"Xuanyan, you are too rampant!" to everyone's surprise, especially the person who was glorious, Yao Nanguang, who obviously had the upper hand, actually roared angrily, which made people wonder. Ranwen ??? ．ｒａｎｅｎ`ｏｒｇ

Xuanyan was stunned for a moment, and then smiled bitterly, Yao Nanguang said well, he is a little rampant, but rampant has a rampant price, his hand still has a feeling of numbness, and he is not an opponent!

"I'm sorry. Xuanyan said, judging from the current situation, what he did just now was excessive, he didn't do his best, and he still wanted to prove himself.

"There is no next time!" Yao Nanguang said indifferently, just now he had a chance to kill Xuanyan, but he found that the confrontation just now, the other party's silver arc was just a decoration, and it was a shame not to kill the other party without the other party's means exhausted.

As soon as the words fell, a ray burst out, the speed was too fast, and from a distance, Yao Nanguang's whole person turned into a flash, this time there was no action of raising his hand to cut down, and even the person was stabbed with momentum, he did what he said, no matter how arrogant the other party was, this blow would definitely die.

Xuanyan's eyelids jumped, he felt it, this stab was not faster than the previous blow, heavier, sharper, that is, at this time, the moment his eyelids jumped, he had already moved.

Zizizizi!

Xuanyan Zhenyuan ran on his feet, and with a hard step, the whole person turned into a rushing silver thunder, flickering and tearing, moving away in an instant, and the next moment, the silver thunder was cut off by the flash like steel being cut off.

Yao Nanguang stopped instantly before hitting the rock wall, the tip of the sword did not touch it, but the rock wall exploded, and a dark and endless round hole appeared, which was shocking, just imagine what the consequences would be if this stab was hit.

The corners of Yao Nanguang's mouth curved a little, but he didn't speak, his body just trembled, and it was a ray of light, and everywhere he passed, the dust didn't have time to fly, and it was crushed into powder.

Xuanyan of such light didn't dare to hard-connect at all, and his intuition told him that he couldn't catch it at all, but fortunately, the high-pressure vortex furnace formed by Zhenyuan was released on the soles of his feet and cooperated with the silver thunder, and the speed was fast enough to defeat the opponent's line, otherwise it would be in danger.

After just one or two rays of light, Yao Nanguang's speed increased suddenly, the speed was terrifying, one by one the rays were almost dense, the vision remained almost into a net, and the rock wall seemed to be attacked by hell demons, forming one after another secluded grasping holes.

Xuanyan's situation is very critical, and he can only passively dodge, and after Yao Nanguang accelerates, he narrowly dodges every time, and the light and silver thunder are all over the field, shuttling back and forth, this is a competition between light and thunder.

The people watching the battle on both sides have long been sluggish, this is beyond the scope of their cognition, who has ever seen such a battle, everyone's heart beats violently, at this moment their former pride seems to have become a joke, and they are ruthlessly shattered by this light and thunder.

"Incarnate thunder, but there is no magic power fluctuation, ancestral beast!" Qingfeng was taken aback, he didn't expect this kid to have such luck, this kind of thing is not easy to find, because there is nothing special in ordinary demonic beasts, it is difficult to be found, and the bloodline is useful, and it is even more rare to make people turn into thunder flames and so on.

"It's a pity that Nanguang won't be entangled like this!" Camp Commander Hui Yao sneered, he could also see it, but even if Yao Nanguang didn't see it, he wouldn't go on like this forever, Yao Nanguang had always maintained the blood law pattern, no matter how strong the magic power was, it wouldn't be useless.

Battalion Commander Huiyao guessed correctly, Yao Nanguang stopped, no matter how strong his magic power was, he couldn't withstand such consumption, although the power of such a straight-line collision attack was powerful and could kill with one blow, but it was just in vain to hit the opponent.

It's just this stop, but in less than a breath, the ground under Yao Nanguang's feet exploded again, his body disappeared, and when he reappeared, he appeared straight in front of Xuanyan, and with a sword, he sacrificed speed and power, and increased flexibility, even if Xuanyan had a silver thunder arc, he couldn't dodge it.

Crack the mountain! Bang!

Xuanyan had to take it hard, and the whole person set off a wave of dust and flew out again, but this time Yao Nanguang didn't wait, so he could stop, and disappeared again, appearing directly on Xuanyan's side, raising his hand and swinging a sword down.

Xuanyan was shocked, his soul was about to jump out, what a straightforward sword in his eyes, there was no posture move at all, it was simply a scholar holding a pen, but it was such a simple slash, the power was too great, and he couldn't parry.

A layer of true yuan like a surging river swayed, this is what Xuanyan prepared at the same time as he hit the splitting mountain attack, swinging the river style, this is a set of Shanhe Sect's palm technique of overcoming rigidity with softness, but now it can only be used for passive defense.

Xuanyan was knocked vertically again on the way to the inverted flight, and then again, bang, bang....... He was just being hit back and forth like a ball, and he saw that the phantom people were in a hurry, and they couldn't catch such a blow, and it was hard to imagine what situation Xuanyan was in at this time.

I don't know how many times I was beaten, Xuanyan rolled out like a ball of Xuanyan until the last blow, but he couldn't resist, his martial arts were broken, and the whole person sat on the ground, one arm was full of blood, and he was almost cut off completely.

Xuanyan remembered that dream, the big sect in the dream should be the Tianwu Sect, the scene of the disciples attacking each other, he never thought that magic could be like this, the difference is that the moves are too straightforward, not even as good as street gangsters, but the power is not bad at all.

It was at this time that Yao Nanguang turned into a ray of light to kill, and he seized this opportunity to calculate that it was impossible for Xuanyan at this time to avoid his lore.

It's now! Xuanyan's body Zhenyuan was furious, slapped the ground with a big hand, and was constantly knocked away like a ball before, during this period, he didn't do nothing, little by little to change the angle of the swinging water move, and the final landing point was the rock mountain that was prepared at the beginning.

In an instant, the phantom appeared, endless majestic and majestic, this is a desolate mountain that does not know where it is in the long river of history, this time is different from the past, with the strength of the current Xuanyan, the phantom of this mountain is extremely solid, and some clouds and mist appear on the majestic mountain, which is more real.

"The mystery of the mountain, the mountain!" Xuanyan groaned, if this blow could not be stopped, the end would only be death.

"Dead !!" It was only at this time that Yao Nanguang's shout at the moment of departure came.

The moment the two voices touched, the light was like a sharp edge, it had broken down, the first layer of phantom, unstoppable, the second layer of potential, the aura of the desolation hit the face, towering, but in an instant, it fluctuated like water, twisted and trembled, failed to hold on a few times, and was pierced.

Only the last one remains, the soul of the mountain!

The soul of the mountain, it seems to be wise, the ending is completely different, there is no fluctuation, no tremor, not passive acceptance, but active attack, the light stops in an instant, and can not go any further, but the light compresses into a halo, vowing to break the wall.

The mountain has a soul, it seems to have wisdom, and it is angry!

Suddenly, the light went out instantly, and this time it was Yao Nanguang who flew out of the ball. (To be continued.) )