"Yang Yibu, it's not the helper you brought, who is that, I have no other enemies in this small world except you."

The Black-Horned Jiaolong stared at Yang Yibu tightly with his eyes, which were bigger than lanterns, and a murderous aura rose up on his face.

"Black Carbon Head, I don't have a helper, believe it or not, but I know who hit you".

Yang Yibu has a heart to tease the black-horned dragon, so he wants to make things mysterious.

"Yang Yibu, say, who hit me" As soon as the black-horned Jiaolong heard Yang Yibu say that he knew who hit him, he hurriedly asked.

In fact, the Blackhorned Jiaolong also knew that it was unlikely that Yang Yibu would invite a helper to seek revenge on him, because this was just a small world for training.

It is impossible for people with too high cultivation to come in, and if a monk above the Yuan Infant Stage comes in, they will not do anything in this small world at all.

If the master of the Yuan Infant Stage makes a move in this small world, this small world will not be able to bear it and collapse.

And the person who sneaked up on him, with his current cultivation, unless he is a master above the Yuan Infant Stage, he can't find out.

As for below the Yuan Infant Stage, even if it was a ninth-level peak cultivator in the Jindan Stage, it was impossible for him to escape the search of his spiritual power.

"Black carbon head, it's a ghost beating you, how can you offend a ghost," Yang Yibu said and deliberately pretended to be very scared.

"Yang Yibu, you play me, how can there be ghosts in this world, monks are not afraid of ghosts" The black-horned dragon was furious.

"Slap" was another crisp and loud slap sounded, when the black horned dragon was furious, when the spiritual power had just stopped searching.

On the other side of his face, he received another loud slap in the face, this one was heavier than the previous one.

The half of the black-horned dragon's face quickly became red and swollen, and the height of the swelling exceeded the other side.

"Whoa......" The black-horned dragon was furious, looking up to the sky and howling.

He is a mid-seventh level monk in the Jindan period, and he will become a great true dragon in the future, but today he was smoked two big-eared shavers in a row in this small world, but he couldn't find anyone to shoot.

The black-horned dragon's heart was dripping blood, and his angry body suddenly grew larger, churning in the air.

"Black carbon head, I just said that it was the ghost who beat you, you still don't believe it, you see that you provoked the ghost again, and you were slapped again."

Yang Yibu was so happy in his heart that it was simply blooming, but he looked at the angry black-horned dragon with a sympathetic face and said.

"Damn, Yang Yibu, Lao Tzu doesn't believe in bullshit ghosts, and ghosts Lao Tzu is not afraid" The black horned dragon scolded and looked around.

The black-horned dragon cursed loudly, in addition to anger, there was actually another reason, which was to be brave for himself, and now his heart has been hairy.

Being slapped twice for no reason, and not even seeing the shadow of the other party, this kind of thing is an extremely terrifying thing no matter who it happens.

"Black Carbon Head, don't believe me, I'm leaving, you can enjoy it slowly."

As soon as Yang Yibu finished speaking, he turned around and left, looking at his hurried appearance, he seemed to be very scared.

"Slap" Yang Yibu started without a shadow when he turned around.

"Ah, Yang Yibu, don't go, see if I don't chop you, I'm angry with Benlong."

When Yang Yibu wanted to distract the black-horned dragon, he slapped him, but this time the black-horned dragon had learned to commit a treachery, and his spiritual power was monitoring the movements around him all the time.

Even the slightest disturbance in the surroundings could not escape the spiritual power monitoring of the Black Horned Dragon.

In addition, the cultivation of the Black Horned Jiaolong was originally above Yang Yibu, so Yang Yibu was shadowless when he turned around just now.

The black-horned dragon noticed that Yang Yibu's spiritual power moved, and instinctively stretched out two big claws to protect his red and swollen cheeks on the left and right.

Yang Yibu's blow slapped on one of the claws of the black-horned dragon, making a crisp sound.

"Yang Yibu, you pretending to be a ghost, let me die."

The black-horned dragon was ashamed and angry, and a huge dragon claw that covered the sky and the sun blasted towards Yang Yibu at a speed beyond the speed of light.

