Looking at Yang Teng's upside-down figure, Ye Qiyan tightened the spear in his hand. Gao shouted: "Yang Teng, today you hurt me in the front and insult me in the back." But the king is about to be crowned, so I won't say much. You take me, and if you don't die, I'll spare your life. ”

When Yang Teng heard this, his face suddenly sank. Said angrily: "Ye Qiyan, don't think that you can despise me like this if you advance to a heavy level. In the second heaven of the mere spirit transformation, I, Yang Teng, still don't pay attention to it. Don't say that if you are picked up in one style, even if it is ten and hundred, what is the difficulty. Come on, behead you. Yang Teng's momentum was released again, and he lifted the spear and approached Ye Qiyan.

Ye Qiyan was indifferent and speechless, and with a bang on his body, a burst of golden light rose from his body that had never appeared before. It is neither the blood-red murderous aura of the gods and demons, nor the moon-white vitality of the sword codex. It was a golden light that had never been seen in him.

A shallow dragon chant came from Ye Qiyan's body, the voice was a little distant, but it was clear, and it gradually sounded, echoing on the floating cloud platform.

The purple gold spear that belonged to the moon sky in his hand had completely changed to gold at this time, coiled with a thin golden dragon pattern, a little shallow, but real.

Ye Qiyan took a step forward and jumped forward, and suddenly the dragon groan on his body became brighter, and he held a spear and blasted towards where Yang Teng was. Gao shouted:

"The dragon lance turned and the heavens moved. ”

"Roar—"

The sound of the dragon's groan clearly resounded through the floating cloud platform on the top of Qingyun Mountain, and a golden divine dragon phantom more than ten zhang long appeared on the floating cloud platform, coiled on the spear in Ye Qiyan's hand, exuding the aura of the divine dragon that shocked all things, and bombarded Yang Teng.

Yang Teng originally heard Ye Qiyan's words, although he was shocked in his heart, he was not frightened. At this time, Ye Qiyan may be slightly stronger than him, but it is absolutely impossible to kill him with one blow, and it is extremely difficult to even seriously injure him.

However, when the golden dragon spear stabbed out, Yang Teng's heart suddenly tightened.

A threat of death loomed over him, and he knew that if he didn't fight with all his might, he would probably die on the spot.

He hurriedly threw all the power of his body into the Heavenly Divine Mirror above his head. Regardless of whether the Divine Mirror could withstand it or not, he held the Divine Mirror in front of him and faced the extremely powerful dragon spear.

The Coiling Dragon Golden Spear Dragon roared, and with the seven words of the night, it instantly passed through the void and came to Yang Teng's body, and slammed into the Yantian Divine Mirror.

Bite!

The tip of the spear pierced straight above the mirror surface of the Yantian Divine Mirror, and suddenly a ripple-like brilliance rippled on the mirror, blocking the dragon spear in Ye Qiyan's hand.

Yang Teng's face immediately turned white, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, but his expression turned one hundred and eighty degrees. No more frightened, even with a smile on his face. Because of this shot, he took it.

Overnight, Qiyan's cold voice came again.

"Do you think you took it?"

"Give me death, kill. ”

Ye Qiyan's body once again erupted with earth-shattering power, and a huge force surged on the Coiling Dragon Golden Gun again. The spear that was originally blocked by the Yantian Divine Mirror suddenly sent out a huge force again, and it hit the mirror again.

Bite!

Click!

On the incomparably smooth mirror, the gap that had been cut by Ye Qiyan expanded again, and then countless fine cracks appeared on the mirror again, as if a complete piece of glass had been hit, and endless cracks climbed onto the mirror.

With a bang, the imitation of the legendary Yantian Divine Mirror shattered, and the mirror shattered into slag, falling one after another, and falling to the ground.

Yang Teng's expression changed dramatically again, no longer colorless, as white as paper.

Immediately afterward, his complexion changed again, turning bright red.

Poof!

He spurted out a mouthful of blood from his back and was shaken back a few steps.

