The black mist dissipated, and a burly figure appeared in the sight of Yang Qinghua and the others.

I saw an old man with knotted muscles and a naked upper body, and at this time he slowly withdrew his fist, and he laughed at Yu Yanglang: "Old thief Yu, if you don't die, how dare I die first?"

The laughter was like a lion's roar, and Yang Qinghua's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly stabilized the fluctuating thunderclouds above, and when he looked at the old man in the distance, there was obviously a hint of jealousy in his eyes, and he was actually a martial artist who fused the god realm.

Wang Dingzhou suddenly turned his head, looked at Ye Ziyu behind him and said, "Boy, are you okay?"

Ye Ziyu shook his head, signaling that he was fine, and his eyes were full of doubts when he looked at Wang Dingzhou.

I don't know why, this old man who had fought before suddenly appeared to block the two deadly attacks for himself.

Yu Yang's soul erosion light was already close at hand just now, and a biting chill came to his face, and Ye Ziyu was even ready to detonate his body and let the divine thoughts between his eyebrows escape from his body.

But at this critical moment, he only heard a soft shout from behind him.

"Get out of the way!"

Ye Ziyu didn't have time to distinguish the source of the sound, and subconsciously flashed.

As soon as his body flashed, he saw an extremely fierce white fist, blasting towards the black mist formed by the spread of the soul erosion light, so there was a scene where Fang Cai fist gang broke through the two soul erosion lights.

Yu Yang calmed down his chaotic mind, forcibly suppressed the monstrous anger in his heart, and said to Wang Dingzhou in a deep voice, "Do you know what you are doing? This kid behind you is a big murderer who colluded with the demon clan to kill mortals."

After a pause, he glanced at the red mark in the distance, and then said, "Not to mention, he also killed the Yang head of the Qingyun Sect just now, and you are protecting him, not only against the royal family of my Liang Kingdom, but also the Qingyun Sect, and even the entire human race!"

Wang Dingzhou was slightly surprised, and glanced at the red mark in the distance, Yang Xingyun was a powerful monk in the middle stage of foundation building, and he was really beheaded by this kid?

He had just returned from Cloud Village outside the border, and he had also used the teleportation array on the way, so he was able to rush back to the capital at this time.

After passing the results of the exploration to Wang Zixuan in the Tiangang Temple, before he could rest for a while, he immediately sensed the fluctuations of the great battle here.

The stakes are very high, Wang Dingzhou rushed here non-stop, and happened to see Ye Ziyu in a desperate situation, but fortunately let him catch up, so he rescued Ye Ziyu.

Ye Ziyu had already taken several bottles of Qi Refining Pill, feeling the true qi gradually filling in his body, and his tense mind relaxed a little.

The old man who was called Wang Dingzhou by Yu Yang in front of him, although he shot at a critical moment just now and saved his life, but now the situation is complicated and unclear, and he needs to keep an eye on it.

Wang Dingzhou didn't seem to notice Ye Ziyu's vigilance, and secretly transmitted a message to Ye Ziyu: "Boy! Are you okay? I can't beat the two of them alone, I'll escort you out of here, and I'll take care of the rest when you're healed!"

Ye Ziyu hugged his fist at Wang Dingzhou, and also said: "Thank you seniors for your kindness, but they will never let me go, not to mention, I have two friends who are trapped in the northern suburbs, if I leave, how can they escape."

Wang Dingzhou's expression changed, and he was about to scold, but as if he had thought of something, he had to interrupt the transmission.

He asked anxiously, "Then what do you say now?"

At this time, the four people in the field confronted each other, and the thunderclouds above Yang Qinghua's head gathered more and more, and from time to time there was a muffled thunder, which made the atmosphere in the field even more tense.

Yang Qinghua's heart was the most anxious, seeing that Ye Ziyu was about to be conferred the head, but he didn't expect to kill a Fusion God Realm martial artist halfway.

Once again, Ye Ziyu got a chance to breathe, once this kid recovered his true qi, even if the two of them joined forces, they couldn't beat him and Yu Yang, but they didn't have the slightest way to take each other.

Thinking of this, Yang Qinghua's resentment towards the cloth-clothed swordsman deepened.

