"Good boy, dare to play with me!" The man in black reacted, completely angry, and his expression became even more hideous. Not only was he injured by a boy from the martial arts realm today, but what was even more hateful was that this kid also made him feel frustrated and humiliated frequently.

The long knife in his hand danced, and the yuan power continued to pour into the long knife, and the long knife that was originally glowing with cold instantly became red like a fire. The long knife slashed, slashing through the flames, like a fiery snake, constantly writhing, and the momentum was menacing.

Ling Xiangyuan picked up the Baxia Monument, felt the familiar feeling in his hand, and felt a little less afraid of the oncoming fire snake. The hegemony tablet in his hand was moved, and the dantian Zhongyuan force was injected into the hegemony monument, and the hegemony roared out.

"Aang!" the Tyrant let out a dull dragon groan, and the fiery snake slammed into his hard tortoise shell, sparks flying in all directions, making a clanging sound of gold and iron.

Not to be outdone, the fire snake became more and more fierce with the dance of the long knife in the man in black, and continued to whip the bully with a scorching breath.

Rumble!

The swords and soldiers intersected, and the tyrant and the fire snake fought together, and the huge yuan force fluctuations spread out like water waves, and the entire sand dunes collapsed with a bang, and countless sand and gravel fell from the top of the two heads. The sand and gravel were as fine as a waterfall, pouring down, trying to engulf the two of them.

The giant force struck, and Ling Xiangyuan's whole person was forced back dozens of meters away by the huge force, his feet were deeply submerged in the sand and snow, and two long lines were drawn on the ground.

He adjusted his breathing, even if he had the Baxia Monument in his hand, he was still far from the Martial Sect, once the opponent used martial arts, he would not be able to defeat the opponent from the front no matter what.

Seeing that Ling Xiangyuan was forced to retreat by him, the man in black pursued the victory, and the long knife in his hand danced impenetrable, like a cloud of fire covering him. The fire cloud burned red, and there was a faint fire snake waiting for an opportunity to move.

The sand and gravel in the sky were like a waterfall, and they couldn't even touch the man in black at all, and the sand grains were swallowed up by the clouds of fire around him before they fell around him.

Ling Xiangyuan breathed a little, the man in black came with a cloud of fire, his expression tightened, the Baxia Monument was held tightly in his hand, and all the Yuan power in the three caves of the Lower Dantian was poured into the Baxia Monument.

Wu Zong, it's not something he can resist, he understands this truth very well, but he must block this blow and take the opportunity to kill the other party with one blow.

"Die!" He said in a low voice, looking at the man in black with cold eyes, the Baxia Monument in his hand was lifted above his head, and the Yuan Force was continuously injected into it, and the Baxia Monument exuded a dazzling look and an amazing breath.

"Ang!" Ba Shen groaned, Ba Xia Monument Shenhui said, a Ba Xia drilled out of the stele, the size of the mountain class is magnificent. The hideous dragon head, showing the fangs of the forest, and the red eyes the size of a lantern, look at the world.

"Boy, die!" the man in black roared, the long knife in his hand was like a rainbow, and the fire snake loomed in the dense fire cloud, and the powerful aura of Wu Zong was displayed by him, and the momentum was amazing.

Rumble!

In the center of the two of them, the dragon and snake danced wildly, and the Dao Divine Radiance overflowed, drifting towards the surroundings, and a huge amount of energy rushed out, spreading like a water wave.

The strong wind continued to blow backwards against the thick long hair of the two, and the powerful Yuan Force tore at the clothes of their upper bodies, and the clothes of the two danced behind them like rags, revealing the hard muscle lines of their upper bodies.

The man in black sneered, the Yuan Force in the lower dantian was even brighter, and a powerful aura emanated, and the cloth-like clothes on his upper body turned into powder with a direct "bang".

Although he only had one hand left, it didn't affect his performance in the slightest. The long knife in his hand kept slashing, and his whole face was distorted, as if he was crazy.

The fire cloud also immediately expanded, and the fire snake was surging, constantly pounced on the tyrant, and his body was like a flaming whip, constantly whipping the tyrant.

Looking at the amazing momentum of the man in black, like a mad demon, Ling Xiangyuan's brows furrowed, he held the Baxia Monument high above his head, and the Baxia was in front of him to resist the destruction of the fire snake.

The long knife slashed, and the huge force continued to come from the Baxia Monument in his hand, and his whole body was forced to retreat, and his legs sank deep into the sand and snow, no longer above his knees, and he was still sinking downward.

His expression changed, and if he continued to resist passively like this, he would be buried alive by the man in black sooner or later. This passive defense is not a solution, you must get close to the man in black and use the Qinglian sword finger to give the opponent a fatal blow.

"Boy, I want you to pay for this hand of mine with your life!" The long knife in the black-clothed man's hand kept swinging, and the Yuan Force in the lower dantian gushed out, and the momentum was amazing, his tone was low, his eyes were like a beast, and the whole person was already crazy.

The long knife in his hand fell, the momentum was like a rainbow, and the brilliant Yuan Force made the flames of the blade soar. The fire snake in the fire cloud was also even more arrogant, constantly twisting its body and whipping it on the body of the overlord.

Thundered!

The tyrant wailed, and its mountain-sized body was tossed over from the side by the fiery serpent, and collapsed like a mountain.

