Zhuang Yixu was crazy at this time, and with Zhuang Bei's death, he no longer had the slightest concern. What he is thinking about now is to break this kid named Yang Huo into pieces and avenge his son!

Zhuang Yixi's whole body is like opening the floodgates, and he doesn't keep any of it, and all kinds of martial arts are displayed.

The claws were full of strength and ghostly energy, shrouding Fang Yangzhou's body up and down.

Fang Yang was just a black water sword in his hand, the dragon and snake sword qi roared and circulated on the blade, completely protecting his body, his sword qi was so strong at this time, there was the power of four turns, naturally it would not be broken lightly.

Bang bang bang......

The Xuan Qi exploded one after another, and every time the claw energy swept by, it was blocked by Fang Yang's sword qi, and over time, Zhuang Yisha's Xuan Qi consumption was also extremely great.

He was slightly panting, his cloak exuded a wolf bèi, and when he looked at Fang Yang again, there was also a faint look of horror in his eyes.

Isn't this son only the cultivation at the peak of the Condensing God Realm? How can the sword qi be so strong that even he, a master in the late stage of the Void Netherworld, can't force it down.

Zhuang Yixi's face changed for a while, his evil anger floated, and he said: "Boy, I admit that I underestimated you, but do you think that you can win me with a good baby, no matter how much it costs me today, I will let you die!"

He flicked his hands, and saw two feminine black whip shadows flying from his wrists.

Syllable!

The speed of the whip shadow was extremely fast, and it exploded on Fang Yang's dragon and snake sword qi, causing the dragon and snake sword qi to tremble, and there was a faint momentum of disintegration.

These two whips are the same soldiers used to capture the Gray Feather Sparrow before.

Fang Yang's face was strange, and he swept it carefully, but found that the black whip was like a cowhide entangled, and there seemed to be nothing special on the surface, but in fact, the Xuan Qi flowing in it was extraordinary.

Fang Yang subconsciously thought of the means of sonic shock, the Xuan Qi flow in these two whips was also constantly trembling, and when it hit the dragon snake sword qi, the rhythm of the tremors was the same, forcibly changing Fang Yang's control, and it almost collapsed.

"This sound dragon whip, but the old man found a water Jiao in a burial ground in the Bone Tooth Mountain Range ten years ago, and extracted the dragon tendon in it to refine it! After ten years of tempering, the Xuan Qi is dense, and the use is complete, even if the sword blade in your hand is extraordinary, you will never be able to defeat it!" Zhuang Yixu roared angrily.

Fang Yang frowned, it turned out to be a Xuan Soldier refined by the Jiaolong Dragon Tendon, it was really extraordinary......

Jiaolong is a strange thing, only in ancient times, it has not been heard of in the current Lei Lin Continent, and even if it is, it should only appear in a place like the Netherworld Passage.

Among them, the dragon tendon is the most beneficial to use to refine bowstrings and long whips, which are faintly mixed with the power of Jiaolong before his death, which is very difficult to deal with.

Zhuang Yisha had the assistance of the sound dragon whip, and his combat effectiveness immediately increased greatly.

Although the quality of this sound dragon whip is obviously not very high due to improper refining techniques, the material is too good, and even the blue-veined Xuanbing Black Water Sword in Fang Yang's hand is at a disadvantage.

After all, Fang Yang couldn't use the power of the Dao Pattern in it, and the Blue Pattern Xuan Soldier couldn't exert its full power.

"Yin Dragon Dance!"

The sound of the dragon whip is being collected, and Zhuang Yisha's confidence has greatly increased. He suddenly roared, and the Xuan Qi between his hands gushed out, and the black shadow on the sound dragon whip floated, slowly turning into the form of two dragons.

Each dragon was dozens of zhang long, winding into the air, scurrying between the thick clouds, undulating, the huge dragon's mouth was also gnawing down towards Fang Yang's body.

The dragon shadow had not yet crashed down, and the powerful fluctuations had already hit head-on.

The many warriors on Grey Sparrow Mountain are all discolored.

