He kept throwing punches, smashing on the huge tiger's head, the black light shook violently, and the surrounding void rumbled and exploded.

"Whew!"

The black tiger was in pain, and raised his neck to the sky with difficulty, and roared, and the ancient trees in the ten miles radius of the tiger roared in the mountains and forests, and all the ancient trees in the radius of ten miles exploded, and the sand and rocks flew on the ground, blowing up a huge deep pit.

At this time, Fang Pingshan's eyes were like lightning, and he seized the opportunity to make a lightning move, and the young man in front of him burst out with a strength beyond his cultivation, which made him feel a little uneasy in his heart, and decided to take action in person and make a quick decision.

Laugh at!

A black crack as thin as a hair cracked, and the gut-breaking spear was like a ghost walking in the night, but it exuded a vicious aura like a spirit snake, heading straight for the back of the boy's head!

This blow is silent, and when it falls on the body, the head will explode directly!

Yang Jian's new sense has always been paying attention to the most powerful opponent, Jing Jing, clamping the black tiger with his feet and rolling out violently.

Laugh at!

The spear stabbed into the belly of the black tiger and passed directly through it.

"Roar!"

The black tiger screamed, and the black light on his body quickly withered, fading like a tide.

Yang Jian jumped off the black tiger and kicked the black tiger into the forest in the distance, and the stones flowed like a stream, smashing the valley in the distance.

He fell to the ground with a thud, clapped his hands lightly, and shook his head to show disdain: "I hope you don't be like this beast, it's too weak and not fun." ”

Fang Pingshan shouted angrily, like a divine thunderbolt exploding, and then turned into a black lightning bolt and slashed towards Yang Jian.

Laugh at!

A black light flashed, and the whole piece of heaven and earth was cut, and a terrifying crack cracked on the ground, like an earthquake.

Yang Jian avoided it, there was no hard resistance, there was a dangerous aura on the gut breaking gun, he didn't want to risk himself, so he decided to use safe means.

Empty music big mudra!

He roared in his heart, and a three-meter-sized black palm quietly appeared behind Fang Pingshan, the latter violently excited, and the gut-breaking gun was about to be poked back, but it was still a little late, the whole person was slapped obliquely to the ground, the bones on his body were broken in several places, and the back was pierced with a secret small wound.

Fang Pingshan's body was full of black light, and his killing intent increased suddenly, but at this moment, a blue light cluster directly turned into lightning and exploded in his back, and a huge smell quickly spread.

The next moment he was surprised, but frightened, frightened, there was a sound of burning flesh and blood behind him, and black smoke came out of his back, and his whole body of real power rushed to the wound to stop the spread of the poison, but as soon as the black liquid touched the blood, it flowed to all parts of the body in a blink of an eye, and it couldn't be stopped at all, and it couldn't be forced out, unless it was to replace the blood in the whole body!

He felt a palpitation, a warning sign that his life was threatened, and then he jumped out of the pit without looking at the boy in the distance, and was about to flee from the place.

"Old friend, where are you going!"

As soon as Yang Jian's words fell, there was a change in this place, and the destroyed land suddenly gave birth to a white mist, which looked like a huge tent from a distance.

He stepped out and walked directly into the mist, and the six-vehicle heart-stopping array enveloped the place, but it had no effect on him.

He didn't hide his voice, and sure enough, the next moment, Fang Pingshan's eyes showed thought, and then turned to resentment.

"It's you!"

He was like an angry beast, and the sharp pain in his back forced him to bend over, holding the spear in his right hand, and staring up at the fog around him, with a more intense killing intent in his eyes.

Fang Pingshan didn't expect that the boy was really the boy, who hadn't seen him for a few days, and had grown into such a terrifying situation.

It's still a rune array master of a high level!

"It's really fate, old friend, how do you feel at the moment?" Yang Jian's voice sounded all around, like a dream, untraceable.

Fang Pingshan didn't speak, knowing that he had completely fallen into the net at this time, his eyes were gloomy, he endured the severe pain, and the spear in his hand shot violently in one direction.

Rumble!

"Yo, are you in such a hurry, why don't you have a good chat?" Yang Jian chuckled, his tone full of ease.

He is not in a hurry at all now, as far as he knows, the Ten Thousand Corpse Poison can only be suppressed with superb true power, or at least the saint-level treasure fruit cleanses the body, so for the other party Pingshan, this poison has no solution.

On the other hand, he wanted to borrow Fang Pingshan's half-ruined body to test his strength in promoting to the Eighth Heaven.

He was on the top of Tianmu Mountain, taking the holy fruit to wake up from sleep and breaking the mirror, and he didn't have time to understand, and then he met Chen Haoran and Chen Xuanling, and then received the news from Shangguan Yun after separation, and then rushed over non-stop, traveling three thousand miles a day, about to exhaust him to smoke.

He did this without fear, he didn't need any supernatural powers at all, and directly used the thunder light and the six-vehicle heart array to kill Fang Pingshan.

