Those who come are not good, and those who are good do not come!

Seeing the monk in front of him, Shao Yitian's nerves in his whole body tensed up, and he was ready to fight. From the tone of the other party, you can hear that the other party is afraid that he is not an easy master.

"Who I am doesn't seem to have much to do with you, right? There's no obligation to tell you!" Shao Yitian said lightly.

Others are afraid that you are a monk in the middle of the tribulation, but Shao Yitian is not afraid, let alone a monk in the middle of the tribulation, even the immortals of the heavenly court have been beaten.

Murong Bo saw that a monk in the middle of the Mahayana period dared to ignore his existence, which made Murong Bo angry, how could this be justified. A small monk in the middle of the Mahayana period is so arrogant, I think you are impatient.

"Boy, believe it or not, if I want your life, it's as simple as pinching an ant to death?" Murong Bo's voice froze.

In Murong Bo's opinion, Shao Yitian was a big realm apart from his own cultivation, so he had enough confidence.

Shao Yitian shook his head and said: "I don't believe it, this cowhide is not blown, and the train is not pulled, if you want to brag about it, please blow it somewhere else, don't blow it in front of me, I'm annoyed to listen to it!"

Murong Bo's face suddenly became extremely ugly, a monk in the middle of the Mahayana period was so ignorant of the heavens and the earth, it seems that if I don't give you some color, I don't know how powerful I am!

"Look for death!" Murong Bo was furious, a big knife instantly appeared in his hand, and Murong Bo swung the big knife at Shao Yitian and slashed it.

This knife slashed, and the coercion emanating from the knife swept towards Shao Yitian from all directions, wrapping Shao Yitian in it, as if he wanted to grind Shao Yitian to pieces.

A sneer appeared on Murong Bo's face, under his own move, he didn't know how many low-level monks had died.

Although Murong Bo's sword made Shao Yitian feel some dangerous aura, it was not enough to make Shao Yitian panic, and when the coercion emanating from the knife had not yet swept in, Shao Yitian sacrificed the Tongtian Sword in time.

Ya, I want to see if your big sword is powerful, or my big sword is powerful!

"The sun and the moon have no light!" Shao Yitian directly used the first form of the Heavenly Sword Technique.

To crack Murong Bo's sword, the first style of the Tongtian Sword Technique is enough.

With the sacrifice of the Tongtian Sword, the coercion of Murong Bo's sword, like a local chicken and a dog, was instantly smashed and disappeared.

Murong Bo was taken aback, the move that was originally in his hands was easily resolved by the other party, it seems that the monk in the middle of the Mahayana period in front of him cannot be underestimated.

"Boom ......"

Because the cultivation of the two of them was too high, although it was only one move, the entire mountain was destroyed, and boom, the entire mountain collapsed, and the huge stones kept rolling down.

In order not to cause panic among the surrounding villagers, Shao Yitian made a quick decision and fled the scene.

And Murong Bo thought that Shao Yitian had exhausted all his strength with this move just now, so he immediately chased after him, and shouted behind him: "Boy, don't run!"

Shao Yitian stood above the void, and the two of them stood at a height of 20,000 meters above the ground to fight, and the ordinary people below would not notice it at all.

"I'm not trying to run, I just don't want to harm ordinary people because of the battle between the two of us!" Shao Yitian said lightly.

Murong Bo snorted coldly and said, "Boy, you better worry about yourself first, don't think that if you catch my move just now, you can see no one, let me tell you, that move just now was just a small test for me." ”

Shao Yitian smiled and said, "Oh, then I'll tell you too, my move just now was just a small test!"

"You ......" Murong Bo was so angry that he couldn't speak, and directly picked up the big knife in his hand and slashed at Shao Yitian, Murong Bo's big knife was a low-level Dao weapon.

It is also not easy for a loose cultivator like Murong Bo to have a low-level Dao weapon, and what is even more commendable is that Murong Bo is also a monk in the middle of the tribulation.

Because casual cultivation is different from the people in the sect, casual cultivation is a loner, without the support of the sect, so the resources that can be obtained are limited, and it is not easy to cultivate to advance.

Therefore, it is definitely very difficult to be able to mix with such a high level of cultivation as Murong Bo if you are a casual cultivator.

Murong Bo's big knife slashed directly at Shao Yitian, this knife didn't have any fancy, it was directly aimed at Shao Yitian's head, the surrounding coercion wrapped Shao Yitian, and the blade was directly aimed at Shao Yitian's head.

Shao Yitian didn't dare to slack off, because if he took another step, Murong Bo's big knife would be cut off on his head.

Shao Yitian raised the Tongtian Sword to meet Murong Bo's broadsword, and in an instant, the swords collided, making a deafening sound of metal impact, and in addition, the sparks from the collision of the two weapons were as dazzling as a bolt of lightning!

"I can't help myself!" Murong Bo snorted coldly, in his opinion, Shao Yitian used the Tongtian Sword to fight hard with his own broadsword, it was definitely an act of looking for something in the pit and looking for death.

However, in the next second, Murong Bo was directly dumbfounded, because Murong Bo felt that his big knife had cracked, and then, his big knife was directly broken in two from the middle position.

"This ...... How is this possible?" Murong Bo directly spurted out a mouthful of blood, this big knife is his natal magic weapon, and his mind is connected, now that this big knife has been destroyed, Murong Bo will naturally inevitably be hurt.

Murong Bo didn't care about his physical discomfort and the decline in his cultivation now, and what he was most concerned about now was why his big sword would be destroyed.

The cultivation has declined, and it can be made up for it after taking some time, but a low-level Dao weapon has been destroyed, and a loose cultivation like Murong Bo is not easy to obtain, and Murong Bo has always used this big sword, and the divine power of cultivation also matches this big knife.

A big knife was destroyed, and Murong Bo's whole person was like an eggplant beaten like frost!

Looking at the half-cut knife that fell, Murong Bo roared, dived down head-in, and directly took the half-cut knife in his hand.

After catching the half of the big knife, Murong Bo rushed up with a hideous face, and roared viciously: "Boy, I want to kill you!"

Before Murong Bo's big knife was destroyed, Shao Yitian was not afraid of this goods, but now that the natal magic weapon of this product has been destroyed, Shao Yitian is even more afraid of Murong Bo.

Shao Yitian didn't expect that Tongtian Sword was such a bull fork, which was worthy of being a good thing given by Yang Jian.

Sure enough, when the sword meets the big sword, it must be soft!

"I said before, cowhide is not blown, the train is not pulled, if you want to kill me, I think you should go back to your mother's arms and drink milk for a few more years!" Shao Yitian's mouth is also very poisonous.

Murong Bo was already angry, but when he heard Shao Yitian's words, he was naturally so angry that a mouthful of blood spurted out again, like a drizzle, sprinkled in the air.