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Many people on the viewing platform were extremely happy to see that Yang Xiaomu was about to lose, and of course, the happiest thing was that Yan Luo was slapped in the face.

As for those words of consolation......

It's not so much a consolation, but more like ridicule and ridicule, although the righteousness is awe-inspiring, but if Yang Xiaomu is really in any danger, they won't come to the rescue at all.

Anyway, it has nothing to do with himself, and besides, it is also what Yan Luo himself said, Yang Xiaomu's life and death are insignificant at all, as long as he can slap Yan Luo in the face and be happy, the most important thing is to be happy.

"Why should Brother Yan be annoyed by such a trivial matter, he is not bad to be able to come to this point, after all, there is a big difference between martial artists and martial arts sects, if you are not happy in your heart, you can teach him a lesson afterwards, and there is not much need to save him if he dies!" The god-level old man comforted him again, he was quite generous, at least he didn't write schadenfreude on his face.

"Will you lose? A bunch of short-sighted idiots! As if he hadn't heard, a strange smile appeared on his face.

Although his voice was not loud, he did not deliberately suppress it, and with the ears and eyes of a god-level powerhouse, he would definitely be able to hear it clearly.

"Humph! See how you end up! Therefore, after hearing Yama's words, a flash of anger flashed on the old man's face, but he concealed it well, and immediately turned his gaze to the two people who were fighting.

At this time, Yang Xiaomu, who was shrouded in golden training, did feel great pressure and a fatal crisis.

The Heaven Destroying Divine Halberd was really strong, and the terrifying aura it emitted made people's souls tremble, as if it could pierce the sky, as if it could tear the earth apart. Even the onlookers felt palpitations. Especially Yang Xiaomu, who was in the center of the attack, was particularly violent, he knew very well that if he didn't burst out all the hole cards, he might really be killed, but he also understood better that this was his chance.

Shengsheng suppressed the idea of using the knife and brought the God Aurora Canglong Transformation to the extreme.

Seeing that the halberd was about to fall from the top of his head, Yang Xiaomu felt that the air seemed to freeze, and he felt as uncomfortable as if he was sealed in glass.

The golden halberd and Yang Xiaomu seemed to form a huge amber, and he was about to be permanently suppressed.

Fast!

Faster!

Be sure to be faster!

A voice roared, and at this moment, there was only one thought left in Yang Xiaomu's heart, the only thought, and even time seemed to stand still.

Rumble!

Finally!

The unrivaled halberd fell!

There was a dazzling golden light in sight, but then there was a tremor of the earth, and the black sand within a radius of a hundred meters was overturned, and if the endless desert was angry, it set off a huge black wave.

It's not going to die, is it?

This is the question on everyone's mind.

But in the next moment, the thoughts in people's hearts were ruthlessly shattered, and with a high dragon roar, a golden dragon soared into the air, like a dragon jumping out of the abyss, flying in the sky!

In the Dacheng period, the god Aurora Canglong changed.

Yang Xiaomu was right, he didn't burst out with all his strength, but under great pressure, he sublimated his speed to the extreme, and finally pushed the God Aurora Canglong Transformation to Dacheng.

The combat skills of the Dacheng period are incomparably powerful, such as light like a dragon, like lightning and rain, and they also contain terrifying lethality.

As the body moved, the air was evacuated everywhere it passed, and then compressed into air cannonballs, blasting at the enemy.

If he rampages into an ordinary person, he can shock the other party to death and shatter before he gets close!

The change of situation was only an instant, and Yang Xiaomu suppressed the opponent breathlessly with his unparalleled speed, and it was not an exaggeration to even say that he was beaten!

As the so-called martial arts in the world, they are invincible, only fast and unbreakable! When the speed is high enough, the destructive power caused is unimaginable. As long as the speed is fast enough, even if it is just a small stone, it can kill a master!

Bang bang bang......

Yang Xiaomu's fist hit the flesh, flashing and moving like a dragon of light criss-crossed, and the moves did not fail, falling on Chen Zhantian's body.

Kechen Zhantian couldn't even touch the corners of his clothes, and he obviously saw that it was cut on his body, but after all, it was all an afterimage, and the next moment it must have hit his body at an incredible angle.

"It's too ......"

Everyone felt speechless, it was really powerless to encounter such an enemy, he would not clash with you head-on at all, he had no combat power but could not exert it at all, and he was as aggrieved as he wanted.

But more people's hearts are awe-inspiring, and they can force Chen Zhantian to this point, just ask how many people can there be in the younger generation.

"Ahh Darn! Bastard, dare you fight me! "The grief and indignation of Chen Zhantian roared again and again, and the depression in his heart had nowhere to vent, even if there were defensive combat skills such as 'Demon Flame Remnant Tyrant', he was still extremely embarrassed, especially in the face of this almost powerless speed, which made him even more crazy.

"I'm going to make you bastard, you don't have a clean mouth!" The voice obviously sounded in front of him, but he was slammed on the buttocks, and the whole person stumbled, almost not falling.

"Dead mouse! There is a kind of battle with me, this seat must kill you, kill you! Chen Zhantian looked up to the sky and roared with hatred, he had never suffered such a huge shame in his life.

Syllable!

But as soon as his words landed, he was slapped firmly. Chen Zhantian was a little stunned, since he was a child, no one had ever slapped him, but today he was slapped in the face in front of everyone.

The consternation on his face was quickly replaced by endless anger!

Bang Bang Bang ......

However, before he could speak again, he slapped his face several times in a row. Chen Zhantian couldn't hold back any longer, and spit out a mouthful of blood, completely angry with internal injuries.

"Classmate Yang Xiaomu, Chen Zhantian has already lost, stop it!" I really couldn't stand it, and the god-level old man finally couldn't help but fly to the field, looking at the embarrassed Chen Zhantian, he gasped, and at this moment, he could only end this battle as soon as possible.

"Oh! Yes! Several light dragons overlapped each other, Yang Xiaomu's figure was revealed, he looked at Chen Zhantian, then looked at the old man, and said with an arrogant face, "Those who insult my brother will be returned tenfold!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Yang Xiaomu's figure exploded without warning, and in the next moment, he saw nine light dragons appear beside Chen Zhantian.

Bang Bang Bang ......

A series of voices sounded, and he couldn't see Yang Xiaomu's figure clearly at all, knowing that Chen Zhantian was finally slapped out of the air, and the former's figure was finally revealed again.

"Since I said that I would slap him in the face, then I must slap him, even if the king of heaven and Lao Tzu come!"

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