The two on the field quickly distanced themselves, and Feng Xing took out the Fengxing Bow directly, but Zhang Yiyang didn't hold it up and took out the Flame Yang Knife.

As for the weapon in his hand now, to be honest, he was not satisfied, especially after knowing the Ancient Sword and the Demon Domain Demon Soldier, he was even more eager to get a weapon of his own.

Although Qingyou put the blue water sword here before he fell into a coma, Zhang Yiyang didn't like to use swords, eighteen kinds of weapons, he felt that the knife was the real king, only because of its domineering, so he had a soft spot.

Shirtless, holding a knife in one hand, and a tall figure, he has indeed won the popularity of many teenagers.

It is not cut, but it is also quite cautious, this battle he is more to untie the knot in his heart, a martial artist in the process of seeking the way, once there is a shackle, you can only find the locked person, otherwise it is difficult to have great achievements.

Collided with Zhang Yiyang twice, the first time he was a nine-rank Tianzun, and he was an eight-grade Xuanzun, in the immortal pit and the sealing demon cave, he had an immortal order, but he didn't.

The second time, in the Blood Arena of the Nine Rank Continent, he still did not break through the Eight Rank Xuanzun, and he was already close to the Eight Rank Earth Zun, but in the end, the other party won with a firearm, although the victory was not martial, but later he knew that this weapon was actually made by the other party himself, the name was called, gun.

"I must defeat you!" Feng Xing almost gritted his teeth and shot the first arrow, chasing the wind.

The power of this arrow is much stronger than the last time, and the speed alone has increased several times.

Zhang Yiyang knew that he was here for himself, and then his fully open eyes were attached to his eyes.

The trajectory of the arrow, the original in the pupils, gradually enlarged slowly, and the knife in his hand was about to touch his forehead when the tip of the arrow was about to touch his forehead, and he blocked it with the blade of the knife.

Feng Xing had no accident, and once again shot a second arrow, this arrow was called the sun, seeing that the bowstring lit up with a more dazzling light, everyone in the audience chose to move their eyes elsewhere, and only those big guys could look directly.

Of course, there is also Zhang Yiyang on the field, who looked at the more and more dazzling arrows, and muttered in his mouth, "It is worthy of chasing the sun!

In fact, what he said is not wrong at all, this day-by-day arrow method has a trace of the general trend of heaven and earth, with the climb of the realm, the day-by-day arrow will become brighter and brighter, and an arrow can even make people shine instantly.

But at the moment, it is obviously not up to that level, but it is also huge, like a small sun rushing towards Zhang Yiyang.

The latter, not moving at all, let the sun shoot day by day, when everyone opened their eyes, they found that this day by day only shot into the big array of the ring, causing a circle of ripples, which did not disperse for a long time.

"So fast!"

The six elders who presided over the big array, this voice was so fast, it was his grandson-in-law, just now even he didn't see clearly, how this kid dodged, just saw that the arrow hit his chest accurately, but in the blink of an eye, he found that the person was no longer in place, but in front of Fengxing.

That's right, in the last thought, Zhang Yiyang dodged this day-by-day arrow, and ran directly in front of Feng Xing, raised the knife in his hand, gathered momentum in the air, and went straight to the opponent's head.

Although Feng Xing was surprised by the speed of the other party, the realm of the Seventh Rank Heavenly Venerable made him instinctively raise his arm, of course, above this arm, the wind and thunder shield reflected the sound of illusion.

Whew... With a bang, the thunder flashed and the wind shattered, and a shrill noise of grinding teeth sounded in everyone's ears.

But no one bothered to cover their ears, they all stared at the changes on the field with wide eyes and obsession.

On the field, I saw that the Flame Sun Knife in Zhang Yiyang's hand was blocked, and he couldn't get any closer, but his other hand turned into a fist and blasted towards Fengxing's chest with a thunderous sound.

Feng Xing had long been wary of the opponent's attack, and at the same time, the electric snake hand wrapped his fist and met the opponent's attack.

The electric snake hand that Feng exercised was much more arrogant than Chi Jiaojiao, and the thousands of white stripes of almost countless purple snakes wrapped around his entire fist fingers.

It was very slow to say, but in fact, in an instant, the fists of the two collided together, and boom... The sound of impact sounded, and this blow obviously Zhang Yiyang had lost the upper hand.

Feng Xing has the advantage of one move, and immediately draws the bow and shoots an arrow, this arrow carries hundreds of arrows, making it difficult to distinguish the real from the fake.

Shaking off the paralysis in his hand, Zhang Yiyang pointed to the ground with a knife, looked at the shadow of arrows shooting over, and his other hand slashed half a circle in mid-air, and the spiritual power of the wood attribute in his body was instantly poured in.

The fourth martial art on the picture of the beauty came into being, and the green bamboo that rose from the ground grew wildly, forming a sea of bamboo next to each other in front of him.

Although everyone knows that this bamboo sea is transformed by attributes, it is like a substance-like effect, the breeze blows, and the rhythm of the wind is like the wind, and the martial arts are particularly surprising.

Everyone was thinking about the name of this martial art, because there were few martial arts cultivators with wood attributes, and most of the martial arts with wood attributes had been used to heal, and few people used them to attack, and when they saw it today, they couldn't help but make several ancestors and fat three quickly look for it in their brains, but no matter what they thought, they didn't find a trace of news about this martial art.

The green bamboos that grow wildly in the ring are like leeks that have been cut, stubble after stubble, and each time it grows, it can resist a few arrows, and the bamboo sea does not stop growing until the attack of the wind stops.

But Zhang Yiyang's attack did not stop, and when he stood up, he raised his hands above his head, only to see the spiritual power on the table penetrate, pulling hundreds of green bamboos from the ground.

And under the amazement of everyone, he shot at the wind in front of him.

As for Feng Xing, he simply directly enlarged the conjured wind and thunder shield again, until it became a shield wall about five meters high and three meters wide, and then stopped.