"Yan'er, it's good!"

Long Xinghe was also excited, secretly cheering for Long Yan.

In Lingwu City, the Tianwu Realm was already a super master, and now, Long Yan's strength had actually reached the height of the Martial King.

If this news is known to the Long family, I don't know how much of a sensation it will cause.

Ba Wuliang on the side was also excited, although he was forced to surrender to Long Yan, but Long Yan treated him very well and did not treat him as a servant, and now, he is willing to follow Long Yan.

With Long Yan and his talent and strength, it won't be long before he will definitely have a place in the Shenwu Continent, and following Long Yan will definitely be beneficial and harmless.

"There should be a lot of means for the little poison king, I hope the third brother can resist it. ”

Although Long Chen had confidence in Long Yan, in his heart, he was still a little worried about Long Yan.

There must be a lot of means for the little poison king to control, and he is not an ordinary martial king.

"Don't worry, the eldest brother has more means than the little poison king. ”

Zhan Wushuang folded his arms around his chest, and in his opinion, the outcome of this battle had already been decided.

In the ring.

"Little Poison King, you're just like that. ”

Long Yan looked at the little poison king and said playfully.

The strength of the little poison king is very strong, and the poisonous skills he cultivates are also extremely domineering, it is very easy to kill the first martial king, and even the second martial king has the strength to compete.

However, he cultivated the Poison God Finger, which was just right to restrain the little poison king's poisonous skills, which was equivalent to turning the advantage of the little poison king into a disadvantage, taking a big advantage.

"Boy, your strength is indeed beyond my expectations, but if you think that I only have this little means, you also underestimate my little poison king. ”

The little poison king's face was slightly gloomy.

He is a dignified martial king, and he can't even help a Tianwu Liuzhong, and his face is a little hot.

Then, the little poison king stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and a poisonous ghost claw appeared in his hand, which happened to be on his hand, and after devouring the poisonous gas, it released a bloodthirsty and gloomy aura.

"This is the Soul Booster Poison Claw, a heaven-level spirit weapon!"

Someone recognized the ghost claw in the little poison king's hand and immediately exclaimed.

"It's really a soul-destroying poisonous claw, I have long heard that the little poison king has a heaven-level spiritual weapon in his hand, but I didn't expect it to be this soul-destroying poisonous claw. ”

"The Soul Destroying Poisonous Claw is already in the hands of the Shura King's predecessors, but I didn't expect him to give it to the Little Poison King, this is a heaven-level spiritual weapon with a great reputation. ”

"It is said that this Soul Destroying Poison Claw also has a set of supporting combat skills, which are ground-level combat skills, I don't know if the little poison king has succeeded in cultivating. ”

"The little poison king is full of poisonous skills, plus the soul destroying poisonous claw in his hand, his strength has increased several times, and Long Yan is in danger. ”

......

The Soul Destroying Poisonous Claw is a heaven-level spiritual weapon with a great reputation, which has been bloodthirsty in the hands of the Shura King countless times, and it is precisely because of this Soul Destroying Poisonous Claw that the Shura King won the title of "Shura King".

Now, the Soul Destroying Poisonous Claw has fallen into the hands of the Little Poison King, with the power of the Soul Destroying Poisonous Claw, the Little Poison King has the strength to compete with the Double Martial King, even if it is to kill the Double Martial King, it is not impossible.

"Heaven-level spirit weapon?"

Long Yan raised his eyebrows, which was also expected.

The Little Poison King was the only disciple of the Shura King, and it was not surprising that he had a heaven-level spiritual weapon in his hand.

"No matter how powerful a heaven-level spirit weapon is, it can't compare to a dragon's tooth. ”

At this time, Long Yan also took out the dragon teeth.

After devouring the evil qi in the Mausoleum of the Five Emperors and the Heavenly Evil Abyss, the dragon tooth was already about to be promoted to a Dao weapon, and its true power was completely comparable to that of a Dao weapon.

"Give me death!"

As soon as the figure of the little poison king moved, he pounced towards Long Yan, grabbed it with one claw, and the soul-destroying poisonous claw grabbed the void with a sneering sound, and the incomparable strength tore towards Long Yan.

"Good time!"

The corners of Long Yan's mouth rose, and the vast true qi was injected into the dragon's teeth, and the dragon's teeth were pulled down diagonally, and a blood-colored sword light slashed towards the little poison king.

"Bang ......"

The two fought fiercely again, and the little poison king had the soul destroying poisonous claw in his hand, and his strength rose sharply, but with the blessing of the power of the dragon's teeth, Long Yan's combat power has also increased a lot, and the little poison king can't take the slightest advantage, and faintly, he still falls behind.

"How is this possible, the little poison king has a soul-destroying poisonous claw in his hand, and he can't help Long Yan?"

"Are you blind, didn't you see that Long Yan also has that blood knife, that blood knife is very weird, and its power is even more terrifying than a heaven-level spirit weapon. ”

"Long Yan's strength is really strong, the little poison king is suppressed by him, and it is estimated that the little poison king will be defeated in his hands. ”

......

At this time, the little poison king no longer has an advantage, and if it continues like this, it is likely to be defeated in the hands of Long Yan.

"Little Poison King, come up with your true means, just with this heaven-level spiritual weapon, you can't help me. ”

Of course, Long Yan knew that this was not the real strength of the Little Poison King, and if he wanted to defeat the Little Poison King, he could do it now, but he would force the Little Poison King's hole cards out.

"You forced me, Soul Scattering Poison Claw!"

The little poison king's eyes were gloomy, murderous, and a cold note slowly came out of his mouth.

At the same time, as soon as his handprints knotted, a more powerful momentum erupted from his body, and the terrifying poisonous mist spread and raged around his body, and then poured into the Soul Destroying Poisonous Claw, and the breath of the Soul Destroying Poisonous Claw became even more powerful, and a trembling sound came out.

At this moment, the void behind the little poison king distorted, and gradually conjured up a ten-meter-sized claw-shaped phantom, the phantom was constantly consolidating, and the terrifying poisonous gas spread out, and around, there were spatial ripples that were visible to the naked eye.

"Ground-level combat skills, soul scattering poisonous claws, the little poison king has finally used this move. ”

Soul Scattering Poison Claw, a ground-level combat skill matched with the Soul Destroying Poison Claw, is the hole card of the Little Poison King.

The little poison king used this hole card, which means that Long Yan has forced him to his part.

This move is likely to be the one that decides the outcome of the move.

"You must resist it!"

Zhuge Qianzhong's fists were clenched, and his palms were covered with cold sweat, this was an earth-level combat skill, and it had the amplitude of a heaven-level spiritual weapon, and the power was very terrifying.

"Three-element sword formation, Tianyuan change!"

In just a while, the sky-high sword intent erupted from Long Yan's body, filling the surroundings, and the killing intent swept out, and the sword intent condensed into a knife pattern, swimming in the void.

"Long Yan, die!"

Suddenly, the little poison king grabbed Long Yan with a fierce claw, and the ten-meter-sized pitch-black paw prints tore down from above, and five pitch-black claw marks were grabbed out of the space, and the terrifying poisonous gas collapsed down, and the breath had already locked Long Yan.

"Come on!"

At the same time, Long Yan slashed out.

The sword qi erupted thinly, and one after another killing knife patterns surged towards the little poison king, and the entire ring was shrouded in knife intent, which was completely a cage of knives.

The knife patterns condensed by the knife intent were constantly cutting the pitch-black poisonous claws, and thousands of knife patterns drowned the poisonous claws in an instant.

(End of chapter)