The Lion Tiger Beast opened its mouth again and spewed out a beam of light, Yang Qianming didn't dodge, and the Silver Moon Sword waved: "Sunny Day Blood Ice!" The third green beast ring shone brightly, and this beam was also surrounded by a blood-colored light curtain, and it was unable to attack Yang Qianming.

Seeing that the successive attacks were neutralized, the liger beast was completely enraged, and a transparent cyan light swirled above its head.

Then he shook his huge head, and suddenly his speed increased dramatically towards Yang Qianming's chest.

From the cyan light entrenched above his head, Yang Qianming could clearly perceive the trace of terrifying power.

However, Yang Qianming did not intend to dodge, but instead responded to the difficulty, and the Silver Moon Sword, which contained all the divine power, circled and flew towards the top of the lion tiger beast's head.

"Ding!" The Silver Moon Sword, which emitted a faint golden glow under the blessing of the demonic power, accurately slashed at the top of the lion and tiger beast's head, and the dark black demonic power and the cyan light were held together.

Looking at Yang Qianming's cheeks that were white due to transformation, they became even paler at this moment due to all his strength, and a trace of victory flashed in his red eyes.

"Drink!" With a low roar, Yang Qianming instantly compressed the remaining demon god's power on his right fist, and then bombarded the lion and tiger beast's forehead.

When the fist full of the power of the demon god hit his forehead, Yang Qianming magically found that he could see the scene where he knew the sea.

I saw that there was a golden spirit rune in the sea of consciousness of the lion and tiger beast, which suppressed its soul to death.

Thinking that it must be the reason why he was forced to surrender by Xuanyuan Nanluo with a spirit rune, Yang Qianming had no ill will towards the Lion Tiger Beast, and at this moment, he not only had the intention of saving it.

The liger screamed as it was hit by this punch, and its huge body bounced off the ground and fell to the ground again.

"Boom!" A deep pit was smashed out of the ground by the lion and tiger beast, and the dust flew for a long time and could not be calmed down for a long time.

Yang Qianming took the opportunity to hurry up and swept into the giant pit in a trance.

Xuanyuan Nangong felt bad when he saw this scene, gathered all his wisdom and stood up, and then carried the golden big knife towards the huge pit.

"Get out of the way!" Looking at the man and woman who stopped in front of him, Xuanyuan Nanluo stopped talking nonsense, and the golden big knife hovered out of his hand, slashing towards Dugu Dark Fragrance and Tianlun in succession.

The spinning broadsword was the first to slash at Tianlun's gun, and the latter was immediately swept sideways by the blood of the abundant Hui Li and flew dozens of meters away.

Then, under the control of Xuanyuan Nanluo, the golden broadsword continued to slash towards Dugu Dark Incense.

"Hugh wants to hurt Brother Qianming!" Dugu Dark Fragrance is only the initial strength of the Martial Saint, just a 10,000-year-old beast bone, and he saw the golden big sword attacking his face.

Dugu Dark Fragrance waved his hand and immediately pulled out the saint-level magic weapon Innocent Sword, and slashed at the golden broadsword that roared in the void.

"Hum!" After a period of gold and iron fighting, Dugu Dark Fragrance drew his sword and retreated violently, on the other hand, Xuanyuan Nangong just used his wisdom to calm down the shock force brought by the saint-level magic weapon.

But after Dugu Dark Xiang stopped his steps, he couldn't help but kneel on one knee, holding the soft palm of the Innocent Sword, and a trace of blood cracked on the tiger's mouth.

"I want this sword, it's a waste to keep it in your hands. Xuanyuan Nanluo simply ignored Yang Qianming and took the lead in the idea of the Innocent Sword.

This is a saint-level magic weapon, a treasure that many people dream of, and now right now, Xuanyuan Nanluo's greed has exploded.

"Evil Spirit Slash!" The big knife was once again covered with evil spirit-like ghosts, and then blasted towards Dugu Dark Incense.

Faced with the danger of her life, Dugu Dark Fragrance clenched her silver teeth, even if she knew that she was not the opponent of the former, then she must resist to the end.

