Sikong Fei was shocked to the ground, and he took seven steps back to stabilize his body. His neat clothes were also a little scorched by the fire of the golden crow sun god, and suddenly his luxurious son's temperament was gone, but he looked a little down.

Sikong Fei's face was a little gloomy, and he had already cursed out loud, "If I don't tear your third leg to you today, Lao Tzu won't be Sikong Fei!"

As soon as the words fell, the aura on Sikong Fei's body suddenly changed. The previous hooligan temperament disappeared suddenly, replaced by a very serious look on his face.

He is so handsome that even women are jealous, and once he gets serious, he is colder and more serious than any man.

Even Cangluan, the Holy Son of Qingyang Palace, who was like a sun god, couldn't help but become more serious, he lifted the lapidium spear in his hand, and the sun energy exuded a blazing temperature, almost burning the entire sky.

The scorching sun above his head glowed in bursts, forming one golden ring after another of the sun god behind him, so that the entire sky above the city gate was covered by the vicissitudes of the sun. The huge coercion is like a magnificent mountain, trying to suppress Sikong Fei below.

However, although this Cangluan Holy Son is too powerful, almost like a god, there are few people in the world who can compare. But Sikong Fei is by no means an ordinary person, although he suffered a small loss just now, but so far he has not made a full move.

But he couldn't bear it anymore, and he didn't want to bear it. Half a year ago, he didn't go to the Qingyun Martial Arts Association, and he failed to comprehend the demeanor of the proud sons of heaven on the land of the Southern Regions at that time. But now the opponent in front of him, Qingyang Holy Son Cangluan, is definitely among the top ranks, which is enough for him to try his skills.

There is no strong cultivator who doesn't want to step on such a peerless battle platform to fight against those equally powerful Tianjiao figures. And now that the opportunity is in front of him, how could he miss it?

He shouted at Cangluan: "Cangluan, half a year ago, in the battle of the Floating Cloud King, I failed to take the stage to fight, and I regret it very much in my heart. I have heard the name of your Qingyang Holy Son for a long time, and you can be regarded as one of the heavenly pride in the Southern Regions, and I don't want to fight with you without insulting me. Today I will defeat you here, and teach the world to know the name of my company. ”

Sikong Fei's voice rumbled like thunder, resounding throughout the sky, making everyone in the city stunned?

This Sikong Fei wants to defeat the Qingyang Holy Son Cangluan under the watchful eye of all people? He is not crazy, is he? How is this possible? You must know that the Cangluan Holy Son is definitely one of the strongest Tianjiao in the Southern Regions, and his combat power is much stronger than that of the monks of the same level, and he has always been a retrograde existence.

This Sikong Fei is now only a mere Fifth Heaven of Transformation Spirit, one order lower than Zhi Cangluan, and he dares to be so arrogant.

At this moment, everyone thought that Sikong Fei was crazy and was lying, and no one believed that he could succeed. Even Ye Qiyan, who was watching below, didn't believe it in his heart, because it was too difficult. The existence that can be used as the Holy Son of the Great Holy Land is definitely the top existence, even if it is not as good as the Lone Sword One, it will not be weaker than the Holy Son of the Dark Moon. There is almost no possibility of being reversely beheaded.

Don't look at Ye Qiyan, he slashed several people in the Floating Cloud Battle Platform, but although those are also Tianjiao figures, they are still a lot worse than the saint-level figures.

Just like the Dark Moon Holy Son, although he was defeated, it was not because he was weak, but because the Heavenly Sword Saint Son of this generation was really a little too strong.

In fact, even Sikong Fei himself didn't believe it, don't look at his bold words, in fact, he had already secretly sent a message to Ye Qiyan, and when he fought a decisive battle with Cangluan, he would let Ye Qiyan take advantage of the chaos and leave on his own. Therefore, his purpose was to create a chaotic reality for Ye Qiyan.

Without waiting for Ye Qiyan to reply, Sikong Fei turned into a streamer with one step, rushing into the sky like a purple meteor and standing side by side with Cangluan.

He put the Xingchen Purple Sword in his hand into his body, and at the same time stretched out a pair of hands as white as jade, and said to Cangluan, who was holding a spear: "Come here, I'll let you have a sword." ”

His expression was very calm, unwavering, as if the sentence was very should, very natural. But it was this nature that made Cangluan's anger rush to the sky.

"You're looking for death. There has not been anyone of my generation who dares to despise me in this way, and today you will die. Cangluan's angry voice came out, the murderous aura and killing intent had accumulated to the extreme, and the sun god ring outside his body expanded more and more, almost incinerating everything within dozens of zhang around him.

Cangluan lifted the spear and swept his hand, and the spear in his hand tore apart the void in front of him like a heavenly annihilation, revealing a fifty-zhang long edge that stretched across the heavens and the earth, tearing all the houses under him into ruins.

The powerful murderous edge swept towards Sikong Fei, and the golden crow that was still flying in the sky also swept through the void and killed Sikong Fei with the Sun God Fire, wanting to kill him completely.

