The sword light was surging, and it instantly touched Yang Ling's body.

He runs the Vajra Method, all the potential in his body is stimulated, and his muscles are as indestructible as dark iron.

The long sword was obviously stagnant, but it was still moving fast.

'Ding~'

A crisp voice sounded, and the long sword was resisted by the incomparably hard sternum, and it was forcibly stopped.

The onlookers were extremely surprised, it was really unbelievable, it was a long sword made of meteorite iron, the sharpness was far beyond ordinary weapons, but it was still blocked by death.

Zhao Zihan was annoyed and ashamed, and the spiritual power of his whole body exploded instantly, the long sword flashed with dazzling brilliance, and the silver light mixed with the devastating power shot towards the indestructible sternum.

Yang Ling was extremely painful, he was restrained by the powerhouse of the Transformation Yuan Realm of Qingwang Mountain, and he couldn't move at all, so he could only grit his teeth and let out a painful snort from time to time.

'Click~'

The sternum finally cracked a slit, and infinite sword intent strangled through the crack towards the heart inside.

The Vajra method played a vital role at this time, and I saw that the golden light was misty, penetrating into every part of the heart, trying to resist the raging sword intent.

At this moment, he began to overdraw his energy, overdraft his life, and the Tianman True Blood that had been hanging in the dantian shook gently, and it actually peeled off a trace and poured into his body.

The next moment, as if he had taken a great tonic, his whole body was full of strength, his strength was rapidly improving, and his cultivation realm directly broke through the middle stage of the Kaiguang Realm and reached the late stage, and the true power in his body was surging like **.

At the same time, the Vajra Method also broke through the first method 'Shape Vajra Method' and reached the second method 'Body Vajra Method', his skin toughness was greatly improved, every trace of flesh and blood was transforming, and the strength of his physical body was close to the early stage of the Huayuan Realm, and the bones were even harder than the bones of the spiritual cultivators in the late stage of the Huayuan Realm.

And the crack in his sternum that had been cut by the sword miraculously healed quickly.

Finally, Yang Ling was blessed by misfortune and came back to life after death, reaching a new realm.

He is now completely confident that he can suppress Zhao Zihan without using all means.

At this time, Zhao Zihan was already shocked, the long sword was forced back by the slightest, although it was undetectable, but it was still felt by him.

"How is that possible?" he incredulated.

Everything that happened here was seen by the onlookers, some lowly cultivators were dumbfounded, everything in front of them was too weird, time seemed to stand still, Zhao Zihan had always maintained the posture of holding a sword and stabbing forward, and his opponent was still standing alive although his face was painful.

"Is that a sword made of meteorite iron? too weak!" muttered to oneself with a dry mouth.

"What kind of freak is this kid who can't die like this?" some whispered.

Zhao Zihan was angry, feeling that his face was lost, he shouted in a low voice, turned into a whirlpool, the spiritual power around him surged wildly, and the long sword in his hand erupted into a vision, there were stars flashing, and there were flowing smooth, and there were many illusory creatures in it that disappeared in a flash, extremely mysterious, implying ancient rhyme.

"Meteorite iron flew from the sky, I don't know how many centuries it has been flying in the universe, witnessing the rise and fall of countless living beings, it is rumored that the treasure made of meteorite iron is urged to the extreme, and many starry sky visions can be seen, this Qingwang Mountain Second Prince really didn't say big things. Someone knows the secret and can't help but say it.

The movement here is getting louder and louder, attracting many people to come and watch.

Among them, there were some powerhouses of the Transformation Yuan Realm, they looked at it with great interest, at first, some people thought it was a small fight between juniors, but after a while, their faces were extremely solemn.

Because the aura that erupted from the two juniors in front of them was too powerful, even they felt threatened.

"The afterlife is terrifying!" someone sighed in a low voice, thinking that his realm had not been able to improve, and he was instantly discouraged and much older.

However, some attentive people had begun to observe carefully, and their eyes flashed with essence, shooting out two invisible ripples, seeing through Yang Ling's body.

"This junior is weird, there is obviously only one base array on his bones, why would such a powerful energy burst out?"

The meteorite iron was completely stimulated, and a mysterious substance was circulating at the tip of the sword, Yang Ling roared in pain, and his sternum was suddenly pierced.

The long sword advanced inch by inch, the mysterious substance attached to the bones, constantly eroding and decaying, and the cracks in the bones became larger and larger, and the blood flowed down the blade of the sword, and a drop of it fell to the ground.

"It's over, this person will still die after all!" someone sighed in pity.

People thought that all the conflicts were about to end, but at this moment of life and death, a red rainbow shot out from a distance and killed Zhao Zihan's eyebrows.

The surprise attack came without warning, and when it was spotted, it was only a foot away from the target.

The crowd exclaimed, and quickly ducked into the distance, carefully searching for the source of the redness.

"Who dares to assassinate the son of the Blue King in broad daylight?" many people couldn't believe it.

