At the same time as Yang Zhen jumped up, Yu Bing's face flashed pale, as if Yang Zhen's punch was enough to drain all her spiritual power.

"Mountains and Mountains ......"

"Out-of-town ......"

Ten zhang in radius, all shrouded in golden divine radiance, the golden flames danced with Yang Zhen's fist, like a round of scorching sun stirring the wind and clouds, and the entire battlefield was completely hot with Yang Zhen's outbreak.

"Canglan hegemony, worthy of the name......" Jiang Che looked at this scene, and couldn't help but think of the figure that was in the palace of the king at that time, and the figure of one person who monopolized the throne.

"I didn't expect that in just a few months, the growth of Canglan's hegemonic body was so terrifying, cough cough ......" Jiang Che coughed blood, stained a large piece of brocade on his chest, and the kick of the iron-toothed tiger almost took Jiang Che's half life.

"No wonder Master often admonishes us and others, although we are the guardian sect of Qishan, but in the depths of Qishan, we must not go deeper. Such a fierce beast, if there are a few more, even if it is a mountaineering realm powerhouse, you have to hate it......" Jiang Che was really moved, the iron-toothed tiger was only at the peak of the sixth order, and it already had such a tenacious vitality, I really don't know how strong the seventh-order fierce beast in the deepest part of Qi Mountain will be.

Jiang Che highlighted a mouthful of black blood and immediately crossed his knees and began to recover.

The iron-toothed tiger in the center was also not at all uncomfortable, constantly venting his anger, a pair of tiger eyes burning, and finally saw the person with golden flames all over his body.

Roar!

Between the tiger's roar, it was a little hoarse, but it didn't affect the strength of the iron-toothed tiger at all.

The tail behind it circled, trying to entangle Yang Zhen, but it found that when it turned around, the wound on its neck was like a spring, constantly gushing blood.

The iron-toothed tiger is a scoundrel and can only run with his own limbs, but every time he runs, the wounds left by Dongfang Ye on his body will be affected, and the strange pain makes the iron-toothed tiger's face hideous, especially the word "king" on his forehead, which is constantly distorted, full of blood, making a majestic face even more terrifying.

Roar!

The iron-toothed tiger roared, wanting to shock Yang Zhen back with its own sound roar, but at this moment it found that its tiger roar no longer had the power it used to be, and even became more and more hoarse because of the impact of the wound on its neck.

The sharp claws were exposed to the air, but there was a feeling that there was nothing to be done.

Whew......

The golden flames were closer, and the temperature of the surrounding air rose as if the sun was falling.

Even Yang Zhen, who is the party concerned, never thought that his punch could be so powerful.

Yang Zhen's rectum was deep-rooted, but feeling the power of this punch, Yang Zhen finally understood why Yu Bing was so angry when he was taken away from Yuan Yin.

It is not for nothing that the Jade Yin Divine Body is ranked as one of the top ten divine bodies.

Yang Zhen tasted the sweetness, and seemed to suddenly feel that he was really a little cold to Yubing.

A punch approached, and in the blink of an eye, it was already in front of the iron-toothed tiger.

Zizi ......

There was a scorching smell in the air, and it was the golden divine radiance that ignited the iron-toothed tiger's hair directly.

The fist was only three feet away from the Iron Tooth Tiger.

However, Yang Zhen also felt the resistance, the aura of the iron-toothed tiger was too strong, especially the aura of the superior, which made Yang Zhen's fist gradually slow down.

However, this can't be difficult for Yang Zhen.

The fist changed, and the golden divine light converged on the fist in an instant, Yang Zhen's face was reflected by the high temperature, and layers of flames flashed in his eyes.

"Brute, give me death!" At this moment, Yang Zhen dominates the world, like a real god of war, indomitable, even if there is an abyss ahead, he will not hesitate to fight.

All thoughts, all strength, all anger, all turned into a punch.

No double fist.

At this moment, it belongs to Yang Zhen alone.

Even the old man who had been watching the battle in the air couldn't help but be moved at this moment, because he not only saw the Canglan Hegemony, but also saw the outbreak of a Canglan Hegemony.

