The huge claw shadow of the Demon Heaven was extremely powerful, forming a sense of time and space confusion, and attacked towards He Yang. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

He Yang watched the claw shadow grow bigger and bigger in his pupils, and even his consciousness tended to be drowsy, but there was no wave in his eyes, and he was still as calm as water, which seemed very deep.

He Yang's body shook, and Dao purple light burst out from his body, and the previous feeling of confusion and drowsiness suddenly disappeared invisibly.

And that huge claw shadow had already arrived in front of He Yang's body at this time, and it was about to attack him. He Yang did not dodge or dodge, as if he wanted to be hard.

"It's really arrogant, it's really child's play to 'claw shattering the void', and I don't even know how to die when the time comes!"

Seeing that He Yang had cultivated to a high level instead of dodging, Mo Tian snorted coldly, and his eyes showed a vicious look. He had already seen He Yang as a dead man, waiting for the giant claw to tear it apart.

However, He Yang just raised his arm lightly and threw a punch leisurely towards the oncoming giant claw, which was so relaxed and casual.

And when that giant claw came into contact with He Yang's fist shadow, it was like mud kneading paper, and it collapsed in an instant, becoming fragmented and dissipating into the air.

"What? How is this possible?"

Motian roared, with an unbelievable look on his face, as if he had seen a ghost alive in broad daylight, and his shock was incomprehensible.

The 'Claw Shattering Void', which had always been invincible, turned out to be useless in the hands of this young man who seemed to have a mediocre cultivation, which made it difficult for Mo Tian, who had always been arrogant, to accept for a while.

If it weren't for feeling the fluctuation of cultivation in He Yang's body, Mo Tian really thought that it was the power of the Void Realm, and thought that he had encountered a master at the level of the Demon King.

Mo Tian's face was very ugly, staring at He Yang deadly, as if he wanted to see through his heart.

"Who the hell are you? This Demon King's subordinates will never kill the nameless!"

As soon as Mo Tian said this, all the onlookers in the sky looked at He Yang. Who was this young man who could lightly dissolve the powerful blow of the Little Demon King with a wave of his hand? This made them quite curious.

The people who come to the world's first fort Elysium are all famous figures in the Stormy Meeting. What is the identity of this young man who has never met and is extremely strange?

"Who I am, you are not qualified to know!"

However, He Yang didn't take Motian in his eyes, so he sat down in the desk next to him, picked up the wine glass and drank it himself.

This situation and this scene fell in the eyes of everyone, and they were greatly surprised. The little demon king Motian, who has always been invincible and arrogant, finally dared to compete with him, which made some people who were not used to looking down on Motian relieved for a while.

On the other hand, here in Motian, his face was simply embarrassed to the extreme, as if he had eaten something disgusting by mistake, and he wanted to vomit but couldn't vomit, which was very ugly.

"Maybe only the dead will have self-knowledge. ”

Mo Tian breathed a long sigh of relief, his words came out lightly, and his expression immediately returned to calm.

If someone who understands Motian has crossed paths with him, they will know that Motian is already completely angry. The calmer he became, the stronger the killing intent in his heart became, and he already had a murderous heart for He Yang.

"What you say, I give you as it is!"

He Yang smiled faintly, the contempt in his eyes was undisguised. I drank another glass of wine, and my mouth let out a smack, and I was full of praise for it.

"It's a good wine!"

"Very well! The Demon King will make you kneel down and beg me. ”

No matter how high the cultivation of the demon heaven is, it can't be controlled in He Yang's behavior that is equivalent to provocation.

Mo Tian now has only one thought in his heart, that is, to completely trample He Yang under his feet, make him worse than dead, and make him cry and plead with himself.

"Boom"

An incomparable earth-shattering aura completely erupted from Demon Tian's body, many times more powerful than before, but his figure suddenly disappeared in place.

The next moment, Motian's figure appeared directly in front of He Yang. couldn't help but say, and threw a punch at He Yang.

Demon Tianneng is the dominant among the Yuanying monks, and what he fights is not supernatural spells, but the physical strength that he is proud of, and it can be said that he is invincible among his peers.

When Motian threw a punch, the aura around him became tyrannical. Due to its extreme speed, there was a continuous sonic boom in the air.

"What a powerful physical force! I wonder which is stronger or weaker compared to my Immortal Holy Body?"

He Yang looked at the fist shadow coming towards him, and his eyes showed a fiery color. As soon as his foot kicked the ground, a momentum rose into the sky, and He Yang took advantage of the situation to swing a punch, which shook together with the punch of Demon Tian.

Demon Tian's eyes showed a look of horror, and he only felt a strong force coming, and his attack collapsed.

And the power that entered his body was not offset by this. From the front chest to the back, it was blasted out of a hollow, and it looked terrifying.

"Poof"

A mouthful of black blood spurted out of Demon Tian's mouth, and his originally hideous face became flushed at this time, as if it was about to drip blood.

Letting the black blood flow at the corners of his mouth, Mo Tian ignored it, his eyes were staring at He Yang deadly, unable to speak.

There was also an uproar in the entire firmament, looking at Motian and He Yang sighing.

This nameless young man completely subverted their cognition, and they couldn't help but start to pay attention to it, and they all guessed He Yang's true identity.

The few demon kings in the front row also looked at He Yang intently, revealing a solemn expression.

"Canghe, you are really fierce, you have given Long Ye a long face!"

A discordant voice was heard, it was the dark dragon speaking.

"Canghe, Master Long, I salute you!"

With a smile on his face, the dark dragon ignored the pale-faced Demon Sky and walked in front of He Yang with two glasses of wine.

He Yang didn't shirk either, took the wine glass in the dark dragon's hand and drank it all.

"So your name is Canghe?"

Mo Tian's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at He Yang, and two electric lights shot out of it.

"Little Demon King, do you want to continue?"

He Yang looked at Mo Tian and said coldly.

"Canghe, between you and me, either you die or I die, I will not die with you!

Motian suffered setbacks here in He Yang again and again today, so that the prestige he had accumulated over the years was wiped away. If he doesn't regain face here with He Yang, how can he gain a foothold among the demons, and how can he be embarrassed?

With the power of ten thousand jun, the demon sky is about to rise up and vow to compete with He Yang.

"Stop for this Demon King!"

At this moment, a broken shout came, and a black horse appeared in front of Mo Tian, thus blocking Mo Tian in place. And the momentum rising in the Demon Heaven body also subdued in front of this training.

A figure floated in and landed beside Demon Tian. It was a sturdy middle-aged man, and although the whole person looked peaceful, He Yang could still feel the dangerous aura in his body.

"It's definitely not an ordinary Void Realm cultivator!"

He Yang weighed it in his heart, and stared at this person with blazing eyes.

While He Yang was looking at this person, the middle-aged man was also staring at He Yang.

"Meet the castle master!"

All the beings in the Firmament Heaven bowed down to meet at this time, except for He Yang and the Dark Dragon.

The middle-aged man took a deep look at He Yang and the Dark Dragon, and then turned his head to look at the gray-faced Demon Heaven.

"Private fighting is forbidden in the sky, if there is a next time, Hugh blames the demon king for being ruthless! If there is a grudge, you can settle it in the third game of life and death. ”

The middle-aged man finished his words and disappeared in place. Leaving the Demon Heaven full of resentment, and the jaw-dropping Firmament Heaven everyone was stunned in place. (To be continued.) )