Yin Wuya pointed a finger in his hand, and the treasure clock hanging above his head fell a trace of gray airflow, which was extremely extraordinary. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

With a pinch of the fingers in his hand, the treasure bell was even more slippery, with a whistling wind, like an ancient mountain, crushing towards Yingxuan!

Ying Xuan's eyes narrowed, with a dignified look, although he had gone through a big battle with Ma Feiming, he still had the strength to fight.

At this time, I felt the oncoming wind, and the momentum emanating from the treasure bell actually had a faint coercion, which made people feel a little palpitating, and it was definitely not weaker than Ma Feiming's treasure flag.

The treasure clock, which seems to be dilapidated and full of cracks, is more likely to be on top of the treasure flag!

The sword fetus in Ying Xuan's hand was pointed far away, with a burst of sword whimpering, accompanied by rolling thunder, rumbling, as if the mountains were collapsing, and the sound of thousands of horses collapsing, hard and fierce!

Rumble!

One blow, the two had a further understanding of each other's strength, Ying Xuan's eyes flashed a trace of essence, I didn't expect that although Yin Wuya only had the eighth layer of evolution, its strength was even stronger than Ma Feiming, who had evolved eight layers.

What made Ying Xuan feel a little uneasy was that Yin Wuya's control of power was extremely sophisticated, and when the sword tire and the treasure bell collided, the treasure bell continued to rotate in an extremely weird arc, not only removing the power on the sword tire, but also turning some of Ying Xuan's power into his own use.

For the use of the subtleties of power, Yin Wuya is absolutely second to none among the cultivators of the Evolution Realm, and it is even very likely that even the monks of the Transformation Realm and the Hexagram Realm cannot be compared.

One touch is gone, Yin Wuya is also interesting for Ying Xuan's strength, watching Ying Xuan and Ma Feiming fight against the dragon in the audience, there is not much feeling, and after fighting with Ying Xuan, I found that this little doll is probably not simple.

The normal evolution of the eighth layer, there is absolutely no cultivation of this son, what makes Deyin Wuya a little puzzled is that this son's cultivation is profound, and even faintly above himself, which is absolutely impossible.

"Hmph, it's just a stepping stone to this seat in the end!"

Yin Wuya snorted coldly in his heart, and with a slight touch on the soles of his feet, the whole person's body seemed to turn into a wisp of fresh wind, like a gray smoke blowing on the stage, without a trace.

The swirling treasure bell was lightly touched by Yin Wuyan's fingers again, and it actually rotated again at a more rapid speed and collapsed towards Ying Xuan.

In addition to the hanging silk airflow, there is nothing special on the treasure clock, it is as simple as an old antique buried deep in the ground, but it is surrounded by a palpitating atmosphere, which cannot be underestimated.

A five-colored streamer appeared on the bottom of Ying Xuan's feet, mixed with noble gold and scorching fiery red, his body turned into a streamer, and the light flashed, and his figure appeared in front of the treasure bell.

Passive attack, it is never the battle rhythm of Ying Xuan, preemptive!

The hand in the body is too yin heart meridian, the hand is less yin heart meridian, and the hand sun heart meridian erupts into a thunderous sound again, and the rumbling sound is endless, as if there is a tsunami in the body, and the mountain collapses and cracks.

The whole person's blood was boiling, and even everyone in the audience could feel Ying Xuan's fierce fighting intent at the moment, and his momentum continued to rise, which was terrifying.

The snatching hand reached out, controlled the black sword tire in his hand, and slashed away with a sword, as if he wanted to cut the sky with a sword, and seemed to want to capture the nine heavens, and saw that the sword light suddenly flashed in the air, like the thunder that crossed the air in the night, and it was also dazzling in the daytime.

Rumble!

The sound of the second battle between the two was like thunder on a flat bottom, and it was like another war drum and a treasure bell, ringing in the hearts of everyone, which made people feel shocked.

Under the blow of the two of them, the ground on the high platform actually cracked and spread, as if it might collapse at any time.

Before Ma Feiming broke through the Transformation Realm, the movement of Ying Xuan and Ma Feiming fighting was not so sensational, which shows that Ying Xuan and Yin Wuya have far surpassed Ma Feiming.

Ma Feiming, who was supported by all the disciples of the Miao Sect, was disheartened on his face, and his pupils were also a little dilated, losing his previous light and light, and losing his previous sharpness.

At this time, feeling the battle between Ying Xuan and Yin Wuya, a sense of frustration rose in his heart, and a hatred erupted vigorously, staring at the two people on the stage, his eyes that were as warm as jade in the past were like poisonous snakes at this moment.

"It's so strong!

