The cyan sword squeezed the surrounding air, and a sharp aura swept out of the swords.

When the sword rushed, the smile on the corner of Yangtian's mouth quickly became indifferent, as if he had changed in an instant, and a fierce intent pierced Tianyu.

In the palm of his hand, the spiritual power surged, and the fiery red spiritual power swept away, directly shattering the bluestone floor, his body was like lightning, his hands were like eagle claws, and the fiery red spiritual power exuded fiery fluctuations, heading straight for the cyan sword.

Boom!

Yang Tianzhang's spiritual power swept out, colliding head-on with the cyan sword, a muffled sound sounded, and the waves of spiritual power visible to the naked eye quickly spread.

The surging spiritual power in the palm of his hand quickly collapsed, and then Yang Tian's figure quickly retreated.

"Hmph."

Zhao Qiang's face was cold, he snorted lowly, and then quickly gathered spiritual power, raising the sky with his bare hands, which obviously made him angry.

Zhao Qiang did not hesitate at all, and his spiritual power surged, forming a sword again, and this time the sword was even more brilliant.

The fluctuation of spiritual power caused the buildings in the courtyard to be stabbed with thousands of holes, and if it continues like this, I am afraid that the building will eventually lose its support and collapse.

Yang Tian looked at Zhao Qiang, who was aggressive, smiled slightly, glanced at Hu Long in the distance, and then quickly rushed towards Zhao Qiang with his bare hands again.

What about the five stages of the Spirit? I'll let you try my physical strength.

Rumble!

In the rushing Yangtian, the spiritual power contracted instantaneously, and there was no luster, but the slender body, at this time, a very strong qi and blood power surged out.

Bing Nuoyi's ice eyes looked at Yang Tian, and a trace of surprise flashed in her beautiful eyes, obviously the power of qi and blood that erupted from the young man's body surprised her.

During the rush, the chest became hotter and hotter, and the black hole tattoo under the skin appeared faintly on it at this time, and the speed was slow.

A trace of black gas, imperceptibly, overflowed from the tattoo and flowed everywhere on Yangtian's body.

The first turn of the nine-turn training body, Dacheng realm!

Since he started to practice, Yang Tian has paid more and more attention to it, and he always feels that when the Nine Turns Cultivation Body is cultivated to the extreme, it will be extremely terrifying.

Now he has copper skin and iron bones, and has mysterious power, and he can be compared to a sixth-stage martial artist of the spirit disciple in the Dacheng realm, which is the benefit of physical training.

Zhao Qiang's eyes flashed violently, his figure flew away, and between the two swords, the majestic spiritual power exploded, and the Dao overflowed with sharp swords, slashing directly at Yang Tian's body.

After a while, the clothes on Yang Tian's upper body had already been shattered, and the power of qi and blood was shocked, and the shirt with rags was directly shattered in the next second.

Yang Tian was naked, looking down at the white marks on his chest, and after a while, the white marks that were slashed by the knife also faded.

"Hooligans plus exhibitionists."

Bing Nuoyi had a plain face like a light veil, and he didn't know what to think, so he blushed slightly and said lightly.

However, in his eyes, he looked straight at Yangtian's chest, where a black hole was tattooed, which was really weird.

"Boy, give me death."

Zhao Qiangqiang was angry, his face was gloomy and uncertain, and Yang Tian's relaxed advance and retreat made him feel provocative.

"Storm of Knives!"

Zhao Qiang shouted, and the double knives slashed out, and in mid-air, suddenly cyan spiritual power rolled out like flames, sweeping the ground, and the ground was suddenly full of holes.

That rolling spiritual power, above the spiral, a small storm quickly took shape, which was a combination of countless spiritual power swords.

All the objects that swept into it shattered in an instant, and the momentum was huge.

Zhao Qiang's face turned pale, obviously trying his best to urge this spiritual skill, so that the spiritual power in his body was swept away by more than fifty percent at once, but then Zhao Qiang laughed hideously.

Because whenever he fought with a martial artist, he sent out this Yellow Order high-level Broken Knife Storm, and a martial artist of the same realm was often in it and was hanged.

Even if Yang Tian's physique is really strong, that won't work!

Yang Tian's footsteps stopped suddenly, and his dark eyes stared closely at the small storm that swept in, and his eyes flashed with a trace of solemnity.

Airplanes!

The small storm came violently, and even if the speed of the sky was extremely fast, it could not dodge, and its head was covered.

