A fluttering palm, but it contains a terrifying power like destruction. Zhang Yang suddenly flew upside down, like a meteor in the night sky, passing through the building in the distance and smashing into a courtyard behind.

The stone bricks crumbled, and the ground sank. Zhang Yang was lying in the pit, blood from the corners of his mouth. Airplanes! A powerful coercion immediately fell from the sky, instantly covering the courtyard and gathering on Zhang Yang's body.

The flame armor on Zhang Yang's body was full of cracks, but it didn't crumble. Under the overwhelming coercion, Zhang Yang stood up, and more ferocious flames poured out, repairing the armor.

Looking up at Qi Xiao standing with his hands in the air, Zhang Yang said in a deep voice: "The Saint Realm powerhouse is really powerful!" "Being able to put so much pressure on himself and let himself fall into the disadvantage, Zhang Yang has no doubt at all that this old guy of the Qi family is a real Saint Realm powerhouse.

Sanctuary. The unattainable existence of the Warrior Avenue. Zhang Yang knew that these super families would definitely be guarded by the powerhouses of the Holy Realm, and these saints would not usually walk around at will, they would be like an ordinary old man, drinking tea and teasing birds and flowers in the courtyard every day, and if a major incident happened in the family, he would not easily expose his strength.

Now, Zhang Yang was surprised that the Qi family had sent a saint out, just to kill himself!

"You kid is not bad, you can stand up like a nobody after receiving the old man's palm, it can be said that in the entire Dragon City, no one in the younger generation can stand side by side with you, and even many of the older generation are not as good as you. But you are too angry after all, and you make a big mistake that will surely die. Another sigh, Qi Xiao didn't want to kill Zhang Yang when he said it, he felt more sorry for a genius like Zhang Yang.

At such an age, not to mention other abilities, it can already be said that it is a person who is rare to see in a hundred years in terms of combat power, and if he is good at cultivating him, he can definitely lead the family to a new peak.

These old people, they have worked hard for an unknown number of years, but they still stay in the Holy Realm, and they have not entered at all, and as for the legendary Emperor Realm, it is even more distant and untouchable.

But what about Zhang Yang. I don't know how many generations are behind these old people who have broken through the difficulties of the years, and this strength can already meet them.

It's a rarity!

"Mortal? It's just a slap in the face, and you think I'm going to die at your hands? Zhang Yang raised his head and laughed, his eyes flashed bloodshot, and his figure instantly appeared in front of Qi Xiao, followed by a punch, and the fire condensed the dragon's head on Zhang Yang's fist, letting out a blazing roar.

Qi Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly, and a palm of one hand shook out, wanting to stop Zhang Yang's fist. But Zhang Yang dodged again and appeared behind Qi Xiao, and this punch landed on Qi Xiao's back in the blink of an eye, blowing Qi Xiao away and blasting to the ground below.

Bang! Qi Xiao was also like a bomb, detonating on the ground, and the aftermath spread around, shattering all doors and windows, and even causing the walls to crack.

Smoke and dust poured up, and a larger crater appeared in the ground. Qi Xiao squatted in the hole, supporting his knees with one hand and his chest with the other.

The energy in the body swings out, and the smoke and dust are dispersed. Looking up at Zhang Yang, Qi Xiao frowned and said: "Your strength is up and down, even the old man can't see through it, you are born with fire, you are the physique of the god of fire..."

And in his eyes, Zhang Yang's realm is a half-saint. But with that punch just now, Qi Xiao's cognition was shattered.

Knock yourself into the air with one punch. The only one who can do this is a Saint Realm powerhouse! This Yang... In Qi Xiao's eyes, Zhang Yang's figure suddenly became blurred, and he couldn't see through this terrible young man, which was really unbelievable.

"Old thing, the battle has just begun, you can't hold on!" Showing a weird smile, Zhang Yang was still surrounded by flames, the clothes on his upper body had disappeared, and his sturdy figure was clearly lined, but in the flesh and blood, several stripes suddenly appeared, flashing red and orange alternately.

The fire knife in his right hand re-condensed, and the momentum around Zhang Yang's body increased greatly, several times stronger than just now. Qi Xiao saw that Zhang Yang was going to move seriously, and then the palm of his hand condensed in his heart, and his eyebrows opened a gap and then the third eye opened from it, and the pupil was a pure black color.

The white light in his eyes bloomed, and Qi Xiao directly used his strongest state, ready to slash Zhang Yang under the palm of his hand.

Zhang Yang fell with a volley. The fire knife instantly condensed an extremely hot and ferocious knife wave, and smashed directly into Qi Xiao on the ground.

Qi Xiao's right hand condensed white energy, and a huge fist shadow was blasted out with a punch, colliding with the falling knife wave.

Boom - the sword wave shattered, but the fist shadow also cracked and collapsed. The attacks of the two canceled each other out, and Zhang Yang turned into a big fireball, swooped down from a high place, and went straight to Qi Xiao to kill.

Seeing this, Qi Xiao tapped his toes on the ground, and with a buzz, he came into the air, his eyes with white light gushing out, and the palm of his hand condensed a special imprint.

"Spirituality, Thousand Machine Golems!" An old voice full of majesty covered the surroundings, and Qi Xiao displayed one of the most powerful skills in dementorship.

After the voice fell, Qi Xiao suddenly clenched the right hand that condensed the imprint, and behind Zhang Yang, the space actually became distorted, and a purple-gold figure squeezed out of it, and stepped towards Zhang Yang's back mercilessly.

