The palm wind was like thunder, a black palm slapped down suddenly, the eight directions shook, the huge force set off a frenzied hurricane, the gray-clothed man shot at the lightning, and the five fingers opened, as if the mountains were suppressed.

The golden sword rose into the air, the blazing light burst out, and Niu Er grabbed the big sword with both hands and slashed into the air.

Bang -

With a muffled sound, the rocks crumbled, the dust flew all over the sky, and Niu Er's figure flew back upside down, a bloody sword spurted out of his mouth, and an incomparably frightened look erupted in his eyes.

At the moment of the fight, I only felt a strong force coming from the sword, and in an instant, my viscera was shocked, my bones gurgled, and my arms almost couldn't hold the flying sword.

Fortunately, the nameless conjoined body exercise was running in time, and the muscles and veins were flooded with layers of golden light, resisting this force, and the dark red spiritual fire in the heart, at the same time, the flames were magnificent, roaring out, burning all over the internal organs, stabilizing the muscles and bones.

Bowing his head and thinking silently for a moment, a strange light flashed in Niu Er's eyes, the big sword in his hand shone brightly, and the ten-zhang sword rushed into the sky, slashing the void, and the wind howled, slashing forward.

The man sighed lightly, as if he was a little surprised, the posture in his hand remained unchanged, the true qi was like a tide, rolling out, and a huge pitch-black palm print in the sky covered the sky and suppressed Cangyu.

Bang -

The golden streamer was shining, the ink-colored palm print shattered, and the aura that turned into a large piece dissipated, Niu Er's figure took five steps back, but his eyes were a little brighter.

"But that's it, come again. ”

Niu Er let out a long roar, his spirit was uplifted, his fighting spirit was high, and he rushed forward directly with a sword in both hands, fighting with that man.

Originally. After two blows, Niu Er had already figured out this person's tricks. The man wore gloves made of alien metal, and his tenacity was comparable to that of a magic weapon. Every time he came out of his palm, his true qi vibrated dozens of times. It is equivalent to swinging dozens of palms in one blow, which is incomparably powerful, enough to seriously injure the opponent.

It's just that he didn't know that Niu Er had a peerless body refining technique, and his physique was far beyond ordinary people. After two blows, it was even more with a powerful divine thought. Find out his ways.

On the top of the mountain, all kinds of spiritual light exploded, shook in all directions, and large stones burst out. Black cracks spread in all directions in the void, and the huge pressure crushed all the grass and trees.

The more the two fought, the more fierce they became, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, the palm prints were earth-shaking, each blow had the strength of ten thousand jun, the landslide and the ground were cracked, the mountain and stone were shattered, and the entire lonely house was shattered several feet high.

"Open it for me—"

Niu Er raised his head to the sky and roared. A strange light flashed in his eyes, and the nameless technique turned rapidly, and a million catties of huge power suddenly increased between his arms. The long sword was like a heavenly slash, and the void exploded, forming a black heavenly sword that slashed away.

"How is that possible—"

The gray-clothed man was horrified in his eyes, and slapped his palms forward hard, the black palm prints covered the sky, and his body quickly retreated. But he still can't dodge this open blow.

There was a loud bang, and the gray figure retreated more than ten zhang before he stood still. He glanced down at the broken gray clothes, shook slightly, and the pieces flew apart, revealing a silver armor. On his chest, a little sword mark was deeply imprinted on it, which was particularly eye-catching, and the man raised his head, and a faint scarlet appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Niu Er's heart sank, he didn't expect that his full strength was enough to kill the ordinary god cultivator, but this person was only slightly injured, it seems that if he wants to win this battle, it will become more and more difficult.

This armor is extraordinary, this person is even more extraordinary, the strength of the body is probably not under him, there are many magical and secret skills in the world, and the heroes and talents really cannot be underestimated.

"Niu Daoyou's good body refining technique is very hidden, and I admire it. ”

The man's eyes looked at Niu Er, his eyes shot out two rays of light, and the invisible battle intent slowly rose, like a coiled dragon lying prone in the sky, and said with a smile: "But that's fine, it's worth going all out once, I hope you don't die too soon." ”

Ping Ping slapped out with a palm, the clouds were light and the wind was light, like a willow swinging lightly, the void trembled and twisted, as if the entire time and space were shattered, and the gravel on the ground silently turned into powder. ...

Niu Er was startled, his face was solemn, this palm was extraordinary, the golden sword was thrust into the ground, and the true qi between his hands tumbled, crossing a series of mysterious trajectories, and countless golden runes appeared out of thin air.

"Aang—"

A dragon roar suddenly rose, and a golden dragon rushed out of the runes, the golden dragon horns were as sharp as a sword, the five claws flew up, and the divine light in the eyes burst out, soaring into the sky.

"Is the magic power of the Dragon Mansion? Hehe......"