Suddenly, the center of the storm made a louder noise, and the surrounding buildings, under the fierce knife of the storm, were stabbed by the puff, staggered, and collapsed.

"Haha, Brother Zhao Qiang's shot is different."

Hu Long quickly came to Zhao Qiang's side, looked at the soaring storm in the courtyard, and laughed.

Zhao Qiang's full force, he knew that the power was extraordinary, and it was with this move that Zhao Qiang's status as a blood wolf ranked third.

"Hmph, jumping clown, offend my Blood Wolf Mercenary Group, this is what will happen to him."

Zhao Qiang pulled his lips and smiled, slightly hideous, and then he looked at Bing Nuoyi, with a fiery look in his eyes.

Hu Long was smiling strangely beside him, slowly following closely in case Bing Nuoyi suddenly escaped.

"Hehe, Brother Zhao Qiang let me make a move, I just need to drink some soup."

Hu Long laughed strangely, and with Zhao Qiang's consent, the laughter became even more rampant, and he strode towards Bing Nuoyi.

A hint of disgust flashed in her beautiful eyes, but Bing Noi didn't move, because she sensed the center of the storm, and at this moment, a more powerful force suddenly surged into it.

"Haha, beauty, just tie your hands, my big brother Zhao Qiang won't treat you badly."

Hu Long smiled strangely, staring at Bing Nuoyi to prevent her from escaping, and just as he was about to make a strong move, suddenly a terrifying wind came from behind him.

"Kill yourself, she's not something you can touch."

Rumble!

A wolf-like force of qi and blood suddenly came from the center of the storm, and immediately after, a figure quickly flashed out, and the fist was swirled with a shiny red glow.

'Poof'

Hu Long turned around quickly, but in the next second, his figure was quickly thrown into the air, blood spat wildly in the air, and his spiritual power quickly withered, and even his vitality faded.

With a bang, Hu Long's body fell to the ground hard, lifeless, and a fist-sized hole in his chest lit up.

"You.."

Zhao Qiang's face changed greatly, and he looked at Yang Tian in disbelief, no matter how he imagined it, he couldn't imagine that Yang Tian was unhindered.

I saw that at this time, there was a black intent on the surface of his body, accompanied by a black hole in his chest, which was a bit weird.

"You don't have to go."

Yang Tian's face couldn't see any waves, and his body shot quickly, like a sharp sword, fast and fast, with a whistling wind.

Zhao Qiang was startled, hurriedly mobilized his spiritual power, and slashed towards Yang Tian angrily.

Bang! Bang!

Dao Dao sword mang, accurately slashed on Yang Tian's body, but Yang Tian's body was still extremely fast and unhindered.

"You.."

Zhao Qiang's color changed again, he couldn't help but retreat, and quickly took out an object from his arms with his left hand and quickly pulled it away.

Shout!

A sharp sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded, followed by a thick red smoke.

Assembly order, Yang Tian secretly said in his heart that it was not good, this fireworks-like communication object, Yang Tian was in the demon beast forest, but he had seen it, naturally, he was no stranger to it.

After the assembly order was released into the air, Zhao Qiang did not stop his body at all, and his body swept out violently.

Obviously, Yangtian has the same level of cultivation as him, but his strength really makes him feel cold, if he continues to fight like this, he will die on this trip.

"Since you're here, stay for me."

Yang Tian let out a faint sound, his slender fingers were slightly together, the ghostly light flashed, and the purple demon was held in the palm of his hand.

Zhao Qiang's correspondence made Yang Tian realize that something was wrong, so he didn't keep it and went all out.

Rumble!

Suddenly, the fiery red spiritual power, like tumbling magma, rolled out of the dantian, and the shaking air actually made a muffled sound.

His feet stomped on the ground, and a crack suddenly cracked in the ground, and Yang Tian's body was like a sharp arrow after a full bow, and it came out quickly, and along the way, the ground was scraped up by spiritual power into a deep ravine.

"Don't!"

Zhao Qiang's complexion changed greatly, and the fierce spiritual power behind him made him feel frightened, and he couldn't care about anything anymore, and he ran away without losing his strength.

Layers of fire shadows swung in the air, layer upon layer, like rolling waves, the sharp shadow of the gun, so that all obstacles in front of them were swept away.

Hokage Spearmanship!

Suddenly, Yang Tian's figure turned into a red shadow, and quickly stabbed at Zhao Qiang's back, like a deep sea demon dragon.

