Xue Kaifeng, who was standing not far away, was smiling, completely losing the look of despair he had before.

"I'm an apprentice! I haven't seen much cultivation as well, but my ability to cause trouble has grown a lot!"

Although he said this, Xue Kaifeng had a proud expression on his face.

"Look at you, your jaw is dislocated from laughter, and you're still pretending!" Xiao Lan said with disdain.

"That's it, in such a short period of time, we have reached the True Spirit Realm, if this is still called slow, then we, who have cultivated for hundreds of years, will we still live?" the other elder nodded heavily and said.

"Well, this cultivation is indeed worse than my apprentice, but it's okay!" Lin Du was naturally even happier at this time, Hua Qingqing was not only not dead, but his cultivation was also growing to the point where people looked up to him, and he, the master, was naturally honored.

Tang Qian's body fell to make Tang Yanlong feel frightened for the first time, and the Hua Qingqing in front of him was obviously not the ant that could be pinched to death at will back then.

At this moment, Yan Guhong's figure is like rain falling and flying, light and elegant, and the looming figure is like a fairy dancing in the wind, fluctuating, making it impossible to capture.

Every time it flashes, many flying petals will fly out in all directions, and each petal is like a sharp blade, tearing the air apart and bringing the sound of the wind.

But if you look closely, you will find that there are three different petals hidden in it, although the shape is very similar to other petals, but there is a faint glow on it, and there is a faint streamer floating.

Tang Yanlong didn't dare to be careless, the thunder wood cane in his hand spun rapidly, scattering the petals that swept around, but after a few moves, he found that after these petals were scattered, not only did not decrease, but became more and more.

The petals scattered in the sky were already all over Tang Yanlong's body, making him like a needle, unable to move an inch, but unable to break through.

Poof!

Pieces of black lotus petals swept past Tang Yanlong, and the wind blade he brought up cut his arms with blood marks.

Yan Guhong stepped on the petals under his feet, fluttered lightly, and waves of flowers rained, his long sleeves fluttered, the fingers in his hands flew over, and three black lotus petals appeared between his fingers.

"You've lost!" Yan Guhong said coldly, the petals between his fingers had turned into three black rays of light and shot out.

At the moment when the black lotus petals pierced the sky, Tang Yanlong's eyes emitted a fierce poisonous light.

"Hmph! Lose! When the old man was crisscrossing the Xiling Continent, you weren't born yet! Today, I will let you see the true strength of the old man!"

As soon as the words fell, Tang Yanlong's whole body momentum rose wildly, bursting out with terrifying spiritual power, and as the momentum continued to soar, he actually went from the peak of the middle stage of the Emperor Spirit Realm to the peak of the late stage of the Emperor Spirit Realm.

And his face became younger and younger, as if he was thirty or forty years old. The cane in his hand exploded at this moment, and there was a bone spur sword hidden inside.

This bone spur sword is dark all over, I don't know what kind of monster beast the backbone is made of, but judging from the aura it exudes, it is not something that ordinary demon beasts can have, it is likely to be the bones of some kind of rare and exotic beast.

The bone spur sword swung up, bringing a sassy yin wind and letting out a ghostly wolf howl. Immediately afterward, the surrounding wind blew fiercely, and the weather suddenly became dark.

The Dao Dao sword was pouring out among the petals in the sky, smashing those petals to pieces, and no new petals could be generated.

"I'll let you know what it's like to be better off to live than to die!"

Tang Yanlong's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and the momentum was like a rolling tide, quickly spreading around, trembling violently, and the wind and clouds surged, even the stands shook violently.

The guardians in the void all shot out in unison and laid out more exquisite protective arrays around the challenge field, which blocked the momentum exuded by Tang Yanlong from the stands.

Leng Rushuang and the others also retreated one after another at this moment, avoiding their edge, and at the same time, a touch of shock flashed in their eyes.

It turned out that this Tang Yanlong was already a peak cultivator in the late stage of the Emperor Spirit Realm, and he was only one step away from entering the powerhouse of the Emperor Spirit Realm.

However, Yan Guhong's face remained unchanged, quietly suspended in mid-air, and said coldly: "The legendary beast, the tailbone, the poisonous sword made of it, is indeed very domineering, and it seals its throat when it sees blood, but it is a double-edged sword, the more power you borrow, the more serious the backlash you will receive." ”

"Stinky girl, you have some knowledge, but to kill you, you don't need to use all your strength at all, three percent is enough!"

Tang Yanlong shouted, the terrifying momentum rose again, and the sword qi scattered out in all directions, like poisonous snakes spitting snake letters, everywhere he went, the earth turned into scorched earth, and the grass and trees withered instantly.

Yan Guhong lightly moved under his feet, swung back, and his figure floated backwards.

"Retreat now, it's too late!" Tang Yanlong held the sword and burst out.

"You think too much!" Yan Guhong's body began to be constantly blown by a breeze, and this breeze gradually strengthened, and finally turned into a terrifying hurricane, and this hurricane was wrapped in countless petals.