Zhang Yang felt the aura behind him, and then turned around and blocked with a horizontal knife. But at this moment, Qi Xiao grabbed the gap and came over, and another palm shook Zhang Yang's shoulder.

Qianji's feet stepped on Zhang Yang's fire knife, the power was extremely great, and Qi Xiao hit Zhang Yang's shoulder again, which made Zhang Yang hit back and forth, and a mouthful of blood spit out and sprayed on Qianji's head.

"Emperor Yan decides, Jiuyang Shines in the sky!" Gritting his teeth, the extreme temperature burst out of Zhang Yang's body, softening the invincible Qianji puppet, and even making Qi Xiao quickly withdraw and retreat, without continuing to attack.

A strong momentum poured out, shaking the thousand machine puppets away, and the flames around Zhang Yang were scattered, condensing into nine large fireballs, and these large fireballs became more and more translucent, the light was dazzling, and there were terrifying fluctuations in them, which made Qi Xiao's expression change.

"This kid was able to carry out such a terrifying attack, how did he do it, is this still a normal person!" Zhang Yang had already shocked Qi Xiao and began to wonder if he was a normal person, Emperor Yan was a peerless technique left by Hai Pingtian to Zhang Yang, and Zhang Yang usually would not use it at all, because every skill of Emperor Yan was extremely terrifying, and even Zhang Yang himself could not fully control its power.

Qi Xiao felt the aura fluctuations of the nine big fireballs, and there was a throbbing of fear in his heart.

Retreating more than a hundred meters back, Qi Xiao controlled his Qianji puppet, intending to use the Qianji puppet to deal with Zhang Yang, he didn't want to deal with Zhang Yang's attack personally.

And this thousand machine puppets are different, although it is very troublesome and laborious to build, but the role of the critical moment is priceless.

Qi Xiao's Thousand Machine Puppet is naturally more powerful than Qi Tianhao's Thousand Machine Puppet at the beginning, but the power that Zhang Yang has erupted now is not comparable to when he dealt with Qi Tianhao at the beginning.

After the condensation of the nine fireballs ended, Zhang Yang gasped, locked on Qi Xiao a hundred meters away with cold eyes, and shot three fireballs towards Qi Xiao with a snap of his fingers.

As soon as Qi Xiao's mind moved, the Qianji puppet quickly blocked in the middle of the two people, and his hands broke off by himself, and two blood-colored short swords popped out of them, stabbing directly at the three fireballs that shot in.

But after the fireball flew out, it shattered the space, disappeared from the front of the Qianji puppet, and appeared in front of Qi Xiao in an instant.

Qi Xiao's heart was shocked, and his hands condensed into big hands, and he burst out with one palm. The big hand collided with the three big fireballs, and the strong and powerful energy actually dissolved directly, melting by the flames.

The flames landed on Qi Xiao's body accurately, blowing Qi Xiao away, and at the same time, it was more like a vicious dog, biting him deadly.

Zhang Yang stepped on the door of the Qianji puppet at this time, then rolled over, his hands were covered in black, and his five fingers suddenly buckled the head of the Qianji puppet, and then clenched it hard.

The fierce poison turned the hard body of the Qianji puppet into fluffy sand, Zhang Yang crushed the head of the Qianji puppet with one blow, and then stepped on the body of the Qianji puppet, raised one hand, and controlled the remaining six large fireballs, all of which bombarded Qi Xiao's body in the distance.

Qi Xiao was enveloped in a sea of fire, and the long streets and houses below him were turned into chaotic ruins by the terrifying aftermath.

Zhang Yang was close to the sea of fire, the flames on his body dissipated, and the consumption of Jiuyang Yaotian was too great, which made him a little unbearable.

Staring at the figure in the sea of fire, Zhang Yang knew that he must have hit Qi Xiao, but to what extent he could be injured, he had no confidence in his heart, after all, the other party was a holy realm, not a half-saint, and the difference between one word and one word was a world of difference.

Qi Xiao in the sea of fire had blood flowing from his mouth, and he used all his strength to resist Zhang Yang's attack, but he was still severely injured by it.

With the last of his strength, Qi Xiao rushed out of the sea of fire, and then his cold gaze locked on Zhang Yang, dragging his seriously injured body, his eyes condensed with divine light, and shot towards Zhang Yang's head.

Zhang Yang saw that Qi Xiao could still attack him, and immediately roared, and also condensed all his strength, forming a barrier in front of him.

But that divine light directly pierced through Zhang Yang's barrier, and the barrier had no effect. Zhang Yang reacted quite quickly, raised his head suddenly, and his whole body went to the side.

But the speed of the divine light was even faster, and it passed through Zhang Yang's abdomen in an instant, knocking Zhang Yang down, and blood overflowed from his mouth.

Qi Xiao saw that Zhang Yang was also hit hard by himself, so he laughed, and fell straight down, smashing into the building that was only more than ten meters away from Zhang Yang, and lost consciousness.

And Zhang Yang endured the severe pain, took out the silver needle from his pocket with difficulty, and pierced it in his chest, and then wanted to condense the green qi, but he was too seriously injured and had no strength.

The head spins, and a strong drowsiness hits. Zhang Yang closed his eyes and lay quietly on the broken ground, with a finger-thick hole in his stomach, constantly losing blood and Zhang Yang's life