The blade of the sword is sharp and sharp.

This time, a solemn look obviously flashed in Mei Wuyou's eyes, and she didn't dare to hold it up again.

True gasification, this can only be done by the Saint Realm level exercises.

Immediately after, his right hand stretched out into the void, and a nine-foot-long spear-like blade suddenly appeared.

Rumble!

Bai Mang slashed down, and Mei Wuyou raised his troops to shake hard.

With a loud bang, the invisible waves distorted the space, and instantly scattered in front of the two of them, and both sides couldn't help but retreat more than ten steps each.

Yebei stopped his body and looked at the weapon in the opponent's hand.

Being able to take this blow hard, it is clear that the weapon in the opponent's hand is by no means an ordinary thing.

The blade looked like a spear, but instead of a sharp spear at the top, it was in the shape of a three-pronged serration, but it was not a halberd.

The iron iron with a handle tail is five inches long, with sharp wings, and resembles a phoenix tail.

This is a phoenix winged gold hammer!

Because it is nine feet long, the length is far longer than that of ordinary weapons, and it is generally used for horseback combat.

And this phoenix winged gold hammer, rumored to record, is the Sui Dynasty general Tianbao general, Yuwen Chengdu used the artifact.

At this moment, the two sides stood in the void, separated by a hundred meters, facing each other in the night.

Mei Wuyou's face was extremely gloomy, and he no longer had the contemptuous look he had just now.

The blow just now, that obviously felt a heavenly power.

He is in the north of the night, not only does he have a saint-level exercise, but he can also control the power of heavenly might?

What's even more terrifying is that the other party is so old, if he is allowed to cultivate for another hundred years, who can be the enemy?

"Ho!"

Mei Wuyou let out a loud shout, released all the true qi of his body, and suddenly waved the phoenix wings in his hand, bursting out his true holy realm power, and if he didn't go all out, it would be looking for death.

This old guy looks like he is sixty years old, but in fact, he has lived for more than three hundred years.

The true meaning of a warrior's pursuit of strength, in the final analysis, is lifespan.

Anyone who steps into the Holy Realm can have a lifespan of 300 years, and at the peak of the Holy Realm, he can live for 500 years!

It is the same holy realm, and the gap is so large that it is clear at a glance.

Yebei held the Beiwang knife tightly and attacked it blatantly, under one blow, it seemed to be evenly divided, but in fact, Yebei's body was already churning violently, forcibly using luck, to suppress a countercurrent.

And Mei Wuyou's face was obviously pale, which was obviously uncomfortable.

However, this old guy's qi and blood are obviously stronger than Yebei, and it is not a star and a half, at this moment, the blood in the whole body emitted a "bang" sound, and the already pale face became even more bloodless, which seemed to seep in.

Seeing this scene, Chu Xian below couldn't help but exclaim: "Big brother be careful!" ”

Others don't know, Chu Xian knows that this Mei Wuyou has run a unique exercise, and it is also the exercise that he Chu Xian has practiced over the years, called the Nine Yin Jue, and its sharpness is comparable to the exercises of the Holy Realm.

At this moment, the sky is cloudy and windy, and the surrounding temperature drops suddenly.

"You can force me to use the exercises, in the past hundred years, Yebei, you are the first."

With a hoarse sound, Mei Wuyou's eyes were gloomy, and the corners of her mouth were grinning, revealing a grim smile, like a ghost.

The next moment, accompanied by the sound of qi and blood, the phoenix wings in his hand emitted a dark green demonic light, and the feet were secretly accumulating, and suddenly he went up, and the ghostly speed did not drive a trace of wind, and the afterimage blinked in front of Yebei's body, and the blade in his hand was aimed at the heart, stabbing directly.

With such strength, I'm afraid it's twice as much as Yebei.

Stepping into the Holy Realm, if you want to leapfrog the challenge, I am afraid that it will be as difficult as climbing to the sky, and you can only rely on your own strength.

A solemn look flashed on Yebei's face, and he stood in front of his chest with both hands holding the Beiwang Sword, and the crimson light suddenly flourished, burning violently like a flame.

Rumble!!

Suddenly, the two of them struck a hard blow again.

The night north volley retreated, and a mouthful of reverse blood could no longer be suppressed, spraying the night sky.

One blow did not kill Yebei, Mei Wuyou's eyes could not hide the look of shock, you know, he had already used all his strength just now, even if he Yebei was a saint-level strength, it was impossible for him to withstand the blow with all his strength.

"Ahem......"

"It's my turn!"

Yebei spit out the blood foam in his mouth, staring at Mei Wuyou and saying indifferently.

"What?"

Mei Wuyou was stunned for a moment, he had lived for more than three hundred years, and countless strong people had died in his hands, and it was the first time he had met someone like Yebei.

Knowing that he is invincible, but still resisting stubbornly, this is not heroic, but ignorance!

However, the next scene made Mei Wuyou even more surprised.

This night in the north, he slowly put away the Beiwang knife and put the knife into the sheath?

Immediately after, a stream of qi and blood gushed out, condensing into a seven-foot long sword again, and fell in the palm of Yebei's palm.

"Hmph, let's do this again."

Mei Wuyou snorted coldly, he had already experienced the power of this sword just now, although it should not be underestimated, but for himself, there was no need to worry about it at all.

However, in the next moment, the seven-foot long sword was visibly shortened to the naked eye, and it was shortened by nearly a foot in an instant.

Mei Wuyou's face changed suddenly, and it was difficult to hide her shock.

He could clearly feel that although the sword was shortened by one foot and his aura was significantly weakened, the strength contained in it was twice as strong.

"This—Is this a compression of qi and blood?"

Mei Wuyou was shocked, throughout the ages, even if it was a saint-level exercise, I am afraid that it would not be able to do it, and even if it could be done, the human body would not be able to withstand the power of compression.

However, before he could recover from his shock, six feet of white light streaked across the sky, illuminating the night sky and bursting like a comet.

This majestic power made Mei Wuyou feel palpitations, gritted his teeth, picked up the blade in his hand, and stood in front of him.

Boom!!

With a muffled sound, accompanied by a distorted space, Mei Wuyu took the blow hard, and staggered back a few steps after being hit directly, blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, and it was difficult to hide the anger in his eyes.

In all these years, he had never been so embarrassed.

However, Yebei stood in the void and said indifferently: "Can you withstand another blow?" ”

Mei Wuyou's pale face was extremely gloomy when he heard this, and this sentence was undoubtedly the biggest insult to him.

"Crazy boy, if you want to beat me, it's a fool's dream!"

Mei Wuyou wiped off the blood stains at the corners of her mouth, held her breath and concentrated, suppressed the disordered qi and blood in her body, and once again made a burst of qi and blood sounds, and suddenly exerted force under her feet, wanting to strike first.

The night north did not move, but the white mang sword body in his right hand was shortened again.

This scene made Mei Wuyou's eyes shrink suddenly, and the explosive figure stopped in vain, and said in horror: "What? Secondary compression of qi and blood?! ”

Compressed once, it already frightened him, but now, it is compressed again, he is not afraid of dying of explosion in the north of the night?

The more concentrated the qi and blood, the stronger the attack power, which can be said to increase geometrically, but the releaser is also under the pressure brought by the condensed qi and blood, and if he does not have a strong strength and physique, he will never dare to try it easily.

Generally speaking, being able to compress once is the limit.

At this moment, Mei Wuyou could clearly feel that the surging power contained in the sword body condensed by the true qi was not weaker than himself at all, and even three points stronger.

couldn't help but take a step back, and the eyes of the originally yin owl finally revealed a trace of jealousy.