A pair of beautiful eyes flashed with a hint of resoluteness, and Dugu Dark Fragrance grabbed the handle of the innocent sword with both hands at the same time, and after readjusting the wisdom of the whole body, the green beast ring of ten thousand years expanded.

Dugu Dark Incense spread out the Innocent Sword, and shouted in his mouth: "Poisonous Fangs!", and suddenly the overwhelming poisonous fangs erupted from the wisdom that swirled around the Innocent Sword.

Looking at the attack in front of him, Xuanyuan Nanluo leaked a look of disdain, and when the countless fangs were half a meter around him, he saw him pick up the big knife and continue to circle and fly up.

"Click, click!" The sound of the fangs being swept off by the big knife came out frequently, and in the end, in less than a moment, the poisonous fangs full of dangerous aura were completely wiped out under the explosion of the emperor's strength.

However, the beams of the countless ghosts bombarded Dugu Dark's chest that couldn't dodge, and the huge destructive power made Dugu Darkincense instantly lie on her back and fall to the ground, and her eyes rolled and fainted.

Walking in front of Dugu Dark Incense, Xuanyuan Nanluo picked up the innocent sword that had fallen aside with a happy face, and then hid it in the space jade pendant he carried with him.

"Miss, bastard, I'm fighting with you!" After Tianlun, who had always had a sunny personality, got up again, he found that Dugu Dark Fragrance had fallen at the feet of Xuanyuan Nanluo.

Tianlun, whose eyes were wide open, raised his spear and rushed into the air quickly, ignoring his internal injuries, the yellow beast ring shone brightly, and the thousand-year-old bone technique was released: "Gossip Undead Array!"

The spear flew out of Tianlun's hand, turned into eight prisms in the void, and then pierced into the ground under Xuanyuan Nanluo's feet one after another.

"Pediatrics!" Xuanyuan Nangong slashed at one of the prisms with a big knife, and after a muffled sound of "Gong!" came to his hand with a burst of soreness and numbness.

Xuanyuan Nanluo, who thought it was a pediatrician, suddenly changed his complexion, put away his contempt and changed it to a heavy one.

Seeing him deflated, Tianlun quickly made a handprint with both hands, and then shouted coldly: "Gossip the undead array!

Behind Tianlun, the figure of a four-eyed spirit fox appeared out of thin air, but it was fleeting.

Immediately after that, the eight prisms that trapped Xuanyuan Nangong slowly became extremely thick, and finally changed from the thickness of human legs to the width of a giant tree surrounded by ten people.

Now Xuanyuan Nangong can be regarded as really in a hurry, and the tiger and tiger of the big knife dance are vigorous, and they continue to hit each prism one after another, but the results are all in vain.

"I don't believe it, with the strength of my emperor, I can still be trapped by your little formation!" This time Xuanyuan Nanluo was really angry, and the big sword slowly split into four big knives under the shroud of its second 100,000-year-old cyan beast ring, counting the first big sword, there are a total of five big knives.

These five big swords split again, and finally formed ten big swords, Xuanyuan Nangong in turn sacrificed the first 100,000-year-old cyan beast ring, and shouted again and again: "Ten Evil Spirit Fighters!"

These ten large swords suddenly emitted a dazzling light, and as the light slowly faded, the last ten Xuanyuan Nangong appeared around its deity.

Looking at the eleven Xuanyuan Nangong trapped in the formation, Tianlun leaked a look of surprise on his face.

However, the eight thickened prisms still began to gather towards the position of the Xuanyuan Nangong in the middle. Although the speed is slow, if there is no accident in a moment, Xuanyuan Nangong will definitely not be able to escape the fate of the flesh being squeezed into a meatloaf.

Although he already knew the answer in his heart, Tianlun still persisted in using all his strength to deal with Xuanyuan Nanluo.

And the Xuanyuan Nangong in the formation leaked a sinister smile, and the eleven Xuanyuan Nangong in its body simultaneously sacrificed the wisdom power that belonged to the strength of the emperor around him, and rushed towards the eight prisms that were constantly compressed and gathered.

