The Stone Forest is a remote and barren place on the hunting island.

Under the bright sunshine, there is an earthy yellow luster, and the dry, quiet spring breeze blows among the towering stone pillars.

Yu Huo was holding a bronze spear and standing beside him, and Ye Qingcheng was holding the Qingfeng sword and stood staring at him.

Yu Huo stared at Ye Qingcheng and asked, "What kind of sword technique did you use just now?"

"My Ye family's ancestral thirteen swords!" Ye Qingcheng replied.

"Do you want to use this kind of civilian swordsmanship to defeat my dignified prince of Zhenbei?" asked Yu Huo proudly.

"It's not a beat. Ye Qingcheng corrected: "It's to kill you!"

As he spoke, there was a strong wind under Yu Huo's feet, and a raging smoke and dust was the first to roar out, and his figure immediately leaped up, holding bronze in both hands, stabbing straight at Ye Qingcheng, and shouting ferociously: "Royal Taiping Gun!"

The "Whoosh !!" bronze spear spun up instantly, and the sharp head of the spear was like a vicious snake head, carrying a tricky killing intent, stabbing straight at Ye Qingcheng's front door.

At the last moment, Ye Qingcheng immediately leaped up, lifted his sword and flew in mid-air, directly flying over Yu Huo's head.

"Bang !!" A cracking sound sounded, and on a stone pillar behind Ye Qingcheng, a round hole appeared when he landed. The bronze spear held in Yu Huo's hand pierced through the ancient stone pillars.

At the same time, Ye Qingcheng landed behind Yu Huo, he turned his steps subtly, and slashed at Yu Huo's back with a sharp swing of his sword.

It is a foolish move to leave the back under the opponent's sword, as long as this sword is cut down, Yu Huo will be seriously injured even if he does not die. However, he is not as unbearable as Fushan said, not only that, but his royal marksmanship cannot have such flaws.

"Huh!!" As soon as a sword shadow appeared, a sinister smile appeared on the corner of Yu Huo's mouth with his back to Ye Qingcheng.

"Se, Se, Se!" Three extremely slight flying sounds came, and at the end of the bronze spear in Yu Huo's hand, three faint green poisonous needles appeared, leaving three subtle green shadows in the bright sunlight, and then shot towards Ye Qingcheng extremely quickly and trickily.

Ye Qingcheng was secretly shocked, Yu Huo's move was deliberately revealing flaws and luring him into the bait. In the midst of the crisis, he sharply withdrew the sword he had slashed out and swung it twice.

"Dang, dang!" Two crisp crashing sounds sounded, and two faint blue poisonous needles were immediately blocked and flew out.

However, the third poisonous needle made Ye Qingcheng avoid it, leaving a "boom" sound in the air, grazing his shoulder and flying out.

Suddenly, a wisp of turbid cyan poisonous smoke rose from his shoulder. Then, the skin on his shoulders felt like a burning and itching. He didn't know what kind of poison it was, but he dealt with it with extreme decisiveness.

I saw that at an extremely fast speed, he pulled out a dagger from his waist and slashed off a piece of flesh from his shoulder at the moment when the venom had not yet spread.

"Zizi ......" a piece of flesh with fragments of the robe fell to the ground. Under the corrosive effect of the venom, it quickly dried up into cyan carrion, and then, in the sound of "zizi", a poisonous smoke rose and turned into a pinch of ashes.

"It's really decisive. Yu Huo didn't turn his face, he sneered.

Blood flowed out of Ye Qingcheng's shoulders quickly, and the pain turned into a wave of anger in his heart, and he said in a deep voice: "It's so insidious and vicious, this is also worthy of royal marksmanship?"

"For us Yu, as long as we can achieve the goal, it is good marksmanship. Yu Huo said disdainfully: "The enemies who have lost in our hands are not qualified to be ridiculed, because they have all become dead!"

After finishing speaking, Yu Huo violently swept the bronze spear inserted in the stone pillar. The thick stone pillars of the house were instantly swept away by a strong force. Then, he struggled to provoke the head of the gun, and directly lifted the upper end of the stone pillar weighing nearly 10,000 catties into the air. Finally, he leapt to his feet and swept the bronze spear again, striking the flying broken stone.