If Fang Pingshan doesn't kill for a day, the thorn in his heart will be arrogant for one more day, and there is a more important reason, that is, he has already looked at the black spear, for fear of being robbed.

"Good stuff!"

His eyes were blazing, and then the place became a mixture of thunder and lightning, lightning and lightning in the sky, and more hazy figures flew up, blood soaring.

"Huh, the power of the blue arc has increased again, yes, it can directly beat the eighth-level demon beast to stiffness. ”

Snort!

Fang Pingshan held the gut-breaking gun tightly, the lightning flashed all over his body, his hair exploded directly, and the smell of burnt smell came from his body.

"The wind is not bad, the wings have grown a lot, and it has changed from a flower butterfly to a big dragonfly!"

Yang Jian naturally hung in the air, and the transparent wings nearly two meters in size behind him exuded a mysterious aura.

Rumble!

Yang Jian crossed a graceful arc in the air, and his golden fist smashed directly into Fang Pingshan's face, hitting the latter sideways, but before he landed, he changed direction again and flew out miserably.

Teeth fell out and blood flowed everywhere.

But in the process, he still grabbed the black spear in his arms, but the black blood that gradually flowed behind his back reminded him that he couldn't hold on for long.

He was injured in the back, and the poison melted his internal organs directly.

"Damn! I don't have any other supernatural powers! Do you really want me to kill them in one move? It's too shabby!"

Yang Jian was in a completely different mood, he was speechless, this time the broken mirror except for the evolution of the blue arc and the wind, there was no other magical power for him, so he couldn't help but want to curse.

Then the golden light between his eyebrows emanated, and the third vertical eye opened, this time the vertical eye seemed to be substantial, and he reached out to touch it, and he felt a trace of warmth, no different from the real eye.

"These eyes are real!"

In his eyes, it was unbelievable that he had really fused the vertical pupils of the demon saint.

"Let's see if the Eye of Delusion changes!"

His mind moved, his golden vertical eyes opened, and substantial slender golden threads were born, but they pierced the void directly, and could not be seen by the naked eye.

He saw the six pitch-black wooden stakes buried in the ground, and then saw the golden runes underground, and then there was a hint of cunning at the corner of his mouth, and a golden energy shot out from his vertical pupils and hit Fang Pingshan, who was half-kneeling on the ground.

The next moment, Fang Pingshan twitched all over, and blood was spurting from his mouth, as if there was a ghost in the void asking for his life.

"The effect is good, it can launch a spiritual attack, and then see what the demon saint has left. ”

He sank his mind into his vertical eyes and realized it carefully.

"Huh? It's fused? No other supernatural powers?"

He was surprised, he thought he could get a bunch of magical powers, but he didn't expect it to be just a simple golden vertical eye, his current realm is too weak, and he can't completely understand its mysteries.

A moment later, a red and black figure flew through the air in the midst of the huge mist, and those who didn't know thought they had wings.

Bang!

Fang Pingshan smashed miserably to the ground, could no longer hold his hand to interrupt the intestinal gun, and fell to the ground with a thud.

His chest was already black, almost transparent, and black blood was flowing all over, and he was not even dead.

This old fellow, who had been with him for fifteen years from birth to death, let out a mournful roar from the gut breaker, and trembled beside him.

Yang Jian came to him suddenly, three feet from the ground, condescendingly looked at Fang Pingshan, who was still desperately resisting, and with one move, he directly detained the gut-breaking gun in his hand, and the vertical pupils in his eyes bloomed with divine light, falling on the body of the gun, and obliterating a faint consciousness in the gun.

Fang Pingshan's eyes were about to split, but he couldn't do anything, looking at the god-like young man, there was a sense of regret in his heart.

In the end, the gut-breaking spear was completely ownerless, and it was held in Yang Jian's hand and bloomed with golden light.

"Fang Ping first killed me, but his strength was no match for me, and he was killed by me, you want to avenge him regardless of the period of time, and kill innocents indiscriminately regardless of people's lives, you deserve to die more than him!"

Fang Pingshan was lying on the ground, his hair was scattered, the corners of his mouth were full of black blood, his pupils that were about to stiffen moved, and then his eyes widened violently.

A spear entered his body and pierced his skull, preventing him from saying the last sentence.

In the distance, a bearded man listened to the gradual silence in the distance, and there was no trace of terror, struggling for a long time, tiptoeing back to collect the body of the young man in white.

After a long time......

"Holy shit, what do you smell, did you fart?"

"You just fart, whose fart can stink so much? It's even more stinky than a hundred-year-old shit pit!"

"Holy!"

"My mother!

......

"Mom...... How did Lonely Sorrow become like this, a hole was pierced in his brain, and his entire chest directly turned into black water, and his body was still dissolving!"

One of the young people had big eyes, and his eyes were about to roll out, and the scene in front of him was really shocking.

"It's ...... Poison, Boss, this has turned into a puddle of stinky water, how can we collect the corpse of Lonely Sorrow!"

"No, it's not loneliness, it's not that big, it's ...... Fang Pingshan?!"