"Sure enough, it's the third level of condensation!"

The shot just now was just a temptation from Yang Han, and he wanted to be sure of one thing.

Qiao Feilong has indeed broken through.

And like him, he is also the third level of condensation, and the realm of the third rate of the day after tomorrow.

Qiao Feilong held a cyan spear in his hand, and rode a scaly war horse under his crotch to step on the swallow horse. In the face of Yang Han's tentative blow, Qiao Feilong shot back, and his body did not move at all.

"Haha, it's the same as the third level of condensation, but you're not my opponent at all. The qi and blood of the third level of martial arts cultivation are comparable to hundreds of ordinary people. Your qi and blood, our Qiao family accepted it. ”

Qiao Feilong's eyes flashed with excitement.

"Qinglong is out of Xiu!"

I saw a little cold light, and then a cyan spear in Qiao Feilong's hand, like a cyan dragon, flew up from the abyss and swept in.

What a fast marksmanship!

"It would be nice if at this time, I had a Fang Tian Painting Halberd in my hand. ”

Because Yang Han is cultivating the "Reverse Scale Battle Halberd Diagram" battle halberd martial arts!

With a Fang Tian Painting Halberd in hand, he could use Qiao Feilong to hone his battle halberd martial arts.

Yang Han had a thought in his heart, and as soon as the white bone mace in his hand was blocked in front of him, the sharp tip of the cyan spear in Qiao Feilong's hand had already been pointed at the white bone mace.

Rumble!

The power exploded.

A powerful wave of air erupted from the place of the battle, and the wind swept by, directly extinguishing several nearby torches, causing the light in the square to dim for a while.

Although the white-boned mace blocked the spear, it couldn't stop the powerful force that surged through.

Yang Han's feet sank deep into the square, and his body couldn't stop regressing.

Yang Han's feet forced a gully ten inches deep and ten zhang long in the smooth mirror-like square, and the person fell directly in front of Liu Rou and Jian Shu.

"Brother Yang, half a year ago, he was really the second most important condensation. ”

Yang Han was repelled one after another, and Jian Shu's tears were about to fall.

Half a year ago, Qiao Feilong was indeed the second most important condensation decision.

This is what Jian Shu saw with her own eyes.

You can't go wrong!

She didn't deceive Yang Han, if Yang Han misunderstood her because of this, even if Jian Shu had a hundred mouths, it would be difficult to explain it clearly to Yang Han.

"It's none of your business, he's already broken through. ”

Yang Han naturally wouldn't be so pedantic, and said without looking back. Hearing this, Jian Shu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, fortunately Yang Han didn't misunderstand her.

Qiao Feilong broke through the realm, but it was more in line with Yang Han's mind.

Because only by facing a strong man can he continue to hone his martial arts.

Yang Han's gaze was always staring ahead, and the battle intent in his eyes was extremely surging.

Boom!

Yang Han had just stood still, and suddenly took another step, his figure flashed one after another, and he killed Qiao Feilong again.

Qiao Feilong rode a war horse and stepped on a swallow horse, and also attacked Yang Han.

The cyan spear in his hand shook out one after another, and the spear edge changed endlessly. The spear flowers are not shaken out at random, but are cast according to certain rules.

"Green Dragon Swims in the Sky!"

Qiao Feilong roared angrily, and the cyan spear in his hand suddenly shook, and let out a high-pitched roar, like a dragon roar.

At the moment when the dragon chant came out, one by one the spear flowers were condensed together, and a cyan dragon seemed to emerge from the void.

Accompanied by the dragon's roar, a cyan swimming dragon condensed by countless spear flowers roared towards Yang Han.

Yang Han's eyes lit up.

did not continue to wield the white bone mace, but put the white bone mace into the carry-on storage bag as soon as possible.

Punch!

Jiuyang Magic Crystal!

Fist Seal of the Collapsed Mountain!

Snort!

Suddenly, a scorching heat wave surged, like a volcano suddenly erupting violently.

A scorching heat wave that almost distorted the void. Around the square, the torches that had been extinguished by a strong blow of the wind were now rekindled.

The fire was bright.

Yang Han used his fist to evolve the first form of the "Mountain and Sea Fist Seal Sutra", the Collapse Mountain Fist Seal.

Not only that, but the pure Yang Xingchen Yuan Force in the Nine Yang Demon Crystal was also integrated into the fist seal, and the red lines were like rivers formed by the convergence of magma, quickly serpentine out, and in an instant, they were covered with the entire Collapse Mountain Fist Seal.

The Collapse Mountain Fist Seal, which combines the power of fists and Jiuyang Demon Crystals, is like a condensed fist of fire.

Yang Han aimed at the dragon head of the attacking cyan swimming dragon, and his eyes revealed a touch of fortitude.

At this moment, any words are superfluous.

Only one punch can be smashed to destroy the green dragon!

The Fire Fist and the cyan dragon collided violently.

