Zhang Yang roared, jumped down from the tree, and slashed at the head of the man on the tiger's back with a single sword, the sword was full of golden light, and the vitality was vertical and horizontal, like a peacock opening the screen, and a beautiful fan was crossed. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Feeling the power of the long sword in Zhang Yang's hand, the man's face also changed, he didn't expect Zhang Yang to say that he would do it, and he didn't care about the gap between the realms of the two, as if he didn't stop if he didn't kill himself on the spot.

"Boy, I want to see how capable you are, you can kill me by leaping the ranks!" the man pulled the fur on the neck of the white tiger and sat down, and the white tiger was in pain, and his front legs jumped high, waving the tiger's claws and grabbing the long sword.

Zhang Yang's sword was unabated, and his face under the golden light was resolute, cold, and a trace of disdain.

The long sword slashed at the white tiger's front paws, and a bloody light flashed, and a large piece of bloody flesh flew up. That man never expected that the hardest claws on the white tiger's body would actually be cut off a few fingers by Zhang Yang's sword.

"Roar!" the white tiger was injured and painful, and his ferocity was furious, and a violent vitality fluctuation erupted from his body, hitting Zhang Yang's body in the air.

After Zhang Yang landed, he snorted, took a few steps back, and a cyan light flew out of his sleeve, directly taking the eyes of the white tiger. Naturally, it is Qing Mang, who has shrunk countless times, and after Qing Mang shrinks his body, he is more flexible and his body is more tenacious, and at this time, it is like a green arrow shooting at the vital point of the white tiger.

"What's the matter, get out of here!" The man on the tiger's back also reflected, and took out a broad-backed broadsword out of thin air out of nowhere, turned his wrist lightly, and the broadsword slapped towards Qing Mang lightly.

The strange thing is that when the big knife was about to hit Qing Mang's body, Qing Mang's body twisted in the air, just escaped from the knife body, and continued to attack the white tiger.

Since Qing Mang appeared, the white tiger also discovered that this was the huge python spirit beast that had fought with it before. When the two meet, they are naturally very red.

The white tiger's two hind legs sank slightly, and the muscles on the legs protruded, full of explosive power.

"Bang!" The white tiger slammed on the ground, and the whole body behind him shook up, throwing the person on the tiger's back in the direction of Zhang Yang, and at the same time, the tail behind him was like a hard steel whip towards Qing Mang.

"Smack!" Qing Mang collided with the tiger's tail, and his body was bounced into a big tree, causing a small hole the thickness of his thumb in the big tree.

After landing on the ground, Qing Mang saw that he couldn't achieve a single blow, so he naturally quickly manifested his body, opened his slender eyes angrily, and rushed towards the white tiger. The two spirit beasts fought together in an instant, rolling up smoke and dust all over the sky, and where the two beasts passed, the trees were tumbling, and the boulders were cracking, and it was a mess.

The man who was thrown off by the white tiger looked back at the scene of the battle between Qing Mang and the white tiger, and his eyes were not shocked. But when he saw the two small bags bulging above Qing Mang's head, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then some greedy colors appeared.

"Very good beast pet, even began to advance towards Jiaolong, this spirit beast has a bright future! Boy, I can't imagine that you have such a beast pet on you! good! good! You sabotaged my operation to subdue the unicorn, just compensate for this spirit beast and your life!" When the man turned his head to look at Zhang Yang again, he smiled hideously, and actually paid attention to it.

Zhang Yang didn't care at all, and smiled slightly, "As long as you defeat me, it's yours!"

"Haha! Arrogant enough! Let me see what kind of skills you have to dare to say such big things!" The man shook the big knife, leaving some ice slag in the ground, and a cold air emanated from the knife.

"Icebreaker!"

The man roared wildly, and slashed at Zhang Yang's head with a knife in both hands, and a long cold ice knife qi approached Zhang Yang, cold and full of murderous intent.

When the sword qi struck, Zhang Yang immediately reined in his thoughts, and his face was not shocked. Swinging his long sword, he swung it in front of him, and then stabbed it lightly.

In the eyes of the opponent, Zhang Yang's sword was extremely slow, and it was countless times faster than this sword stabbed by a mortal who didn't know how to cultivate martial arts at all. But on closer inspection, this sword seems to be amazingly fast, and before the sword can be stabbed out, the sharp sword intent has already pierced directly into the opponent's soul.

There is no fancy sword, and there is no fluctuation of vitality at all, only between fast and slow, and the point is in the middle of the sword qi. The castration of the sword qi was unabated, and the cold ice qi spread to the flamboyant sword body.

But Zhang Yang was completely unmoved, and still firmly stabbed forward with his sword. Finally, the sword qi was split in two from the middle like a white cloth, turning into invisible.

Zhang Yang couldn't see any expression on his face, this sword had already been expected by him. After a sword broke through the sword qi, Zhang Yang faced it directly. The long sword did not stop at all, and the direction of the sword was what Zhang Yang pointed to.

"Seven swords!" With a cold snort in his heart, Zhang Yang finally used the vitality in his body, and the golden vitality was frantically injected into the sword, and the seven life-killing sword elements shot out at the same time.

Only this time, Zhang Yang did not stab the seven sword elements at the opponent's vital point at the same time, but directly took the opponent's eyebrows, eyes, throat, heart, dantian, and lower body under the guidance of spiritual power.

This sword came too quickly, and that person didn't expect that a martial artist of the Yuan Shi Realm would break his full force so easily. And then there are a lot of killing moves, the person in the critical position on his body faintly felt a tingling, this is the phenomenon of being locked by the opponent's attack moves, at this time it is too late to dodge, you can only do your best to resolve the opponent's move, otherwise it will be a serious injury and dying.

Zhang Yang's opponent was also a ruthless man who had been fighting for a long time, and in a hurry, a thin ice formed by the cold ice vitality appeared on the surface of his body, and at the same time, his head was tilted, and the big knife in his hand was in front of him, just blocking a few sword yuan after breaking the ice, and he saw that he had saved the dantian and the sea of qi. But his upper body was not so lucky, one ear was pierced, a blood mark appeared on the side of his neck, and the most terrifying thing was on his left shoulder, a thumb-thick blood hole was bubbling with blood.

After Zhang Yang's shocking blow, the vitality in his body was also a little weak, and he retracted his sword and stood up, and after seeing the opponent's injury, he also secretly said that it was a pity.

With that sword just now, Zhang Yang calculated that the other party would despise him, so he made a move without reservation, not only integrating the fast and slow sword intent that Zhang Yang comprehended on the road to heaven into one sword, but also using the "Seven Swords of Unification", just to take advantage of the opponent's unpreparedness and give a fatal blow to consume the opponent's strength to the greatest extent.

Of course, Zhang Yang also knew that he would not let himself kill a martial cultivator at the peak of the Great Yuan Realm so easily. Every martial artist who has cultivated to the realm of the Great Yuan Shi is experienced in a hundred battles, and has come from the sea of corpses and blood, and the wealth of combat experience is not something that Zhang Yang can imagine.

And Zhang Yang suspected that this group of people was in the same group as the black-clothed people he had met before, so Zhang Yang couldn't be sure if there were any strong people among them who borrowed to be reborn. If the person in front of him is really that kind of person, then Zhang Yang is not fighting with a martial artist in the Great Yuan Shi Realm, but with an old monster who has lived for an unknown number of years.