"Bang!!" The huge broken stone weighing 10,000 catties, like a meteor, slammed into Ye Qingcheng fiercely.

Seeing this, Ye Qingcheng's mind spun rapidly. As an apprentice beast tamer, he must have a cool head, always analyze the battle situation, and see the strengths and weaknesses of the enemy.

This Breaking Stone attack showed the strength of Yu Huo. He does not have the rumored martial arts cultivation, but he should also be a great martial artist with medium cultivation, although his marksmanship is vicious, but it hides the mystery of four or two thousand catties. And if Ye Qingcheng didn't use the power of the ascending dragon vein, he would only be a junior great martial artist, and he would be weaker than Yu Huo in terms of martial arts and strength.

Just as he was thinking, the huge broken stone, already carrying a terrifying weight, crashed into it.

"Tom !!" In a burst of smoke and dust, Ye Qingcheng flew up agilely. Below, the broken stone smashed five thick stone pillars behind him one after another.

"Tom!tom!tom!tom!tom!"

For a moment, rocks flew everywhere, and smoke and dust billowed up.

Ye Qingcheng was frightened, and found that Yu Huo's attack had just begun.

"Sweep the Eight Desolations!" Yu Huo was already immersed in torture and killing, he flew around excitedly, continuously sweeping the stone pillars with his spear, ramming up the huge broken stones, and then continuously kicking them towards Ye Qingcheng, who was in a hurry to dodge.

Under the sun, there seemed to be meteorites, carrying a weight of 10,000 catties, whistling and attacking. The Stone Forest, which had always been silent, was now in a raging chaos.

Under this chaotic attack, Ye Qingcheng couldn't fight back at all, so he could only fly away in a hurry.

"Tom, tom, tom, tom, tom......" One by one, the boulders frantically crashed into the chaotic stone forest, Ye Qingcheng was like a sensitive cheetah, carrying his ancestral sword, and constantly flying to dodge. Lihuo squatted on the top of a stone pillar in the distance, staring at Ye Qingcheng nervously. Although it has enough confidence in its master, such a ferocious attack still makes it feel uneasy. After all, as long as he was hit by a broken stone, it was enough to cause serious injuries to Ye Qingcheng.

Suddenly, what Lihuo feared happened in an instant.

Under the impact of the whistling broken stones, Ye Qingcheng flew on the stone pillars, flashing and dodging rapidly. However, one of the broken stones, to his surprise, did not hit him, but hit the pillar at his feet.

The stone pillar collapsed, Ye Qingcheng staggered for a while, and hurriedly flew up. As a result, Yu Huo had already premeditated and swept another broken stone over.

The broken stone slammed into Ye Qingcheng fiercely, and Ye Qingcheng, who was in a hurry, was hit by the broken stone and flew out. At the same time, he was so shocked that he spat out a mouthful of blood due to the huge force bombardment.

The distant Lihuo was startled and stood up suddenly. However, with just a glance, it sat back. Because, it saw that Ye Qingcheng's fingers were already pressed against his neck. Finally, after the temptation, he opened the power of the second stage of the ascending dragon vein.

Yu Huo saw that the blow was successful, and the killing intent on his face was victorious, and he continuously rammed the stone pillars one by one, and swept away the broken stones.

"Tom!tom!tom!tom!tom!tom!tom!"

In the smoke and dust, the broken stones weighing 10,000 catties hit the broken stones that hit Ye Qingcheng one after another, and there were heart-pounding roars.

In the end, Yu Huo flew to the ground, standing beside him with a gun in one hand, panting and staring at the position of the smoke and dust rising in the distance with a sinister smile on his face. As a result, a gust of wind blew the smoke and dust from a distance of thirty zhang, and his eyes trembled without being shocked, and the smile on his face froze.

Thirty zhang away, seven huge broken stones collided together, obliquely in mid-air, like a string of huge sugar gourds.

Wisps of white smoke rose from Ye Qingcheng's body, and he pressed one hand against the broken stone in front of him, bearing the seven broken stones and tens of thousands of catties of strength on one arm. He stood proudly, his eyes shining brightly, and the rising white smoke blew his short black hair into a messy flight.

The incomparably powerful dragon blood power seemed to be a raging giant wave, rushing madly in his body, making him instantly increase his strength more than ten times.