When the hurricane formed by this petal reached its extreme, it began to fly towards Tang Yanlong.

"Hmph, I'm afraid you're at the end of your rope, aren't you? This sword of mine can scorch all grass and trees, all living things. ”

Tang Yanlong sneered, it had just been proved that those petals were no different from ordinary plants and trees, and they had all been turned into scorched earth by his surging sword.

Obviously, once he can't bounce his moves through runes, then Hua Qingqing only has such a move, and there is nothing to be afraid of. Tang Yanlong's face couldn't help but show a smug smile.

But before the smile froze, I felt that something was wrong, and the petals this time were extremely different from the previous ones.

Out of perennial combat vigilance, Tang Yanlong immediately felt the strangeness in it, and decisively chose to retract the momentum, and at the same time slammed on the soles of his feet and slid backwards.

However, Yan Guhong had already prepared, and the three black lotus petals in his hand were like three unstoppable darts, shooting out towards Tang Yanlong's back, completely sealing his retreat.

Tang Yanlong's complexion changed suddenly, and he said secretly, is this to force him to fight to the death head-on?

He has been crisscrossing the Xiling Continent for many years, what kind of scene has he never seen, compared to guts, he has never been afraid of anyone, more ruthless, he thinks that he will not lose to anyone.

So, he turned his heart sideways, and instead of retreating, he flew up against the hurricane. The sword was fierce and fierce, and countless swords carried a shocking momentum, constantly slashing towards the hurricane.

One after another, the sword marks turned into deep ravines on the earth, however, the sword qi slashed above the hurricane and was instantly engulfed.

"Who told you that this is the same trick?" Yan Guhong said coldly.

The speed of the hurricane did not decrease, and it continued to rush towards Tang Yanlong.

Tang Yanlong's face changed greatly, and at this time, he already understood what was the difference between this petal and the previous ones, that is, this petal would not be shattered by the Flying Sword at all.

On the contrary, after the sword qi of the Flying Sword poured into the hurricane, the hurricane was even more violent than before, and its momentum rose sharply, as if it had been helped.

The thought sent chills down Tang Yanlong's spine to the table, which meant that these petals were more terrifying than the death power contained in his sword.

"What's your move?"

"You don't deserve to know!" Yan Guhong's answer was extremely simple, but it made Tang Yanlong furious.

His face was hideous, and he was furious, "Look for death!"

The killing intent in his eyes gushed out wildly, holding the sword in his hand, and putting it in the palm of his other hand, and then, with a flick of his wrist, the sword spun in a circle in the palm of the other hand, and blood gushed out and fell into the sword.

The Stream Sword let out a heaven-shattering sword roar, and then, a huge phantom of an ancient beast appeared in mid-air, the phantom's eyes were closed, and its limbs were locked on the body of the Swift Sword by four illusory chains.

"It's a pity that the cultivation has been suppressed too much and is useless!" Yan Guhong glanced at the chains on the limbs of the dragon spirit and sighed.

"Enough to kill you!"

In mid-air, Tang Yanlong's sword light continued to move according to a certain law, and with each rotation, the sword momentum rose by one level, and his face began to turn pale.

By the time he reached the ninth lap, his face was dead gray, his skin had become hard as iron, his veins were exposed, and his blood vessels were clearly visible.

Suddenly, his body crackled, and his skin began to burst along the veins, and blood seeped out.

Obviously, this kind of move was extremely burdensome to Tang Yanlong's body, and the damage to the meridians was also immeasurable, but Tang Yanlong couldn't care about that, he had to win, even if it cost him a lot.

In fact, Tang Yanlong still has reservations, the Tang family has been dominating for many years, although he still retains the viciousness and domineering that a mysterious person should have, but he is no longer as careless as before.

Once a person has scruples and something he cares about, then he no longer dares to work hard unscrupulously, at this moment, I am afraid that Tang Yanlong himself will not realize that when he uses the Flying Sword, he is no longer like back then, giving all the power of his bloodline.

Although he already knew that it was impossible to defeat the girl in front of him without using all his strength, because the momentum exuded by the other party made him feel afraid, but he still had a trace of luck.

He didn't want to admit defeat and die, and he didn't want to be attacked by the sword, which he couldn't accept.

Tang Yanlong swung his sword, and with a furious sword momentum, he rushed towards the hurricane again, but it only made the hurricane shake slightly a few times, but it was still to no avail.

Seeing that a hurricane is about to sweep in front of you, life and death are already a fine line.

Immediately, his face was crazy, the fierce light in his eyes burst out, and the spiritual power of his whole body was surging and rolling, and suddenly, his face turned red, and then a mouthful of blood sprayed on the sword.

Rumble!

At this moment, the eyes of the dragon spirit slowly opened, the blood in the eyes burst out, and the chains on the limbs began to shake violently, as if they were about to break free from the shackles of the chains.

Between real life and death, he can no longer care about much, and he stimulates the power of his whole body.

"Give me death!"