Chapter 67: Bloody Battle, Evil Space

"I'm sorry for you. Yang Qianming said to Long Ao politely.

Long Ao was a little surprised and said, "You kid hasn't been polite to me at any time, what's the matter, these two girls have a lot to do with you?"

After hearing Long Ao's ridicule, Yang Qianming secretly scolded him in his heart for being indecent, but he continued to ask: "Can I break into the evil space now?"

Nodding, Long Ao smiled and said, "Of course you can, can you break in now?"

"That's right!" had already made up his mind to use Tianlun's bone skills to avenge him, Yang Qianming said almost without hesitation.

After getting the answer, Long Ao silently waved his hand to summon a spiritual gate, and introduced: "This is the battle arena to challenge the guardian beast, you can just go in directly, good luck." ”

Yang Qianming nodded, and then stepped in, when the whole body was integrated into the spiritual gate, a light curtain flashed away, and Yang Qianming's figure disappeared.

A vast and boundless hexagonal battlefield appeared in front of Yang Qianming's eyes, and now Yang Qianming was in the middle of the battlefield. In each of the six directions of the battlefield, there is a huge stone pillar growing there, and each pillar seems to have no connection with the rest, but secretly corresponds to each other.

Looking up at the sky, there are endless stars, but the edge of the battlefield is not visible at a glance.

"Where is the Guardian Beast?" Yang Qianming walked slowly towards one of the high pillars, secretly observing around as he walked.

After walking for a while, Yang Qianming had already come to the bottom of the high pillar, only to see that the surface of the high pillar was engraved with strange symbols.

Suddenly, a tremor shook the battlefield, and Yang Qianming held his heart and stepped on the ground at the moment.

"You're here. A monster with a bull's head and fish's tail walked slowly towards Yang Qianming, and said in a mouthful.

And Yang Qianming was also really taken aback by its appearance, he had seen all kinds of war beasts, but he couldn't name the bull head and fish tail in front of him.

Nodding, Yang Qianming said respectfully: "Hello, I'm here to challenge the Guardian Beast, are you the Guardian Beast of this layer?"

The monster with the head and fish tail nodded slightly, and then its whole body was closed by a light curtain, and after a while, the light curtain dissipated, and a strong man with a black face appeared in front of him.

"Haha, after waiting for all these years, I finally came to a fighting companion. Immediately, the black-faced strong man looked Yang Qianming up and down a few times, then pouted and said: "The strength is a little worse, but it is better than nothing, come on, boy, take out your strongest bone skills and fighting spirit, let me see what confidence you have to dare to challenge me." ”

After listening to the thunderous words of the black-faced strong man, a wave of anger rose in Yang Qianming's heart. I've seen crazy, but Yang Qianming has really never seen someone as arrogant as a black-faced strong man.

"Don't worry, Lao Tzu will compress his strength to fight you in the emperor realm, but if he accidentally beats you, don't blame Lao Tzu. The black-faced man began to rub his hands, apparently also a man who liked melee combat.

Hearing his arrogant words again, Yang Qianming no longer stayed, and his one-fold and two-fold bloody eyes were frequently sacrificed, and his strength also broke through from the early stage of the emperor to the early stage of the emperor in one fell swoop.

Suddenly, after seeing that Yang Qianming's strength had reached the early stage of Emperor Venerable in an instant, although a trace of surprise flashed on the black-faced strong man's face, he did not have a look of worry, obviously he was very confident in his strength.

The figure suddenly disappeared in place, and in the next second, Yang Qianming, who was holding the Silver Moon Sword, had already come to the front of the black-faced strong man.

"One sword and heaven and earth will be destroyed!" The sword aura on the Silver Moon Sword was swirling, and a thousand-foot sword shadow instantly surged out.

The black-faced strong man was not afraid, and a whirlwind power flashed out of his fists, and he hit the thousand-foot sword shadow so hard

"Bang!" The black-faced strong man punched the sword shadow and scattered it, and Yang Qianming, who had already expected it, slashed out with the second sword one after another: "The second sword is chaotic!"