The Bagua Death Array is an incidental skill of the four-eyed spirit fox beast bone, this four-eyed spirit fox was originally a supreme war beast, and it was only killed by Tianlun because it was seriously injured, so it obtained such a powerful bone skill.

But the difference in strength between Tianlun and Xuanyuan Nanluo is too huge, and the bone skills are only a thousand years, and it is only a matter of a moment for Xuanyuan Nanluo to break free.

After Xuanyuan Nangong rushed out of the big array, what awaited Tianlun must be death.

"Bang!" The impact beams emitted by the eleven Xuanyuan Nangong at the same time hit the eight prisms, causing the surface of the thick prism to instantly crack and form traces of spider webs.

However, the large array was agitated, and Tianlun, who was desperately supporting, was also uncomfortable, only to see his chest float violently a few times, and a blood arrow splashed out casually, and his pale face was even more like dead ashes.

However, it was said that from time to time there was a violent sound of power collision in the giant pit, and the sound was as loud as rolling dry thunder, and the original ten-meter pit slowly expanded to a hundred-meter giant under the continuous hand-to-hand combat between Yang Qianming and the lion and tiger beast.

In this way, it can be seen that the power of the two people collided with each other, and what kind of process dù was reached.

Every time he had a hard encounter with the lion and tiger beast, Yang Qianming did not use the Silver Moon Sword, but took turns with his fists, and Yang Qianming was not used to it at the beginning.

The sharp pain and tearing sensation from the joint of his fist after each collision made him miserable, and gradually Yang Qianming actually liked this feeling a little.

There is no fancy technique, just relying entirely on the strength of the bombardment, which makes Yang Qianming very excited and happy.

Because of the unprecedented way of fighting, Yang Qianming's hand-to-hand combat strength also gradually increased rapidly after hundreds of collisions with each time he was smashed by the lion and tiger beast.

Even Yang Qianming didn't know that he would have such a huge potential in hand-to-hand combat, if he hadn't tried it today, he didn't seem to dare to imagine that one day, he would be able to defend against the impact of a Saint-level eighth-order war beast with his bare hands.

Of course, the opponent is also very important, if the lion tiger beast is replaced by some weak war beasts, Yang Qianming's hand-to-hand combat strength will not increase so quickly.

Yang Qianming felt that he was strong when he was strong, and after another punch and the lion and tiger beast, Yang Qianming quickly flapped his wings and disappeared in place at a priority speed.

After hundreds of collisions with Yang Qianming, the lion tiger beast was a little powerless, and at first it could easily blast Yang Qianming away, but slowly it found that it was itself that was blown away.

Now seeing that Yang Qianming's strange big bird was gone, the lion and tiger beast stared at the lantern-like eyes and kept looking for it.

"I'm here!" Suddenly a voice sounded from behind him, and the liger suddenly turned back and bit it.

The Silver Moon Sword instantly stood in its mouth, making it impossible to close its mouth.

After seeing the lion tiger beast subdued, Yang Qian touched its forehead with his hand, and the power of the demon god invaded violently, surrounding the spirit rune in its sea of consciousness.

The spirit rune that suppressed the soul of the liger beast was surrounded by the power of the unknown demon god, and immediately felt very panicked, but it did not release the suppressed soul of the lower body.

"Destroy the !! me," Yang Qianming roared, and the power of the demon god went up towards the spirit rune.

The spirit rune was instantly torn apart by the power of countless demon gods, although its body surface had a layer of golden protective light, but under the impact of the power of the demon gods, it was quickly shattered.

In this regard, Yang Qianming not only had a new understanding of the power of the demon god again.

After taking his hand off the lion and tiger beast's forehead, he also withdrew the silver moon sword that was supporting his mouth, and Yang Qianming waited aside.

The ligermon's soul regained its freedom, and at the same time, Xuanyuan Nanluo, who was in the Bagua Death Array, suddenly changed his face drastically, as he was shocked to find that the connection contract with the liger had disappeared.

"What's going on? This is impossible, how can it disappear!"

I saw that on the big sword in the hands of the eleven Xuanyuan Nanluo, a beam of evil spirits and ghosts condensed out, collapsing and breaking the eight prisms around the body in an instant.