"Bell, bell!"

The crisp sound of gold and iron clashing continued to resound like firecrackers, and the two figures on the battle platform, one black and one white, were like floating lights, like passing clouds, flashing and moving, and fierce battles.

Zhang Yunjie, with the advantages of high strength level and strong spiritual power, directly chose the most ferocious offensive, and killed Long Xiaotian only defensively, without the power to fight back, so that Long Xiaotian fell into a dangerous situation, and the situation was extremely critical!

Even though he was forced to have only a chance to defend by Zhang Yunjie's fierce and ferocious attack, Long Xiaotian did not mess up his position from beginning to end, although he kept avoiding, he did not panic and have serious injuries.

"Cloudbreaker Spear!"

Zhang Yunjie couldn't attack it for a long time, and anxiety and impatience gradually appeared in his heart, after all, the bronze war spear was just a quasi-spiritual weapon, and in terms of power and toughness, it was far inferior to a spiritual weapon. Long Xiaotian relied on the Purple Eagle Ding to avoid as much as he could, although he had been passively defending, he was not seriously injured, but his spiritual power was constantly depleted in the swift and violent attacks.

The majestic spiritual power was like a river bursting the embankment, injected into the bronze war spear, and the rusty war spear suddenly glowed with infinite green light, and pieces of rust fell off, revealing smooth and clear gun shafts and spear blades, and the cold edge made people feel the stinging muscles and cracked skin.

Zhang Yunjie's strong and powerful arm shook suddenly, and the bronze war spear broke through the air like an arrow from the string, and the people came out with the war spear, wrapped in fierce and domineering power, and directly lifted the purple eagle tripod that was blocking in front of Long Xiaotian, and Long Xiaotian was suddenly exposed to the sharp and cold light!

"It's over!"

Zhang Yunjie's face had a touch of coldness and violence on his face, and the bronze war spear swept like lightning, wanting to directly defeat Long Xiaotian, end this battle, and win!

"Sword Mountain Sword Forest!"

In the face of Zhang Yunjie's fierce and ferocious attack, Long Xiaotian's pupils also had a touch of ruthlessness and madness in his pupils, which burst out like a fountain.

The Purple Eagle Ding, which soared into the air, was frozen by a force of thought, and the monstrous fire inside suddenly rose violently, turning into a sword with a flickering glow of cold light, raging like a flood.

The dense swords fell down like a galaxy, and the blazing temperature spread, and in an instant, the water vapor on the battle platform evaporated cleanly!

The scorching waves of qi rushed towards him like a raging sea, Zhang Yunjie's face changed drastically, and there was a hesitation in his eyes full of fierce colors, if he insisted on attacking Long Xiaotian, he would inevitably be injured by the sword mountain and sword forest that fell from the sky like a vast galaxy, and the injury was not light.

If you miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, it will not be so easy to hit Long Xiaotian hard.

What should I do? Is it a desperate attack and a defeat for both sides, or should I immediately return to the defense, slash down the sword mountain and sword forest in the sky, and miss this rare fighter?

The scorching waves of qi steamed like a monstrous flame that burned the plain, Zhang Yunjie's face became red and hot, his skin was red, and the breath he exhaled was also extremely hot, as hot as drinking magma.

"There are more difficult battles ahead, and if you fight with him and lose both, the next battle will not have my share. ”

In the end, Zhang Yunjie gritted his teeth fiercely and let go of this rare opportunity to hit Long Xiaotian hard, and the bronze war spear that bloomed with green brilliance raged in the sky like a beast that escaped from trouble, smashing the sword mountain and sword forest in the sky, and a broken rain of brilliant light sprinkled down, dotted in every corner of the battle platform like a broken diamond, flashing with uncertain light, like a candle in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any time.

Long Xiaotian made a move of his arm, and the Purple Eagle Ding flew over and landed in front of him again, the blazing fire reflected his sweaty and bloodstained face, looking quite embarrassed and miserable.

The white clothes were broken, and blood marks crisscrossed his body, but fortunately, it was only a flesh wound, not a wound to the muscles and bones, otherwise Long Xiaotian would not be able to parry.

"Are you a tortoise? Do you dare to fight me head-on and decide the winner and loser in a dignified manner!"

The black clothes on Zhang Yunjie's body were also burned by the flames, revealing his burning red skin, although it did not leave him substantial damage, but it made him look a little embarrassed.

