At this time, the city of Qiwu was slightly desolate, and everyone had gloomy expressions, obviously Sima Xingyun's death so easily just now gave them invisible pressure, and what was even more terrifying was that the spiritual master on the opposite side, whether it was momentum, spiritual pressure, or magic weapons, it was far better than Zhou Lao.

Now that a young man on the other side had ravaged Sima Xingyun like this, his rampant expression made them turn their eyes to Yang Wei who was floating in the air, full of anticipation. It's a pity that Yang Wei didn't move at all, his eyes were closed, and he couldn't see the slightest expression, which made everyone embarrassed to retract and stretch their necks, like a duck being carried.

The young man in blue was full of spirits, pointing at the country, and the little tiger tooth actually showed a trace of cold light, and the voice spread thousands of miles, "Come to a pair, let me be refreshed, maybe I will spare you Wucheng as soon as I am in a good mood." ”

The eyes of no one in his eyes looked at Zhou Lao mockingly, and the thunder and lightning in his hand turned into a long thunder javelin, like holding a thunderbolt in a sunny day, and projected it directly, leaving a faint spark in the air, like a thunderbird galloping.

Old Zhou sighed deeply, he was so despised by the juniors, but the old man surnamed Xu, who looked at the distance, only blocked the thunder javelin after all, and the thunder and lightning in his palm shot directly into the sky and disappeared.

The blue-clothed young man held up the sky with one palm, and the thunder javelin instantly appeared in his hand, laughing and said: "Hurry up, look at your expressions, you are afraid and angry, and you don't dare to do it, so hesitant to retreat, and you are not afraid of holding back your illness, a bunch of garbage." ”

Yang Wei's faint expression turned into a Ling Mang, his figure flickered, his eyes directly looked at each other, and his face was expressionless, "My name is Yang Wei, remember my name, I hope you can still be so arrogant and domineering." ”

The blue-clothed young man's blue eyes emitted a faint blue light, directly hitting Yang Wei, who was full of bloodshots, the golden crack on his forehead, the flesh of a humanoid beast, the faint soul was motionless like a stone pillar in the wind and rain, and the blood-colored light in the dantian, "Hahahaha, yes, I didn't expect such a heroic presence in such a deserted place, I underestimate it, I hope you can bring me a different taste." Licking his mouth, the little tiger tooth showed another half inch.

Yang Wei looked at the thunder in his hand lightly and looked at it carefully, "Hey, could it be that this thunder is a spirit?" looked at the other party with a hint of suspicion.

The little tiger teeth at the corners of Lan Fengxue's mouth were white and flawless, "I didn't expect you to have such a vision, your temper is like my appetite, how about when I obey?"

Yang Wei snorted coldly, and the blood color of his whole body directly exploded ten thousand feet high, covering the sky and the sun, forming endless blood light, which was very weird, and the bloody aura directly made the surrounding air cold, and everyone involuntarily took a few steps back.

The thunder flashed in Lan Fengxue's hands, her wings fluttered slightly, and her blue eyes kept turning, as if she wanted to catch Yang Wei's flaws.

Yang Wei didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, pulled out the bladeless giant sword, and rushed directly towards the other party, intending to fight directly hand-to-hand, the sun-breaking sword slashed down simply and roughly, the blue-clothed young man laughed, the thunder and lightning in his hand were divided into two, and the two purple long knives rushed head-on, not dodging or dodging at all.

For a while, the two sides went up and down, the sword light flew horizontally, the thunder was chaotic, and bursts of explosions exploded suddenly around, the two sides didn't care at all, only cared about each other, and under the collision again and again, the jacket was already sparse, revealing the strong and solid chest muscles, and the perfect lines covered the upper body, vertical and horizontal blood.

With a bang, the two sides ejected, Yang Wei slowly breathed a sigh of relief, his expression was solemn, and he didn't deal with his own flesh at all, and even faintly suppressed himself, leaving a lot of blood marks on his body, and wisps of white smoke came out of the scorched place, the tiger's mouth was completely cracked, and the blood was all over his hands, but in the blink of an eye, the skin and flesh at the epidermis were connected to each other, and the wound disappeared in an instant.

On the contrary, the blue-clothed young man became more and more overjoyed and full of vitality, and the bloody aura slowly penetrated into the flesh, and the slightest coldness and resentment gnawed at his flesh and blood, and the huge force of the sword collision made the tiger's mouth appear a slight crack, and the slightest trace of blood stained the tiger's mouth.

The blue-clothed young man snorted coldly, the scarred scars on his body disappeared, and the invisible qi on the surface of his body gushed out again, turning into qi armor and sticking to important parts, and a terrifying blue light burst out in his eyes, and he roared: "It's been a long time since I've met such an equal person, how can I break this divine armor?"

Yang Wei squinted, didn't say a word of nonsense, analyzed the other party wholeheartedly, looked at the blue in his eyes, and found his old force every time he was fighting, when the new force was not born, and he protected the weaknesses, such as armpits, waist, etc., every time he was nervous, relying on mental perception, he could react in that short moment, but it was still uncomfortable, and his blood was churning.

Now this vaporized divine armor is probably also extremely difficult to deal with, bursting forward, crackling and crackling The two of them are another fierce attack, and the two sides are unwilling to be weak, you come and go, dozens of moves have passed in the blink of an eye.

Yang Wei's sudden spiritual anger burst out towards the opponent's empty left neck, his face was like the wind, and he smiled coldly, completely ignoring his left neck, and the thunder and lightning long knife in his hand slammed towards the heart.

Yang Wei held the blade in his hand across his chest, and the blade of several feet covered his heart. The long knife in the opponent's hand changed from two to four, and was caught between five fingers, and four streamers went towards his shoulders and waist.