Zhao Zihan was shocked, he didn't care about killing Yang Ling, but quickly retreated, his wrist rotated, and the long sword swept out a light curtain, which was full of colors, and from time to time there were starry sky visions.

Bang!

Changhong crashed into the kendo light curtain, the light curtain trembled, and the vision inside instantly dimmed, Zhao Zihan couldn't help it, and took three steps back before stopping.

And the Changhong also shattered and fell to the ground.

The middle-aged entourage of Qingwang Mountain was shocked, gave up Yang Ling, and stood in front of Zhao Zihan in an instant, looking at the direction of Changhong's attack vigilantly.

"Which Xiao Xiao would dare to assassinate my Qingwang Mountain people?" he was furious, if Zhao Zihan was killed, then he would not be able to live.

As soon as the words ended, the crowd was separated, and several people came in groups.

The first one was extremely young, dressed in armor, carrying a spear, and his hair was held high, and he was indescribably handsome.

Behind him were five people, a woman on the left and right, each veiled, one behind him was a mid-stage Avatar Realm spiritual cultivator, and the other two were Fu Habitat Realm spiritual cultivators.

Yang Ling originally wanted to take the opportunity to escape, but his eyes were completely attracted by one of the women.

Although she veiled lightly, those beautiful eyes made Yang Ling never forget, and she has been missing it until now.

And the woman kept looking at him, her eyes flickering, and there was endless longing and joy hidden in them, and tears overflowed from her eyes, slowly slipping down.

Yiren tears are the most beautiful, bright as the moon, quiet as light;

The lover kisses, the heart is broken, fragrant like a flower, sweet as honey;

The hearts of the people of Iraq are haggard, empty joys and sorrows, and the east is passing away;

A leaf of flowers, Yi Fangfei, the flowers are gone, and the red dust is drunk;

The beauty in the twilight of the Yiren is those two lines of tears.

"Shu Yao!" Yang Ling muttered to himself, his mind uneasy, and he walked towards the woman step by step, completely forgetting everything that was happening around him.

But after a while, he stopped his steps again, "I was humiliated just now, what face do I have to see her now?"

Seeing his depressed and depressed appearance, He Shuyao gritted his teeth and felt extremely painful.

In this trance, Mu Duo, who had been not far away, stretched out his big hand and clasped his shoulders tightly.

At this moment, the man in armor said disdainfully: "Qingwang Mountain is very strong, but I, Long Yuanze, am not afraid!"

Hearing Long Yuanze, the onlookers were very excited, everything that happened today is really a twist and turn, everything that was expected did not happen, and there were always accidents at critical moments.

What happened in this day, it is estimated that they can write a book of heaven and pass it on to future generations, the more people taste it, the more they look at it, the more energetic they are, and even some people have been sitting at the table with a big grin, drinking wine, eating fragrant meat, and judging from time to time.

"Look, who said that you can't use force in Black Rock City, it also depends on whether you have a background and whether you have someone to support you!"

"Yes, you see how pitiful that kid is, he dares to make trouble without a background, isn't this grabbed by the neck and slapped a few times? I'm afraid I won't be able to raise my head for the rest of my life!"

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"Who are you, this person is not your Long Yuanze's person!" Zhao Zihan was furious, he thought that he had eaten Yang Ling today, but he didn't expect to kill Long Yuanze again halfway.

The armored man glanced at Yang Ling and said, "It doesn't matter who I am, although this person is not my Long Yuanze's person, he must get out of here alive!"

Zhao Zihan tapped the sword in his hand lightly and teased: "I remember, this Black Stone City was jointly built by the three major forces of Pengyun Mountain, Jiang Bu and Zhenyiping, is your Long Yuanze's hand stretched too long? Be careful not to be cut off!"

At this moment, the middle-aged entourage of Qingwang Mountain said in a low voice: "Childe, I remembered, this person is Long Haoyang, the eldest son of Long Yuanze, I heard that his strength is quite good, and he is also a half-step Yuan Realm cultivator." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Zihan's face turned hideous, and he whispered viciously: "Among the younger generation, those who dare to go hand in hand with me will die!"

Long Haoyang snorted coldly: "I only saw that you were going to kill him, this has already violated the rules of Black Rock City, and you should actually be beheaded." So you'd better let him go, or beware of misfortune!"

Seeing this situation, Mu Duo, who was in charge of the defense of Black Rock City, was quite embarrassed, both sides of the argument were characters who could not be easily offended, and the situation at this moment had fallen into an embarrassing situation.

Zhao Zihan was already furious, and after hearing that Long Haoyang was also a half-step Yuan Realm spiritual cultivator, he even had a powerful killing intent.

I saw him smile coldly, and the long sword in his hand suddenly shone brightly and sounded.

Long Haoyang was full of jade bones, handsome and handsome, he laughed loudly, and then pulled out a fire-colored spear.

The two had not yet fought, but the momentum that erupted had begun to collide, and in an instant, the wind roared and the dust flew here, making many people dissatisfied.

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