"It seems that this Ying Huang of the Imperial City seems to have some skills, no wonder he dares to provoke the team of the Ghost King's Mansion, there is a good show to watch now!"

The many teams that were originally watching coldly had a strong interest in their eyes, they had previously felt that this team of the Ghost Emperor City seemed to be weaker than the teams of the Ghost King Mansion and the Ghost City Sect, but they didn't expect that this young man, who seemed to be only in the early stage of the Netherworld, actually had such terrifying combat power.

"Blue Sky Sword Technique, Blood Shadow Sword!"

Wang Ting saw the scene of Ying Huang punching back Wang Jian, his face changed drastically, and he immediately shouted violently, and a sword shook the dragon sword in Ying Huang's hand, and the sword body shook like a snake and opened smartly, and a trace of bright red and blood-like illusory sword qi suddenly appeared in the air in front of him, and then there was a sharp whistling sound in it, and the sword qi turned into a huge sword with rich blood, and it was slashed straight down at Ying Huang.

This slash, with a sharp sound of breaking the sky, was full of strength, and it had not yet fallen in front of Ying Huang, but on the path that the giant sword passed, the originally flat ground was cut in two by the sharp sword qi that penetrated and opened.

Ying Huang's eyes flashed slightly, his body moved, and a dark dragon shadow suddenly appeared under his feet, and in the flickering of his body, he disappeared like a ghost, and under the heavy slash of the giant sword, it was empty and nothing.

A sword missed, Wang Ting's face changed suddenly, and he immediately looked in another direction and shouted.

"Wang Jian, be careful!"

However, just as the shouting in his mouth fell, Wang Jian was horrified to see Ying Huang's figure appear in front of him like a ghost, and an indifferent smile appeared on the latter's face: "Persimmon should be pinched softly first, and you are the soft persimmon." ”

The majestic breath like the ocean, overwhelming from the body of the shadow Huang, his current breath has undergone some changes compared with before, no longer the color of black, but the color of black and red, it looks like burnt lava through the general, emitting a trace of scorching breath, and this black and red breath is more condensed and strong than what he showed just now.

The breath rippled open, and directly turned into a sea of red fire behind Ying Huang, in the sea of fire, there seemed to be a huge black shadow condensed out, and finally directly turned into a rainbow light burst out, turning into a huge black dragon phantom above Wang Jian.

"Nether Demon Dragon Technique, Scorching Power!"

Ying Huang's eyes were cold, and he secretly drank in his heart, his hands were sealed, and he pressed it abruptly towards Wang Jian.

With the sound of a dragon roar piercing the sky, the black dragon phantom instantly burst into a brilliant divine light, and the aura between heaven and earth seemed to fluctuate violently in an instant, forming a strong cyclone around the black dragon phantom.

Wang Jian looked at the huge dragon shadow that was suppressed from the sky, his face also changed suddenly, obviously aware of the extreme horror of Yinghuang's attack, he didn't dare to slack off immediately, he shouted violently, his palms were together, and the breath in his body swept out without reservation.

"Bloodlight Shield!"

As his majestic aura swept through, it immediately turned into a huge red giant shield of hundreds of zhang above his head, and within the giant shield, there seemed to be a surging river of blood condensed, and it also exuded strong fluctuations, and then the blood shield roared out, directly shaking with the dragon shadow that was suppressed from above.

The shadow of the black dragon and the huge blood shield collided with a bang in the air on the boulder, and the huge fluctuations swept away in an instant, but soon, Wang Jian's face changed drastically, because he saw that when the shadow of the black dragon was suppressed, his blood-colored giant shield actually burned on its own without warning, and then collapsed at an astonishing speed that was visible to the eye.

The shadow of the black dragon seemed to have some kind of power beyond ordinary aura, and as soon as he touched it, he immediately felt that his aura was completely suppressed.