The bladeless giant sword in Yang Wei's hand slid down slightly, blocking his waist, and a golden light burst out of his mouth directly blocking the purple streamer on his right shoulder, leaning his body to the right, the whole action was completed in one go, and the wind and thunder phantom stepped out of the air, trying to dodge the thunder knife on his left shoulder.

The thunder long knife slashed through the terrifying arc, and it couldn't be dodged at all, along the left shoulder to the armpit, drawing a bloody mouth several inches long, even if the extremely terrifying flesh and skin, it couldn't stop the thunder long knife in the slightest, and the blood was directly scattered all over the ground, and the figure directly retreated dozens of feet.

On the other hand, the blue wind and snow, the blue light in his eyes gushed out wildly, turning into a blue light shield, like a wall, directly blocking the spiritual anger, and the body was slightly sluggish and stopped in the air, at this time, the bloody qi of the whole body was like maggots, drilling into the transparent armor, trying to penetrate it, devouring its flesh and blood, but unfortunately it was blocked outside the armor and could not move, and it was difficult to enter half an inch.

Yang Wei's face was frosty, the same Jindan monk, although he was in the late stage, he was suppressed so ruthlessly, and he seemed to be comfortable with it, a little out of breath. But he was panting like a cow, covered with scars again, and even a little unable to keep up with the speed of dealing with the shadows.

At the moment of the great enemy, there is no half-point advantage in the physical competition, and the thunder spirit in his hand is extremely terrifying, the illusion is invisible, and the power of explosion and penetration is unpredictable, and he can't prevent it, but he sighs that he has no place to use Baoshan, and his heart is full of depression.

But relatively speaking, his heart is also extremely happy, it turns out that there is such a master in this world, he used to sit in the well and watch the sky, self-righteous. It can be seen that a mountain is still higher than a mountain, and there are more strong players in the strong.

The bloody aura in Yang Wei's dantian frantically followed the operation of the Colorful Heavenly Heart Technique, rolling up bursts of murderous aura, and the weeds around him, who were already chaotic and full of ground, desperately lowered their heads, trying to avoid this burst of bloody aura. It's a pity that the endless blood-colored evil qi directly wrapped the weeds, and instantly fell to the ground, drifting away with the wind.

The five five-colored spirit beads in his hand instantly spiraled in his hand, driving strands of blood-red, and at the same time, a large blood-colored spirit ball was wrapped around it, and the gathering speed was obviously much faster than before, and it was easier to control.

However, looking at the dense bloody aura on its surface, it should be more powerful. Yang Wei stepped on the wind and thunder phantom and disappeared for dozens of years, showing the momentum of horns, as fast as thunder, and ran directly towards the other party.

Blue Fengxue squinted at very blue eyeballs, cold blue filled the whole body, the originally empty armor was dyed with sea blue, and a stream of blue aura frantically poured into the thunder knife in his hand, and the thunder spirit that flashed the thunder arc was covered by a layer of faint blue gas, and the thunder knife looked particularly manic, and the thunder kept splashing out, leaving a few large pits around it, which was extremely terrifying.

Yang Wei frowned, his eyes were slightly red, and an inexplicable golden torrent suddenly erupted all over his body, and then the golden torrent was transformed into golden powder at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the entire body was forcibly contracted and suppressed, becoming thicker and shorter, the golden powder was like pollen, covering Yang Wei's condensed body, and the originally slightly blood-colored skin was instantly wrapped in gold powder at this time, forming a shining golden man.

There is no blade in one hand, and the palm of the other hand is a claw, and the spirit ball in the hand appears and disappears from time to time, like smoke, which is very beautiful.

The two of them met again in the blink of an eye, and the five-colored spirit ball in Yang Wei's hand was quickly thrown into the opponent's abdomen, and the spiritual power wrinkled waves from the soul sea, like an invisible hand dragging the five-color spirit ball, and the immeasurable tricky angle swooped down on the left abdomen from below.

A trace of yin and evil flashed in Lan Fengxue's very blue eyes, and the entire body tilted horizontally towards forty-five degrees incompletely, turning in a spiral, dodging the five-colored spirit ball. The power of thunder and lightning in his hand burst out one after another, surrounded by the five-colored spirit balls, and the body retreated violently, "boom boom", the sound was undulating, and the invisible fluctuation impact directly shook the people who were miles away, and involuntarily moved back a little to stabilize their minds a little.

Yang Wei's expression became more and more shocked, this person was so wicked, he actually saw the purpose of his actions thoroughly, and even the secret spiritual power was so understanding, he broke his five elements to break the sky, and his body trembled involuntarily, but it was not fear, it was excitement, with such an opponent, he could continue to improve.

The collision between the Thunder Dao and Wu Feng just now was extremely terrifying, and the power that burst out of his Vajra Immortal Body using muscle contraction was transmitted to the other party, but the effect was minimal, and the strange and unpredictable blue armor was like an isolation layer, reducing his strength to the extreme, making his attack ineffective.

What's even more amazing is that the opponent's thunder knife was affected by the blue gas, and at the time of the collision, the blue gas instantly gathered into droplets, and then wrapped the power of the thunder, forming a strange *, making himself unguardable, and the whole body was hit one after another, and was attacked by *, and the gold film covered by the body exploded.

The bloody flesh was exposed, the gold film disappeared inch by inch, the flesh and blood were blurred, and a large amount of blood directly stained the gold film. Yang Wei panted heavily, looking at the terrifying pit around him, he was a little afraid, fortunately he had a golden membrane protection, his skin could also be relieved, his physical body was strong, and the demon physique had recovered more perverted, otherwise he would have been lying on the ground half-dead at this moment.