With a stabbing sound, the cyan spiritual power light curtain condensed behind Zhao Qiang shattered, and then, an iron spear was unhindered, destroying the withered and decaying body, bringing up a puddle of blood.

Feeling the spiritual power that was slowly being pulled not far away, Yang Tian was indifferent, and then withdrew the purple demon, Zhao Qiang's body fell and fell to the ground.

After a while, another strong spiritual power was once again pulled by the black hole above the dantian, slowly surging into the cave and quickly refining.

Bing Nuo Yilian moved slightly, glanced at Yang Tian and didn't speak, not knowing what he was thinking.

Taking a few steps back cautiously, Yang Tian couldn't figure out what Bing Nuoyi meant, and only spoke after half a sound.

"Last time, you broke in by yourself, you looked at me, it's good that I didn't ask you to be responsible, you don't have to make trouble."

Rumble!

A violent spiritual power swept out of Bing Nuoyi's body, and the white clothes swayed endlessly, and even the temperature of this piece of heaven and earth dropped slightly.

"You're not allowed to mention this." Bing Nuoyi's silver teeth were gritted, no matter how good her cultivation was, she couldn't bear this, and said in a cold tone: "If you mention it, I will chop up your things." ”

Then Bing Nuoyi's gaze dropped slightly.

Yang Tian's heart was shocked, and he felt a coldness in his crotch, and at the same time, from the spiritual power just now, he clearly felt that this Fan Luo, who did not belong to the Spirit Disciple Realm, seemed to be a person in the Spirit Disciple Realm.

Holding back the coldness in his heart, Yang Tian took a few steps back again, he couldn't figure out what Bing Nuoyi meant.

At this moment, not far away, around the corner, there was a sudden sound of footsteps, accompanied by the whistling sound of spiritual power, and they were rushing towards this side.

After a while, a figure appeared in front of the two of them, and Yang Tian shouted again in his heart that it was not good, the person who came turned out to be Zhao Shan, the second leader of the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group, the strength of the seventh stage of the spirit disciple.

It seems that Zhao Qiang, whom he killed before, obviously has something to do with Zhao Shan.

Zhao Shan's spiritual power was galloping, and he quickly came here, and when he saw Zhao Qiang's corpse lying on the bluestone street, his eyes suddenly turned red, and a killing intent swept out.

Suddenly raising his head, Zhao Shan's red eyes were staring at the purple demon in Yangtian's hand, and blood was dripping from the tip of the spear.

"Boy, I'm going to let you die a good death and bury my brother with me."

Zhao Shan shouted angrily, the tiger's eyes widened angrily, and a substantial murderous aura swept out, and the majestic spiritual power swept like a sea, and the extremely strong spiritual power swept towards Yangtian.

Under that spiritual power, the ancient trees on both sides of the street were destroyed and broken by the spiritual power, and the bluestone floors were lifted one after another and shattered.

Yang Tian was shocked, under this spiritual power, he felt extremely deep pressure, obviously the current strength of the seventh stage of the spirit disciple was not something he could deal with, unless he worked hard.

Just when he was hesitating, Bing Nuoyi beside him, his jade mouth opened lightly, and a nice voice came out, but the street became even colder.

"Slug."

Then, under Yang Tian's shocked gaze, he saw a long sword suddenly appear in Bing Nuoyi's hand, and the sword body was even more chilling.

Recite!

With the slight swing of Bing Nuoyi's hand, the long sword made a crisp sound of sword roar, and suddenly, a white sword light extended from the sword body, several zhang long, like ten thousand years of ice, making people feel cold in their bones.

Then, ice edges formed under the eaves on both sides of the street, and the ground was covered with a layer of ice, and the cold was overwhelming.

Shout!

The white sword mang, several zhang long, rose in the air against the storm, and swept away towards Zhao Shan, the chill on the sword mang, so that before the sword mang, Zhao Shan had taken the lead in being frozen into an iceman.

Bang!

The next moment, the sword attacked, and Zhao Shan, who had frozen into an iceman, suddenly turned into countless pieces of solid ice under this sword light.

Tightly swordsman, Zhao Shan, who was a spirit disciple of the seventh stage, and the second leader of the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group, had no power to resist and died tragically in an instant.

Yang Tian couldn't hold back the shock in his heart any longer, and looked at Bing Nuoyi, this is definitely the strength of the Spirit Warrior Realm!