"This punch has surpassed the limit of the Eightfold Realm of the Mountain Building Realm and reached the peak of the Ninefold Realm, and it really deserves to be a battle god." The old man clearly knew that this guy with a divine body, but only the peak of the Sixth Realm of the Mountain Building Realm, could burst out with nearly nine times the explosive power, this kind of genius, no matter where he went, was the pride of the sky.

"It's no wonder that Che'er has been in retreat since she went to the Sixteen Countries of Surabaya, and it seems that Che'er has been hit hard."

The Iron Tooth Tiger is still struggling, and although the various traumas on its body make it unable to move, it does not mean that the Iron Tooth Tiger will be killed.

At the moment when Yang Zhen's fist was about to touch the Iron Tooth Tiger, the Iron Tooth Tiger's body finally changed.

The red light flickered, different from the red of blood, more like a flame.

"Be careful...... Yang Pi struggled to remind.

Yang Zhen's face also flashed with a trace of solemnity, he couldn't imagine that the Iron Tooth Tiger hadn't given up yet, and he had released his soul fire at such a critical juncture.

Whew......

Yang Zhen only felt that his fist was being scorched by the heat.

"Ah......" Yang Zhen roared, and his long hair also showed a golden light against the golden light.

Rumble!

Thundered......

The ultimate collision.

Yang Zhen punched and smashed into the lower part of the neck of the iron-toothed tiger.

Roar......

A scream came.

The iron-toothed body flew upside down.

Even though the Iron Tooth Tiger is huge, in the face of this punch, it is still difficult to parry.

Bang! Bang! Bang......

Flying upside down all the way, dozens of towering trees fell in response.

Yang Zhen didn't feel it at all, although the punch was effective, but the strength of the iron-toothed tiger's body, coupled with the burning of the soul fire, Yang Zhen was also bounced off the moment the fist just touched.

"Poof......" golden blood spilled in the air.

"Yang Zhen ......" Yu Bing struggled to catch Yang Zhen, but his body was empty and he couldn't get up at all.

Rumble......

Yang Zhen landed on the ground, and there was a screaming sound.

"Damn, ......"

At this moment, Yang Ning, who had been in a state of pranayama not far away, stood up.

Yang really landed not far from him.

"Are you alright?" Yang Ning smelled.

Yang Zhen struggled to get up, but the real numbness coming from his arm made Yang Zhen unable to exert his strength at all.

"Go and kill that brute...... The corners of Yang Zhen's mouth were covered with golden blood, although the Iron Tooth Tiger was blasted nearly a hundred feet away by his punch, but Yang Zhen knew that his punch would at most aggravate the wound of the Iron Tooth Tiger, but it was far from the point of killing.

"Don't worry, I'll leave it to me next......" Yang Ning's footsteps stepped heavily between the dead leaves, making various mixed sounds, but they revealed confidence.

"Huh?" The old man above the sky was also surprised, because he could feel that this kid seemed to be getting stronger again.

"I can't imagine that among these people, he is the strongest." Although the old man's spiritual power is not strong, but there are many wonderful uses for analogy with the mind, the old man continued: "A knife bone, two god bodies, and a special artistic conception, plus a half-beast body, but I don't want to be inferior to his sword bone, it's really strange......" Just when the old man wanted to condense his spiritual power and wanted to carefully explore Yang Ning, he suddenly found that his spiritual power seemed to be difficult to see through the other party, especially the other party's sea of knowledge, there was actually a gray mist covering it.

"How so?" The old man was shocked.

At this moment, Yang Ning below moved.

The sword was like a frightening wave, leaving only a bloody light in place.

Crashing the sword.

Thirty ways.

Yang Ning's aura was unprecedentedly powerful, but it converged at one point, like a rocket traveling at an extremely fast speed, and the surrounding air burned under the friction.

The target is the iron-toothed tiger.

The word "soldier" and "line" are all used, all of which are blessed on a sword.

The terrifying power, the breath of killing, although there was only one cluster, but anyone could see that this sword had far surpassed Yang Zhen's punch just now.

"I didn't expect him to become so strong......" Jiang Che's face showed a solemn look.