The bronze war spear pointed obliquely at Long Xiaotian, Zhang Yunjie's fighting spirit was high, like a sharp arrow piercing the clouds, smashing the sky and galaxy, and a violent and fierce aura swept out like a landslide and tsunami, making people feel the terrible oppressive force, and it became difficult to breathe.

"This big fool can't break through Xiaotian's defense, so it's so shameless to use this low-level agitation method!" Le Wushuang looked at Zhang Yunjie, who was fighting on the platform, and was very disdainful.

Ye Xuanxuan's eyes revealed a look of worry, because Long Xiaotian was covered in blood, as if he had suffered an extremely serious injury, compared to Zhang Yunjie, the situation was quite bad.

"Brother Xiao Tian is injured, that person doesn't seem to be injured, can Brother Xiao Tian still win?"

Le Wushuang gently patted Ye Xuanxuan's little head, feeling the warm and comfortable feeling from the soft hair of the light, he couldn't help but praise in his heart, no wonder Long Xiaotian always touched Ye Xuanxuan's little head at every turn, it turned out that this feeling was so lovely, and his heart was swaying.

"Don't worry, Xiaotian still has a killer weapon that hasn't been used, once she uses it...... Oops!

Le Wushuang was just halfway through speaking, and suddenly felt that the palm of his hand was bitten, and it was extremely painful, Ye Xuanxuan opened her mouth and bit the hand that Le Wushuang put on her head.

"Don't touch my head!" Little Lori looked fierce, and the little tiger teeth flowed with a shiny luster.

Le Wushuang looked at the extra tooth marks on his palm, and felt depressed for a while, why was Xiao Tian not bitten by you when he touched your head, I seem to be the first time, and it is unfavorable to be a teacher.

"You little girl is so eccentric, Xiaotian always touches your head, why don't you bite him?" Le Wushuang rubbed his palms lightly and muttered.

Ye Xuanxuan grinded her little tiger teeth and said, "Because Brother Wushuang, your hands are not clean!"

Le Wushuang was speechless for a while, what kind of strange reason is this?

......

Long Xiaotian let out a low sigh, and injected the majestic spiritual power in his body into the Purple Eagle Ding, and suddenly a violent flame rose, and the terrifying temperature was released, and the space was incinerated and slightly distorted.

"It's not enough!"

Long Xiaotian mobilized the spiritual power in his body and completely injected it into the Purple Eagle Ding, the strong spiritual power continued to pass, his face began to become pale, and his breath gradually weakened.

The power of the Yuan Shen is like the hand of the law that controls all things in heaven and earth, and controls the majestic flames that soar into the sky.

"Roar!"

The flames continued to churn, as if condensing the appearance of a fierce beast, and faintly there was a roar of a tiger roaring and a lion's roar, and the steaming flames were gradually condensed into a flame lion tiger under the control of Long Xiaotian's supernatural fire control technique.

The flame lion tiger is incomparably condensed, the red hairs on his body seem to be reproduced in a real way, and his eyes open and close, revealing the power of the king of beasts and the amazing momentum of dominating the world.

"Spiritual power transformation?!How is it possible?!Isn't this something that only a master of the Infinite Realm can do?How could he be a person from the three-star Great Dao Realm, how could he have such a deep and subtle control power?"

Zhang Yunjie's face turned pale in an instant, the flame lion tiger stepped on the sky, the sky above his head, looking up to the sky and roaring, the terrifying power spread out like a rolling wave, it was very real.

"No, it's just a simple condensation of flames, and there is not a trace of spiritual power in it. It turned out that it wasn't a spiritual power incarnation, a bluff!"

But Zhang Yunjie quickly calmed down, although the Flame Lion Tiger gave him the feeling of being very dangerous, but there was no Infinite Realm that caused him a terrible sense of oppression, he was also a person with a clear mind, and after a little thought, he understood the doorway.

But even so, his face was still very dignified, because he was able to condense the flames to this point and truly manifest the object, which also showed that Long Xiaotian's control was incomparably superb and exquisite, and the thing he spent so much effort to condense would definitely not be a silver spear wax head!

Zhang Yunjie shouted angrily, and the profound spiritual power burst out without reservation, and the bronze war spear roared, emitting a crisp sonorous sound, and the cold edge manifested out, enough to penetrate the mountain rock!

"Very good, let's fight it out!"