Look for death! ”

A powerful momentum erupted, and the spear youth grabbed it with his big hand and pounced directly on the stone room, trying to catch Dongfang Ao who was hiding in it.

"Stop!"

Yun Feiyang immediately stepped forward to stop him, he had a lot of internal strength, and he wanted to stop the spear youth.

"Like ants, they dare to attack me!"

The young man with the spear had a cold face, and his big hands turned into sharp claws, tearing through the sky and colliding with Yun Feiyang.

"Boom ......"

The strength of the two of them was very terrifying, and they sent out a shocking collision, fighting together in an instant, and in just a few breaths, there were already several killing moves.

The space shook, and the gray mist dispersed, which was extremely terrifying.

Yun Feiyang's eyes were frightened, this young man's strength was so strong, just the initial fight, Yun Feiyang felt a huge pressure.

He could completely perceive that this young man with a spear was not trying his best at all, but had a mentality of being confident and playing cat and mouse.

"Hey, the strength is not bad, you old guy, but you have a little bit of strength. But at the age of almost 100 years, this is the only point of cultivation. Ants, sure enough, are just ants! ”

The young man said with a hint of surprise, but there was more of a mocking charm in his tone.

That feeling.

It's like he got 99 points in the exam, walked over and looked at your test paper, and said lightly: "Hey, that's good, I actually scored 70 points." ”

Yun Feiyang felt that he had been greatly insulted.

"Sword!"

His Ancient Moon Sword flew out in an instant, and a powerful sword intent rushed into the sky, his mood changed, and the killing intent was overwhelming.

Although Qin Nanming only pointed out one or two sentences at random, it was not enough for him to have a substantial breakthrough, but it had already made him faintly find the direction.

The sword qi is incomparably sharp, sharp, and domineering.

"Huh? Your sword is good, and it has a bit of charm. The young man with the spear was even more surprised, and couldn't help but admire.

"Hmph, the old man is a sword saint, the clouds are flying!"

Yun Feiyang said proudly.

He is a sword saint and does not want to be despised and insulted.

"Haha, Sword Saint Cloud Flying? Just because you are also worthy of being called a sword master, it really makes people laugh off their big teeth. If that person knows, I don't know how ridiculous it would be. ”

The spear-speared young man let out a loud laugh, the expression on his face was very disdainful.

Juggernaut?

It's ridiculous that this bad old man is also worthy!

Yun Feiyang's face changed, he had never suffered such an insult.

"Yes, then I'll let you see if the old man is so ridiculous!"

Yun Feiyang shouted violently, and the sword momentum suddenly reached its peak, and the endless sword intent was fierce in all directions, traversing the sky.

"Ants who don't do their best!"

Yun Feiyang's sword momentum is terrifying, one after another terrifying sword rays are cut out, and the white sword rays are like pure moonlight, and they are like filaments, which can cut through the void, and the power is very terrifying.

The spear youth sneered, and his big hand burst out with a burst of light, like a divine light protector, and grabbed it directly towards the sword that flew in the clouds.

"Boom!" The sword exploded, and the young man's palm was as white as jade, and he was not damaged in the slightest.

What the!

Yun Feiyang's face changed wildly, and his heart was shaken trembly.

Lin Yao's face was also constantly changing, this young man was so terrifying?

In the ancient martial arts world, when did there be such a terrifying character?

Don't...... Is he one of the messengers?

Yes, it must be an oracle!

Lin Yao suddenly guessed with certainty that only the divine envoy would appear this demonic figure.

No one knows how terrifying the Divine Messenger is.

"Boom!"

The battle had reached a fever pitch, the clouds flew to the top, the sword pierced the sky, and across the sky, a large area of gray mist was blown away, and the surrounding ruins were destroyed.

In front of the strength of the eighth layer of the Holy Warrior, these dilapidated halls could not support them at all, and turned into smoke and dust.

As for the man with a spear, he responded to the enemy with a pair of big hands, very indifferently, advancing and retreating in a measured manner, as if everything was under control.

"With this bit of strength, you dare to be called a sword master?"

"Ridiculous!"

The spearman scoffed again.

This ridiculous sentence deeply stung Yun Feiyang and made anger rise in his heart.

