At this time, Xiaoyaozi was also confused, this blow carried his eight-point spiritual power, but it was blocked by Yang Chengzhi's finger, and more importantly, the power of this finger seemed to be a bit big, not to mention the three steps back of his own shock, and the hand holding the 'red sickle' was numb by the powerful shock.

Xiaoyaozi quietly let go of his hand and held the sword in a different position.

"What kind of martial art is this?" asked Xiaoyaozi.

"It's called the Six-Vein Divine Sword," Yang Chengzhi pointed to the cloak and said, "I learned it in this bookstore." ”

"Ridiculous!" Xiaoyaozi was furious, the bookstore could still learn such a high-level martial art, and he really took himself for a fool.

"I want to see how powerful your six-vein divine sword is. Xiaoyaozi's palm shook slightly, and the spirit sword red sickle came out of his hand, hanging in midair, and then disappeared.

But at this time, Yang Chengzhi suddenly had luck and spiritual power in his heart, up the lungs, down the armpits, down the inner part of the face, after the line of Taiyin, after the heart master, in the lower elbow, in the arm and in the back, against the end of the sharp bone behind the palm, into the palm of the back of the back, in the little finger, out of the end. ”

'Huh~' The light shot out from the little finger of the right hand, which was the Shao Chong sword in the six-vein divine sword.

'Phew!'

Shao Chong's sword shot in midair, as if it had hit something, and with a loud bang, the light turned into aura and dissipated in the air.

At this time, a spirit sword with a red body appeared in mid-air, which was the spirit sword red sickle in Xiaoyaozi's hand.

To everyone's surprise, there was still a spirit sword red sickle hanging in front of Xiaoyaozi! Two spirit sword red sickles appeared on the scene at the same time.

It wasn't until five seconds later that the spirit sword red sickle in front of Xiaoyaozi gradually disappeared and disappeared out of thin air, leaving only the spirit sword red sickle in mid-air.

"Sixth-Order Martial Arts" "Remnant Rainbow"

This is a martial art that is fused with the Spirit Sword Red Scythe, this martial art is known for its speed, and with the Spirit Sword Red Scythe, it can kill the enemy invisibly in an instant.

But it was still blocked by Yang Chengzhi, and neither the seventh-order spirit sword nor the sixth-order martial arts could take advantage of this martial art called the 'Six-Vein Divine Sword'!

Xiaoyaozi's face was gloomy and scary, and Yang Chengzhi's strength was really beyond his expectations.

"I'd like to see how long your spiritual power lasts. Xiaoyaozi was also ruthless, and began to attack Yang Chengzhi frantically, and every blow was full force.

Since there is no way to take advantage of martial arts and exercises, or even spiritual weapons, then Yang Chengzhi can only be killed by virtue of cultivation. Xiaoyaozi is confident, Yang Chengzhi, who only has the second-stage cultivation of the Spirit Sect, is unlikely to surpass himself in terms of spiritual power, after all, he has now reached the fourth stage of the Spirit Sect.

Xiaoyaozi's crazy way of playing made the spiritual power in the bodies of the two of them continue to be consumed, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth that they can use is limited, and under the high-intensity consumption of spiritual power, there is no way to quickly replenish the spiritual power in their bodies.

So at this time, it depends on cultivation.

After all, any martial arts and exercises, even if they are blocked, require spiritual power. Once the spiritual power in one party's body disappears, then even if he has a body of martial arts, it will be useless.

In this way, Yang Chengzhi relied on the six-vein divine sword in one hand, and he fought with Xiaoyaozi stiffly, and stunned a group of people who ate melons.

"Tsk, I didn't expect Yang Chengzhi to actually hide a high-level martial art. ”

"This martial art is amazing, it can actually resist the attack of the seventh-order spirit sword. ”

"Do you think what Yang Chengzhi said is true? This high-level martial art was really obtained from that magical bookstore?" You must know that this is a high-level martial art! Whoever obtains it can't wait to hide it, how can it be possible to tell everyone where they got it.