Ying Huang looked at Wang Jian's panicked appearance, and smiled slightly, since he came out of the Treasure Palace, he has been practicing the fourth layer of this Netherworld Demon Dragon Technique's "Scorching Power", although it still can't reach the kind of intensity experienced in the trial, but in this young man-led hunting meeting, it can already be regarded as one of the very strong hole cards. Moreover, although this Wang Jian's strength is at the peak of the underworld, he relied on the pill to pull it up, the foundation is unstable, and the breath is vain, and it is a fool's dream to resist his offensive forcefully.

"The mantis arm is a car, not self-sufficient!"

As he spoke, Ying Huang's hands formed a magic trick again, palms facing down, and slammed them down.

"Boom"!

The shadow of the black dragon shrouded down in an instant, and the blood-colored giant shield was already shattered and completely collapsed into pieces at this time, Wang Jian's face was pale, and his body retreated violently, trying to dodge, but at this time it was obviously too late for him to dodge, and the shadow of the black dragon roared down, and instantly smashed on his body.

With the sound of "poof", several mouthfuls of blood immediately spurted out of Wang Jian's mouth, and the original majestic aura fluctuations around his body were also rapidly weakened at this time, and the surface of his body was also covered with faint black ripples, and those lines were tightly wrapped around his body, suppressing all the breath in his body.

In an instant, Wang Jian's body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, and he fell from the platform in an instant, and finally smashed down on the ground below.

Where he fell, a large area of the ground suddenly trembled violently, and fine cracks like cobwebs spread open, and a huge pit about several feet deep immediately emerged, Wang Jian was covered in blood, lying in it and struggling weakly, obviously seriously injured by Yinghuang's blow.

Seeing this scene, the teams on the platform who had all kinds of thoughts suddenly quietly gasped, and the look of banter in their eyes was gone, and there was a trace of surprise and horror in their place, who would have thought that he had just handed over his hand, and he would have used such a powerful means to directly seriously injure a master at the peak of the underworld.

Ying Huang hit Wang Jian hard, and then he turned around calmly, his black eyes were a little cold, staring at Wang Ting, who was also shocked in his eyes, and said softly: "Just now, I was very happy with two fights and one fight, right?"

Ying Huang smiled slightly, but that smile was as cold as a thousand years of ice, which made Wang Ting suddenly feel a chill down his spine, and his scalp suddenly became numb.

"Next, let's be happy with me. ”

Just when Yinghuang hit Wang Jian hard and completely suppressed Wang Ting, on the other side of the broad platform, Zhu Ling was also fighting with the entire team of the Youcheng faction.

The majestic whip shadow filled the sky, and the breath was like a stream left from the sky, instantly turning into rivers, and in the middle of the river, Zhu Ling held a purple long whip, and a stream of breath stirred between her whip dances, and then directly whistled away at the five figures around her who were filled with majestic breath.

And in the face of such a fierce and fierce aura, the five members of the Youcheng faction team also jumped on their faces, and they didn't dare to have the slightest slackness, and the aura in their bodies was running to the extreme, each of them exerting their housekeeping skills, and the colorful rainbows of light swept by, colliding with the whip shadow airflow.

As several mighty auras collided violently, bursts of glow swept by, and the wide purple river in the middle instantly cut away several aura rays around it.

The faces of the five-member team of the Youcheng Sect all changed, obviously they didn't expect that their desperate offensive would be so fragile under the whip shadow of the woman in front of them.

As a last resort, the five of them used their body skills at the same time to retreat backwards, but just as they retreated, there was a sudden violent fluctuation from the rear, and when they looked back, their faces suddenly became extremely ugly.

Behind them, I don't know when they were surrounded by a purple surging river of qi that spread all over the sky, and with a muffled sound of "boom", the whip shadow in Zhu Ling's hand soared, enveloping them like a storm, and they all swept into the ground one by one.

The aura that permeated their respective bodies, when they encountered the incomparable purple qi, it quickly melted and collapsed like snow in the sun, and the team of the Ghost City Sect, except for the captain, the bodies of the other four people were instantly covered with shocking traces of blood, and the surging aura hit their bodies one after another, and the blood flowed instantly, making them like bloody people.