He's not impulsive, and he's not a brainless idiot.

It was his arrogance, which was deeply shattered, if he could not be angry.

It's like a doctoral student, who was trampled on by a kindergarten child in terms of knowledge, how can he still remain calm and maintain his demeanor.

"Wanyue Sword!"

Yun Feiyang shouted violently and used his own killing move, and suddenly a blood-red light bloomed from his body, and there was blood and qi condensed towards the sword body, which was an endless killing intent.

He slashed out with a sword, and it was a blood-red light, more than a dozen zhang long, crossing the sky and shocking the sky.

This sword ray is like a broken blood moon.

It's amazingly powerful.

"Hmph, ants are always ants!"

The spear youth snorted coldly, his big hand shone brightly, and he grabbed the sword again.

"Bang!"

This time, the spear young man's body finally retreated dozens of meters, and his palms trembled slightly.

If you look closely, you can see that there is a slight trace of blood on the tiger's mouth on the right palm of the spear youth.

Although only slightly.

"Mole ant, you've me off!"

The spear youth was finally angry, his eyes were cold, there was murderous intent rolling, and a monstrous momentum rushed into the sky, like a mountain-like coercion, making Yun Feiyang's body tremble.

Lin Yao, who was on the side, felt even more difficult to breathe.

She wanted to come forward to help, but she knew very well that she could only be killed in seconds.

In the eyes of everyone, the powerful holy warriors, among them, are just the beginning.

"Get out of here!"

The spear youth was furious, endless aura gushed out, and the surrounding air fluctuated violently, like the collapse of a mountain, and the powerful power made people's hearts shake.

"Poof!"

Yun Feiyang was knocked away, and his figure retreated a hundred meters, and his face turned pale.

He was shocked and shocked.

This spear young man is too powerful, and he has used the most powerful killing move, but it is only to tear the palm of his hand.

And just a hint.

And the other party slapped angrily, and he couldn't catch it at all.

The most terrifying thing is that this young man with a spear has not yet shot!

He didn't give it his all at all!

Yun Feiyang's heart was extremely shocked, there was such a strong person in the ancient martial arts world.

Unless Lin Yi'an was born!

"Who the hell are you?"

Yun Feiyang asked sharply.

"It's just an ant, you don't deserve to know my name."

The speared youth smiled lightly.

"What kind of person are you, a mouthful of ants, are you a god?"

Yun Feiyang's chest erupted with anger and he asked sharply.

"In front of a warrior like you, I am indeed a god!"

The young man with a spear, speaking coldly and arrogantly, was as imposing as a rainbow.

Lin Yao's heart shook wildly, this young man with a spear, it seems that his identity is really not simple!

"Bang!"

At this time, the stone chamber exploded, and Qin Nanming finally absorbed the clear spring liquid and flew out of the stone chamber.

The spear youth's eyes flashed as he looked at the man in a black robe, black hair like ink, and a silver mask.

He asked lightly: "You, are you Dongfang Ao?" ”

His haughty tone was like a god on high questioning his courtiers.

"It's just an ant, you don't deserve to know my name."

Man in a silver mask, faint = opening.

The spear youth's face changed instantly, and he knew that the masked man was mocking him.

However, with this kind of waste, you dare to mock yourself?

I really don't know whether to live or die.

"Mole ants? If I were an ant, what would you be? The spearman scoffed.

"I am the god in your eyes!"

The man in the silver mask opened his mouth lightly.

Killing Intent.

Bloom instantly.

The speared young man was finally angry, and he was so ridiculed by this silver-masked man, and the killing intent in his heart could no longer be suppressed.

"If you talk like that, I promise, you'll regret it for the rest of your life."

The spear youth said coldly.

"In the presence of a crippled cultivator like you, I am indeed a god."

The man in the silver mask shook his head slightly.

What the!

Crippled cultivator!

The spear young man's heart shook wildly, and from the first day of his cultivation, he knew it from his master.

The exercises they practice are the exercises of cultivators in legends.

However, his exercises are incomplete and incomplete.

Therefore, you can only be counted as a semi-cultivator!

This secret is not known to today's warriors, how did this masked man see it?