In the middle of a sparsely populated path, Xing Ziliang sat cross-legged on the ground. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

He was swallowing Lingyuan, running energetically, his body was hot, his blood was boiling, and the sea of consciousness was surging, he wanted to adjust himself to his peak state, waiting for the fierce battle that was about to come.

It will be an almost invincible battle, and the foundation will be built and the battle will be over!

A rainbow light hovered in the sky, slowly falling.

Cang Zheng came, and his eyes stopped on the body of Xing Ziliang.

Xing Ziliang opened his eyes, stretched his waist, and complained slightly: "I've been waiting for a long time, why did you come?"

Cang Zheng's eyes were extremely cold, and he said, "Liang Chuan, you have gone too far this time, right?"

Xingzi Liang was dazed and asked, "What?"

"You almost killed a Protoss, do you know what the consequences will be?"

The torturer Liang ruffian smiled: "I don't care, who told him to make me unhappy." ”

"Okay!" said Cang Zheng sneered, "but I'll take care of it, just let me carry your head back." ”

Xing Ziliang retracted his expression, and the sword shadows around him floated out.

"Then you, just give it a try!"

As soon as the words fell, the torturer Liang made a bold move, and three shadow clones rushed out, and they lifted the sword shadow to kill.

The shadow suddenly came to the front of the calamity, the majestic energy was vented, and the three sword shadows slashed down at the same time!

"Bang!"

The calamity was taken away, the virtual palm manifested, and it was slapped from left to right, and the three shadows were scattered!

Xing Ziliang's expression became solemn, but the battle intent in his eyes became more and more vigorous, like a fire burning.

He moved with a single step, used his body to deceive and kill, and condensed the Qi Mist Sword in his hand.

"Catastrophe!" "Torturer Liang roared angrily, "I said, I will definitely beat you away!"

Cang Zheng looked at Xing Ziliang with an indifferent expression, and just as his figure was killed, he suddenly raised his leg and kicked it down!

"Bang!"

In an instant, the ground cracked!

The strong oppressive force penetrated through Xing Ziliang's body, and he even felt that his eyes were suddenly black for a moment, and the Strength Qi Mist Sword shattered in an instant, and that kick pressed on his shoulder, like a mountain!

His whole body sank, he lost his balance, and fell to the ground.

Xing Ziliang vomited a mouthful of blood, and his pupils shrank in disbelief.

"It's so strong......," he muttered in his heart, "An extremely strong sense of oppression, even the Kuhui Zen Master of the Triple Heaven of the Jie Dan is not so strong......

In the past, Cang Tribulation was the best among his peers in Shenzhou, ranking the strongest, but now it is only the two heavens of the Yudan, but it is already so strong that it is boundless.

For the first time, Xing Ziliang felt that there was no chance of winning, but he was born to fight, and the powerful opponent instead stimulated his ferocity and made his fighting spirit stronger and stronger!

"Ahh

He erupted into a roar, Cang Tribulation's right leg pressed on his shoulder, he supported his body, stood up as if he was carrying a mountain, the Dao sword shadow reappeared, the sword blade turned, and all fell, to cut off Cang Tribulation's right leg!

Cang Zheng waved his hand, his breath roared, shattering all the sword shadows, and he raised his foot and kicked Ziliang's chest.

Xing Ziliang vomited another mouthful of blood, his body couldn't help but take a few steps back, coughed twice, the pain spread all over his body, and his hands were numb.

"Liang Chuan, listen up, I don't have time to ...... with you"

Before Cang Zheng finished speaking, Xing Ziliang roared again, rushing to kill, the sword qi was close to his body, and the sword light was confused.

"I'm going to kill you!"

The sword qi swept away, and the sword light flashed, dazzling.

Xing Ziliang punched at the same time, the fist wind was whistling, and the energy exploded in all directions.

"Bang!"

The sound of sword qi wiped through Cang Zheng's clothes and cut off a few strands of hair, but it couldn't hurt his body!

