The spirit duel had just pinched a hit, and in an instant, Yang Qianming resisted the attack of the cold current with the unbroken divine light, and punched eighty-one punches in just a moment.

Although the power of the fist is difficult to match the power of the "hegemony", with Yang Qianming's current perverted body that is stronger than the Saint Peak, the strength and speed have reached an extremely amazing level, even if he punches with his hand, without the slightest bit of divine power, it also contains great power.

Lose the protection of the Great Wall of Ice. Although Shang Xuerou had already sacrificed three defensive magic weapons, she had only bought herself a moment, and this time was not enough.

Beat Shang Xuerou to the sandbag like a wild beating. Although he was a little unbearable, Yang Qianming knew that being merciful to the enemy was cruel to himself, so he gritted his teeth and didn't see it.

When Shang Xuerou was hit by Yang Qianming's fist like raindrops, there was only one thought left in her mind. "I'm not reconciled, if I had sacrificed that little battle spirit earlier, it would have been me who won."

In reality, there is no "if" Shang Xuerou loses, and the defeat is very complete, and the defeat is ugly.

When Shang Xue's ticket after fainting was carried out of the trial ground by Yang Qianming. Situ Madsheng and Lu Jiansoul both swept over, and Lu Jiansoul took Shang Xuerou. A flash of anger flashed in his eyes, and he didn't say much, and turned away.

And Situ Crazy Sheng was more intuitive to express his feelings, obviously he was very angry with Yang Qianming, a rough man who didn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade.

"Even a weak woman is so cruel, if you change places, I will take your life today

Situ's furious voice was really too eye-catching, and even the old Tang man who was unhappy at the moment had to explain to him, "This kid has a bad temper, don't care about the rank,"

Yang Qianming didn't take Situ's roar seriously. said lightly: "If you fight with me, you must be prepared to be aware of death, not to mention a woman, even if you are not a man or a woman, you will be treated equally."

Yang Qianming's words caused a group of outer disciples to laugh wildly, and even the old Tang man monster on the high platform couldn't stand it anymore, and ordered in a deep voice: "Situ boy, stay aside, it's not your turn to speak here." ”

Situ Madsheng has been arrogant everywhere since he came here. But in front of the old monster of the Tang people, he was so obedient as if he was something, and when he heard the words, he suddenly flashed back to the same place.

Yang Qianming didn't bother to pay attention to him, walked into the trial ground leisurely, and repeated the sentence shouted by Situ after defeating Wan Qiushui in a very provocative manner!

The audience burst into cheers again, which was so damn relieved.

At the same time, a white shadow slammed into the trial ground with a debut remnant in mid-air, and it was Lu Jian Soul with a cold face.

"Shang Xuerou is my Daoist companion, this is the first sentence that Lu Jiansoul said.

"Oh?"

Yang Qianming said noncommittally: "No matter what her relationship with you is, you and I are fighting in the scene, why bother to find some reasons for yourself to fight?"

"Find a reason. Be sure to look for it

Lu Jian's soul face sank like water, and it was neat. The person exuded a chilling murderous aura, not feeling like a living person, but more like a sword that killed millions.

This kind of astonishing murderous aura, even Yang Qianming has to sigh to himself, I really don't know how he condensed such a blatant murderous aura that seems to be a substance.

"You want a battle of life and death Yang Qianming's eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty battle intent, a lazy smile pulled up at the corner of his mouth, he sensed Chang Jian's soul's thoughts, and said lightly.

"Yes, if you agree, go to war at once. "Lu Jiansoul cut the railway.

The conversation between the two of them naturally fell into the ears of the old Tang Monster and Yun Ming, and a gambling contract turned into a life-and-death battle between the most promising disciples in their respective sects, which was obviously not what they were happy to see.

Yun Ming turned his gaze to the old Tang man and said, "Brother Tang Ren, the original person who came was a guest, and I should really treat you with courtesy, but you disciples and grandchildren are inevitably too blind." ”

The old Tang man blamed himself first, and it was not easy to argue, and he said in a deep voice: "Brother Yunming, forgive me, I have no way to discipline me, no matter what the result is this time." After returning to the sect, I will definitely severely punish Situ and Lu Jiansoul. You don't have to worry that there will be a difference between life and death in this battle, with you and me present, such a thing will definitely not happen. ”

Yun Ming groaned, and then slowly nodded and said, "Brother Tangren, you owe me an explanation."

The famous Sirius disciple in front of him, Yang Wei's Kejue told him that this male doubles may not be stronger than Shang Xuerou, but his state of mind and will to fight are definitely far superior to the former.

Yang Qianming is also a person who has experienced a hundred deaths and lives, and has a beast-like intuition in his body, and he is always very sensitive to the judgment of danger signals.

