The battle was about to break out, and the intention of killing was like a cold wind howling, blowing sand and dust to roll, making the souls of many little demons on the lookers tremble and turn pale.

Yang Xiaomao's fighting spirit is wild, there is excitement in his eyes, although he is in Wushan, spoiled by his grandfather, but he is a militant in his bones, bloody and strong, when he is stationed in the blood marrow vein, he has fought many times with the thief's scattered cultivation, and there are not a few enemies.

Nowadays, Wushan is stormy and dangerous, and the kind of depression on weekdays makes people irritable, and they have been cowering in the mountains, and they urgently need such a battle, so that everyone's hearts are boiling and ready for the big battle in the coming day.

And he also needs to be a sharp knife in Wushan, piercing the conspiracy of the rogue, and sharpening his body with the help of the hands of the enemy.

"Kill—"

With a broken drink, the silver light of the sheep Xiaomao spear burst out, like a dragon leaping for nine days, the void trembled, the vision was distorted, and the spear let out a sharp roar, stabbing out violently.

The silver pi practiced the mighty nine skies, through the void, like the vast heavenly waterfall falling into the sky, and like mercury pouring into the ground, pervasive, the sharp air covered the sky and the sun, enveloping the black-faced monk entirely, every ray of silver light was like a peerless divine soldier, destroying the withering and decaying, shattering all things.

This is a divine weapon, the power is huge, the monk who forged him back then had sealed a set of spear techniques into it, once it is unleashed, the monk's true qi is urged, and it can explode with extremely strong combat power.

"Good move, look at my shield heavenly armor!"

The black-faced man's eyes shrank suddenly, and the halberd in his hand waved rapidly, like a long snake resurrected, and a hideous roar pierced the sky, splashing a large amount of light, and then took the opportunity to uncover the second silver scale on his forehead.

Suddenly, a heavy aura permeated, and the scales bloomed with a ghostly light, quickly surrounding his body like liquid, transforming into a silver scale armor on his body, making a sonorous metal sound.

The silver light fell to the ground, as if ten thousand arrows were fired at once. Countless deep holes were shot out of the earth, rocks cracked, and the land shook, but when it fell on the black-faced demon cultivator, it only splashed a large spark, and it couldn't hurt a bit.

"Well, that's it. ”

The black-faced monk was horrified in his heart, but his face was disdainful, he was armed with the secret technique of the clan, and he could condense the secret method into a scale attached to his body. Activate at critical moments, which can make the combat power skyrocket and kill the low hand.

Unexpectedly, when I met Yang Xiaomao today, it seemed to be a different person, not only was his true qi condensed and his reaction quick, but he also had a magic spear, which was extremely powerful and far from being comparable to the past. Almost got him hurt.

"Sure enough, then you, take me again. ”

The sheep smiled and the spear shrank suddenly. The brilliance of the sky then converged, like a long dragon absorbing water and condensing into a beam of light that reached the sky, and the brilliant divine light was blazing, as dazzling as the scorching sun. Huanghuang is terrifying and terrifying.

"Kill—"

A mighty battle intent spat out in his chest, and the spear pierced the sun like a long rainbow, tearing the sky. The Sen Bai Divine Light cut through the heavens and the earth, and a Xiao Suo's killing intent permeated, making everyone's faces change wildly.

The black-faced monk's heart jumped, and his heart was shocked, but at this moment, where could he dodge, gritted his teeth, and removed the last scale armor from his forehead, and the blood from the corner of his mouth flowed, spraying on it, and the scales were like wisps of green smoke in his mouth and nose.

Then, a monstrous coercion suddenly rose, his body swelled suddenly, his clothes cracked inch by inch, and his entire body swelled rapidly to more than three feet, with a momentum soaring to the sky, and his eyes were faint like blue lightning, exuding a terrifying divine light.

When-

With a violent roar, centered on the black-faced monk, the earth suddenly rose and fell, forming a circle of ripples like a tide, spreading in all directions, and where it passed, the earth and stones were shattered, and the grass and trees were broken, like a blade of destruction crushing everything and grinding it into powder.

Yang Xiaomao's body staggered backwards, his arms trembled, the tiger's mouth cracked, scarlet blood dripped, but there was a happy smile on the corner of his mouth, and his expression was quite excited.

I saw a black-faced man, his body was not moving, his face was hideous, his legs were sunk into the ground, but there was a trace of blood flowing in the seven orifices, and his face was frightened, I am afraid that he had already injured his internal organs.

Fang Cai's blow not only contained his whole body strength and true qi, but also the huge pressure that fell from the sky, which can be said to be the strongest blow he can exert in his current realm, comparable to that of the Yuanying Monk.

And the black-faced monk stood still, he was already at a disadvantage, if it hadn't been for the secret technique incarnation at the critical moment, I am afraid that he would have died under his extremely strong spear, and even so, he was seriously injured.

The skin on the body was cracked, the veins were shattered, the bones of the arms were broken, the euphorbia turned into scales and attached to the forehead, the luster was dull, and the eyes were full of horror, as if the soul had been scattered, and the mouth was spitting blood, accompanied by the shattered internal organs, dying and miserable.

"Okay, Young Master Xiao Mao is mighty. ”

"Young Master Xiao Mao is invincible in the world, and he is a model for the new generation of my Wushan. ”

"Young Master Yang is unparalleled, exactly the same as the second young master when he was young, it's really powerful. ”

Many Wushan little demons were elated and cheered loudly, for so many days, the demon clan of the world besieged Wushan, only relying on Niu Yixian and other generations of Yuanying monks to resist, and now Yang Xiaomao is the same age as them, and the victory is naturally particularly exciting.

