In the poignant picture, the loser smiled and watched the victor move towards the road to the heavens and continue to move forward. And he is just a cornerstone under the feet of the successful.

The figure slowly disappeared from Han Xin's sight, and then an arc appeared at the corner of Han Xin's mouth.

"Han Xin, you will become my disciple in the future. A middle-aged man, carrying a long sword, clasped his hands to his chest, and looked arrogant. This person's aura was very strong, and when he saw that as soon as his palm was raised, a light curtain wrapped Han Xin in it, and his heart was refreshed, and he actually disappeared out of thin air on the road to Zhantian.

On the way forward, there is still a lone lamp guiding Long Tian forward. The blood was dripping, but after stepping into a big road, a faint light wrapped Long Tian's figure, and a stream of aura that made Long Tian feel comfortable, like a trickle, continued to pour into Long Tian's dantian, the Tai Chi totem, the brilliance.

Step by step, the fighting energy in Bian Xing's body gradually became abundant, and the complexion gradually returned to blood, but the black light in his eyes was even better, quietly, his arms clenched, and he was full of strength.

took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled, turbidity, more solemnity between his eyebrows, who is the next opponent?

Moving forward, this road, scene by scene, the memory gradually flooded, it was killing, it was the arrogance of fighting with the sky, and it was a demon from ancient times.

The light gradually improved, and the lone lamp once again illuminated a space with a little more light, and the empty space was obviously an extra breath of Long Tian, which was a fighting spirit that gradually became stronger.

The fighting qi in Long Tian's body was slowly boiling, and his divine sense was also spreading, waiting for his opponent to appear, he wanted to defeat his opponent so that he could continue to walk. He knew that the opponent he faced would become stronger and more difficult to deal with, and he had to tense his nerves and not be sloppy when a strong enemy came.

Long Tian couldn't help frowning, a figure gradually appeared in his red pupils, his face sank, and finally he put on a smile and slowly said a name: "Qin Yun!"

The young man with the giant sword on his back also showed danger after gritting his teeth fiercely, and the original tense atmosphere became softened with the smiles of the two.

"It seems that this battle is inevitable. Long Tian stretched out his hand.

"On the field, we are opponents, off the field, we are brothers!" Qin Yun also stretched out his arms, and the two hands were strongly clasped together.

Don't say much, see the real trick on the field. The two of them know each other very well, and when they fight, it can be described as tragic, Zheng Zheng man, hot-blooded songs, sword wind crying!

Fighting alone, who can win?

Qin Yun gritted his teeth fiercely again, the fighting qi in his body surged, stepped out, and with a move of his palm, the giant sword behind his back immediately flew out, and a sharp sword blade burst out.

"Come on!"

Long Tian is also a roar, he will not take Qin Yun lightly, this is also a young man with rampant talent, it seems that he is not weaker than Long Tian.

The dragon blood transformation technique directly made the fighting qi in the body surge, the dragon drank the blood sword and the sword was sharp, and the body was transformed into a dragon pattern, and the body was also suddenly swept out, and the body and sword were united, turning into a bright blood-red sword, tearing through the sky, and stabbing towards Qin Yun like lightning.

Qin Yun looked at this figure that turned into a fierce sword with a cold face, and snorted coldly, and then the giant sword in his hand also waved.

Rumble!

Roaring out, a monstrous black light surged out of the space, turning into a black giant blade, and a sword was fiercely fanned on the attacking sword!

The flames splashed, Long Tian's figure suddenly retreated a few feet, the black light under the giant sword, the momentum was heavy, it was really difficult to stop, and the blood sword rubbed a spark on the ground before he stabilized his body.

Long Tian looked at Qin Yun and gave a thumbs up, this guy was really ruthless when he made a move, Zheng Zheng man, when he was an enemy, there was only one goal in his heart: victory. This move made the blood qi in Long Tian's body rise, but in the end, it was deeply suppressed by Long Tian, if there were two more swords like this, Long Tian would really spurt blood.

The giant sword has a mystery!

It's a pity that the Dragon Drinking Blood Sword Sword Spirit Dragon Drink in Long Tian's hand didn't wake up as soon as he fell asleep, and the power of the Dragon Drinking Blood Sword was greatly weakened.

"Energetic!"

The wind of war rose, the blood in Long Tian's eyes surged, and the fire of war in his heart burned fiercely, stirring up the battle spirit and giving it a go.

Long Tian, vigorous and resolute, the blood sword sparked on the ground, and his body quickly swept out, and his heart was pounding. Blood-colored swords flew in the air, like sharp arrows striking at Qin Yun.

Qin Yun's eyebrows were also condensed, the giant sword danced again, the corners of his mouth also set off an inexplicable arc, the cold light in his eyes swept out, the giant sword drew out, buzzing, and the fighting spirit between heaven and earth also became boiling at this moment, and the monstrous black light gushed out, directly turning into a black beam with an incomparably fierce aura, tearing through the space, and in a posture that could not be avoided at all, it swept towards the blood-colored sword.

"Bang bang!"

The fighting qi dissipated, but Long Tian's figure did not stop, his legs stepped out, and then he constantly changed his handprints, urging the fighting qi in his body, and the blood sword swept out. In the place where the black light gradually dissipated, it quickly swept out. With the dissipation of the light, a shadow also loomed in it.

However, the blood sword swept by, and that light and shadow completely dissipated under Long Tian's gaze.

Clang!

The Dao Dao sword qi beside Long Tian sounded the sound of rubbing, and Long Tian's figure was also towards Qin Yun, who suddenly appeared, and his arms were fiercely fighting with his fists. Long Tian's pupils narrowed and stared at the black shadow, and there was a vague figure of a fierce aura emanating from it, and his fists collided with the giant sword!

Zheng!

The body was shocked, and the fighting qi spread, but it didn't hurt Qin Yun's body, but the giant sword cut a deep mark on the ground, obviously the fighting spirit on this fist was very terrifying.

The hard collision of this punch, if it weren't for the buffer of the giant sword, Qin Yun would be the same as Long Tian before, the blood and qi in his body were surging, obviously the two of them were half a catty against eight taels, and if they wanted to defeat each other at once, it would be an impossible thing at all.

As soon as these two people clashed, the air became solidified, and this fluctuation of fighting qi was not as casual as when cultivating in that waterfall Bitan, but oppressive people's hearts. The deep marks drawn by the giant sword on the ground are shocking, and this power is so fierce.

"It's not easy!"

Qin Yun's eyes also had a look of surprise surging, he had long wanted to fight with Long Tian, and had always regarded Long Tian as his opponent, otherwise he would not have improved so fast, he had set a benchmark, a benchmark that he wanted to surpass, and now he was surpassing towards his goal!

In this battle, he is fearless of life and death, but he wants to be vigorous and have a clear conscience. After the war, whether they won or lost, they were all brothers, and they would fight the enemy together in the future. Now, my heart is eager for this victory, to prove myself, to let myself go further, to fight the sky, and to move forward bravely!