White Tiger Ridge, Red Fire Village.

At the front of the hall, the atmosphere was very quiet.

Yang Long, who was the master of Chihuo Village, was staring at several corpses on the ground in the field with a gloomy face at this time.

His eyes quietly looked at Yang Jinhong who was fighting in the center of the field, as if gloomy dripping water.

But everyone could see his suppressed anger.

Although his face was expressionless, at this time, the true qi around his body gushed out from his pores from time to time, surging and twisting on the surface of his body, and it looked like there was a hidden shadow of a black tiger floating around.

He clearly saw that what Yang Jinhong had made was exactly what he had never forgotten and wanted to get by all means.

The surrounding red fire thieves also looked at the man with an angry face at this time, and at this time, Yang Jinhong grabbed a thick knife out of nowhere.

The blood and qi in the crowd were flying, as if they were in a no-man's land.

Yang Long took a deep breath, the blood and qi in his body surged, his muscles and bones thundered, and he jumped into the middle of the nine-ring broadsword on the weapon rack on the side, rushing out like a fierce beast.

Dingdingding......

In a series of golden and iron sounds, Yang Long rushed to the front of Yang Jinhong, and the two sides were already fighting.

Yang Jinhong stared at the big boss in front of him, his face suppressed his anger, and he slashed towards the big boss Yang Long with a knife.

The nine-ring broadsword in his hand blocked the opponent's attack with a knife, Yang Long floated away, opened a little distance, and was just about to fight back, when suddenly a knife light suddenly appeared at present, abrupt and amazing.

It is Yang Jinhong's serial backhand.

However, as a martial arts cultivator of the Four Realms, Yang Long's reaction ability is really not weak, and after discovering the sword light, he waved his body lightly, avoiding the sword light, and then the nine-ring big knife slashed out, and the long knife was split at the moment when Yang Jinhong's old power was not dispersed and the new power was not born.

With a ding, the long knife in his hand flew out of his hand.

Yang Jinhong didn't care, his posture was straight, his whole body suddenly swelled up, and his body surface was faintly glowing with golden light, and he attacked the big boss Yang Long with his bare hands.

Yang Long drew his knife and slashed, slashing his wrist in one go.

As the sound of gold and iron resounded, feeling the power of the shock in his hand, Yang Long's face changed slightly, "King Kong is not bad!" ”

"Hmph, that's good! Again! ”

Yang Jinhong sneered repeatedly, swung his fist and attacked again, and rushed towards the big boss Yang Long with a shining golden body.

The fist flashed with golden light, and the whole person seemed to be coated with a layer of golden gold paint, like a bronze cast, and he was not afraid to meet Yang Long's nine-ring broadsword.

Yang Long looked at it and frowned, he knew that the King Kong Temple of Donkey Kong Temple was very strong, but he didn't expect it to be so strong.

He made a few powerful attacks, but he did not hurt the opponent in the slightest, but was shocked by the huge force of the opponent's shock.

After failing to attack again and again, he avoided Yang Jinhong's edge after a little thought, and instead became erratic, attacking from time to time.

He coveted the King Kong in Yang Jinhong's hand and did not break the magic skill, but how could he not know the characteristics and know-how.

He happened to read a book on one side, and the description of the King Kong Temple's Zhen Sect Peerless Vajra Incorruptible Divine Skill, saying that Vajra Incorruptible Divine Skill is powerful and invulnerable, but the depth of the cultivation level determines the size of this power and the duration of it.

What's more important is that he is extremely consuming the strength of his internal breath, even if he has the five realms of martial arts cultivation that has his internal breath, he can't withstand the intense consumption of the Vajra Immortal Divine Skill, so it is good to say that he is strong, but it is also a weakness of his.

Yang Long didn't believe it, this peak Yang Jinhong, who had been locked up by him for more than two years, could still have enough breath to resist the consumption of King Kong's incorruptible divine skills.

Holding this strategy, for a while, the sword flashed, the gold and iron resonated, and Yang Long and Yang Jinhong were entangled together.

The surrounding Red Fire Thieves were dazzled, both surprised by the strength of their own master's sword skills, and also surprised that the martial arts hall owner who had been locked up for two and a half years still had such a terrifying power.

Fortunately, it was poisoned by the second master.

Thinking of these, I couldn't help but feel a silent fear in my heart, such a strong man had been tortured by them for so long.

Seeing the strength of the other party now, they are murderous, but they are suffering from the battle between the two, and these guys who can't do it in the second realm can't intervene.

Yang Long's nine-ring broadsword was heavy, but it was played extremely dexterously, and Yang Jinhong, who couldn't dodge, simply didn't dodge, and after fighting, his clothes flew over, and after a while, Yang Jinhong's clothes were knocked out, and there was no wisp.

The surrounding red fire thieves snorted a few times, and later found out that Pavilion Master Yang had been stabbed twice by their big boss, and they were still helpless, and they were suddenly shocked.

At this thought, my eyes were shining and bright.

The blade slashed at Yang Jinhong's body like gold and iron, stopping at the surface of the body, and he couldn't cut in, as if he was helpless, but Yang Long was not discouraged, and he waved his knife and attacked wildly.

Yang Jinhong just sneered and punched out, he didn't care how fast the opponent's blade was or how agile the opponent's body was.

As long as he hits the other party with one slash, then it is not useless.

"You can't break my King Kong, it's not bad!" Seeing Yang Long dodging his attack in front of him, Yang Jinhong said in a deep voice.

"Not necessarily!" Yang Long slashed out, but he smiled confidently.

"Then let's see who can laugh at the end."

Yang Jinhong snorted coldly without showing weakness, but his heart was a little uncertain, and he was also faintly aware of the other party's strategy.

It really hit him in the underbelly.

If it continues, I'm afraid it will still end up with exhaustion and exhaustion.

Although he was already holding on to death, if it didn't make a little difference, he still couldn't forgive himself.

Yang Jinhong's face remained unchanged, trying not to let his thoughts be seen by the other party, but racking his brains to think of a way to break the predicament.

However, when he is alone, where can he have any other way?

There were too many thoughts in his mind, and his mind couldn't help but relax a little, and Yang Long slashed one of them, almost revealing a trace of blood.

Yang Long, who was tiny, but expected that he would not be able to hold on for too long, was suddenly overjoyed in his heart, and his attack was even more courageous.

The sudden increase in pressure made Yang Jinhong retreat again and again, struggling to resist, and couldn't help but feel hopeless.

Is there really no other way?

Is it true that I just can't do anything?

Just like back then?

Looking at that Wang Yuehu and sucking his two disciples who were put down by poison dry?

All kinds of questions echoed in his heart.

No!

I can't!

Yang Jinhong's heart tightened, and a pair of nails dug into the flesh.

With a long roar, the qi and blood burst and churned without any scruples, like a wild horse that has escaped, squeezing all the vitality in its body.

At this moment, a sound similar to the sudden shattering of a mirror suddenly appeared in his body.

Immediately after, a strange aura was born from the body.

Then, his increasingly weakened aura suddenly came, and his momentum began to climb and skyrocket! Skyrocket! Soar again! Blood-surging !