The man smiled faintly, the posture of his palm remained unchanged, and he gently pushed forward, as if a piece of sky was suppressed, and the strength was incomparable, and the whole lonely place seemed to be unable to withstand this palm, and trembled.

At this moment, the divine dragon suddenly flipped over, and in an instant, the sky and the earth were upside down, the whole time and space were chaotic, and the pitch-black palm print seemed to penetrate a piece of the world, and suddenly turned to the person to strike.

At the same time, the golden sword split the sky, the brilliance was bright, like a round of scorching sun, Niu Er held the big sword like a shadow, flew up, and used all his true qi to slash out a sword.

Under the blood-colored mask, a pair of pupils shrank suddenly, and he was very surprised, he had seen the battle between Niu Er and Shi Shaojie before, but he never thought that this trick could block his own powerful blow.

He didn't know that this was a move that Niu Er had been building up for a long time, and when he learned from the mouth of the ancestor of the Dragon Mansion that the Jiaolong clan exercises must have the blood of the dragon clan to be fully used, he buried a thought.

Because in the secret realm, he once took the Dragon Devouring Grass, which is a strange thing that grows on the corpse of the Dragon Clan, containing the essence of the Dragon Clan's bloodline, refining it in the body, and naturally you can get a trace of the Dragon Clan's blood.

It's just that this matter is too implicated, Niu Er has been hidden in the deepest part of his heart, and even Niu Yu has not told him anything. At this time, with all his strength, the blood and qi were boiling, and wisps of true dragon breath emanated from the body, the aura was monstrous, and the power of the move was amazing.

The man's face changed slightly, his true qi exploded, and the stones under his feet burst out in all directions, and his left hand swung out a palm with all his strength, crashing into the reversed palm print.

With a bang, the palm print exploded, the aura rolled like a tide, spreading in all directions, the man snorted, and took a few steps back, but unexpectedly, a sword roar was shocking, extremely fast, and came to the front of him in an instant.

Seeing the sword falling from the sky, the man roared lowly, his right hand flipped, and a desolate and ancient aura suddenly came, Niu Er looked carefully, but found that it was a bronze chariot.

The cyan chariot, only three inches in size, had a tragic aura, as if it had been precipitated by endless years, and it was covered with dark rust, and when it moved slightly, the patina rattled and rattled, as if it could fall off at any time.

The ancient magic weapon, Niu Er was shocked, and instantly identified the origin of this thing, that kind of ancient breath, only on the utensils handed down in ancient times.

The man let out a low roar, brandished the bronze chariot in his right hand, and suddenly burst out with an astonishing aura, hurriedly meeting the sharp sword above his head.

Knock -

The loud noise shook the sky, the void trembled, and a ripple spread rapidly, and everywhere they passed, the boulders, plants and trees were all powdered, and the cliff fell a few feet down, and the two of them each fell back and retreated dozens of feet away.

Poof――

The two of them each spurted out a mouthful of blood, looked at each other, their eyes became more fierce, their bodies flashed, and they pounced on each other at the same time.

Niu Er's left hand exerted the dragon clan's magical powers, the rain turned over the clouds, unpredictable, and the power was incomparably powerful, and the golden sword in his right hand slashed the sky and the earth, and the sword qi tore through the sky, cutting the sky, and the momentum was magnificent.

That person's palm print is like a mountain, the strength is incomparable, suppressing the void of the ten directions, what makes Niu Er jealous the most is the bronze chariot, every collision erupts with blazing blue light, accompanied by boundless evil qi, as if there are teams of immortal soldiers wandering around, the power is amazing, and the gods and ghosts are unpredictable.

The two of them were full of combat power, the mountains and rocks under their feet were cracked, and large areas of the void were shattered, forming a pitch-black void world one by one, one by one mountains and rivers exploded, towering ancient trees shattered, and grass and trees and rocks flew all over the sky.

All the demon cultivators within a radius of hundreds of miles were alarmed, standing in the distance and watching, their faces were shocked, and they didn't dare to approach for half a minute, for fear of being caught up in it and ending up dead.

There is only one person with a square face, tiger eyes and thick eyebrows, cross-legged in the sky, watching from a distance, his face has changed dramatically, it is the young master of Weihu Mountain, Hu Tengyi.

The stalemate of the war lasted only one hour, and the two of them tried their best, still on a par, with a fighting spirit like a dragon, and their vigorous bodies were like two sharp blades, destroying dozens of miles of mountains beyond recognition, mountains and rivers collapsed, and rivers were cut off.

"Click-"

With a crisp sound, Niu Er's face changed greatly, his eyes swept slightly, and he saw that there was a thin crack on the golden sword, and his left hand hurriedly used two dragon claw hands, and his body took this opportunity to widen the distance.

So far, both of them are exhausted, their true qi and body have been consumed violently, and the golden sword and the bronze chariot have collided no less than a thousand times, but this Mahayana demon cultivator's carefully forged magic weapon can't withstand the opponent's rusty broken car, and I can't help but be secretly shocked in my heart. (To be continued)