"The cultivation in the later stage of Mahayana is nothing more than that!"

The silver dragon's voice was full of disdain, and at the same time, the figure flickered, and at the same time flying towards Fan Feihua, a silver dragon claw with the size of ten zhang grabbed Fan Feihua as fast as lightning.

"It's really damn it! If I wasn't too seriously injured now to fully exert my strength in the late Mahayana period, this silver dragon wouldn't be my opponent at all!"

Fan Feihua cursed in his heart, and the silver long sword in his hand slashed out, and suddenly one after another silver sword rays burst out, as if even the space had been split.

Boom Boom!

In the continuous rumbling sound, the silver dragon claw was split by the sword, and a sword slashed on the body of the silver dragon, the silver scales of the silver dragon were all crushed, and a large piece of flesh and blood was chopped off, and the body suddenly had a long, deep bone wound, and the dragon flesh rolled up, and the blood was dripping.

Roar!

The silver dragon was injured, both angry and painful, and at the same time as he roared, the dragon's tail also struck Fan Feihua's body, pumping him backwards and flying out.

Fan Feihua was hit by the tail of the silver dragon, his body was strongly concussed, his qi and blood boiled, the reverse blood gushed up his throat, the blood in his mouth spurted continuously, his face became a little paler, and he fell into the sea with a "bang".

"There is still some gap between my strength and him, but the gap is not big, and his physical body is not as strong as my physical body, not to mention that he is already injured!

The thought flashed in Yinlong's heart, and regardless of the injuries on his body, he immediately disappeared in place, and flew wildly towards the location where Fan Feihua fell into the sea.

However, before the silver dragon could fly, a huge water sword of 100 zhang suddenly slashed out on the sea below, slashing towards the silver dragon.

Roar!

The silver dragon had actually discovered it a long time ago, but there was no fear in his eyes, and he roared angrily, and directly faced the huge water sword, and then the battle of one man and one dragon began again.

At this time, above the sea in the distance, Ma Qingyuan, Ji Caishan, and Ji Cailing, two sisters, had already stopped, watching the battle here from afar.

"He was actually able to compete with the mid-Mahayana powerhouse of the Dark Demon Sect? His strength was so strong? No, it wasn't powerful, but it was enough to describe it as terrifying!"

Ma Qingyuan's face was shocked, he couldn't believe the battle situation in his eyes, and the waves in his heart were not inferior to the stormy waves in the battlefield, and even exceeded.

Ji Caishan's eyes widened, and his face was full of disbelief: "Ye Daoyou is really hiding it too deeply, I thought that his strength was only comparable to the peak of the Yuan Infant Stage, but now we have found out that we have far underestimated his strength!"

Where is his strength comparable to the peak of the Yuan Infant Stage, this is not weaker than the middle Mahayana stage, and he is a mid-Mahayana powerhouse who has cultivated the secret art of supernatural powers!

If he is a person who has not cultivated the secret art of supernatural powers, is it not even a strong person in the late Mahayana stage who is no match for him? This is too unbelievable......

"Fortunately, we didn't offend him before, otherwise, where would we have a chance now, to be able to see his true strength? His strength is really terrifying!

If he wants to kill us, he doesn't need to use all his strength at all, and even if we resist with all our might, he can easily crush us to death!"

Ji Cailing's eyes were also shocked, but he also felt extremely happy in his heart, and then couldn't help but envy: "It's really frightening and enviable! If I can have such a strong strength, what a wonderful thing it would be!"

Ji Caishan said to Ma Qingyuan and asked, "Senior Brother Ma, what do you say about this battle, what will be the final result?"

"What the final result will be, it's hard to say now!"

Ma Qingyuan said: "However, no matter what the final result is, we must leave here immediately now, otherwise if the Mahayana period of the Black Demon Sect wins, our fate will be miserable!"

Ji Caishan said worriedly: "However, if we leave like this, and in the end Ye Daoyou wins, won't we offend him?"

"With Ye Daoyou's strength, he can force us to tell us the location of the island where Tianliuguo is located, but he didn't do that, which shows that he still has a certain principle in doing things.

Now that we're leaving, I'm sure he'll understand our struggles, and if he wins, he'll be back in touch, and he won't blame us...... So, our best bet now is to leave immediately!"

"It seems that we can only do this, I hope he will be okay in the end!"

"Let's go!"

So, Ma Qingyuan and Ji Caishan immediately told Ji Cailing the result of the discussion, and then the three of them didn't have the heart to watch the battle, their figures disappeared, and they immediately flew away into the distance.

......

Yinlong and Fan Feihua fought together again, and on the other sea, the battle between Ye Cuo and Gong Mingshan was also extremely fierce.

Boom Boom!

In the rumbling sound, the figures of Ye Cuo and Gong Mingshan were uncontrollable and smashed into the sea, but in an instant, the figures of the two flew out of the sea again.

"My current strength is equivalent to the early stage of Mahayana that has cultivated the secret art of supernatural powers, and it is stronger than the middle stage of Mahayana without cultivating the secret art of supernatural powers, but if I encounter the middle stage of Mahayana that has cultivated the secret art of supernatural powers, I will not be an opponent. ”

A thought flashed in Ye Cuo's heart: "Fortunately, he was seriously injured before, otherwise, I can only protect myself now, at most I can hurt him, and the possibility of killing him is very small......"

"Your strength is really beyond my expectations, but if you only have this means, you can stop struggling, and give up resisting obediently!"

Gong Mingshan looked at Ye Cuo, his eyes flashed with a cold light: "Hand over your cultivation techniques, hand over all the treasures on your body, if you can satisfy me, I may be able to give you a happy ......"

Ye Cuo sneered, with a disdainful expression on his face: "Death is on the verge of death, and you still miss my treasures?" Then I want to see what else you are capable of!"

"I really don't know what to do! Your cultivation method is indeed very powerful, but your realm is too low to exert its power at all!

If you have the Mahayana realm, even if it's just the pre-Mahayana realm, I really can't help you now, but you're only in the pre-primordial realm......"

Gong Mingshan snorted coldly: "Hmph, do you think that's all I have to do? Since you are so ignorant, then I'll let you taste the power of my Dark Demon Sect's second-ranked supernatural secret art!"

Gong Mingshan's hand suddenly had a black big knife about two meters long with a jagged back, and a thick black light poured out from his body, completely enveloping his figure.

Just in the blink of an eye, a black figure more than ten meters high appeared above the sea, like a demon from hell, with a hideous and abnormal face, which can stop children from crying at night.

"Dark Devil Blade!"

The tall figure opened his mouth, and Gong Mingshan's violent shout came out of his mouth, and then a black giant knife, like a black lightning, seemed to split the space, and slashed away angrily at Ye Cuo.

(End of chapter)