If it weren't for the fact that day, when that person entered his body with sword qi and injured the roots, his current magic power should be wanted

It's a cut better than it is now.

Don't underestimate this chip, when it comes to this level of battle, the strength of the two sides is often equal, and the key to determining victory or defeat and even life and death lies in this inconspicuous chip on weekdays.

As far as the thunder when Ye Ziyu jumped out of the deep pit, if the power was stronger, Ye Ziyu's mighty handprint would not be able to break it up, and it would inevitably cause him to be injured again.

Then Yu Yang's soul erosion light would hit Ye Ziyu one step earlier, and even if Wang Dingzhou appeared, Ye Ziyu would have completely lost his combat effectiveness.

If Wang Dingzhou wants to rescue Ye Ziyu under them, it will be far more difficult than now.

The reason why Yang Xingyun was successfully attacked by Ye Ziyu was due to the sword a few months ago.

Yang Xingyun presided over the Qingfeng formation to compete with that person, and naturally became the primary target, and was pierced through the abdomen by a sword, and the sword qi entered the body and was not dispelled for a long time.

On weekdays, it is necessary to separate a part of the true qi to suppress the Mo family's sword qi that is destroyed in the body.

The powerful strength in the middle stage of foundation building could only exert about seventy percent, which is why it was killed by Ye Ziyu in such a short time.

After Ye Ziyu pondered for a while, Chuanyin said to Wang Dingzhou, "Can the seniors hold Yu Yang back?"

Wang Dingzhou was stunned for a moment, not understanding what Ye Ziyu wanted to do, but he still replied: "Yu Yang's strength is stronger than mine, and it is almost impossible for me to defeat him."

"But...... It's okay to hold him back, but what do you want to do?"

Killing intent flashed in Ye Ziyu's eyes, and he clenched the Fengxing Sword in his hand, aiming directly at Yang Qinghua under the thunderclouds in the distance.

Wang Dingzhou's expression changed, and he hurriedly said, "That kid is the young sect master of the Qingyun Sect, and the soft armor on his body is a magic weapon, with your strength, no!" Even if I punched him a hundred or ten times at close range, I wouldn't be able to break the turtle shell."

Ye Ziyu didn't seem to hear it, and his figure flashed and went straight to Yang Qinghua.

Yu Yang sneered when he saw this, and the black light surged and wanted to stop him, but before he could move, a fist suddenly hit in the air, and Yu Yang had to raise his hand and wave a soul-destroying light to scatter the fist.

He turned his head to look at Wang Dingzhou, his eyes were gloomy, and he said word by word: "You, find, die!"

Wang Dingzhou only responded to him with a more fierce sky-breaking fist, and the two fought together in an instant.

The earth cracked again, and a strong wind scattered between the heavens and the earth, and the sound of a sonic boom was incessant, and the two black shadows were sometimes entangled, and sometimes they quickly separated and blasted into a fist or black light.

Yang Qinghua didn't know when a blackened wooden sword appeared in his palm, as if it had been struck by lightning.

The sword was engraved with repeated inscriptions, and what was even more bizarre was that there was a thunderbolt that traveled back and forth on the sword's body, and a lightning bolt bloomed uncomfortably.

I saw him raise the thunderbolt wooden sword alof, and the thunderclouds above his head quickly contracted, and finally condensed into a small arc of electricity.

The energy contained in this arc can be called terrifying, far exceeding the two thunderbolts that were split before, it is the condensation and sublimation of this thundercloud, and it is the real heavenly thunder.

The arc of lightning flew into the wooden sword like a swimming dragon, and Yang Qinghua's hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

This magic power, coupled with this rare lightning strike wooden sword, is comparable to the real Taoist thunder method, and there is no fear of righteousness.

Ye Ziyu came close in an instant, the divine figure glowed, and the long sword swept towards Yang Qinghua's head.

A loud bang came out, and the two swords collided together, and Tianlei and Haoran Zhengqi clashed fiercely, and heaven and earth seemed to be divided into two pieces.

The lightning and thunder on one side were like the heavenly punishment to destroy the world, and the pure white true qi on the other side was surging, sweeping through the four and eight wildernesses, and it was mighty.