Yang Ning and Tuoba Maniac, Swordsman and Swordsman, actually broke through their own extreme realm at the same time, and formed their own breakthroughs between moves.

"I know that if you draw your sword, I will lose." The Tuoba madman pointed to the Killing Sword that Yang Ning was still in the scabbard, and he himself understood that even if his Thunder Sword was safe and sound, it could not be the opponent of the Killing Sword. Especially after Yang Ning held the sword in his hand, he was even more unlikely to be his opponent.

Being able to break through, the Tuoba madman is already happy.

"Yes, if I play the sword, you will definitely lose." Yang Ning had already broken through his limit, and in a short moment, his cultivation was fully recovered, which was the benefit of breaking through the extreme realm.

At this moment, Yang Ning had washed away the lead and sublimated again in the extreme realm.

In the depths of Yang Ning's sea of knowledge, Xidi Manzhu seemed to have gradually changed with Yang Ning's breakthrough, but Yang Ning didn't notice it at the moment.

"Do you want to continue?" Tuoba Maniac's knife is more sharp, although he admits that he is not Yang Ning's opponent, but as a swordsman, no matter what the predicament is, he will draw the knife.

This is another reason why swordsmen and swordsmen are the most powerful among cultivators.

"Not necessarily." Yang Ning retreated, he drew his sword at this moment, and with the momentum of the breakthrough just now, Yang Ning was afraid that he would not be able to retract his momentum.

But between Tuoba madman and himself, there is no need to divide life and death at all.

"Okay." The Tuoba madman had already vaguely guessed Yang Ning's plan, and then said: "It will be difficult, and ahead, there must already be someone waiting for you, be careful." ”

"I will." Yang Ning left his back, and around his body, sword intent was surrounded, just wanting to snatch his body out. Yang Ning has been trying his best to suppress it, but it is still inevitable to leak out.

Yang Ning walked out of the Baizhang space.

Such a result seems to be a little numb to Tianjiao in the main hall, every time Yang Ning enters the Baizhang space, every time it is a victory, but it does not occupy the throne, so there is only one explanation.

He went for the legendary true dragon qi.

"What a daring fellow." The Tuoba Maniac is not discouraged by his failures, on the contrary, the breakthrough makes him stronger.

However, I sincerely praise Yang Ning's courage.

One person single-handedly challenged all the thrones, which is equivalent to trampling half of the entire Liangzhou Tianjiao under his feet, this boldness, and an honor are enough to shock the four wilderness.

"Hopefully, in the future, you can get out of the sixteen countries of Surabaya." The Tuobamad stared at the barrier until Yang Ning's vision disappeared, and then sat down on the throne.

Yang Ning's challenge continues, and the twenty-eighth King Space.

In the first hundred-zhang space, the battle between the two completely began.

Spear Wufeng does not have Yang Zhen's Canglan hegemony, but the momentum of the slaughter of 10,000 people is not inferior to Yang Zhen's unparalleled strength, and a spear seems to be integrated with his arm, which has reached the realm of doing whatever he wants.

Boom!

The ears slashed at the spearhead, and the sparks sputtered, like a rainbow, across the space.

But the spear did not panic, and stabbed directly with his backhand, and in the long sky, a dragon suddenly took off.

The sharpness of Spear Wufeng's eyes surprised Yang Zhen, and after a short loss, he quickly made adjustments and counterattacked.

Yang Zhen was a little admired, but hostility is hostility, not to mention that this spear Wufeng is really too unexpected, and even dares to despise himself.

Palm knife here, Yang Zhen was even more angry.

"Wushuang - God's wrath." At this moment, Yang Zhen is a god.

Anger represents the wrath of God.

On both sides of the halberd tip, the ears roared, and the momentum of the peerless was even more like a broken bamboo, charging.

At the same time, Yang Zhen's body rotated extremely fast, like a real dragon, overturning on top of it.

"I didn't expect that this guy's divine body had reached such a situation." One person's eyes were cold, staring at Yang Zhen's battle, and the corners of his mouth smiled slightly.

