The spear was extremely sharp, with the belief that Ou Yangming could cut everything.

The four seas and eight wildernesses, the sky and the earth, under this shot, have to temporarily avoid the edge, which is difficult to stop.

Dong Chenyu's face was solemn, and the flow of blood in his body had accelerated a lot. This shot gave him the feeling that it was very strong and strong, even if he was a Venerable One, he had to deal with it carefully.

His center of gravity descended downward, the breath on his body became thicker, like a mountain, Danhu Lake was glowing with colorful glow, spiritual power roared, and his two hands pushed outward, turning into two big white hands, tearing away at the gun, this is a clever Tai Chi push, Dong Chenyu wants to use this to resolve this blow.

"Boom ......" guns are shocking in the air, which seems to contain countless mysterious avenues, which are changing all the time, and the speed is also extremely fast, like lightning.

And those two big white hands condensed out of thin air turned out to be contrary to the exercises of the Blood Jiao clan.

Zhongzheng is majestic, with a wonderful artistic conception of unloading, and pays attention to the force.

There was a loud "......bang", and before the big hand could exert the dexterity of "fighting with force", it only lasted for two breaths before it completely collapsed.

If it was just like this, this blow could not be Ouyang Ming's strongest means, you know, the snow peak is full of thousands of feet, what kind of power is the power generated under the avalanche stacking? This already belongs to Tianwei. Besides, it is still urged by the true intention of the Tao. It can be said that this shot is the strongest shot that Ou Yangming has used so far, and the spirit and spirit are all one, so it can blast away the power of Dong Chenyu's blow, although it is unexpected, but it is also reasonable.

But the guns still didn't stop, and they slammed directly at Dong Chenyu.

Seeing this scene, Dong Chenyu's face changed slightly, and he secretly said in his heart, what a pervert, if this devours his bloodline, what kind of point can I reach, atavistic ancestor? Beyond atavism? The light in his eyes became brighter and brighter, but the movements in his hands were not ambiguous, and he hurriedly stabilized the shelf, as if it had become a towering mountain, a faint red light emanated from his body, Danhu Lake was completely boiling, both hands were raised at the same time, and the spiritual power was gathered, turning into a turtle that could suppress the eternal, blocking in front of him.

"Boom ......" the spear collided with this turtle, and the space was rippled with visible to the naked eye, and countless waves of qi swept out in all directions in a brutal and domineering attitude, and everywhere it passed, the aura was crushed, turned into countless hurricanes, rolled up countless yellow sand, overlapped one by one, rolled up to the sky, and in just a moment, it stirred up the prairie fire.

One breath, two breaths......

This turtle, which was forged with defensive power, trembled in unison with the great avalanche gun, and a wailing sound came out, as if it might collapse at any time.

A moment later, there was a bang on the ground, and at the same time, it collapsed inch by inch, turning into countless fragments of spiritual power.

Dong Chenyu's pupils shrank slightly, his right arm trembled, and the tiger's mouth in his palm cracked, dripping with blood.

Ou Yangming was even more miserable, his face was pale, his spiritual power was retrograde, all his internal organs were displaced, his body staggered, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out.

Silence, deathly silence......

The scene in front of him has surpassed these Tianjiao's cognitions. They never expected that Ou Yangming not only blocked a move, but also shattered the mouth of this alien venerable. Moreover, with this Venerable being fully defended, I couldn't help but think in my heart, what would happen if I were to do this trick? Many cultivators will die if they ask themselves and answer themselves, and without any suspense, they will die. This blow, even Daozi can't stop it.

This move has the posture of overpowering a generation.

Everyone looked at Ou Yangming's faces changed again, in addition to appreciation, they admired it even more.

"Alas, it's a pity, with the posture of a generation, but you have to die. A white-clothed man with a delicate face spoke softly.

"Yes, as long as he escapes today's catastrophe, jumps over the dragon gate, and becomes a god, it will be just around the corner. The other, the Peak Spirit Master, spoke up.

The meridian sword in He Jian's hand came out, pierced the throat of a bloody Jiao, licked his mouth vigorously, and said secretly in his heart, this shot, even if I use it to provoke the sky, I can't stop it, Brother Yu, how many surprises do you want to give me?

Jiang Yingrong's posture was light and graceful, her eyes were fiery, as if she had just met Ou Yangming, her sexy and fiery red lips parted, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, and a smile appeared on her face.

Funeral Sword became more and more sure in his heart, this transaction must not be a loss, and he tried to urge the engraved sword marks in his arm, pinching time in his heart, and at the same time looking for the best opportunity to make a move.

Dong Chenyu gently licked the blood in the palm of his hand, a look of banter appeared in his eyes again, and he said coldly: "You are the strongest spirit person I have ever seen, but after this shot was blasted out, your dantian spiritual power was exhausted, how can you fight?"

He knew that he had lost his eyes, and he was very wrong, before, he thought that He Jian was the strongest and the most difficult among this group of people, but he didn't expect that the strongest was actually this unattractive kid?

Ou Yangming didn't speak, he spread his hands indifferently, and secretly said in his heart, the time of ten breaths has arrived.

He believed in the burial sword, and since this swordsman said this, he would never be untargeted.

However, before this thought fell, the blood-colored small sword in the hand of the burial sword emitted a strange light. At the same time, the blood-colored sword light on the arm of the Burial Sword merged into the gods, and a violent aura spread to the surroundings.