In just two battles, Ying Xuan has a new understanding of Yin Wuya's strength, and he thought that his cultivation progress was already rapid, but compared with Yin Wuyan, it was still a little insufficient.

Compared with him in the ancient battlefield of the treacherous stream, the progress of cultivation is really rapid, faster than himself, if he fails to break through the ninth layer of evolution, relying on the cultivation of the eighth layer of evolution alone, I am afraid that he has already fallen into the disadvantage at this moment.

Its grasp of the rhythm of battle is definitely not comparable to Ma Feiming, and he can often anticipate the enemy's opportunity and use the most effective way and the weakest force to fight against the tough opponent.

Bang bang bang!

The sound of battle in the field was endless, and the two of them let go of everything and fought together, and the sword tire and the treasure bell collided continuously, bursting out with bursts of sparks, accompanied by the glow of the sky.

The more he fought, the more frightened he became, and for some reason, every time he fought with Yin Wuyan, Ying Xuan could always notice a slight movement in the sword fetus.

The remnant spirit in the depths of the sword fetus will quietly undergo some changes that he doesn't know with the contact with the Yin Wuyan, and although the sword fetus is densely covered with purple arcs, Ying Xuan still has a trace of palpitations in his heart.

Laugh at!

After a sword slashed through the void and raged towards the Yin Boundless, Ying Xuan's left hand burst out with a terrifying glow, and the Fox Treasure Technique was unleashed, accompanied by a terrifying roar, as if roaring at the sky, shocking the spot.

The hideous head of the fox, the eyes of the copper bell widened, there was a majesty, not angry and self-authority, a fierce aura permeated the scene, and the phantom of the fox was accompanied by bursts of smoke, which looked extremely handsome.

The glow of the Fox Treasure Technique pierced the void, like a long rainbow through the sun, with an indomitable momentum, and even more with the strong physical strength of Ying Xuan, as well as the anti-heaven cultivation of the ninth layer of evolution.

turned into a simple punch and slammed towards the treasure bell!

While!!!

Ying Xuan's absolute fist collided with the Yin Boundless Treasure Bell, and a bell rang, extremely loud, and in the circle, everyone's hearts were like ringing the Yellow Bell Dalu, which was deafening.

After a punch, Ying Xuan did not show weakness, his body soared into the air, and a fierce beast roar came out from his body again, but this time it was like a dragon's roar, with a mysterious coercion.

A proud dragon head appeared on his body, with handsome dragon horns, flowing dragon whiskers, and eyes as wide as two lanterns, extremely powerful.

The figure that rose into the air, a whip leg was pulled out violently, like the tail of a kiss, in the vast sea, rolled up the stormy waves, and slammed towards the treasure bell!

While!!!

The treasure bell made a sound again, and the endless buzzing echoes lingered on the spot, Yin Wuya still looked calm and unhurried, and he was not shocked by Ying Xuan's combat power.

Often when Bao Zhong collides with Ying Xuan, its rotation carries a strange gray air current, forming tiny cyclones, as slippery as loaches, unloading Ying Xuan's power.

Then with the intention of sinking with great force, it was as if a huge mountain collapsed and landed violently from the top of Ying Xuan's head, so that Ying Xuan had to resist again!

"Will it be tough?

was vigorously sunk by the Yin Boundless Force, and the seemingly broken and cracked treasure bell was resisted several times, and Ying Xuan also felt angry in his heart, especially the bursts of hot pain coming from his fist, which made Ying Xuan a little angry.

The light of his left hand flashed, and a huge sword grinding stone appeared again, covered with green moss, which looked extremely ordinary.

However, this time, all the monks in the field, including Yin Wuyan, did not dare to underestimate the sword grinding stone in Ying Xuan's hand, and when he fought with Ma Feiming, this sparse and ordinary stone mill blocked Ma Feiming's killing blow, which has made everyone remember it deeply.

Call!!!

Ying Xuan lifted the sword grinding stone, and smashed it in an instant, with a whimpering wind, and slammed towards the endless treasure bell.

"A little quirky?!"

Seeing the sword grinding stone in Ying Xuan's hand, under the close touch, Yin Wuya's face couldn't help but have a hint of surprise, as if he had found some treasure.

In particular, the seemingly ordinary moss on the sword grinding stone is precisely the most extraordinary in the eyes of Yin Wuya.

Those mosses turned out to be weird with Dao Dao sword qi, extremely incredible, I have never heard of any kind of elixir treasure medicine in the world, the body is a small moss, but it also has sword intent.

The only explanation is that the soil in which the moss grows is extremely extraordinary, that is, this grinding stone is a treasure in itself, and the moss that grows from its body is extraordinary.

