Boom Boom!

The sharp sword light and ferocious fists are constantly vented.

Where Han Qianshan and the two passed, it was like an earth dragon turning over, one impact after another.

However, Canglongwei's eyes were not on Han Qianshan and the others, but all focused on Yuwen Chengdu who was blocking in front of him and others.

Han Qianshan and Meng Tianfang are indeed powerful, like demon gods.

But Han Qianshan is the enemy, and although Meng Tianfang stopped Han Qianshan, he is not a big merchant after all, and Yuwen Chengdu is the commander of himself and other generals.

……

In the middle of the battlefield.

Meng Tianfang fiercely confronted Han Qianshan.

Whether it is Han Qianshan's Shenwu Long Fist or Meng Tianfang's Daoless Absolute Sword, they are all domineering and fierce.

Meng Tianfang, who was fully immersed in the battle, was stronger than one knife.

Han Qianshan's Shenwu Long Fist was unleashed, and it was also domineering and unpredictable.

And Yuwen Chengdu's gaze fell calmly on Han Qianshan and the two, and with Yuwen Chengdu's eyesight, he could see at a glance that it was impossible for either Han Qianshan or Meng Tianfang to overwhelm the other party.

In this battle, between Han Qianshan and the two, most of them were invincible.

"Old Ghost Han, do you have this strength?" Meng Tianfang's mouth suddenly let out a long roar, and the black knife in his hand swept, and the continuous sword light directly broke Han Qianshan's fist shadow.

The next moment.

The black knife in Meng Tian's hand slashed continuously, one knife was faster than the other, each knife hid the three intentions of madness, hegemony, and absoluteness, just like the sun was in the sky, and one knife directly forced Han Qianshan to retreat.

At the moment when Han Qianshan forced back.

Meng Tianfang's figure flickered, and he came to Han Qianshan's face almost instantly.

True Qi is running, and the black knife is like a dragon swimming in the sky.

A knife fell, like a dragon shadow flying, the momentum was majestic, the knife qi was fierce, and the terrifying knife qi suddenly exploded.

At this moment, Meng Tianfang seemed to have merged into heaven and earth, and an incomparably powerful and vast sword intent descended on the world.

However, at the moment when Meng Tian's knife fell.

A dragon roar and a tiger roared from Han Qianshan's body, an awe-inspiring light burst out of his eyes, and a bell-like sound of Jin Ge rang out in Han Qianshan's fists.

Shenwu Long Fist - Longlin Breaking the Sun.

Powerful, incomparably terrifying power suddenly erupted from Han Qianshan's arms.

One punch and one knife.

The two collided violently.

Hiss!

Han Qianshan's arms and sleeves exploded in an instant, turning into a flying flotsam, and a deep wound appeared on his arms.

And Meng Tianfang's state is not much better than Han Qianshan.

"Old Ghost Meng, if you don't get out of the way, don't blame me for burning jade with you!" Han Qianshan's gaze was firmly fixed on Meng Tianfang in front of him, and he said coldly.

Han Qianshan never thought that Meng Tianfang would be willing to fight with himself to this point in order to protect a Yuwen Chengdu who had nothing to do with him.

"Jade burning?"

The true qi on the black knife in Meng Tian's hand flowed, and wisps of sword qi spread out in all directions.

"It's not enough for you Han Qianshan!"

"If you want me to retreat, defeat the knife in my hand first!" Meng Tianfang sneered, his eyes emitting a cold cold light, staring at Han Qianshan.

Since I said that Yuwen Chengdu will protect itself, then if I don't want to, no one will be able to move this Yuwen Chengdu.

"In that case, today you and this Yuwen Chengdu will be buried together for my disciple!"

Rumble!

Han Qianshan's body erupted with an incomparably strong aura of destruction.

Suddenly.

Just as Han Qianshan's qi was soaring, an incomparably terrifying aura rose in vain and firmly pressed on Han Qianshan's two bodies.

A figure burst through the air from a distance.

Looking at this sudden figure, Meng Tianfang took a deep breath, and there was a hint of admiration in his eyes.

The reason why Meng Tianfang made a move was to stop Han Qianshan. In addition to the fact that he couldn't bear to see Yuwen Chengdu, this kind of Tianjiao died in the hands of Han Qianshan, but also because of Yang Lin.

Compared to Meng Tianfang, Han Qianshan's heart instantly sank to the bottom, and bursts of cold sweat broke out all over his body.

"Yang Lin, the king of big business!" Han Qianshan never thought that Yang Lin would suddenly appear here.

At the moment when Yang Lin appeared.

Han Qianshan had long known that if he didn't leave, he was afraid that he would fall here today.

"Damn it!"

Han Qianshan turned around and broke through the sky in the distance, and the hatred for Meng Tianfang in his heart was even stronger.

If it weren't for Meng Tianfang, he would have killed Yuwen Chengdu a long time ago and left Yulin Dao, where would he collide with Yang Lin again, so he could only flee in a hurry.

"King of the backer, this Han Qianshan wants to make a move against the Great Shang General Yuwen Chengdu......" Seeing that Han Qianshan was about to flee, Meng Tianfang suddenly shouted loudly.

Meng Tianfang also knew that Han Qianshan must not be allowed to leave so easily.

At the moment when Meng Tianfang's voice fell.

Roar!

As a dragon roar sounded in the heavens and the earth, Yang Lin turned into a streamer, and almost instantly, it appeared behind Han Qianshan.

The true energy of the Nine Dragons is surging, like a bright galaxy.

Yang Lin landed with a volley.

"Damn it!" Han Qianshan didn't expect Meng Tianfang to be so decisive, and the moment Yang Lin appeared, he took the initiative to inform Yang Lin of everything.

Facing Yang Lin's imperial fist, Han Qianshan only had time to hurriedly blast Yang Lin around.

Shenwu Changquan - swallowing mountains and rivers.

The Imperial Fist has fallen!

Han Qianshan's arms were directly shattered by Yang Lin's punch, and a sound of bone cracking sounded.

Rumble!

Yang Lin fell with another punch, and Han Qianshan was directly blasted into the ground by Yang Lin, a mouthful of blood gushed out, his arms were broken, and his internal organs were seriously injured.

Although he is not dead, his life has been ninety percent.

"Backer King, my Shenwu Alliance is willing to serve the Great Merchants!"

"At the beginning, the Yue Zhou Heavenly and Human Alliance was decided, did the backer king want to break it personally?"

Han Qianshan shouted loudly while spitting blood.

Han Qianshan knew that in the current situation, if he wanted to survive, he had to take refuge in Dashang.

In Han Qianshan's view, as a heavenly and human realm, he is willing to serve the big businessman, Yang Lin will definitely let himself go, after all, he is a heavenly and human realm, after all, Yuwen Chengdu, which he targeted, is only the Lingtai realm, where can he compare to himself, a celestial.

However, what Han Qianshan didn't know was.

At the beginning, Nangong Wentian and the others were just like him, and they wanted to take refuge in the big business for a chance to live, but Yang Lin still didn't have any spare hands.

Yang Lin didn't let go of Nangong Wentian and the others at the beginning, and naturally he won't let go of Han Qianshan today.

"I don't need your kind of goods."

A punch fell, and the dragon groaned in the air.

The next moment.

Han Qianshan's chest sank deeply, and in his pupils, there was no longer any life.