As if a breeze was blowing, the dust cleared, and a scarlet spear appeared.

It was stabbing in the middle of a ten-zhang pit, and the tail of the gun was still shaking non-stop, and a breathtaking evil aura was emanating from it.

Scarlet spears?

Yang Yifan?

The faces of everyone present all changed, but they didn't expect Yang Yifan to appear at this time.

Even Duan Zhengyi's face became solemn in an instant, and he couldn't help but grasp the long sword in his hand.

And Nangong Wu breathed a sigh of relief, if she didn't come again, she would really have to work hard.

Swish.

At the moment when a group of people were stunned, Yang Yifan, who had cast a ghost shadow trace, had already rushed over, and when he arrived in front of the blood shadow gun, he grabbed it with five fingers in his right hand, grabbed it suddenly, and then directly attacked Duan Zhengyi.

He never likes to talk nonsense with the enemy, and if he has anything to say, he will say it slowly after it is completely abolished.

Sure enough, as in the rumors, there are not many cruel words.

Many people sighed in their hearts.

After Yang Yifan came over, he didn't say a word, and he directly carried the spear and started drying, which shocked them a lot.

The most important thing is that Duan Zhengyi is a late-stage martial artist in the Extreme Realm, not a cat or a dog.

"Hmph. ”

Duan Zhengyi snorted coldly, his eyes were cold, "Yang Yifan, you are looking for death." ”

Swish.

The long sword swung out, and the sword light exploded, soaring ten zhang in an instant.

As soon as it fell, the void shook.

"Breaking the waves. ”

With a wave of the Blood Shadow Spear, the scarlet light flourished.

The fierce aura swept out like a storm in an instant.

Bang.

The vast spiritual power fluctuations spread instantly, and terrifying cracks immediately appeared on the ground.

In the early stage of the surrounding Earth Extreme Realm, the mid-stage martial artists could not bear it, and they hurriedly retreated, their faces were all covered with horror, this kind of power was no longer something they could touch, but Yang Yifan was clearly only in the early stage of the Earth Extreme Realm.

After the blow, Yang Yifan's whole person retreated violently.

But Duan Zhengyi was not the slightest happy, because he was also forced to take two steps back.

If Yang Yifan is in the late stage of the Earth Extreme Realm, then he will be very excited and very refreshing, but unfortunately Yang Yifan is not a late stage martial artist in the Earth Extreme Realm, so how can this make him happy?

Salad.

After a pause, a splash of mud and sand, Yang Yifan stopped, and then the ghost shadow broke out again.

"Okay, I'll behead you, the so-called Yang madman, today. ”

Duan Zhengyi still didn't believe it, in this head-on fight, he couldn't beat Yang Yifan.

"Aoki Sword. ”

The long sword pierced the air, like the manifestation of the divine tree that penetrated the sky and the earth, and the vast aura came from the mountains and seas.

"Ice Blue Spear. ”

The spear is lit and the water curtain is formed.

Then it was shattered by the cyan greatsword and dissipated.

Before Duan Zhengyi stepped forward, his vision was blocked by the endless firelight, the bursting flames were permeated, and the aura of destruction surged out wildly in all directions, making people's hearts palpitate and make people breathless.

It's a Flame Gun.

"Foil. ”

The sword qi gushed out, and then condensed into sword flowers, full of flowers, blocking Duan Zhengyi's front.

But I can't stop it.

The spear passed by, and the sword flower withered.

While.

The Blood Shadow Spear stabbed into the sword.

The huge force came like that tide, so that Duan Zhengyi couldn't stop it at all, and he took ten steps back.

The physical strength is even stronger than Duan Zhengyi in the late stage of the Earth Extreme Realm?

The people around were completely dumbfounded.

They all began to wonder if Yang Yifan was a fierce beast transformation, otherwise, how could he have such a strong power?

Swish.

Before Duan Zhengyi stabilized his body, Yang Yifan had already pounced in front of him.

The martial arts didn't have time to be used, so they just quickly and neatly slashed down with a sharp shot.

While.

The thud rang out again.

Peal pedal, pedal, pedal.

Duan Zhengyi stepped back again.

Damn it.

His face was already covered with grievances.

But there was no way at all, Yang Yifan's speed was too fast, the spiritual power in his body was only halfway through operation, and before the martial arts had taken shape, the spear had already fallen again.

While.

While.

The whole scene fell silent, except for the sound of spears and swords clashing.

And Duan Zhengyi was also retreating step by step, leaving deep footprints on the ground.

It's so berserk!

Everyone who stared at Yang Yifan was deeply shocked.

No one expected that Yang Yifan would retreat Duan Zhengyi with such a violent attitude.

"You... ”

Duan Zheng was furious.

But what greeted him was still the Blood Shadow Spear that fell from his head.

While.

Another encounter, Duan Zhengyi took a dozen steps back, and his face was completely distorted.

Burst.

This time, he didn't dodge anymore, but gritted his teeth, and his flickering left hand grabbed the tip of the Blood Shadow Spear, and immediately a piece of warm blood splattered out.

"Don't think you're crazy. ”

But at that moment, Yang Yifan's right hand was already in his right hand, and he held it with five fingers, forming a claw.

The breath of madness suddenly flourished.

The void changed, and one by one the aura vortices took shape.

Then, the two-hundred-foot giant claw appeared, and it fell with unparalleled might.

The ground instantly sank and cracked, and a hundred-foot pit appeared.

"You... ”

Bang!

In the deafening explosion, Duan Zhengyi's whole person was directly blown away, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out in mid-air, and when it fell to the ground, the whole person was already in a mess.

The clothes were torn, the cloak was scattered, and the five bloody claw marks on the chest were even more shocking.

is worthy of being a Yang madman, it's just too brutal!

From the beginning to the present, who can believe that it was Duan Zhengyi who was injured.

Pedaling.

Yang Yifan, who was full of anger, strode over, his blood-stained right hand had five fingers, and the blood shadow spear that fell to the ground flew up and fell into his hand, "I don't want to use this kind of trick, you still want to use it against me?" ”

Naive?

Duan Zhengyi's teeth were about to be crushed, and he wanted to vomit blood even more aggrievedly, so he finally fought hard, but as a result, he was injured by Yang Yifan's Heavenly Dragon Splitting Claw.

And he was so despised, how could he stand it?

With a snap of his hand, he stood up.

And what was waiting for him was the blood shadow spear that fell.

"You said that a frontal battle will kill me like a chicken?"

Boom.

Duan Zhengyi could only block with all his might.

Intact is still no match for Yang Yifan's huge strength, let alone now?

He kept stepping back, the horror on his face could no longer be concealed, and he felt a strong death crisis.

It's so brutal!

Looking at Yang Yifan, everyone present was full of jealousy, as long as the slightest flaw was found, they would be suppressed to death, people like Yang Yifan were too dangerous.

Looking at Yang Yifan, Nangong Wu's eyes flashed brightly, and she knew from the beginning that this would be the result.

"Yang Yifan, I'll fight with you. ”

Duan Zhengyi's history rang out, and the momentum of his body was also a big victory.

"I'm afraid you won't make it?"

The Blood Shadow Spear in Yang Yifan's hand waved and killed him again.

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(End of chapter)