This time, three thousand-foot giant rays poured out on the Silver Moon Sword, and the black-faced strong man had no fear and bombarded it with a few punches.

"Bang Bang!" With each punch, a thousand-foot giant was crushed by it, and after three punches, the second sword was also broken.

Yang Qianming still didn't care at all, and the silver moon sword danced to the dragon and phoenix in his hand: "Three swords and all things Su! Four swords move in all directions! Five swords Tomb of the gods! Six swords soul annihilation!"

This time, the hundred-foot giant mang, the thousand-foot giant mang, and the dense rain of sword blades and tornado-like 10,000-foot sword arrays in the void appeared frequently.

The black-faced strong man finally leaked a dignified look this time, his fists stretched out from side to side, and he faced all the bombardments that frequently fell on him.

At the beginning, relying on absolute strength, the black-faced strong man defeated all the hundred-foot-thousand-foot giant mangs unscathed, and then the dense rain-like blades of the sword began to cut out the bloody wounds all over his body.

Before the black-faced strong man could react, a 10,000-foot sword formation suppressed it and couldn't jump out.

"Bang!" the black-faced strong man tried to blast the 10,000-foot giant sword with all his strength, but he didn't know what force dissolved its strength.

"Good boy, it's a bit of a doorway! This swordsmanship is really weird, it is even more powerful than bone skills, you can comprehend such a sword technique at a young age, and your sword skills are limitless in the future!"

Hearing his words, Yang Qianming blushed a little, but it was still very pleasant for him to be praised by others, but the strength of the sword formation in his hand was even tighter, and he didn't dare to be careless.

Although he has reduced his strength to the emperor realm, it doesn't mean that he can't use the beast pill comprehended by the king realm.

War beasts are different from humans, human beings can comprehend the beast pill in the realm of the emperor saint, but the war beast can only comprehend the beast pill when they reach the realm of the king.

Think of it, do it, in the face of victory, the black-faced strong man doesn't talk about any principles. Because it feels more humiliating to lose than to cheat.

He respects the strength of the king, if he really loses to an emperor boy, the black-faced strong man will never forgive himself.

"Don't be complacent, this broken sword formation Lao Tzu will break it when he says it. The black-faced man looked up, his charcoal-black cheeks slightly reddened.

Looking at it, Yang Qianming said proudly once: "Then you are broken, I'll wait to see you break it, break it, hurry up"

Without waiting for Yang Qianming to say anything, he saw that after the black-faced strong man turned into a bull-headed fish-tailed monster, a Danlai that glowed silver appeared in the middle of his bull's head and forehead.

Yang Qianming looked at it fixedly, and saw that there were a total of seven stripes on his silver pill, which was obviously a seven-pattern beast pill.

Then the bull head and fish tail control zhì seven-pattern beast pill, and slammed towards the various giant swords around the body.

"Bang!"

The first time the greatsword shook, it was very strong and did not fall apart.

Yang Qianming gritted his teeth and pulled out the Silver Moon Sword, and slashed towards the beast pill that was destroying the sword array: "Nine Shadows Cold Ice Slash!"

The 100,000-year-old beast ring was full of light, and the cyan beam of light instantly attached to the entire sword body of the Silver Moon Sword, and the Silver Tiger Dragon God flashed out of thin air to the entire sword body, and suddenly layers of cold ice merged with it.

The ice-covered phantom slammed into the beast pill, "Boom!" The collision between the two generated a huge amount of energy, completely destroying the sword array.

When the qiē energy dissipated, the beast pill still floated in front of the bull's head and fishtail's body, and did not cause any damage to it.

After being shocked in his heart, Yang Qianming improved his strength a lot in his heart.

The third green 10,000-year-old beast ring then circled and flew out, and Yang Qianming's eyes were tenacious and he shouted, "Sunny day blood ice!"

Among them, this bone skill is no different from the frozen thousands of miles, it is more suitable for dealing with opponents whose strength is lower than their own, if the opponent is stronger than themselves, this trick will not be so effective.

Countless blood-colored light curtains instantly transformed into black-faced strong men again, and in the face of many blood-colored light curtains around him, the black-faced strong men took the lead in attacking.