"Jiaolong! It's Jiaolong, so fierce. ”

"Damn, how do you fight this, although this dragon is a condensation of Xuan Qi, but the soul seems to be the same, and the power of the dragon alone makes people unable to raise their will to fight. ”

"This is just an ordinary dragon, if it is the body of a real dragon, the coercion is enough to crush the Void Underworld!"

The black finch was also pretty and pale, and stood in place with a sneer, forgetting to dodge.

Over there, Qin Chuan also came to the front of the Gray Bird Mountain Road after Fang Yang, but because his strength was not high, he participated in the battle of ordinary martial artists, and now after seeing this scene, he was also worried about Fang Yang.

This dragon is huge, and when it hits its head, it actually envelops the entire Gray Bird Mountain, as if it is about to collapse the mountain under a collision.

From a distance, the dragon was huge and the wind was blowing. If it falls head-on, it must be a collapse of the sky!

Zhuang Yixu shot out angrily at this time, and all his Xuan Qi crossed into these two dragons, and as soon as the dragon came out, he himself was exhausted, which showed that he was dead.

Fang Yang's face was indifferent, his eyebrows were flying, and he stared straight at the phantom of the roaring dragon.

"Although Jiaolong is quite powerful, but the fake is fake after all, it's just a little Jiaolong remnant soul, when is it your turn to show off your power in front of me...... If I am a small sword, I can slay demons and kill immortals, even if I am not successful in the way of swords, I am comfortable killing a remnant soul dragon!"

As soon as Fang Yang's Black Water Sword was closed, the luster of the Nine Palace Sword shone out.

He calmed down, closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he only felt that there was a clear space between heaven and earth, and his ears were silent, the originally menacing Jiaolong phantom, in Fang Yang's eyes at this time, only a thin piece of Xuan Qi remained, and in the center of the Xuan Qi, there was a white vortex circulating wildly.

Xuanqi Qi Eye!

"A sword. ”

With a flat and low drink, the Nine Palace Sword in Fang Yang's hand swung out lightly.

On the surface, his sword didn't have any power, but as the blade slashed, the air in front of him suddenly twisted, and then a majestic force burst back and turned upside down towards the dragon from the bottom up.

Click.

The fierce Jiaolong was swept by this bland sword, like a glass mirror, and in the blink of an eye, it quickly cracked and collapsed, with a bang, the Jiaolong Phantom not only did not hit Fang Yang's body, but was directly torn apart by the power of this sword.

The power of the rage had nowhere to vent, and it returned with the broken and rolling of this dragon.

Zhuang Yi was stunned for a while, looking at the aura surging in front of him, and when he was permeating himself, his complexion changed suddenly, and he hurriedly shouted: "No, how can this be!

Under his voice, the Xuan Qi instantly flowed back to the Sound Dragon Whip, only to see that these two Xuan soldiers refined from the Jiaolong Dragon Tendon exploded into powder, and the two violent forces rushed to Zhuang Yisha's body.

First of all, the muscles and bones of the two arms exploded, the flesh flew sideways, and then spread to the chest and the skull, and in the last scene, he looked frightened, and then his body exploded and turned into a cloud of blood mist.

Bang!

Zhuang Yisha's body burst like a balloon, and his blood and qi collapsed!

The strength of the violent Xuan Qi was so strong that even the mountain he had stood on before collapsed and sank into a deep pit several feet deep.

Zhuang is easy to destroy, and there are no bones!

The scene was silent, and everyone was dumbfounded, never expecting such a result.

How strong was Zhuang Yisha's dragon phantom before! The power of coercion alone made this group of early stage martial artists in the Void Netherworld unable to bear it, and they originally thought that Fang Yang would only have to flee for his life under this move.

But with Fang Yang's peaceful swing of the sword, the Jiaolong Phantom instantly collapsed, and even Zhuang Yisha, who had cast it, was swallowed up by the force, and not even a piece of complete flesh and blood that was more than the size of a palm was left......

The master of the late stage of the Void Underworld, Zhuang Yisha, died like this! and he died in the hands of Fang Yang, who was a whole realm lower than him.

After the silence, everyone was also excited and noisy.