But while feeling the huge pressure, Yang Qianming's war-loving feelings hidden in his heart were also stimulated. Fang just fought with Shang Xuerou, and Yang Qianming didn't have much consumption, of course, this. The premise of "not much dissipation" is that Yang Qianming is a person, and if he is replaced by a cultivator in the early stage realm of the Venerable King next to him, I am afraid that he will already be exhausted.

"If you want to fight to the death, I will grant your wish. ”

When the words fell, Yang Qianming took the lead in attacking without sparing, and as soon as he made a move, he was already a sacrificer, and his body advanced at an astonishing speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

"Heavenly song, unsheathed!"

Suddenly, I heard the sound of Lu Jian's soul, and there were two people tall and low. A giant sword two feet wide and black appeared in his hand.

Extremely swift and slashed with a diagonal slash. Slashed out a chilling sword, like an unpredictable prophet, and rushed to the place where Yang Qianming was going to set foot next.

Yang Qianming made a sharp turn halfway, and his body turned rapidly like a spinning top. In the process of turning, two punches were thrown, and the big golden fist mark collided with the black sword gang.

The two powerful forces collided in mid-air, causing a terrifying earthquake, and the residual strength even collapsed the ground more than ten zhang away into a hole several feet deep.

As early as when Yang Qianming punched, Lu Jian's body moved again, and the "Heavenly Song" giant sword in his hand continuously slashed in the air. In an instant, a hundred sword gangs poured out, overwhelmingly covering Yang Qianming's place.

There was a murderous aura in Jian Gang, if Yang Qianming hadn't had a painful experience of resurrecting a hundred deaths, just under the oppression of such a behemoth killing intent. It's going to make your own strength discounted.

Outside the field, Wan Qiushui's eyes were shining, showing an unprecedented solemn attitude, and muttered: "Eight Methods of Heavenly Song, he actually cultivated the Eight Methods of Heavenly Song, no wonder he can rank in the top five in the yellow list!"

When Bai Wuchang on the side heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned and said, "Senior Brother Wan, what are the Eight Laws of Heavenly Song?"

Wan Qiushui groaned and said: "It can be regarded as a combination of a magic weapon and a small battle intent, this kind of magic weapon is not classified into the category of magic weapons as we understand it, and it is extremely troublesome to refine, unless the cultivation strength is at the peak of the Saint Peak or above." Once this kind of magic weapon is refined. If the holder does not cultivate the small battle intent that matches this magic weapon, he will not be able to exert the power of the magic weapon at all, and it will be much worse than a mortal holy weapon. ”

"However, if the person holding the magic weapon cultivates the corresponding small fighting intent, not only can he fully display the power of the magic weapon, but also can borrow the power of the magic weapon. Taking the small battle intent to the extreme, as far as I know, those who can have such achievements are at least the people who respect the saint and the real person, and even some of the saint true people spend a hundred years to cultivate successfully, from which we can see how difficult it is to cultivate this kind of small battle intent combined with the magic weapon. ”

"Ten years ago, in the Great Competition of the Outer Gate, the reward for the first magic weapon was a coiled dragon halberd, which also belonged to the same type of magic weapon as the Heavenly Song Sword held in the hand of the Nalu Sword Soul. ”

After hearing this, Bai Wuchang's brows furrowed, and his eyes fell on the trial ground again, and his inexplicable worry increased a lot.

Lu Jiansoul was originally just an ordinary disciple with a good background in Sirius. Until his grandfather. He was also an elder of Sirius's outer sect, after pouring out his family to ask for the "Heavenly Song Sword" for him. He gradually went from mediocrity to extraordinary. （――

He can spend twenty years cultivating a "Heavenly Song Sword", and he is not moved by the slightest foreign object. That's it. It can be seen.

At the beginning, in order to cultivate the small battle intent that matched the Tiange Sword, Lu Jian Soul entered the world for six years, just to obtain the killing idea that must be possessed to cultivate this small battle intent, so he did not hesitate to cultivate himself, and fought in the Quartet in the mundane world with the body of a mortal.

In the battlefield confrontation between the nations, there are hundreds of thousands of battles. He finally cultivated this "Eight Methods of Heavenly Song" to the fullest, returned to the sect, swept with a sword, respected the saints, and had few opponents, and was appreciated by the master. Matched him and Shang Xuerou to form a Taoist couple.

Now Lu Jian's soul has moved

"Even with Yang Wei's forgiveness in the air sword slash of the Heavenly Song Sword, the mouth crossing crisis continues.

"The first method of heavenly songs, wear. ”

It was difficult to advance an inch on Yang Qianming's unbreakable divine light, but Lu Jian's soul was in his mouth, and the word "wear" spit out, and the sword gang, which was already at its peak, burst out with dazzling sword light again, and it penetrated more than half a zhang, and it was already about to pierce the unbreakable divine light.