"There are a lot of treasures on this son, and this stone mill actually makes this seat a little moved, which is really rare?!"

His eyes narrowed slightly, feeling the power of the sword grinding stone in Ying Xuan's hand, and Yin Wuya muttered to himself in his heart, and he actually had some coveting.

"Well, after this seat solves this son in the future and takes his flesh and blood, this stone mill will also be returned to this seat!"

A playful smile flashed at the corner of Yin Wuya's mouth, which made Ying Xuan's heart tremble, what the hell was this old monster doing.

The grinding sword stone in his hand couldn't help but sink even more vigorously, and finally even the black sword tire was put away, and the three twelve canons on his arms trembled in unison, and all the power was poured into the grinding sword stone, smashing towards Yin Wuya.

Using the black sword tire to deal with Yin Wuyan always made Ying Xuan's heart a little uneasy, for fear that something would happen, it was better to put it away.

Everyone in the audience gasped, they didn't expect Ying Xuan to be so strong, at this moment, he seemed to be incarnated into a humanoid demon beast, holding a huge mountain as a weapon, and went crazy wantonly.

From time to time, a fierce roar erupted from the body, as well as the dragon chant of the kiss, the power of the fierce beast treasure, the power of the six ways of the flesh, and the power of the nine layers of dantian evolution, fused into one, compared to the momentum of the decisive battle with Ma Feiming, it was even more than three points.

"Damn!"

Ma Feiming in the audience clenched his fists tightly, his nails sank deep into his palms, and there was a trace of blood, but he didn't know it, he didn't expect Ying Xuan's state at the moment to be even stronger than Fang Cai.

In this way, Ying Xuan did not burst out with all his strength, and just by virtue of the cultivation of the Evolution Realm, he defeated himself in the Transformation Realm, how could he accept it.

What's more, I don't know where this Yin Wuwu came from, and most of the time ago, he was just an unknown person, but he didn't expect that there would be such profound means, forcing Ying Xuan to do his best.

Ma Feiming, who was already a little disheartened, couldn't help but make matters worse, and his heart was panicked!

Poor Ma Feiming didn't expect that Ying Xuan himself was an outlier who evolved into the ninth layer, and the identity of Yin Wuyan's previous life was a famous existence called an immortal.

In the battle, there were two bright stars on his eyes, and the endless stars in the depths of his eyes were ups and downs, and the way of the seven stars was also vividly played, and the corpse dog spirit and the devouring thief spirit surrounded his body, showing his strongest state.

All kinds of glow in the field were flying all over the sky, Ying Xuan only felt that the blood in his body was boiling, and the world in front of him seemed to have lost everything else, only the Yin Wuyan in front of him and a treasure bell above his head.

Up and down his body, as if there was endless power, Ying Xuan swung the wheel and smashed the sword grinding stone, which was more like a vent of anger, and he was full of heart.

The more Yin Wuya was against the enemy, the more frightened he became, originally thinking that it was the pinnacle of evolution, and it would be easy to win Yingxuan, but as for Ma Feiming's defeat, the arrogant Yin Wuya had already automatically filtered it.

Unexpectedly, Ying Xuan's evolutionary peak and his own evolutionary peak seemed to be a little different, and for the keen Yin Wuya, he quickly captured this.

The original confidence was full of confidence, but Ying Xuan was a little overwhelmed by the storm like a humanoid demon beast, and a touch of anger flashed in the depths of his eyes.

"Hmph! Let you see the bell of this seat!"

Yin Wuya snorted coldly in his heart, with a sneer, temporarily avoiding Ying Xuan's edge, and chose to retreat from Ying Xuan's violent power.

As the figure fluttered and retreated, Bao Zhong also circled from time to time, falling a trace of gray air current, resisting Ying Xuan's attack.

The hands are constantly pinching, with complicated handprints, dazzling, dizzying, and can't help but fall into the trajectory of their hands, unable to extricate themselves.

While!!!

Suddenly, the treasure bell above Yin Wuya's head made a bell, not because of Ying Xuan's blow, but from the bell itself.

As soon as the bell rang, it immediately swept the scene, as if there were invisible waves, as if rolling stormy waves, swept towards Ying Xuan in the field.

The bell sounded as if it sounded in the heart, which made people's bodies shake and their heads buzzed, as if there were thousands of bees fanning their wings in their minds, making people dizzy.

Ying Xuan's figure couldn't help but stagnate, and his eyes couldn't help but flash a trace of confusion, as if he had lost himself under this bell.

When he suddenly opened his eyes and regained his senses in an instant, he found that the treasure bell in front of him suddenly enlarged, and then landed above his head, enveloping himself in the treasure bell. (To be continued.) )