"Senior Brother Maha, can you beat it?" A man next to him asked.

"Yang He, what do you think?" Maha is the first on the Qin martial arts list, and in the same era, since Maha became the first on the Qin martial arts list, there was only one defeat, that is, he was defeated in the hands of Tianyan.

However, this does not affect the prestige of Maha, in addition to the eyes of the sky, Maha is still proud of the six academies, and still proud of the sixteen countries of Surabaya.

"I don't know." Yang He is not as proud as Tianjiao, and he is ranked second in the Qin Martial Academy, you must know that the Qin Martial Academy is not comparable to the Taiyi Academy, which is why the two of them paid attention to the first throne and did not do it for a long time.

Yang Zhen is a person from their Qin Martial Academy, even if the two of them have this heart, there is no need to compete with their junior brother, and the second throne is occupied by Yang Zhen's wife, which is also difficult to start, so both of them are waiting and seeing, but now it is different.

The appearance of spear Wufeng caused the two of them to be ready to shoot at any time.

Yang He and Maha, when they forgot that they had not started, had been in a state of retreat until the mountains and rivers appeared, and they did not leave the customs until the mountains and rivers appeared, so they knew very little about Yang Zhen, but the prestige of the divine body still made the two of them have a high opinion of Yang Ning.

It's just that Yang Zhen seems to be able to send out such a powerful power in a short moment, which made the two of them a little unexpected.

"I hope the junior brother can survive it." Yang He was a disciple of Great Elder Wu Qing, so he naturally felt more towards Yang Zhen in his heart.

"I hope so." Maha's eyes were cold, but the rest of his eyes kept scanning a person.

"Angry?" The spear of the spear without a peak struck horizontally, and collided with Fang Tian's painting halberd. A steely voice echoed between the two of them.

The two of them were in pain. With the collision, separated again.

The spear in Spear Wufeng's hand was dark, but it was obvious that between the spears in his hands, the spears seemed to have bent slightly.

This is due to the impact of the two.

And between Yang Zhen's hands, a deep spear blade was on top of the halberd.

Massacre, such an ambition makes many people fanatical, but when it comes to fighting, how many people can really do the massacre?

Very few people do it, and the people who can really do it are the ones who are really ambitious.

Spear Wufeng is such a person.

The massacre of 10,000 people not only requires extraordinary strength, but also courage, to grow up in the baptism of blood, and to achieve a momentum of transformation into blood.

This is also the reason why Spear Wufeng is called the Spear God.

Bloodshed and killing, combined, such a unique momentum, actually at this moment and Yang Zhen's unparalleled power, this is the most powerful opponent Yang Zhen has encountered since cultivating the unequaled duel.

Yang Zhen's heart is surging, and his ambition to fight is rising.

"Peerless—Rage." Yang Zhen's momentum continued to rise, and his fury was even more terrifying than his divine anger.

Above Fang Tian's painting halberd, the flickering divine glow gradually became brighter with the unparalleled potential.

Fang Tian painted the halberd to open and close, and a golden halberd was formed on Yang Zhen's chest.

At this moment, Yang Zhen and Fang Tian's painting halberd fused into one, illuminating almost half of the hundred-zhang space.

"This move, it's not bad......" In the hand of Spear Wufeng, the spear gradually changed, it was a bloody killing, and thousands of soldiers were roaring.

Countless resentful spirits let out a terrible roar, and a spear instantly turned blood red.

"You have a divine body, and I will achieve the soul of a soldier, which is stronger and which is weak, just in this blow." Spear Wufeng's voice was no longer cold, but more fanatical, as if he was experiencing a battle at this moment.

A battle that gallops through thousands of troops.

Roar......

Above the spear, everything is destroyed.

In an instant, half of the long sky was dyed blood red.

It's a battlefield.

And Yang Zhen is his enemy.

Yang Zhen roared, constantly motivating himself, and the angry divine glow became more and more brilliant with Yang Zhen's divine body.