"The Second Law of Heavenly Song. Burst. ”

As Lu Jiansoul said again, the word "explosion" blurted out, and more than ten sword gangs flew in response, and after being blocked by the unbreakable divine light, they exploded, shaking Yang Qianming's body and almost falling from mid-air.

"The Third Law of Heavenly Song, Condensation,"

"Tiange your sister, it's addicted to shouting. ”

Yang Qianming was beaten passively one after another, and he was already angry, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly bit his fingertips, forced out a stream of bloody arrows, and probed his fingers to scratch. In an instant, he drew a strange blood-colored sigil in front of him.

After the talisman condensed, as if summoned by traction, it violently penetrated Yang Qianming's chest, and a scarlet blood first covered Yang Qianming's figure.

At this moment, Yang Qianming only felt that the blood in his body was flowing at ten times the normal speed, and the beating of his heart was more than ten times more violent than usual, extremely strong. An impulse to vent power arises.

"What a powerful force!"

"You can also try my nine-turn golden body. The first turn of the wind is not extinguished!"

Yang Qianming suddenly disappeared in front of everyone's eyes at an almost teleportation speed, and looking at the whole audience, only a group of Outer Gate Elders, Yun Ming and others could see through Yang Qianming's movement trajectory.

Almost relying on his own sense of crisis, at the moment when Yang Qianming's figure disappeared in front of him, Lu Jiansoul slammed his sword to the right, followed by a loud sound that shook people's eardrums, under an incomparable force. Lu Jiansoul involuntarily flew out dozens of feet away, and he was smashed away by Yang Qianming's punch.

"The Fourth Law of Heavenly Song. Jian, the fifth method of heavenly song, broken, the first method of heavenly song, decision, the seventh method of heavenly song"

Under the sudden outbreak of Yang Qianming's madness, Lu Jiansoul, who was extremely experienced in combat, did not hesitate to use the method of pressing the bottom of the box.

He had already guessed that the other party must have used some kind of small battle intent to instantly enhance himself, but there is something wrong with this kind of small battle intent. The common disadvantage is that it is not sustainable, and after the effect, there will be great side effects.

"As long as you survive his outburst and take his life, it is even easier. After making up his mind, Lu Jian Soul instantly exerted the power of the Eight Heavenly Song Methods to the limit.

"No matter what eight or nine laws you have, they will all be broken for me!"

Burning blood not only increased Yang Qianming's strength and speed dramatically, but also filled his heart with a crazy thought. The figure flashed again, and only the sound of a sonic boom could be heard as it broke through the air, but it was difficult to see its figure as it moved.

"The second turn of the inextinguished

Gold is immortal

When Yang Qianming reappeared, his body skyrocketed, and the power of one punch actually knocked the Baidao Sword Gang upside down, such a terrifying force was really breathtaking.

"The Eighth Law of Heavenly Song, Circle!"

Without thinking twice, Lu Jiansoul used his strongest means, and the Heavenly Song Sword burst into ten zhang sword rays. With Lu Jian's soul as the center, a huge sword array was laid out and protected in it.

"Boom"

Burn blood. Yang Qianming, who was in the immortal state of the golden net, was not afraid at all, and as soon as he stepped into the void, he rushed in fit, and more than 100 fist prints smashed down wildly, breaking a gap in the sword array in an instant.

"Endlessly, ten thousand swords protect the body, gather. ”

Lu Jiansoul's expression did not change, but when he saw that his sword duel was triggered, the gap in the sword formation that had just been smashed by Yang Qianming was instantly restored to its original state.

After a few times, Yang Qianming finally regained a trace of calm, his eyes were red, and a few words popped out of his mouth, "The third is indestructible and the gold is indestructible"

Since cultivating the second turn of the Nine Revolutions of Heavenly Annihilation, "Breaking Gold is Not Extinguished", Yang Kui has begged from the water, not because he doesn't want to, but because he can't. （

The nine-turn golden body as a powerful behemoth, incomparably mysterious little battle will, every time it is cast, it takes a huge amount of yuan power, the first six turns are like this, and the last three turns need to consume the longevity before the sacrifice can be made, if it is the nine-turn Qi Shi, it will consume a thousand years of longevity.

With Yang Qianming's cultivation in the early stage of the current king, the first two turns of the Wind Immortal and the Golden Net Immortal can already be sacrificed and used without hindrance, but for the "Breaking Gold Immortality" whose power exceeds the sum of these two, even if Yang Qianming has cultivated the Divine Yuan Force, the Yuan Qi reserves in his body are several times higher than those of the same level cultivators, and he only has the power of one blow.

After the blow is over, if he cannot defeat the enemy, he must be defeated.