However, at this moment, Sikong Fei was no longer in a good position, bursts of star-like light rose from his body, and the blue-purple star vitality slowly overflowed from his body, and then hooked the star brilliance in the endless high distance of the sky, falling on his body, enveloping him.

He slowly stretched out his right hand and said slowly: "Star picker, kill it." ”

As the words fell, the star vitality on Sikong Fei's body slowly gathered in his palm, and then gradually condensed in front of him, forming a blue-purple giant palm with a size of nearly ten zhang, gathering countless vitality and condensing the power of heaven and earth in one palm.

The giant palm was held towards the golden crow and the huge spear that flew sideways, and he actually wanted to use the power of this palm to carry the two major killing styles of Cangluan.

To others, this is simply impossible. Because Cangluan is not only powerful in combat but also a day higher than Sikong Fei's realm, it is almost impossible for Sikong Fei to carry the two major killing moves like this.

But he didn't think so, because he would pick up stars himself. Don't look at Sikong Fei's star-picking hand today is smaller than the one he played in the ancient jungle at that time, and it is not as powerful as it looks. But he can clearly feel the powerful power contained in this palm, I am afraid that it is stronger than the previous palm, I don't know how many times, it is not the same at all.

With a loud bang, the giant hand of the stars took the lead in colliding with the huge golden crow, and the air wave generated by the collision of the two huge forces almost overturned all the stratus clouds in the sky, and the endless houses below were also turned into ashes.

However, the golden crow was directly crushed by Sikong Fei's star giant palm only a moment later, turning into a little bit of sun vitality and dissipating.

And although Sikong Fei's star-picking hand was also lost, he still met the big edge of the prop. With Sikong Fei's right hand movement, the star-picking hand also pinched into the shape of a half-gripping dragon claw, pinching the edge of the huge spear in his palm.

Boom!

There was another loud bang, and the two huge waves collided in the air, and the collision of the two forces at this moment was too huge. Because the two powerhouses were injecting follow-up power into it again, this collision was stronger than the first collision just now. Sikong Fei and Cangluan were both lifted out.

In the battle just now, Sikong Fei's position had already changed, and at this moment he was already flying out towards the city gate. With his body and body, he can break through the city in almost a moment.

He immediately transmitted the message to Ye Qiyan, asked Ye Qiyan to leave, and he came to open the way for him.

Ye Qiyan also moved when he heard the words, and almost only at the moment when Sikong Fei's transmission ended, he turned into a demon shadow and rushed towards the city gate, wanting to break through the city.

His speed was very fast, and as he practiced the Delusion Heavenly Demon Sutra, he was also actively dabbling in learning some of the magical spells left in the Demon Sutra. Because each of these magic spells can make him stronger, and he is getting closer and closer to the level of revenge.

There are illusion steps left in the Demon Sutra, which is the peerless body method left in the Demon Sutra, and incarnating the Demon Shadow is an extremely fast body method.

Almost only took a breath to come to the bottom of Sikong Fei, the city gate was already close at hand, as long as there was one more breath, you could go out.

Suddenly, a sword light slashed out from Ye Qiyan's side, the knife was fierce, exuding extreme masculine power, and faintly had a sun-like aura. Fiercely slashed at the night Qiyan, trying to kill him.

Ye Qi had no choice but to say this, and immediately retreated, dodging the sword light, and staring intently. The killing intent in his eyes was undisguised.

But when he saw the figure, his eyes became complicated.

The person who shot it was none other than him. It was Chen Jing's brother who stopped him at the beginning, Chen Qing. Chen Qing had a murderous intent on his face, his face was hideous, and he slaughtered him, but he burned the vitality in his body regardless of his own safety, and wanted to desperately lose his cultivation and leave Ye Qiyan behind.

Ye Qiyan's face darkened when he saw this, but he still made a bold move. The purple-blue magic light in his palm condensed, condensing into a light palm the size of a zhang in front of him, pressing directly towards Chen Qing and covering him.

Chen Qing is very strong, and he has the cultivation of the third level of soul transformation, which is not bad among his peers. But in the night, Qiyan didn't have the power to fight back at all. Ye Qiyan had already independently killed the moon sky that was not weaker than him when he was in the first heaven of the spirit transformation, and now with his cultivation of the fourth heaven of the spirit transformation, he wanted to kill it just in the palm of his hand.

After suppressing Chen Qing overnight, Qiyan did not kill him, but instead suppressed Chen Qing's burning vitality with his own strength, smoothing the bursting sun vitality. Then he swept past Chen Qing and whispered: "Whether you believe it or not, Senior Brother Chen Jing was not killed by me, I will avenge him." ”

After speaking, he dodged and rushed into the city gate, leaving Chen Qing standing in place with a sluggish face.

After Ye Qiyan stepped in, Sikong Fei also flew out of the city gate, and the two of them stepped out of Qingyue Ancient City.

As soon as Ye Qiyan stepped out of the city gate, a very powerful vitality came to him, and the vitality condensed, turning into a dragon claw five or six zhang long and enveloping Ye Qiyan, wanting to capture him.

At the same time, an earth-shattering roar was heard outside the city.

"Don't try to run away, give me death!"