This blow from the Black Horned Jiaolong was already the pinnacle of his Jindan Rank 7 mid-stage, and it contained all his anger and rage in this blow.

He wants to use this blow to kill Yang Yibu, only by killing Yang Yibu, can the humiliation in his heart be released, otherwise, as long as Yang Yibu is still alive, he will not be able to pass which hurdle Yang Yibu teased him, and his cultivation will be difficult to improve.

The dragon claws of the black-horned dragon slammed towards Yang Yibu with a devastating momentum.

"It's been discovered," Yang Yibu quickly turned to face the enraged Black-Horned Dragon.

A dangerous aura rose from the depths of Yang Yibu's heart, and Yang Yibu felt as if he was being targeted by some great terror.

"The black-horned dragon is really angry, it seems that this blow is the pinnacle of the black-horned dragon."

Yang Yibu, who felt surrounded by great terror, forcibly suppressed the fear rising in his heart, and held the pine sword in his hand with a wave of his hand.

With a sword in hand, I have it in the world.

Yang Yibu clenched the loose sword in his hand, and the fear in his heart was much less.

Facing the claw of the black-horned dragon, Yang Yibu held the sword in both hands, slowly raised the pine sword above his head, and then used the peak strength of his body to slash out with a sword.

A huge sword light appeared in the sky, and the sword light met the dragon claw that roared from the sky with an indomitable momentum.

Wherever the colorful sword rays passed, fist-sized vortices were slowly generated, and then expanded, and one after another the vortices expanded and joined together to form a larger vortex.

The vortex was constantly spinning, and the surrounding heaven and earth aura was surging, all of which were sucked in by the swirling vortex.

It was only a moment's effort, and the aura of heaven and earth on the swamp seemed to be drained.

The colorful sword light became stronger and stronger, and the void around the sword was constantly shattering and collapsing, as if heaven and earth were trembling in this huge sword light.

The boundless claws of the dragon with boundless power pressed down in an invincible manner, and the earth was crushed as if it were about to shatter.

The land on the swamp was crushed by the boundless power of the dragon's claws, and streams of foul-smelling mud and water rose into the sky, like fountains spraying into the sky.

The earth is shaking, and the heavens are trembling.

"Boom", the huge colorful sword light and the huge and boundless dragon claws collided together at an unparalleled speed.

The heavens fell, and the stars fell.

An infinite black hole appeared at the center of the collision, and then slowly spread out in all directions, and the void around the black hole was like a shattered mirror.

The dense cobwebs crumbled and collapsed with a clattering sound.

Boundless spatial wind blades poured out like a tidal wave from the shattered and collapsed space, raging in the air and on the swamp.

The space was cut to pieces by the spatial wind blade, and the earth was riddled with holes and devastation under the ravages of the spatial wind blade.

"Boom" In the great collision that shook the void, Yang Yibu's body turned into a streamer of light and smashed into the swampy ground from the sky.

In the roaring sound, a large mouthful of blood spurted out of Yang Yibu's mouth, staining the sky blood-red.

"Tom, tom, tom" Yang Yibu's body smashed into the swamp, the mud rose, the mud splashed, and a huge humanoid crater appeared, and then slowly filled with mud.

When the colorful sword and the huge dragon claw collided, a sound like the resonance of gold and iron came out of the black hole.

After the loud sound of "......", a painful and miserable howl followed, and this terrible cry came from the mouth of the black-horned dragon.

In the screams of the black-horned dragon, his incomparably huge dragon claws began to shatter inch by inch, from the claws, to the palms, and then to the small arms, and the big arms.

The entire claw, shattered to the point where there was no trace of it, gushed out like blood, and then turned into a blood mist, drifting in the sky with the wind.

A large area of the sky is dyed into a red mist, which is poignant and beautiful.

The huge body of the black-horned dragon flew into the air at a speed several times the speed of light, and then smashed down from the sky at an even faster speed.

"Boom" The earth shook, and a huge pit many times larger than the body of the black-horned dragon was smashed out.

The crater was so deep that it was impossible to see the bottom, but it didn't take long for the black, fishy mud to tumble and gush, and soon the crater disappeared.