was solemn, and his eyes were full of shock as he looked at the blood-wrapped figure.

Ahead, a stream of blood qi rose into the sky. The old man's head was full of silver threads, his cloudy eyes became very bright, and the original old figure was raised by a few points at this moment, and there was a sound like a landslide and tsunami in his body.

"You're very good at being able to force me to use my strength. With a compliment, the old man grinned, revealing his snow-white teeth.

The ground shattered, and a blood-colored figure shot in.

Sensing the terrifying fluctuations in it, Liu Yang took a deep breath. The blood qi and sword yuan in the body flowed violently, and a layer of blood also appeared around the body, but it was much thinner than the old man.

The blade of the sword shook, his eyes were like lightning, and he roared away at the figure in front of him.

In the midst of the lightning, the two figures collided together.

Liu Yang trembled, and the bones and flesh in his body seemed to fall apart. It's obviously just a person, but it feels like a tenacious and indestructible mountain, which makes his internal organs a little uncomfortable.

The sharp swordsman made the old man a little jealous, and he didn't fight with all his strength without scruples.

Facing the old man head-on, relying on the help of the spiritual eye, Liu Yang dodged left and right, and every time he avoided the opponent's terrifying attack with precision and danger. Then seize the opportunity and fight back with the extremely sharp swordsman in his hand.

The two figures were entangled, and the sword qi and fist strength collided wildly. A large area of surrounding trees collapsed, and deep holes appeared in the ground.

Although he was at an absolute disadvantage, relying on the spiritual eye ability Liu Yang to dodge the attack in advance, it was difficult for the old man to seize the opportunity to hit him hard.

In just a few moments, the two exchanged hundreds of moves.

"Bang Bang ......"

The sound of collision was continuous, like the sound of a big drum.

"How is that possible!"

Seeing this scene, Xi Ling in the distance showed an expression of disbelief. The patriarch of the Qiqi tribe was absolutely powerful and terrifying, but Liu Yang was fighting the other party head-on. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't have believed it.

The old man's eyes narrowed into a slit, and he felt very strange. He is several times faster than the opponent in terms of strength and speed, but the attacks he hits are avoided by the former again and again. It's a very bad feeling, like a fist hitting the cotton and having no effect.

"What a troublesome young man. ”

The old man's face was a little complicated, and the lines on his body surface were intertwined and brightened, and he looked very eye-catching like a vessel. In just a few moments, more than two hundred veins lit up, wrapping around his entire body, looking as if he had become a blood-colored monster.

At the same time, his originally powerful aura grew at an astonishing rate again, and soon reached an extremely terrifying height.

Satisfied with this state, he clenched his fists at will, and the void erupted with a roar. Both momentum and strength have been greatly improved.

"This ......"

Liu Yang's scalp was numb, he glanced at Zhu Hua, who was still stamping not far away, moved his lips and didn't speak after all.

He has now exhausted all his means, but the other party has just used his real power. If you continue to fight, you will be in a very dangerous situation.

However, since Zhu Hua said that he was sure to solve it, he would definitely be reasonable. Since you can't beat it, then find some way to delay it longer.

After making up his mind, Liu Yang took the initiative to distance himself.

"Young man, don't think I don't know what you're thinking. The old man's eyes were deep, and he glanced at Zhu Hua in the distance, and he said lightly: "If you dare to dodge again, I will kill him as soon as possible." ”

His tone was very cold, which made Liu Yang's face change slightly.

"Come on!"

Hooking his fingers, the old man obviously wanted Liu Yang to confront him head-on.

"Who's afraid of whom!"

With a light snort, Liu Yang roared over with a sword. The sword yuan in his body was surging, making the sound of heavenly thunder rolling, and the whole body was glowing, obviously sublimating the power to the extreme.

"Whew!"

The strength was torn, and a fist appeared out of thin air.

Fast!

It's just too fast!

Liu Yang's pupils contracted, avoiding to the left. But the speed of this fist was twice as fast as before, and although he tried to dodge, his shoulder was still grazed by the fist.

"Bang"

A figure shot out backwards. Liu Yang was hit hard and hit the stone in the distance before stopping.

"It hurts!"

Liu Yang looked down and saw that the flesh and blood on his right shoulder were blurred. If I had been a little slower just now, my entire arm would have been torn apart.

"Zi"

The leather shoes stepped on the gravel, and the old man didn't know when he appeared in front of Liu Yang. He looked indifferent, and slapped his big hand at Liu Yangtian's spiritual cover.

Sensing the terrifying pressure above his head, Liu Yang subconsciously rolled on the spot, and the whole person ejected like a long snake.

The rubble splattered, and a crater several feet deep appeared in the ground. The old man grinned, took one step, and caught up with Liu Yang's figure.