"I'll know after this Dragon List Competition, and someone will definitely go to Watanabe Town to find that magical bookstore. ”

"That's right. ”

This big competition is not over yet, the audience on Jiaolong Yuan has already written down the name of the magical bookstore in their hearts, after all, high-level martial arts can still increase their cultivation, and no one will inevitably be curious.

Xiaoyaozi in the field was more and more frightened, because he found that the spiritual power in Yang Chengzhi's body seemed to be unfathomable, and now the spiritual power in his own body has been left very little, and he is a little exhausted;

'Huh~'

Another ray of light came over, the speed was too fast, Xiaoyaozi couldn't keep up, barely turned sideways slightly, the light brushed his face, leaving a trace on his face, and blood flowed out instantly.

"Hurt!"

The audience exclaimed.

Everyone didn't expect that Yang Chengzhi was not only unscathed under Xiaoyaozi's attack, but also caused substantial damage to Xiaoyaozi.

"You, damn it!" Xiaoyaozi touched his face, looked at his hands stained with blood, his eyes became hideous, and he looked at Yang Chengzhi viciously.

'Boom~'

Suddenly, from Xiaoyaozi as the center, a powerful shockwave spread out in all directions. A strong wind blew on the Jiaolong Plain, and even some cultivators with low cultivation could not resist this strong wind, and they were directly blown up.

The momentum of Xiaoyaozi in the field reached a peak, the whole person's long hair stood up, the robe on his body exploded, revealing his chest muscles, and the whole person instantly rose by more than three points, like a giant.

"God of War!"

The ancestral exercises of the War Emperor family!

This is an eight-grade exercise, its greatest effect is to be able to stimulate the potential of the body in a short period of time, in a certain period of time to increase their own cultivation, because of the anti-nature nature of the exercise, so it is named 'God of War Jue'.

Today's War Emperor is at ease, and it is with this ancestral technique that he has achieved the respect of the Spirit Emperor.

Well, Xiaoyao is the father of Xiaoyaozi.

Xiaoyaozi's own cultivation is the fourth stage of the Spirit Sect, and after using the God of War technique, no one knows how much his cultivation will skyrocket.

Facing Xiaoyaozi, who suddenly became a little giant, Yang Chengzhi's face was also full of solemnity, and he felt the terrifying aura on Xiaoyaozi's body, which was a kind of fierce battle intent, like a god of war.

Yang Chengzhi stood quietly on the ground, his hands spread outward, his eyes closed, there was no wind on his body, and his hair was long. Robes. The cloak exploded, and between heaven and earth, wisps of heaven and earth aura gathered, and this time it did not pour into Yang Chengzhi's body, but flowed around Yang Chengzhi's body.

Slowly, as more and more aura gathered from heaven and earth, the aura around Yang Chengzhi gradually connected into a thin line.

The thin line became thicker and thicker, and the pure heaven and earth aura began to glow with golden light.

"It's ~~"

In the stands, Chu, Yan, and Zhao Sansheng exclaimed in unison, staring at Yang Chengzhi with their eyes.

It should be said that staring at the thin line of golden light on Yang Chengzhi's body.

"!" Ma Feifei opened his mouth wide.

Yu Qingyang, who had been silently beside him and did not speak, also stared at Yang Chengzhi with his eyes at this time, and his body exuded a coercion intentionally or unintentionally, which made the surrounding bigwigs feel uncomfortable, and forcibly dispersed this coercion with spiritual power.

"Who is this man and why is he so powerful. Everyone speculated about Yu Qingyang's identity.

'Whew~'

A long roar resounded throughout Jiaolong Yuan, attracting everyone's attention, only to see that above the ring, a golden dragon rolled up Yang Chengzhi flew up into the sky, heading straight to the top of the Ascending Monument.

"Ancestral Dragon!"

"Dragon!"

"Oh my God!"

“......”