In a bundle of gazes.

Fang Baiyu's figure had already slowly risen to the commanding heights.

But see.

As soon as his pupils closed, the tiger-headed golden spear actually erupted into a tiger roar at this moment. The Tiger Head Zhan Golden Spear seemed to be about to break free from his hand at this moment, and at the same time, the starlight in the sky also quickly converged and injected into the Tiger Head Zhan Golden Spear in his hand.

"Roar!"

A real whistling came from the void.

Under the shocked gaze of everyone.

The tiger-headed golden spear in his hand actually burst out with infinite streamers at this moment, and in the next moment, this piece of streamer swept in a hurry, and it turned into a blue-eyed golden tiger with two wings on its back and body in the gallop flying. When you rush down from the sky, it's like a meteorite falling from the sky!

With infinite power, it was already in front of Yang Mucheng.

"Xuan-rank mid-grade martial arts!"

There was a burst of exclamations from the crowd.

"Unexpectedly, Ziyang Zhenren taught Fang Baiyu all the Xuan-rank mid-grade martial arts!"

Rumble!

The blue-eyed tiger flew down.

The surging pressure is like a tide sweeping around. I heard only a crackling sound, and the shield that wrapped around the ring was actually covered with terrible rifts under this coercion. Even, before the attack arrived, the shocking coercion was already frantically crushing.

"Boom!"

Yang Mucheng's body sank, and he only felt as if a Wanjun mountain peak had fallen on his body. Even his feet were crushed into the ground. With Yang Mucheng's feet as the center, the ground made of obsidian actually spread a spider web-like crack!

"Yang Mucheng, Your Highness, see how you catch this move!"

Fang Baiyu shouted, and the blue-eyed tiger emitted a burst of dazzling light, and blasted towards Yang Mucheng. The terrifying blue-eyed tiger, with monstrous killing intent and unparalleled momentum, crushed down frantically, such a terrible battle made everyone startled.

The surrounding martial artists can see that this move is definitely a mid-grade martial art. Although he didn't fully grasp it, the power he possessed was not something that anyone could resist!

Can Yang Mucheng resist it?

Everyone looked at Yang Mucheng.

It didn't matter what he looked at, but his eyes widened, and he cried out in a lost voice:

"Oops!"

But see.

Yang Mucheng's Heavenly Divine Dragon Blood Sword was actually crushed by the blue-eyed tiger, and cracks quickly opened all over the place. And for every inch that the blue-eyed essence golden tiger crushed, an inch of the sword body of the Holy Dragon Blood Sword was crushed into powder.

Even under the shocked gaze of countless people, the slender and domineering Holy Dragon Blood Sword was actually half devoured by the blue-eyed essence gold beast!

Roar!

Then, a tiger roar rang out.

The blue-eyed golden tiger actually let out a roar, and the giant claws suddenly slapped down. And with this claw, half of the Holy Dragon Blood Sword in Yang Mucheng's hand shattered. said that it was too late, and when the tiger claw was about to slap on Yang Mucheng's body, Yang Mucheng retreated abruptly.

The tiger's claw pressed lightly on the ground.

"Boom!"

It was as if the whole earth had been torn apart by a tiger's claws.

"Escape? Do you think you can escape? You have no way to escape!"

Fang Baiyu let out a roar, and the blue-eyed essence golden tiger didn't stop in the slightest. With a more ferocious attitude than before, he rushed towards Yang Mucheng!

"Holy!"

Seeing this scene, Ye Shujin shouted loudly.

Just when the Dragon Hall Ancestor was about to help, Ziyang Zhenren waved the dust in his hand lightly. I saw a 'buzz' in the air, and an invisible barrier quickly appeared, isolating them in the corner of the ring. Glancing at everyone lightly, Ziyang Zhenren sneered:

"No one is allowed to interfere in the battle of the inner door selection!"

There are no helpers.

There is no way back.

Could he ......

At this moment, a terrible picture appeared in everyone's minds.

And Fang Baiyu was even more hideous, he seemed to have seen the scene of Yang Mucheng being killed by himself.

"Run?"

Yang Mucheng sneered.

He stood on the soles of his feet and stopped abruptly.

"Just use the Divine Finger!"

Yang Mucheng said secretly in his heart.

The Nine Dragons Flying Sword is his biggest hole card, and the fewer times these nine flying swords are exposed, the better.

When the blue-eyed tiger attacked, Yang Mucheng even closed his eyes. At this moment, Yang Mucheng's whole person's momentum changed suddenly, and he actually rose up crazily at this moment. At this time, Yang Mucheng is like the way of heaven that dominates everything!

"Do you dare to pretend to be a ghost?"

Feeling the terrifying aura that was constantly surging in Yang Mucheng's body, Fang Baiyu's eyes immediately opened angrily and let out a roar. He gritted his teeth, and the internal energy of his body poured into the void desperately. The already terrifying blue-eyed essence golden tiger turned around at this moment, growing to more than 100 meters.

At the same time as he pounced in front of Yang Mucheng, the claw of the sky suddenly slapped down!

Laugh at!

Just when the eyes of countless people were looking, just as this claw was about to be photographed, Yang Mucheng suddenly opened his eyes. A gaze that almost condensed into substance, like the pupils of gods and demons that illuminate the void. Immediately after, he pointed a finger slowly.

Quietly, it landed on the giant claw of the blue-eyed golden tiger.

Rumble!

The sound of explosions resounded in the sky, and the frenzy spread. Under the shocked gaze of countless people, the blue-eyed tiger that was hit by this divine finger turned out to be like a cocoon, and disappeared wildly. After the tiger beast disappeared, Yang Mucheng's crystal clear finger was already on the tiger head Zhan golden spear.

"Click......"

I only heard a slight sound resounding, and this mid-grade blade of the Xuan Rank was actually under a finger, and it was also turned into powder.

Yang Mucheng's body trembled slightly.

It was worthy of being a god-killing finger comparable to the middle grade of the Xuan Rank, even if he was promoted to the middle stage of the Xuan Sea, he still couldn't fully manifest the power of this finger. This powerful and victorious finger directly drained most of the internal strength of his whole body.

Of course!

Its power, compared to that day, is naturally self-evident.

This exquisitely carved finger blasted through the blue-eyed golden tiger at the same time, and destroyed the withered and decayed point forward. After smashing the Tiger Head Zhan Golden Spear, it was even more unabated, and it hit Fang Baiyu's chest. This Bai Yu didn't have the support of the 'Eternal Green Array' like Lin Chuhao......

"Bang!"

There was a muffled sound.

Fang Baiyu's back, the position corresponding to it, suddenly exploded. Thirty percent of the blood in his body was reversed by this finger blast, turning into a bloody arrow and shooting out from his back.

"Wow~"

As for Fang Baiyu, he spit out a mouthful of blood mist, shot seven or eight meters backwards, and fell heavily to the ground.

"It seems that I have won!"

Yang Mucheng said lightly.

(End of chapter)