The spear of Qiyan did not spare him, and the spear rushed forward again like a dragon, passing through the broken mirror, and with a snort, it stabbed into Yang Teng's lower abdomen. Suddenly, the blood flowed down like flowing water as if he didn't want money, dyeing Yang Teng red.

Just like Ye Qiyan, who was seriously injured by Yang Teng before.

However, it is obvious that Yang Teng's vitality is not as tenacious as Ye Qiyan. He weakly grabbed the purple gold spear, trying to stop Ye Qiyan from piercing in. It's pitiful to look at.

Seven words do not have the slightest mercy, nor do they need the slightest pity.

Ye Qiyan shook the spear, gave the spear again, and slapped his palm at the end of the spear. Shot the spear out with Yang Teng.

Bite.

The spear pierced Yang Teng's lower abdomen and nailed it to the floating cloud platform.

Hiss -

Everyone outside the arena couldn't help but gasp when they saw this.

Ruthless, just too ruthless.

Wherever Yang Teng hurts him, he will hurt him, and if Yang Teng wants to trample on his dignity, he will trample on Yang Teng's dignity. Completely govern others in their own way.

Everyone looked at Yang Teng with a hint of pity, and everyone understood that this Yang Teng was completely ruined. Such a blow destroyed the withering and decaying, and completely destroyed all Yang Teng's hopes in terms of strength and spirit. Yang Teng, a genius disciple of Qingyang Palace, may be extinct in the Emperor Heaven Realm from now on.

There are only many disciples of Heavenly Sword Mountain, there is no trace of mercy, only happiness. None of them felt that what Ye Qiyan had done was excessive, what Yang Benteng did just now was only above this.

The blood flowed for a long time, and Yang Teng was weak, and his eyes had almost lost his life. Completely self-inflicted, his life has been ruined.

Ye Qiyan's eyes didn't show regret, and he didn't even bear it. Mo said that at this moment, the demonic qi entered the body, even if there was no demonic qi entering the body, Yang Teng did not have the slightest reason to be sympathetic.

Without hesitation, he turned around and walked to the battlefield on the other side, without even giving him a glance.

With his right hand back, Ye Qiyan once again faced the chaotic battlefield where Duanmu Mingchuan and the others were, and he wanted to go in again and fight with them.

"Ye Qiyan, what you just performed was the dragon spear technique of Cang Xiaotian?" Duanmu Mingchuan's cold voice came.

Duanmu Mingchuan actually broke away from the battlefield of the other two, and stood proudly in the void and looked at Ye Qiyan.

Ye Qiyan's eyes suddenly froze.

Duanmu Mingchuan, Duanmu family, dragon spear technique...... Brother Cang!

Yes, I still remember that when Xia Xiao introduced Brother Cang's life and deeds to him before, he mentioned that Cang Xiaotian once challenged a powerful elder from the Duanmu family, and in the end, the elder of the Duanmu family was defeated and killed by Cang Xiaotian.

For this reason, the Duanmu family once issued a wanted warrant to Cang Xiaotian together with several other major forces to hunt down and kill Cang Xiaotian. Although Cang Xiaotian escaped, the hatred between the two sides has always existed.

Tonight, Qiyan performed the unique Cangxiaotian Dragon Spear Technique in front of Duanmu Mingchuan, an outstanding contemporary disciple of the Duanmu family, which would naturally attract his attention.

However, since he has married Cang Xiaotian as a brother, he should be blessed and share hardships, and his enemies will naturally have to take it over.

Ye Qiyan said without hesitation: "Yes, it is the technique of the dragon spear." ”

Duanmu Mingchuan's eyes immediately froze, and he snorted coldly: "Okay, since this is the case, then you must be inseparable from that Cang Xiaotian." ”

"Then you can come and fight me. ”

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and the blue light in his hand flashed, and the crystal blue light covered his palm. He used his palm as a knife towards Ye Qiyan and immediately cut it down.

Suddenly, a three-foot sword full of blue light broke through the sky, crossing the night sky like a meteor, and slammed into Ye Qiyan's heart.

Ye Qiyan's eyes froze, the Spirit Slashing Sword hummed, and the holy moon-white light rose up.