A punch hit the light curtain, and the black-faced strong man was surprised to find that the gap that had been punched out was gradually reunited.

"Frozen thousands of miles!" The cold ice battle intent suddenly struck, and the 10,000-foot cold ice centered on Yang Qianming, and then quickly attacked the black-faced strong man.

The speed of the ice was staggering, and the black-faced strong man didn't have time to dodge before he was frozen solid.

"Ice Gathering!" The blood-colored light curtain that surrounded Yang Qianming outside the cold ice instantly condensed into ice, and the black-faced strong man who was frozen was frozen again.

In this way, the black-faced strong man was not only frozen by the ice, but also added a layer of ice formed by a blood-colored light curtain on the periphery.

Under the double ice, Yang Qianming suddenly swung the Silver Moon Sword again: "Shattered! Ice shattered!"

The first to shatter was the frozen thousands of miles inside, followed by the blood-colored ice on the periphery.

When the sound of ice cubes breaking sounded, the black-faced strong man did not scatter into slag like ice cubes, but his whole body was cold, and his body was covered with blood from the broken ice cubes.

"Very good, boy, you have injured me!" said the black-faced strong man angrily, and then endured the pain and controlled the Seven Pattern Beast Pill and then bombarded Yang Qianming.

In the face of the absolute power emanating from the Seven Patterns Beast Pill, Yang Qianming did not dare to be careless, and saw the opportunity for the thunder and lightning battle intent to be sacrificed instantly.

"Thunderstorm world!" The silver moon sword was entangled with electric light, and Yang Qianming clenched the hilt of the sword with all his strength, slashing at the beast pill that was rushing in front of him.

Seeing that Yang Qianming released the thunder and lightning battle intent, although the black-faced strong man was surprised, he still firmly disdainfully said: "Even if it is Huigen's battle intent, how can the egg touch the rock!"

Yang Qianming didn't hold out any hope for this blow, because he knew that the Seven Pattern Beast Pill was the strongest weapon that the war beast had comprehended before reaching the Venerable King, but Yang Qianming still had hope, as long as he could survive this time, then the next thing would be easy to do.

The Silver Moon Sword containing thunder and lightning slashed at the Seven Pattern Beast Pill, and the two powerful energies killed each other, and the surrounding aura flew wildly.

"Open it for me!" the black-faced strong man shouted loudly, and the Seven-Pattern Beast Pill suddenly bloomed with a dazzling light, and the Silver Moon Sword that was split on it flew out along with Yang Qianming.

Flying upside down in the void, Yang Qianming suddenly felt that his internal organs were shaken by a powerful force, as if they were shattered.

A mouthful of blood arrow shot out casually, and Yang Qianming finally fell to the ground, smashing a deep white mark on the ground.

This made Yang Qianming surprised again, he couldn't imagine that the ground was so strong, and such strength could only rub out a few white marks.

I really don't know what kind of material it is built from, Yang Qianming thought silently in his heart.

"Boy, you're defeated. Looking at Yang Qianming who fell to the ground, the black-faced strong man was not very excited, because it was not glorious for him to win, and he used the Beast Pill to suppress it.

And before he said that he would compress his strength in the emperor realm, but the emperor realm could not use the beast pill, although the strength was suppressed, the beast pill was not suppressed.

Yang Qianming didn't care, he just slowly got up from the ground, and the Silver Moon Sword was still in his hand: "Defeated?" Hehe, how is it possible, the one who wants to be defeated is you!"

After that, under the surprised expression of the black-faced strong man, Yang Qianming's figure burst up, and the next moment he came to the black-faced strong man.

In his heart, he didn't know why Yang Qianming suddenly swept in front of him, and the black-faced strong man immediately manipulated the beast pill to smash towards Yang Qianming's chest.

"Bang!" The power of the King Condensed by the Seven-Pattern Beast Pill continued to run down from Yang Qianming's chest, and under this monstrous power that could not be resisted, the blood in Yang Qianming's mouth spurted wildly, and his body trembled violently.