Chen Crouching Tiger didn't expect that after he got off a horse, the others not only did not restrain and were frightened away, but instead intensified and rushed up. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Since you are looking for death, Lao Tzu will fulfill you!" Chen Crouching Tiger was born from the side of the guts, stood at a height of more than 30 zhang in the blood pool, and sacrificed the magic weapon White Tiger Hook.

In the Outer Heaven Proving Ground, there is no scruple about killing people, and there is also the temptation of the magic medicine of Sansheng Lotus, and no one will back down.

"White Tiger Devouring the Sky!"

As Chen Crouching Tiger injected spiritual power into the White Tiger Hook, only to hear a "roar", a huge white tiger immediately appeared in front of everyone, wrapped in a strong wind and swept over, with a kind of momentum that looked at the world and swallowed mountains and rivers.

The White Tiger was originally one of the divine beasts, and although it was only a phantom that appeared now, the power that burst out was still unstoppable. Some of the contenders with weaker cultivation were directly hit hard by the white tiger and fell to the ground one after another, and even a few people fell into the pool of blood, and there was no residue left.

"Interesting. ”

This time, Liang Ming paid special attention to the few people who fell into the blood pool, and found that while the blood water corrupted these people, there was a slight fluctuation of energy, which sucked away the cultivation of these people in an instant. This energy is very cleverly hidden, and under the cover of the death aura of blood and water, it is not easy to detect at all.

Liang Ming was thoughtful. However, on the surface, he is still calm and calm, and he does not show any sound.

"Chen Crouching, you are rampant!"

A disciple of Tsing Yi Lou was beaten down by Chen Crouching Tiger in a pool of blood, and his body was gone, and his senior brother Liu Remnant Yang was so grief-stricken that his eyes were about to split, and he held a Qingfeng sword in his hand and killed Chen Crouching Tiger.

"The sword falls into the galaxy!"

Liu Canyang knew that Chen Crouching Tiger was a fierce opponent, so he used a powerful killing move as soon as he made a move.

Where the sword blade pointed, a sword appeared, soaring into the sky, and suddenly, a galaxy appeared above Chen Crouching's head, dazzling.

"Kill!" As soon as Liu Yanyang's sword fell, the galaxy reversed, and it fell on the body of the Crouching Tiger with endless killing intent in tow.

Chen Wohu couldn't have imagined that Liu Remnantyang was so desperate, and he was on top of the blood pool, so he had to rush the white tiger hook up to meet him, and suddenly a white tiger roared in the sky and crashed into the galaxy in the sky.

"Boom", only a loud bang was heard, and the entire body of the white tiger was completely torn apart by the galaxy and became torn apart, and even the protective shield on Chen Crouching Hu's body was shattered in an instant. Suddenly, Chen Crouching's feet had already fallen into a pool of blood.

"Ah......" I only heard a scream, Chen Crouching Tiger just soared into the sky, but under the calf, there was no flesh and blood, only the black bones were connected to it, and it looked miserable.

"Sword up dragon snake!"

Although Chen Crouching Tiger was very miserable at this time, Liu Remnant Yang did not intend to let him go, and at the moment when Chen Crouching Tiger jumped up in pain, a sword slashed down on his body.

Liu Canyang's hand is very beautiful, although there is an element of tricks, his strength is still a step higher than Chen Wohu, and he should be in the middle stage of refining. It wasn't until Liu Remnant Yang put away the sword that Chen Crouching Tiger split into two and fell into the pool of blood.

After slashing Chen Crouching Tiger, Liu Remnantyang fell lightly on the pool of blood. Although he didn't open the protective light shield like Chen Crouching Hu, once the splashed blood water entered his three feet, it turned into wisps of black smoke and dissipated into the wind.

"Tsing Yi Eighteen Falls?" Liang Ming asked.