He stabbed at the void, and the tip of the slashing sword struck with the blue light sword.

While.

One green and one white, the two sharp rays collided, and the light appeared at once, and then dissipated in the air.

"What's the point of fighting you. ”

Ye Qiyan rose into the air, and the spirit slashing sword in his hand roared again. Suddenly, the Spirit Slashing Sword hung between Ye Qiyan's hands, and the moon-white vitality between Ye Qiyan's hands was imprinted on the sword's body, and suddenly one after another moon-white sword qi buzzed through the air, killing Duanmu Mingchuan at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

The cloud-piercing sword qi appeared again, this style of sword qi was mainly fast, but the power was much weaker. It was almost impossible to create any obstacles to Duanmu Mingchuan, even if it was just to hinder him, he couldn't do anything. After all, Duanmu Mingchuan is not comparable to the likes of Yang Teng in the moonlight.

Therefore, this type of cloud-piercing sword qi, Ye Qiyan just wanted to return the sword before Duanmu Mingchuan. Make it clear that you do not accept any deterrence.

Sure enough, Duanmu Mingchuan didn't pay attention to the moon-white sword qi that broke through the sky, and directly threw out a punch to disperse all the sword qi, and then shot again, and slammed into Ye Qiyan on the ground with a punch.

The fist is fierce and incomparable, but it exudes a fresh breath of life, but there is endless destructive power in that vitality, and there is unparalleled pressure.

Ye Qiyan's face immediately sank, and sure enough, he was worthy of being one of the strongest heirs of the Duanmu family, and he had already heard of the strength of Duanmu Mingchuan. Among the Tianjiao of the Southern Regions that Luo Tianjun once told him was the descendant of the Duanmu family, it is said that this person's comprehension of the Duanmu Family Life Sutra is almost unmatched among the same generation, and the strength of the combat power far exceeds that of the same generation. Even Luo Tianjun compared Duanmu Mingchuan with his senior brother Luo Changge, which can be imagined that this person is powerful.

But the matter has come to this point, Ye Qiyan will not worry, but it is just a battle.

The spirit slashing sword in Ye Qiyan's hand was flooded with moon-white waves, and the huge moon-white sword qi slashed towards the sky from the bottom up, and the Broken Sky Sword came out again, and the long sword in Ye Qiyan's hand faintly flowed out again The sound of huge waves turning the sky upside down, with the decisive intention of breaking the sky and breaking the sky, met Duanmu Mingchuan's fist.

While.

The fists and swords intersected, Duanmu Mingchuan's fist was not damaged, and the surface of his fist was flowing with a light green yuan aura curtain to blast the long sword away, but Ye Qiyan was caught off guard and was shocked by the power of this punch and took a few steps back.

Ye Qiyan's eyes showed a fighting intent, and he did not show any timidity, and he raised his sword to meet him again, fighting with him.

On the huge floating cloud platform, from the battle of hundreds of thousands of people during the day, to the current area of thousands of feet, there are only three battlefields left, and six young masters are still fighting, working hard to become the king.

Each of them is the strongest young generation under the age of twenty in the Southern Regions today, and their natural combat power is already standing at the top of everyone.

Don't say that they, even Liu Qing, Mu Liang and Yang Teng, who have just left the scene, are also the top young powerhouses, and they are only a thin line away from them.

It's just that the road of kings will not allow even one more person to stand side by side. At least one of the six of them will surely be defeated and withdraw from this crown.

It's just that I don't know who will lose.

The only one who showed some signs of defeat was the Holy Son of the Stygian Moon, who was almost unable to support it under the powerful attack of the Lone Sword.

It's not that the Holy Son of the Dark Moon is too weak, it's just that the Lone Sword One is too strong. The combat power shown by the Holy Son of the Dark Moon is so strong, if it is a battle with Liu Qing Muliang and the others, the Holy Son of the Dark Moon can almost be said to be a sure winner.

It's a pity that he met Lone Jianyi. And Lone Jian is bent on killing him, but he can only say that he is unlucky.

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