A small fist, even if it is shrouded in a layer of Collapse Fist Marks, is like a fist of fire. But compared to the cyan dragon condensed by countless spear flowers, it is weak and pitiful.

Qiao Feilong rode on top of the war horse and stepped on the swallow horse, and his eyes revealed a look of madness and sneer.

Yang Han dared to use the flesh fist mark against his marksmanship, it was simply an old birthday star hanging, and his life was too long.

Die!

But this thought had just risen, and the powerful force transmitted from the tip of the spear made Qiao Feilong change color for a while.

In the void, a seemingly small fire fist actually blocked the cyan swimming dragon.

Ding Ding Ding!

Qiao Feilong's spear was sharp and unstoppable.

Yang Han's fists are also sharp.

The two needles faced Maimang, and there was a burst of gold and iron clashing.

Suddenly, the corners of Qiao Feilong's eyes twitched on the swallow horse, because the tip of his spear was constantly turning red, as if it was being roasted on a fire.

There was also a powerful and incomparable heat coming from the body of the gun, and Qiao Feilong felt that what he was holding was not the body of the gun, but a soldering iron that was about to be burned red.

Snort!

In the blink of an eye, the entire head of the spear turned red.

Not an illusion, it's really burned into a soldering iron.

Snort!

Qiao Feilong held one of the hands on the body of the gun, and suddenly there was a smell of burnt meat.

Hiss!

Qiao Feilong gasped.

Scald!

It's hot!

As he continued, his hand holding the spear had to be charred on the outside and tender on the inside.

At this time, the cyan dragon you and the fire fist were consuming each other, and even the dragon head was already on the verge of fragmentation, completely relying on Qiao Feilong to support it.

If you hold on, the spear will turn into a puddle of molten iron.

Withdraw!

Qiao Feilong immediately made a decision, and he was about to withdraw his spear.

The cyan spear is like the bones of the dragon's spine of the cyan swimming dragon, and as soon as the spear retreats, the cyan swimming dragon loses all its supporting strength, and immediately shows a defeat trend, and is destroyed into slag by the fist mark of the collapsed mountain.

Syllable!

As soon as the spear in Qiao Feilong's hand retreated halfway, he couldn't retreat a bit.

Because a hand is firmly grasping the red spear head, the originally sharp spear head, pinched and deformed. And no matter how Qiao Feilong exerted his strength, the hand that held the red spear head did not move at all.

Yang Han shot like lightning, while the cyan dragon faded little by little.

In this way, Yang Han seemed to have put his hand into the body of the cyan swimming dragon, and pulled out the bones of the cyan swimming dragon's dragon backbone alive and locked it in his hand.

Come down for me.

Yang Han pulled back hard, and Qiao Feilong involuntarily flew down from the swallow horse.

"Dragon Claw Gong!"

While flying down, Qiao Feilong was no longer obsessed with his cyan spear, a touch of ferocity flashed in his eyes, and his hands posed in a strange shape.

The thumb is lonely.

The index and middle fingers seem to merge together.

The ring finger and the little finger seem to merge together.

The fingers are bent, and the two hands resemble strange-looking dragon claws.

The dragon claw skill was caught at a tricky angle, and the speed was extremely fast, and before it was close, there was an extremely fierce claw wind blowing in the face.

The fierce claw wind seemed to tear Yang Han apart.

This claw is amazing!

Yang Han realized this, so he naturally wouldn't let the Dragon Claw Gong get close.

Although he didn't know dragon claw skills, he also made five fingers into claws, and a faint light lit up between his fingers, which was against Qiao Feilong's two dragon claws.

Qiao Feilong clasped Yang Han's hands.

Yang Han also clasped Qiao Feilong's hands.

At this time, although the two were facing each other, no one could help anyone.

A flash of surprise flashed in Qiao Feilong's eyes, he didn't expect Yang Han to be so strong and able to fight him to such an extent.

"Although I can't kill you, you can't kill me either!Leave the remnants of the Jian family behind, and take your companions back to Canglan Academy!"

Qiao Feilong smiled, his eyes full of banter.

"If you can tell me about Changfeng Town and the Vacuum Monk, I can spare you from dying. ”

Yang Han looked at Qiao Feilong indifferently and said.

"Haha. I just don't say it, what can you do to me, if you have the ability, you will step on the threshold behind me and walk into Qiao's house to see it yourself. You still want to kill me? Can you kill me? How can you kill me? Kill me! Come on!"

Qiao Feilong was extremely arrogant.

He was confident enough because the two had their hands clasped over each other.

If Yang Han attacks with his feet, won't he fight back with his feet?

If Yang Han attacked with his head, wouldn't he fight back with his head?

No matter what moves Yang Han uses, Qiao Feilong is confident that he can perfectly resolve it.

"That's it. ”

As he spoke, Yang Han opened his teeth. A True Qi arrow shot out of his mouth as it condensed.

Burst!

A flash of light suddenly came out, and the True Qi Arrow pierced through Qiao Feilong's head.

Qiao Feilong's eyes widened in shock, and then his thoughts stopped completely.

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