Zhuang Yisha's strength is too strong, as soon as he dies, everyone only feels that their confidence has increased sharply, and the mountain hanging above his head is directly gone.

"Fang Yang, you are so powerful!" the black bird was all happy and shouted excitedly.

Fang Yang breathed slowly, with a look of exhaustion on his face. This qi eye came out with a sword, which made his own energy consumption extremely great, but it was much better than at the beginning, and he would not have no strength to fight.

Smack, smack.

After a burst of applause, Huang Ning, who had been watching silently, finally made a move, he clapped his hands and looked at Fang Yang's body with bright eyes: "Amazing, really amazing." With the body at the peak of the Condensation Realm, to kill a martial artist in the late stage of the Void Netherworld, your previous sword seems to contain something that even I can't understand. ”

Fang Yang looked at him without saying a word.

"I originally wanted to slaughter the Gray Feather Mountain Liwei on this trip, and take away the dozens of Gray Feather Sparrows by the way, but I didn't expect to meet a fun opponent like you, which is a little interesting. ”

Huang Ning was smiling on his face, but his tone was with a murderous aura.

As his voice gradually sounded, a touch of golden sharpness suddenly surged up and down Huang Ning's body, and he himself was like a sharp sword out of the sheath, which could make people feel cold before he had been cut off.

Fang Yang's pupils shrank, and he looked at this person's body vigilantly.

He had seen Xu Lao, one of the three captains of the Black Fang Regiment, but Xu Lao gave people the feeling that he was far less dangerous than Huang Ning. Before he even started fighting, Fang Yang could already clearly feel the sword intent emanating from his body!

It seems to cut off anything in front of you!

"Great enemy!"

Fang Yang's heart was heavy, judging from what Huang Ning had revealed at this time, his strength was estimated to be weaker than that of Li Bei, the genius of the Shenxiao Sword Sect.

Fang Yang's strongest "Qi Eye" sword has come out now, his own spirit and spirit have not reached the peak, if he resists head-on, it will really be dangerous against this Huang Ning!

As Huang Ning spoke, the top of the originally lively Gray Bird Mountain was also silent immediately, and everyone's bodies tensed up, looking at Huang Ning's body vigilantly.

As long as the people who are fighting in the Guya Mountain Range, most of them have heard the name of the Black Fang Regiment, and Huang Ning, as the representative of the Black Fang, naturally has a well-known reputation of his own, only under the four major and three mountain forces!

And now, the captain of this Black Fang Regiment, a famous murderer, is about to strike in front of them.

Some martial artists with low cultivation levels turned pale when they felt the sword intent on Huang Ning's body, and a touch of fear appeared in their hearts.

is also a martial artist in the late stage of the Void Underworld, but the aura revealed by this Huang Ning is far from being comparable to Zhuang Yisha!

Even everyone had no doubt that if the two of them fought each other, Zhuang Yisha would definitely not be able to hold out a hundred moves in Huang Ning's hands.

The Early Yang Realm is a huge threshold for all martial artists, and if you want to break through, in addition to talent and chance, most of them need to accumulate over a long period of time.

Because this threshold is too high, he is also a martial artist at the peak of the late stage of the Void Underworld, and the gap between them is like clouds and mud.

Like Huang Ning, it is undoubtedly a cloud under the sky.

Huang Ning's battle intent was surging, his eyes were shining, and he looked at Fang Yang with a smile on his face: "Come on, boy, let me see how strong your sword path is." ”

"If it were on weekdays, you are such a good seedling, I would like to bring it back to the Black Fang Group to cultivate it well, but there are a lot of rights and wrongs in the Bone Tooth Mountains recently, and you are unknown, so I don't have that thought. ”

"However, it is your honor to let you die at my hands with a sword. ”

As he spoke, the sword intent around him was also raised, and a golden sword shadow faintly appeared above and below his body.

When Fang Yang heard his words, he just grinned, and his face was shy: "What kind of thing are you, you can also let me die?"

As his words fell, the smile on Huang Ning's face flickered, the sword intent in his eyes was great, and when he stepped out, the golden sword qi surged.

"You're looking for death!"

Huang Ning shouted!R1058