"Exactly! Tsing Yi Eighteen Fall Cultivation to Dacheng It is said that everything can not touch his body, although Liu Remnant Yang is not as good as Liu Ran, but his own cultivation is not weak, this splash of blood should not be difficult Liu Remnantyang. It's just that Liu Yanyang wants to seize the Sansheng Lotus, but his cultivation is still not enough. Xiao Buyu's evaluation of Liu Canyang is not low, but he and Liang Ming still have no intention of making a move.

Liu Canyang's strength is very strong, everyone knows it, but with Sansheng Lotus, no one will give up, and it is impossible to give up. When Liu Yanyang climbed towards the top of the blood pool, several disciples of the White Horse Gang attacked him together.

"Liu Yanyang, take your life! Don't think that if we kill Senior Brother Chen, we won't be able to help you! We want to avenge Senior Brother Chen!"

The people of the White Horse Gang are clearly under the banner of avenging Chen Crouching Tiger, but in essence, they still covet the Sansheng Lotus. Everyone knows it, but everyone is happy to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight.

"Ten thousand horses galloping!" Several members of the White Horse Gang did not fight on their own, but united together, forming a small array that could increase their power, and unified their attack on Liu Yanyang.

With a burst of clanging sounds, white horses appeared in front of everyone, and finally converged into a galloping momentum of ten thousand horses, sweeping towards the willow remnant sun.

Ten thousand horses rose together, like a wild dragon, the sky was moved, the earth trembled, and even the layers of blood pools spiraled up, and the blood and water in them were rippling in circles, as if they could not withstand the sound of horses' hooves like the drums of the gods.

Liu Yanyang's face was solemn, and he pulled the Qingfeng Sword in his hand in a very peculiar posture, and suddenly, a majestic momentum emanated from his body.

Then I saw him bend down slightly, swept the sword sideways forward, and in an instant, a sword light several zhang long burst out, making a sharp sound, and it had already torn the void.

"Qingfeng refining the mountains and rivers are light, and the sparkling light shines in all directions!"

As soon as the previous sword came out, Liu Yanyang did not stop because of this, but became more powerful, and then swung another sword. This sword has been perfected, and when it is shot, the sword roars endlessly, and the circle of sword qi is like ripples, rippling non-stop.

Qingfeng was vast, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and countless sword lights exploded in an instant, directly rushing in all directions.

Liu Yanyang's first sword directly made the galloping momentum of ten thousand horses pause, and the countless white horses in front of him immediately separated and disintegrated, turning into nothingness. But even so, the momentum of the Ten Thousand Horses and Dragons has not completely stopped.

After spitting out a mouthful of blood, several disciples of the White Horse Gang continued to forcibly improve their formations, and suddenly the galloping momentum of ten thousand horses became even more powerful and compelling. It's really like a dragon, like the wind, once the wind and rain are stepping on the world.

And at this moment, Liu Yanyang's second sword roared like a mountain and a sea.

The two collided together, and the sword light vanished, leaving only a faint killing intent still wrapped in the wind, and all the white horses that swept over turned to ashes, and there was no trace of their existence anymore.

Liu Yanyang's body shook a few times, and finally stood firm again, but his face had become flushed, it should be an injury to his internal organs, but he forcibly pressed it down.

Under the fight of the two sides, several disciples of the White Horse Gang were even worse than Liu Yanyang, one of them bled and died on the spot, and the remaining few were not comfortable, they were already too seriously injured to fight again.

After resting for a while, Liu Yanyang continued to walk towards the height of the blood pool, but at this time his steps were already a little heavy, presumably the injury he received just now had not fully recovered.

"Liu Canyang, let me meet you. ”

Liu Yanyang had just walked up a few feet when he was stopped again.

Bullying the soft and fearing the hard has always been the common nature of people, and Liu Yanyang's injury has made many people's hearts ready to move.

Defeating Liu Canyang can not only make a name for himself, but also maybe have a chance to snatch the Sansheng Lotus, how can it not make people tempted? So several people also walked over.