A generation of sword kings, is it really about to rise?

Jiang Che looked at the red light that was like lightning in the extreme, and suddenly a sad emotion surged up in his heart.

Being in the same era as this kind of person, who can not only spur himself to grow, but also always be under his light, is both fortunate and unlucky.

The iron-toothed tiger was still struggling with its huge body, and all kinds of pain in its body made its movements very slow, and all kinds of low moans echoed around it.

On the body of the iron-toothed tiger, bursts of red light lingered, and the soul fire gradually burned around the huge body, which was the self-protection of the iron-toothed tiger, and also had the effect of preventing trouble.

Blood continued to pour out along with the wounds on its body, especially the huge wound on the neck of the iron-toothed tiger, which had made its vitality weaker and weaker, but the iron-toothed tiger also understood that it was not yet time for him to recover.

Roar!

A low roar, speaking of his anger.

Cluck......

The four sharp teeth kept grinding and grinding, as if they were about to chew the rod to pieces.

But alas, it will not be given such a chance.

Whew......

The distance of 100 zhang is almost useless for Yang Ning at this moment.

In just three breaths, it has already passed.

Hongmang left a sword mark behind him that could not be healed for a long time, and it burned.

"Die!" Yang Ning's voice was like thunder, resounding throughout the mountain.

Shenfeng has finally shown its strength.

Zizi ......

The sound of the sword and the soul fire rubbing against each other could be heard in the air.

However, the strength of Shen Feng and Yang Ning's endurance obviously exceeded the Iron Tooth Tiger's estimate.

In fact, this is not to blame the Iron Tooth Tiger, after all, the Iron Tooth Tiger never knew that Yang Ning had experienced pain comparable to purgatory in order to absorb the fat soul fire, you must know that the soul fire left by the fat beast was the soul fire of the seventh-order fierce beast, which was one level higher than the Iron Tooth Tiger.

Yang Ning couldn't even feel the barrier formed by the Irontooth Tiger's soul fire, the killing sword was like a stab on cotton, and it was impossible to be blocked at all.

Roar?

The iron-toothed tiger's tiger eyes were full of disbelief, how could this be, this is its strongest hole card, and it is also his last means of preserving his life, how can it have no effect?

The "king" is becoming more and more distorted, and it has been deformed at the moment, and the yellow and black stripes are constantly struggling, but all the movements are in vain.

Because Yang Ning's sword is too strong.

The aura of collapse instantly overwhelmed the Iron Tooth Tiger.

Laugh at!

A skin-piercing sound echoed through the woods.

Roar......

A tiger roar echoed, a hysterical roar, but as the voice lengthened, it became weaker and weaker.

As the power of the collapse poured out, the Irontooth Tiger's vitality faded little by little.

Yang Ning controlled the Killing Sword, and the violent force continued to pour into the Iron Tooth Tiger's body along with Yang Ning's palm.

Immediately after that, Yang Ning's hand flipped.

Click......

With Yang Ning's sword, the tearing power completely stirred in the body of the iron-toothed tiger.

Dead air!

The black death qi also entered the body of the iron-toothed tiger with Yang Ning's killing sword.

The life force fades more quickly.

"Die......" Yang Ning roared.

……

Bang Dang......

The sword fell to the ground with a clear hum.

At this moment, Yang Ning felt a feeling of exhaustion, and the air around him gradually quieted down, and the surrounding area that was originally full of smoke and dust gradually calmed down.

"Dead?" Dongfang Ye couldn't believe it.

The hero also hurriedly sent out a mental investigation, and the body of the iron-toothed tiger was motionless and completely lifeless.

"Finally dead...... "The hero's tense nerves finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Finally dead...... Yang Zhen struggled to finish, completely fainting.

After winning the battle, Yang Ning and his party, including Jiang Che, were seriously injured, and even Yang Ning, who finally replenished the sword, was also overloaded with a sword, draining all the spiritual power.

"Finally killed ......" Yang Ning gasped, and sat weakly with his back against the body of the iron-toothed tiger, a sixth-order peak beast was too strong, even if it had been killed at this moment, but Yang Ning didn't want to face it a second time.