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"Bastard!" the man's palms covering his ears emitted a slight white light, and in Zhang Yang's surprised gaze, his entire ear was frozen into a lump of ice. Then he casually tapped a few times on the injured part of his body, and the wounds were frozen and no longer bleed.

"That's fine!" Zhang Yang's gaze was a little glazed.

"Bastard, I'm going to cut off the flesh on your body piece by piece, and let you die of torture in the world!" The man's face was distorted a little terrible, coupled with the injury and blood loss, the vitality in his body was agitated and released, and the whole person was white, cold and cold, like a moving corpse.

Zhang Yang clenched the sword in his hand slightly, he knew that the next step was the real battle of life and death.

The "dead corpse" on the opposite side stomped his feet, and there was an explosion under his feet, and his body rose in the air, coming towards Zhang Yang****, and the big knife in his hand cut horizontally, with a cold wind.

Zhang Yang retreated sharply in small steps all the way, until his body was against a big tree, and then he suddenly swung his sword and picked it up diagonally.

"Ding!" the broadsword looked at the long sword, the blade of the sword bent into an astonishing arc, and a small opening appeared on the blade.

However, the opponent's broadsword pressed Zhang Yang's long sword with the momentum of ten thousand jun, and came straight towards Zhang Yang's neck, as if it was going to cut off Zhang Yang's long sword and neck together.

Zhang Yang was beaten, his eyes showed a bloodthirsty light, and the golden light on his left hand was shining, with a strong vitality fluctuation towards the opponent's head. Completely ignoring the big knife that has reached him, it is completely a lifeless posture.

Feeling the power of Zhang Yang's fist, the man's face also changed, and he was very familiar with Zhang Yang's fist. He thought that the ironclad combined attack formation was broken by such a fist, and he didn't think that his head could be stronger than the formation presided over by the sixteen Great Yuan Warrior Realm cultivators.

"Crazy!" shouted angrily, the man didn't care about killing Zhang Yang, and with the strength of the big knife, his body retreated sharply, and he distanced himself from Zhang Yang.

The blow was not successful, and Zhang Yang did not withdraw the vitality in his hand. At this time, Zhang Yang's left hand seemed to be holding a golden little sun, and his right hand was holding a long sword with a sharp sword yuan, his body was standing straight, and his eyes were gloomy looking at the person.

"If you are not crazy, how can you peep at the peak of martial arts! Why do you want to enter the Sword Palace like you?" Zhang Yang sneered lightly, his eyes full of disdain for that person.

A crimson surged up on the man's face, obviously not lightly fought, "Okay! Okay! I didn't expect that this seat would also be taught a day by a kid from the Yuan Shi Realm who pointed at his nose and taught a lesson." Then I want to see what you have to reach the top of the martial arts!"

With a loud shout, the man danced with a big sword, surrounded by cold ice and sword qi.

"Xuan Ice Knife Array!"

Thousands of sword qi overwhelmingly attacked Zhang Yang, forming a strange cage of sword qi, and Zhang Yang was the lamb to be slaughtered in the cage.

Zhang Yang no longer dared to hide his strength, and in his mind, Long Qingyun's natal essence blood released countless golden bloodlines, which quickly swam all over Zhang Yang's body.

"Ahh The robe is bulging, Zhang Yang's whole body is violently churning like water, his heart is pounding, his body is hot, Zhang Yang is only conscious and awake, and his body seems to no longer belong to him.

Zhang Yang felt like his soul was hanging high above his head at this time, coldly watching all kinds of abnormalities in his body. Although Zhang Yang knew that he had made it with the help of Long Qingyun's natal essence blood, and it was not the first time he had used it, this strange feeling still made Zhang Yang very uncomfortable.

A huge dragon-shaped phantom slowly appeared behind Zhang Yang, and the dragon head, dragon neck, dragon body, dragon claws, and dragon tail slowly blurred out of Zhang Yang's body, standing proudly in the void behind Zhang Yang.

"Huh!" Zhang Yang in reality suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were blood-red, and at the moment when Zhang Yang opened his eyes, the dragon phantom behind him also suddenly opened his eyes, and two golden lights went out towards the sword qi **** in front of him, which was exactly the direction that Zhang Yang's eyes were looking at.

Even though that person's ten thousand sword qi shook the heavens and the earth, he was also punched out of two huge holes by the dragon's gaze. Before the rest of the sword qi could get close to Zhang Yang's body, it was shaken into nothingness by the violent vitality fluctuations around Zhang Yang's body.

"What's that? Dragon...... True Dragon ......" A voice full of horror came from the mouth of the man opposite Zhang Yang. The true dragon is known as the strongest spirit beast on the Heaven-sent Continent, and there is no one, and the holy beast Qilin, which his team was still plotting not long ago, is nothing in front of the true dragon.

"Impossible, you must be just a phantom of a real dragon that has evolved from the exercises, it's been ten thousand years, there is no real dragon in the world anymore! This must be fake!" the man roared at Zhang Yang, looking crazy.

At the moment when the true dragon phantom behind Zhang Yang manifested, the white tiger who was fighting with Qing Mang on the other side suddenly felt that his body began to tremble, and his soul trembled, wanting to bow to the ground immediately. After only a moment of effort, his combat power was greatly reduced, and he was whipped on the tiger's back by Qing Mang's tail, his skin and flesh bloomed, and blood splashed. But what did the white tiger still have to fight at this time, he just wanted to escape from this place with all his heart, away from the aura that made him feel inexplicably afraid.

At the same time, this high mountain suddenly became quiet, and the roars of beasts and cranes that had been rising one after another disappeared in an instant.

"Wow!" and "Roar!" Only two small voices came from the top of the mountain, but they were also full of awe and softness.

"That beast roar should be the unicorn, but I don't know what kind of holy beast made that bird call, whether it was the big bird that I saw before and captured the demon wolf. "The entire beast domain was trembling at the true dragon phantom that Zhang Yang had manifested, but Zhang Yang was distracted by leisure at this time.

Zhang Yang glanced at the person in front of him again, snorted coldly, and took a step forward with his legs raised.

With this action, the dragon phantom behind him raised his head and inhaled it, and all the heaven and earth vitality in a radius were evacuated, gathering towards the dragon's mouth, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a huge white yuan balloon, dripping and rotating in the dragon's mouth.

"Roar!" With a wild roar from the dragon phantom, the Yuan balloon was spit out by the dragon and headed towards the person on the opposite side.

The real dragon spits out the pearls!

The distance between Zhang Yang and the man was only a few dozen zhang, and the huge Yuan Balloon crossed this space like a meteor and smashed on the position where the man was standing.

"Boom!" Zhang Yang felt that the mountain he was in seemed to tremble, and a brilliant white light rose in front of him, although Zhang Yang was wrapped in a thick golden vitality, he was still shocked back by the strong vitality shock wave for several steps.

After a while, the white light dissipated, and a large pit of about ten zhang appeared. And the person who fought against Zhang Yang had long since disappeared, and there were only some fragments of clothes and fragments of the big knife used by that person in the big pit, and a weapon as hard as a big knife could not survive Zhang Yang's blow, let alone flesh and blood.