Gold and blood red, lighting up the entire Baizhang space, there is no other color.

The power of the mass slaughter was finally manifested at this moment.

The brilliance of the divine body, with Yang Zhen's long roar, was completely stimulated.

"Really, I believe you ......" Qin Ningyi was extremely convinced that the man she fancied was definitely the strongest, even if she faced the slaughter of 10,000 people?

The spiritual power is rolling with the momentum, and the sound of rampant everywhere renders the Baizhang space like a real battle.

"Ah......h

Yang Zhen's Fang Tian painting halberd finally moved, and the person moved with the halberd.

It is like a real sun, shining on the earth.

Changhong swept through the sun, striking away, even in the face of half of the blood-red space, he was still fearless.

"Ten thousand slaughters, the male of the male." The spear without a peak also moved.

The two seem to have led to two worlds.

The two completely different potentials, but they are comparable, and they are in the rules of the entire Baizhang space.

With the movement of the body, it is like a long river stopping the water, and it is released in an instant.

Thundered......

The roar kept echoing.

Both were engrossed.

The spear and Fang Tian's halberd flew in an instant.

Jin Mang and Blood Red finally collided in the very center of Baizhang Space.

Rumble......

The whole Baizhang space trembled.

The main hall shook a few times in the violent impact.

"This ...... Was it caused by a collision between the two? ”

"Good...... Good...... Horrible ......"

In Tianjiao's voice, there was a trembling.

The integration of the Baizhang space and the main hall is known to everyone, but since entering the Fengwang Palace, everyone's battle has not caused such terrifying consequences.

I didn't expect that the battle of the first throne had reached such a terrible level.

"You say, 'You won't forget it...... Won't ......"

"Impossible."

"Although the strength of these two people is really amazing, the Fengwang Palace can definitely resist." In Tianjiao, he believes in the palace of the king.

Gold and blood are still violently intertwined.

It seems that the two long rivers are constantly blending, but the two long rivers, each with a torrent, continue to explode in the center of the entire Baizhang space.

And at the very central point of origin, the two confronted each other.

Under the impact of the spear, the halberd constantly bends.

The spear twisted in the charge of the peerless.

A real needle-to-wheat mang.

The blood potential and the unparalleled potential, at the very central origin, are distinct, but they are constantly impacting.

Layers of ripples, constantly washing on the tips of the halberd and the spear, scattered in all directions.

On the barrier, it was subjected to wild bombardment, and the hall once again caused violent shaking.

Yang Ning was just about to step into the twenty-fifth Baizhang space, but he stopped.

Stop and gaze.

"I can't believe you've gotten to this point." Yang Ning didn't sigh at the strength of Spear Wufeng, but he was surprised by Yang Zhen's growth. Yang Zhen has the Canglan Hegemony Body, which ranks third among the top ten divine bodies, this is what Yang Ning saw at first sight after he was reborn, at that time, Yang Ning knew that Yang Zhen's future would definitely go very far, but he didn't expect it, especially after combining with Yang Zhen and Yubing, it would be so fast.

At this moment, Yang Zhen may have surpassed the Split Sky of the same era.

Under Yang Ning's feet, there was a violent shaking.

Yang Ning's eyes became more tenacious.

Because, in the same era, Yang Ning finally felt the pressure.

"Unexpectedly, the first pressure I felt after I was reborn came from my best friend." Yang Ning's voice was very low, only he could hear it, and the hand holding the sword suddenly burst into muscles.

The swordsman's heart was ablaze with fierce flames.

Yang Ning walked into Baizhang Space.

Whether his own training path and the legend about the real dragon he heard were true or not, Yang Ning didn't care anymore.

Strong, only the real inner strength can continue to create real strength.

"Let's fight!" Yang Ning felt that there was no need to report his name.

Fighting, for the weak, is completely unnecessary.

This is the biggest touch Yang Ning has felt in his heart since he was reborn.

"Yang Ning, arrogance." In the middle of the space, the man on the throne stood up.