The Baxia Monument in Ling Xiangyuan's hand "buzzed" and trembled, and the huge force came, his arm was shocked and numb, and he couldn't hold the Baxia Monument tightly for a while, and was cut out by the long knife.

His heart sank, his eyes were fixed on the flying Baxia Monument, and he stretched out his hand to grab it, his feet were deep in sand and snow, constantly struggling, but unfortunately it was too late.

"Without this black tombstone, I'll see how you can block it!" the man in black sneered, his face distorted and hideous to the extreme, and the long knife in his hand slashed down again.

"Roar!" The cold light was reflected in Ling Xiangyuan's eyes, and at the moment of life and death, he roared, and the Yuan power in the three caves of the lower dantian gushed out.

His long, thick hair danced, and the aura that emanated shook the last remaining tattered clothes on his upper body into powder, revealing bronzed skin and perfectly tough muscle lines.

He exerted his strength under his feet, his legs broke through the sand and snow, and his body jumped up and threw himself to the side, landing in the snow, and rolling a few times before he could avoid the fatal knife.

He was lying in the snow, his chest was constantly rising and falling, it was too dangerous just now, if it weren't for the solid foundation of his martial arts realm and the explosive power was strong enough, he would have been killed at this moment.

The long knife missed, the man in black's hideous expression was slightly lost, he turned his head to look at Ling Xiangyuan lying in the snow, kept sneering, and pounced again.

The long knife was as red as blood, this time, he was going to completely kill Ling Xiangyuan and bury his bones in the Northern Desert, thinking of this, his hideous face showed a hint of excitement.

Ling Xiangyuan felt the scorching breath, and the fire snake gradually enlarged in front of his eyes, striking towards his chest. He didn't have time to think about it, he quickly got up, and Yuan Li continued to gather to the palm of his left hand and grabbed the fire snake.

Zizi ......

He pinched the fire snake tightly, and the fire snake kept struggling, and the skin and flesh of his entire palm were burned red, as if he was holding a piece of red-hot coals in the palm of his hand, and the sound of burning skin and flesh kept coming out.

The burning sensation in the palm of his hand came, his whole face distorted in pain, he snorted coldly, did not shout, and carried it with tenacity.

The fiery red blade was grabbed by Ling Xiangyuan, and only the tip of the knife half an inch long remained, staying in front of his chest, and he was holding it tightly, unable to advance an inch.

"What ......" The man in black was slightly surprised, Ling Xiangyuan actually grabbed the long knife at the risk of losing a hand.

Then, with a sneer on his face, the yuan power in the lower dantian poured into the long knife like a spring, making the blade even more brilliant and hot, and he used all his strength to stab forward.

The long knife continued to advance in Ling Xiangyuan's palm, approaching Ling Xiangyuan's chest, and his twisted and hideous face showed a hint of excitement and pride.

The long knife slashed across Ling Xiangyuan's palm, and a sharp pain came, he snorted coldly, looking at the tip of the knife that stayed in front of his chest a few inches, he gritted his teeth and pulled it his chest, the long knife stabbed into his chest, and blood sprayed out instantly.

There was a great pain in his chest, and the tip of the knife had pierced into his chest, only a few centimeters from his heart. As he slammed his force, the man in black was caught off guard and was also pulled over.

"Boy, what do you want to do!" The man in black was caught off guard and was pulled by a huge force, and his upper body fell over, falling directly into Ling Xiangyuan's arms, he was shocked in his heart, and said coldly.

At this time, his distorted face was almost attached to Ling Xiangyuan's face, and the sound of a rapid heartbeat between the two could be heard. A bad feeling quickly crossed his mind, and he tried to struggle to his feet.

However, Ling Xiangyuan would give the man in black a chance to get up, he held the long knife that pierced into his chest tightly with one hand, and strangled the neck of the man in black with the other hand, and the Yuan Li in the lower dantian merged into his fingertips, shining with brilliant light.

In that light, a crystal green lotus was waiting to bud and wait to be released, and there was an amazing breath.

"Boy, you can also die for me!" The man in black broke free of Ling Xiangyuan's hopelessness, he looked at the shining sword finger in front of him, and his heart was cold, today I am afraid that he will be handed over to the hands of this martial arts realm boy.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, the big deal was over, he slammed his hand hard, the long knife continued to advance in Ling Xiangyuan's hand, and the tip of the knife was getting closer and closer to Ling Xiangyuan's heart.

There was a huge pain in his chest and palms, and Ling Xiangyuan snorted coldly, thanks to his tenacity, he was not distracted by the great pain and lost his mind.

As soon as his mind moved, the budding green lotus bloomed, and the crystal petals danced in his fingertips, turning into a series of fine sword qi, which were entangled together, forming a thicker light white sword qi, which disappeared in a flash.

The sword qi continued to amplify in the eyes of the man in black, and the crystal green lotus swayed, and the petals flew. At this moment, he seemed to see the most beautiful scenery in the world.

At this moment when he lost his mind, sword qi erupted, piercing his head through the middle of his forehead, and before he could make a sound, blood had already sprayed out.

"Hoo ......"

Ling Xiangyuan felt the warm liquid on his face, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief knowing that the man in black was dead. The heaving of his chest touched the wound on his chest, and he grinned in pain and took a deep breath of cold air. "Hiss......"