It's a madness, a madness that defies all things.

The pure sword intent permeated, directly locking Dong Chenyu's qi machine firmly.

And the burial sword, the whole body is shrouded in sword qi, and the sword qi around it is born and destroyed, destroyed and born.

Like the cycle of life and death, forming a circle, his eyes were resolute, and he said softly: "This sword is a full blow from the peak master of the Absolute Sword Peak condensed with essence blood, borrow!" The voice was not loud, but it was like thunder.

Before the words fell, he slashed forward brazenly.

The entire world was divided into two parts by this sword light, one was yellow sand, and the other was sword qi.

This sword is extremely arrogant, and everything in the world has to bow its head in front of this sword.

Everywhere they passed, dozens of blood Jiao couldn't even react at all, and they had turned into ashes.

"Take advantage of this opportunity, run away!" the Burial Sword said, his face turned pale, and the full force of the Sword Cultivation Venerable's slash, just urging, the aura required can only be described in a massive amount, even if he is a Daozi, he is a little unbearable.

He Jian and Jiang Yingrong glanced at each other and nodded secretly.

As for Dong Chenyu, a strong crisis filled his mind, as if he was not careful for a while, he would be completely wiped out.

This blow, even he felt tricky, and he could only deal with it with all his might.

With a muffled roar in his heart, his body soared and turned into a bloody dragon. The scales on his body are blood-red, and the cold light is shining, and he is more than fifty feet. A dark black line spread from the top of the head to the tail, and if you look closely, it is actually an evil thing that looks like a dragon but not a dragon, like a snake and not a snake, and the muscles of the whole body are bowed, like a dragon, full of explosive power. The body shook slightly, and even the space seemed to tremble slightly.

The fierce color in Dong Chenyu's eyes flashed, and the dark black lines instantly lit up.

An evil thing that was not a dragon or a snake turned into a phantom, condensed out of thin air, and stood in front of him.

He exhaled suddenly, and an invisible wind spread, and the phantom that had condensed out of thin air suddenly crashed forward.

The "......Boom" aura exploded, and in just a moment, the phantom had a sign of collapse.

Dong Chenyu's complexion changed greatly, his right hand was raised, and a palm was slapped on the center of his eyebrows, spurting out a mouthful of blood. The blood contained a strong blood vein power, turning into a large cloud of blood mist, which was extremely scarlet. Dong Chenyu raised his hand and pointed at it, and the blood mist suddenly merged into the phantom, which stopped the decline and made the phantom stabilize, and it became more and more condensed. But the power of sword cultivation's attack was too strong, even if it spurted out the blood of the blood, Dong Chenyu still didn't take too much advantage.

At this time, there was only one thought left in the hearts of the people watching the battle, and it was a pervert with a heritage.

In fact, Ou Yangming's group, counting the burial sword, has a total of four people, except for Jiang Yingrong, the rest of them all have Daozi-level combat power.

Ou Yangming has the inheritance of the dragon and phoenix clans, and has great luck and great opportunity, there is no doubt about this.

He Jian is much inferior, but a sword is a sword that picks the sky, but it is Xu Aoran's inheritance of sword skills. This is a ruthless man who can crush the thunder with his bare hands and scatter the clouds.

As for the burial sword, it is also the first sect in Zhangzhou, the Daozi of the Seven Star Sect's Absolute Sword Peak, of course, compared to Ou Yangming, but compared with the rest of the people, this identity is already indescribably noble.

At this time, the burial sword pinched his hands at the same time, and said in a deep voice: "Explosion!"

Suddenly, this majestic sword qi exploded, and the waves of qi swept in all directions, and the sand dozens of zhang high was lifted and connected together, like a curtain composed of sand, which was pushed outward one by one, drawing countless concentric circles.

Everywhere they passed, life was cut off.

Even Dong Chenyu has to avoid the edge for the time being.

Tianjiao, who had gathered from all over the world, looked shocked, and hurriedly retreated backwards, even the Venerable was temporarily avoided, how could they stop it?

He muttered to himself, "Could it be that they can really get out of the hands of the Venerable?" I felt extremely frightened in my heart, and a group of spirits walked away from the hands of the Venerable, which made people feel crazy just thinking about it.

"Let's go......" Ou Yangming let out a low sigh, forcibly forced out the last trace of spiritual power, and fled away.

Jiang Yingrong, He Jian, and Burial Sword followed, turning into four cyan matches, and disappeared into the distance.

Dong Chenyu stepped back a hundred feet, avoiding the core where the sword qi exploded, his face was like frost, and his voice was like coming from the Nine Shadows Cold Pool: "Do you really think you can escape?

And the master of the Dead Turbidity Clan had already firmly locked their position, no matter how fast Ou Yangming and the four of them were, they could not compare to the Venerable.

What's more, there was not much spiritual energy left in Ou Yangming and the Burial Sword Dantian.

"Where are they?" asked Dong Chenyu Chuanyin, the voice roaring like thunder, and he seemed to be annoyed in his heart.

As soon as this sound came out, an ugly poisonous insect immediately flew out of the yellow sand and came to Dong Chenyu's ear and buzzed a few times.

"Hmph, it turns out that if you go to the northwest, you are simply looking for death! That is the Jedi, and it won't take long to get out of the sphere of influence of the Blood Dragon Family. With a gleam of blood in his eyes, he chased after him.