The dust and smoke had not yet dissipated, and both sides of the fist and sword strike were frowning. After thinking about it for a while, the two sides did not hesitate, and released their spiritual power to attack each other again.

After the bang, Yuan Shashan appeared in front of Ah Lang again, his body was in a state of attacking with a right fist, and the spiritual power around his body fluctuated very thickly, enveloping Ah Lang, the six-eared monkey demon and the little centipede, the little white pig of the exotic demon clan's dragon head like a white mist.

The man in the strong suit is holding a sword in both hands, and the blade of the sword is pointed directly at Yuan Shashan. Seeing that Yuan Shashan was a few feet away from him, the person in the strong suit couldn't help but muttered in his heart, "Is this person's cultivation not below me, a cultivator of the ultimate realm of the Soul Realm?" The instant burst attack power is slightly better than me, but the spiritual power attribute is a little strange, it should not be a pure heaven and earth five elements attribute, some mixed, some unfamiliar. Looks like I've encountered hard stubble..."

When the person in the strong suit kept muttering in his heart, Yuan Shashan, who had retreated a few feet, was also extremely shocked, "Peak cultivator of the Transformation Level? It's good that it's not a god level... Otherwise, it will be difficult to escape the catastrophe, and I will be a little careless..."

Encountering such an opponent in less than a month after stepping into the real human realm, Yuan Shashan was not only shocked, but also a little worried, and at the same time felt a little regretful for his unscrupulous move. After all, he is not a Terran, if he is discovered by a high-ranking Terran monk, not to mention being killed, it will be inevitable to flee for the rest of his life.

When the two Spirit Transformation Realm (Rank) masters stared at each other and pondered each other, the bottom of the canyon fell into a strange state of silence. Over time, a crowd of people formed behind the two sides. The onlookers who had seen the battle at the scene before had their lips tightly closed, for fear of attracting special attention and causing death. But as time went on, more and more monks passed in and out of the canyon, and the crowd farther away from the scene finally couldn't help but stir.

"What's up ahead? Is it good to have a little quality? They are all going to the Windy City to give gifts, and they are all Taoist friends with status, the pattern is open, don't worry about it! Besides, even the royal family and nobles can't interrupt the road, if you miss the wedding ceremony of the prince like the wind, will you bear the wrath of the imperial family? ”

As a question came from afar, the eerie silence of the scene was finally broken.

"That's it, that's it, it's a little bit of quality!"

"Where is the quality?!!!

"Whose dead child? So unqualified! ”

"Or a convoy? Pretty rich! What's the matter, the money is too much, and the quality is gone? ”

As the silence was broken, a cacophony of ridicule came from the crowd behind them. Hearing the ridicule behind him, Ah Lang was about to attack, and when he turned around, he found that there was already a sea of people behind him, "Hiss... I'll be obedient..."Ah Lang turned around instantly after sighing with emotion, quietly came to Yuan Shashan's side, and muttered a few words to Yuan Shashan.

Hearing Ah Lang's whisper, Yuan Shashan was on one side of his body, giving up a wide walking space for the two of them. Seeing Yuan Shashan turn sideways to give up the walking space, the person in the strong suit moved his body very tacitly, and at the same time signaled the entire convoy to free up a wide space for two people.

Although they moved their bodies one after another with a tacit understanding, the hostility between Yuan Shashan and the people in strong suits was not lifted, and they were still in a state of cautious confrontation.

Just as Yuan Shashan and the man in the strong suit were cautiously confronting each other, the crowd behind the two sides instantly boiled when they saw the passage space vacated.

"Childe, hurry up, if you slow down, the other side will squeeze over!"

"Lord, hurry up, the other side is crowding over!"

"Ping'er, hug Daddy, don't squeeze it later!"

Without waiting for Yuan Shashan and the people in the strong suit to react, the crowd of people rushed out behind the two sides, and in less than three breaths, the circulation of people on the entire scene was completely interrupted again, and Ah Lang was even squeezed into a face against the stone wall, "I, you ......" Just as Ah Lang cursed, a familiar cold sword intent suddenly attacked.

"What kind of system !! become?" I saw a roar from the person in the power suit, and then threw the sword in his hand into the air, and then let out a light reprimand, "Heavenly Killing Sect, Sword Yin Fantasy Realm!" ”

As the words of the man in the strong suit fell, the sword body suspended in mid-air shook violently, and then inexplicably emitted a very rhythmic rhythm. The rhythm of the sound emanates from the blade of the sword, and follows the tip of the sword downwards to cover the crowd under the sword. The saber rotates in a circle, directly enveloping the crowd in the center. The rhythm of the music reached the crowd in the valley bottom, and the crowd in the circle foamed at the mouth like poison, and then fell to the ground one after another. And Ah Lang and the demons who were protected by Yuan Shashan's spiritual power were unscathed.

"What about quality? Is this what you are talking about? Look, this is just a small punishment, if there is another person who grabs, Ben Wei will definitely reward him for snatching the soul! If you have the guts, you will come out to receive the reward, and if you don't have the guts, you will pass the guards in turn!! The voice of the person in the power suit is like a bell, and the spiritual power fluctuation of the whole body is full of oppression.