"Deathmatch, let you comprehend the Kuixing Mountain mastery that I just absorbed! The fatal blow, although it is only one word different from your fatal sword, but the power is not comparable to that of you, a young man! ”

Ling Yan shouted, and suddenly, one hand turned into a fist, like a cheetah-like anti-heaven force, began to rush towards the fist from all over the body, and in the blink of an eye, the fist was completely wrapped by the heavy anti-heaven force, and in an instant, it struck towards the death.

Poof..

Before the fist arrived, the anti-heaven breath directly pierced a hole in the abdomen of the death fight!

With the intent of the fist alone, it can kill and injure people, and if this fist is directly hit on the person, what effect will it have?? Can this kind of power break the sky?

The pitch-black space trembled, vibrate, and kept shaking, and the pitch black in all directions began to slowly crack... It's like, by some kind of sudden breath, to tear alive!!

Powerful attack power, enough to reverse the sky!

Death Fight's face was like ashes, and he kept retreating, covering the blood hole in his abdomen with one hand, and holding the sword in the other, slashing towards Ling Yan.

He never thought that Ling Yan's strength would be far beyond his imagination!! The whole senses of the death match are put to the maximum, and he knows that between the two, if they don't work hard, the end will be failure! Death!!

"It's just a low-grade celestial weapon!"

Ling Yan threw a backhand punch, turned around, and struck at the sword.

actually used flesh and blood to touch this divine weapon!

Ling Yan's move can be described as arrogant to the extreme!!

"Boy, you are too crazy, not only do the gods not like the immodest people, but the people who dare to fight with the gods also don't like it, today you died here, and you also responded to a sentence from your Shenzhou, and you are to blame!!"

Deathfight's eyes flashed with blood, he roared angrily, his neck turned red, his fighting spirit was substantial, and he was almost dripping blood, and the blood sword burned at this moment.

Bang dang..

A crisp sound, in this space where only the breath is left flowing, is extremely loud..

"What?"

The strength of Deathmatch's body collapsed instantly, and then there was a strange look in his throat and eyes, and he spit out several mouthfuls of blood in a row.

On the other hand, the blood sword in his hand... It's shattered!

Broken!! Deathfight saw it clearly, and his situation at this time clearly told him that it was broken!!

Empty fist to break the sword, and it is also a low-grade heavenly weapon!! It's not just about strength, it's about skill, the skill to minimize damage. The kind of skill that understands the force and the utensils very well!!

This person? You know??

This punch directly crushed all the power of Deathmatch!

Whoa, whoa, whoa..

All kinds of aura were overwhelming, and they ran wildly, and it was not until they returned to Ling Yan's side that they slowly eased down.

"That's what you're capable of?"

With a wave of Ling Yan's hand, the pitch-black space on all sides was immediately shattered, and the surrounding area was restored to the scenery of the forest, birds and beasts, and a light breeze.

Ling Yan is not very thorough in the comprehension of the true recipe of ascending things, but because of this fragment, Ling Yan has also studied a little bit of some grade artifacts, and for the skill of force, it can only be said that the strength of the six changes in the body realm has achieved this, although there are only six changes, but Ling Yan feels that this small six changes, under his own play, seems to have the power of seven changes!

And looking at the death match, the weapon was destroyed, his own origin was injured, his abdomen was pierced, and his strength was dissipated, at this time, he didn't have any combat effectiveness at all....

"Humph!"

Deathfight raised his gloomy eyes, stared at Ling Yan deadly, and was silent...

The seventh-ranked patriarch of the Fighting God Hall was defeated so miserably...

"It seems that I have to go to the Fighting God Palace, come to the door to challenge, your strength can't stimulate my potential too much!"

Ling Yan shook his head lightly, turned around and stepped on the clouds, preparing to fly in the air. If the death match is lost, he naturally won't talk too much nonsense.

However, the moment he turned around, Deathfight suddenly roared angrily, and the sword body in his hand was already shattered, leaving only a piece of the bloody sword with only a piece of the hilt, stabbing towards the heart of Ling Yan's back.

"Sword of Gods and Demons!! Boy, I want you to die today!! To snow my shame!!! ”

Deathmatch let out an unwilling roar.

Suddenly, the remnant sword bloomed with two rays of light, one black and one white, black, awe-inspiring, and white radiant.

The speed was extremely fast, and even Ling Yan didn't react, but when he saw two rays of light, one black and one white, shining on both sides of Ling Yan, in an instant, the two lights quickly transformed, turning into two majestic and domineering huge gods.

One God, one demon.

God of the day! A Demon God!! One good and one evil!!

The two gods seem to be carved out of a mold, extremely similar, but black, the evil spirit is like a snake, constantly trembling, white, the light is slowly entwined, the two gods are dozens of feet high, both are wearing light armor, with a cloak hanging behind them, swinging with the wind, so not majestic.

But... Ling Yan didn't have the leisure to admire the heroic posture of these two gods at this time, the huge sword they hung on their waists had been quickly drawn out by them, raised high, and the power of splitting the ground emanated from their arms.

"Slash!!"

Deathfight roared angrily, and the hand holding the remnant sword directly waved at Ling Yan in the void.

"Slash!"

At the same time, the two gods and demons also let out such a dull roar, and a sword slashed down, a huge sword, both flanked, vowing to slash Ling Yan under the sword.

"Nine Shadows Flash!!"

Ling Yan immediately urged Jiuyou to flash, and suddenly, a wall of qi about five meters thick appeared one meter above Ling Yan's head.

Bang dang..

Two swords, one black and one white, crashed into the qi wall, but although the sword was a little stagnant, it still cut the qi wall.

Ling Yan was frightened, and he couldn't stop it in a flash... Not even much of their attacks were unloaded?

Sonorous...

The white light flickered, and the twilight was in the air.

Click...... Click...

The black and white swords were successfully framed by Ling Yan, but this blow was really strong... Ling Yan felt that his arm was so sore, and the nerves of his entire body were also turbulent.... It's not uncomfortable...

"Hey, hey.."

As soon as Deathfight saw it, he was immediately overjoyed, and with a wave of the remnant sword, a huge fighting spirit sword blade shot towards Ling Yan...

This move, although it can't kill Ling Yan, and even his defense can't be broken, but it can obviously have an impact on Ling Yan, at this critical moment, if Ling Yan has any abnormal movement, it will affect his defense, if there is a half-point difference, then, the two swords on his head will definitely split it...

However, at this moment, Ling Yan suddenly emitted a little black smoke from his body...

This blackness, and the blackness of the black gods, are obviously two different concepts.

Pull out the ghosts, the king of ghosts!

Ling Yan ignored the move of the death match, raised his head, looked at the two gods, suddenly closed his abdomen, opened his big mouth, and a stream of air came from his mouth...

"I feel it... The power of the soul .."

(Starting the day after tomorrow, 3 shifts a day, 3K words per shift, still the old saying, the time is set at 12 noon, 19 pm, and 24 o'clock..... Recently, the data is not strong, the old fire is ready to see the time to break out, I hope you can support more, now it may be a little dull, but the ** behind, the old fire will not disappoint you! )