The body was unharmed, except for some reddish abrasions.

Torture Ziliang smashed his fist into his chest, but Cang Zheng's body didn't move, only the corners of his clothes were hunting and flying.

"Have you had enough?"

Cang Zheng clenched his fist, and the strength surrounded the fist, scorching hot as fire.

"Bang!"

He raised his hand and struck a heavy fist, and once again blasted the torturer beam upside down, knocking down the street lamp pole.

"You can't hurt me, and you still want to drive me out of this country?" Cang Zheng sneered, "It's useless, no matter what, you can't win me, and you will die at my hands today." ”

Xing Ziliang stood up, his body became hot, and the sound of Lingyuan's breathing was extremely heavy.

"I didn't play with you......"

He jumped out, his sword qi seemed to be attached to his arms, and the sound of swords rang out when he clenched his fists.

"I'm going to kill you!"

The fierce fists continued to fall like raindrops, and the energy exploded around the two of them, and the sword roared non-stop.

Xing Ziliang was almost draining all his strength, all of which were gathered in a pair of fists, and he exploded with strength!

"Bang-!bang-!bang!"

The fierce fist became heavier and heavier, smashing Cang Tribulation's clothes, and finally, the torturer actually blasted Cang Zheng back a step!

However, it still failed to really hurt the body of the calamity.

Cang Zheng's face sank, his tone was extremely cold, and he said, "You listen to me, no matter how many times you try......"

"It's just tickling me!"

At the time of the catastrophe, a huge palm shadow manifested and slammed out horizontally!

"Poof!"

Xing Ziliang vomited blood, and the whole person was blasted to the side by the palm shadow, and his arms were bloody.

Cang Zheng turned around, his expression indifferent.

"No matter how many times you try, how much you struggle, you will die ......"

"Dao Sheng's sword-!"

Without waiting for Cang Zheng to finish speaking, Xing Ziliang shot again, and the three shadow clones walked together, he took the lead, and almost four forces burst out at the same time!

The powerful power was vented, and the surrounding spirit yuan was disordered.

Four sword shadows, four heavy punches, all fell at the same time, straight to the big hole of the calamity entrance!

"Boom!"

The majestic aura exploded, and Cang Zheng was blasted back a few steps, four shallow marks were cut on his body, blood flowed out, and his chest was smashed blue.

"Whew, Whew......"

Xingzi Liang gasped for breath, his hands were hanging down, his whole body became weak, the shadow dissipated, the qi in his body was lacking, and the breathing method was already difficult to support the throughput of the spirit yuan.

Cang Zheng lowered his head, unable to see his expression, but a few green tendons appeared on his head.

"It's time for the game to ......"

When he looked up, a roar of breath erupted from all over his body, and the big bones rattled.

"I am different from you...... he said to Xing Ziliang, "even if you are Tianjiao, I was the one who stood at the pinnacle of many Tianjiao......

"Why does Zhuji stand on the Dan?"

"Today, I'll let you see, the gap between Yuedan and Zhuji, the gap between me and you!"

As soon as the Cang Tribulation Body Method moved, the speed was so fast that Xing Ziliang couldn't see clearly, let alone dodge.

"Bang!"

A powerful force invaded, and a hand pressed on the head of Xing Ziliang, smashing him to the ground.

Then, the knee of Cang Tribulation was pressed down, and the big bone of the spine of the torture beam was bent!

"Your good luck is over......"

"Next, you just die. ”

Cang Zheng clenched his fists, and was about to smash down on the entrance of the top of the skull of the torture son, killing him with one blow.

Suddenly, the wind started.

The sky roared like thunder.

When the fist is about to fall, it can no longer fall.

A stronger sense of oppression struck, and it made the calamity fearful.

Someone grabbed his fist.

"Good luck......?"

A voice rang out behind him, a man, hoarse and low.

"Not necessarily. ”