"Hehe, these are only two tricks, black-faced ghost, you can borrow me another trick. ”

Yang Xiaomao reluctantly raised his true qi, stepped forward, raised his hand and was about to stab out, when he heard a sudden burst of shouts in his ears: "Stop, I will admit defeat on behalf of Young Master Hei, and I will not retreat." ”

The rolling sound exploded in his ears like thunder, Yang Xiaomao's body shook, his mind was dizzy, and he almost fell to the ground.

A figure appeared like a ghost, stepped forward to support the black-faced monk, the true qi wrapped around the whole body, the mighty coercion was surging, like a rolling ocean unfathomable, carefully broke his mouth, and poured a white pill.

"Junior, don't think that with a good weapon, you can be invincible in the world. The middle-aged man snorted coldly, his face was cold, and a cold light flashed in the corners of his eyes.

Many little demons were shocked in their hearts, and they retreated in shock, and the cultivation of the people who came was superb, far from being able to resist them, just the momentum released made them feel like they were carrying a huge mountain, and their hearts were heavy.

Yang Xiaomao's face turned red, and he could barely support it by piercing the earth with a spear, and when he heard the words, he cracked the corners of his mouth, and reluctantly smiled: "He killed people with his bloodline secret method, and I used weapons to fight the enemy, and at the same time killed people, what else can I do?"

The middle-aged man's eyebrows were slightly raised, and his momentum soared, like an ancient sacred mountain standing in the sky, overwhelming, and the huge pressure oppressed the little demons backwards, spitting blood.

Only Yang Xiaomao's eyes were blood-red, he gritted his teeth and would rather die than retreat, his body trembled, but his hands held the spear tightly, and his bent back straightened a little bit under heavy pressure.

"Hehe, my second brother said, as a man, when you are self-reliant, you should go against the sky, even under the Nine Heavenly Tribulations, you will not bow your head, you are not even a Mahayana monk, what am I afraid of. ”

Back then, in the war between the two clans of the demons, Niu Er used the Jindan realm to carry the powerful pressure of the two Mahayana peaks, and climbed to the peak of Jubi Mountain step by step, and did not succumb to the half-step immortals with his own strength, becoming a legend of the entire border wilderness demon clan.

Yang Xiaomao, as a new generation of masters in Wushan, has always been talking about Niu Ertry as an example, how similar the situation is at this time, a strong perseverance suddenly rose in his heart, and he stared at the middle-aged man with ridicule.

"Hubris. ”

The middle-aged man was angry, a different color flashed in the depths of his pupils, and the killing intent suddenly rose, and said: "It's just an ant, the old man can crush you to death with one finger, see how you strive for self-improvement, and don't bow your head." ”

The big hand opened, a finger suddenly stretched out, rolling true qi, obviously an ordinary finger, but turned into a giant pillar across the sky, more than ten zhang long, the majestic pressure shook in all directions, the earth trembled, and the rock cracked.

"Little Brother Mao flash mob-"

"Xiaomao, I'm here to save you. ”

Seeing that the sheep Xiaomao was about to die, many Wushan little demons had blood-red eyes, and rushed forward regardless of their bodies, as brothers who played from childhood to adulthood, how could they not see it from time to time, many little demons turned into their original forms, there were golden eagles, long snakes, sables, white tigers, all kinds of angry roars and flew up.

"Noise. ”

The middle-aged man's eyes were slightly condensed, and he waved his left hand lightly, and suddenly a violent hurricane swept the heavens and the earth, blowing everyone out of more than a dozen feet, hitting the rocks, breaking bones, scattering feathers, and vomiting blood.

"Hehe, what a great majesty, could it be that this is the arrogance you were born with as a snake clan? ”

Suddenly, a white light flashed outside the sky, and the middle-aged man's face changed wildly, and before he had time to withdraw his palm, he saw that blood red appeared, and his entire finger was cut off, and he fell into the soil with a snap, turning into a puddle of blood and mud.

"Who attacked this seat?"

The man snorted, his figure exploded, and his thoughts swept in all directions, but he never saw any figure, and at this moment, a faint voice came from his head: "Sneak attack?

Suddenly raised his head, but the man found that a big foot was stepped on, and there was no time to dodge, the whole person was kicked over, smashed into the dirt, spitting blood, breaking several sternums, and a handsome young man stepped on him.

"I, the people of Wushan, can also be injured by you, and today I will cut off your arm and punish you slightly. ”

Before the words fell, Niu Er's fingertips swiped slightly, and the sword qi flashed, bringing up a large piece of blood, and a left arm left his body, shattering in mid-air, turning into countless blood and mud scattered.

"Oh my God, it's really the second young master, his old man really can't come to the world as a true immortal, and he even kicked over the overhaul of the god transformation. ”

Many Wushan little demons were dumbfounded, their eyeballs almost fell out, and the peerless powerhouse who was unattainable and could make them vomit blood with a single look was trampled on the ground by the second young master in the blink of an eye, without the slightest resistance.

"The second young master is invincible in the world, and he is unparalleled in the world......"

The middle-aged man's face was pale, his teeth were almost crushed, and his eyes erupted with anger, it was really unbearable, he was a dignified monk, and he was a master in the clan, but he was trampled underfoot, which was a great shame.

"You...... Who are you?"

Niu Er smiled slightly, his eyes narrowed slightly, he looked harmless to humans and animals, with a shy look on his face, and said seriously: "I'm here to collect land rent." (To be continued......)