In such a situation, even if Zhang Yi was calm, he was shocked in his heart and wanted to dodge, but it was too late.

"You dare!"

"Stop!"

With two loud shouts, Xie Lingtian and Bai Fan shot out almost at the same time, grabbing the golden phantom, but it was too late, and they could only watch as the golden spear fell on Zhang Yi's chest.

"Ahh

Looking at the golden spear in front of him, Zhang Yi roared, with unwillingness in the roar, and his eyes were blood-red, with unyielding.

"Dang!" The golden spear was like a piercing of steel, and there was a clanging sound, crisp and clear. And the golden phantom also dissipated under this blow.

On the stage, Zhang Yi almost collapsed to the ground, and in his chest, a ball of blood-colored energy was surging, and it was this blood-colored energy that blocked the fatal shot just now.

In a moment, the blood-colored energy disappeared, and a blood hole appeared in Zhang Yi's chest, gurgling blood, and the sternum was also visible, which looked shocking and quite terrifying.

"Two, the fight is not over yet. A deep voice came from the sky, and I saw a figure shuttling like lightning, extremely fast, blocking in front of Bai Fan and Xie Lingtian, with a momentum on his body, like a mountain, and a light like an eagle blooming in his eyes, which was very different from his usual gentle and elegant state, this person was Wen Buming.

And the two people he stopped were Bai Fan and Xie Lingtian, both of them looked surprised, looked at Wen Buming, a trace of vigilance flashed in their eyes, and glanced at Zhang Yi and Song Xiuping who were lying on the ground below, and they didn't speak, and retreated.

"The fight continues!" The sound was like a bell, like the magic sound of the Great Dao, which made everyone feel a chill in their hearts, and then recovered.

Song Xiuping's eyes also regained their brilliance, although his spirit was a little sluggish, he had regained his senses, his hands were on the ground, he jumped and looked at Zhang Yi lying on the ground with a gloomy face.

"Ahem!" Zhang Yi's chest was still bleeding at the corner of his mouth, and he couldn't stop it, Zhang Yi's face was like rice paper, pale without a trace of blood, but his eyes did shine, his right hand covered the bloody hole in his chest, bit his lower lip, and stood up.

"Zhang Yi, is it time for a real battle now?" Song Xiuping has unlimited killing opportunities, and compared with Zhang Yi, his state is much better.

Feeling the killing intent emanating from Song Xiuping's body, Zhang Yi frowned, his eyes were also flashing with cold lightning, looking at Song Xiuping, his face was cold, and said: "Song Xiuping, it seems that you have moved to kill, do you really think you can kill me?"

"Hahaha, in my hands, you are just an ant!" As he spoke, he had already taken a step forward and stepped on Zhang Yi, and the momentum on his body gradually climbed, step by step, like a hill pressing down.

Zhang Yi was oppressed by the momentum and retreated again and again, with a shocked face, taking three steps back, and wisps of blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

"Zhang Yi, although it is said that the fight is not allowed to hurt the surname, but if I take your surname, who can blame me?" took a step, and actually came to Zhang Yi's side, and slapped it with his palm.

Zhang Yi was shocked and angry, and retreated again and again, but he was slow to move, couldn't dodge, was slapped on his body with a palm, stumbled, and almost fell down.

Song Xiuping smiled gloomily, jumped up, and looked at Zhang Yi's eyes, which were full of inexplicable hatred, which made Zhang Yi couldn't help but be frightened. He could see that Song Xiuping was holding the intention of killing.

"Hehe, Song Xiuping, if you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust!" Zhang Yi instantly regained his composure, and his whole person became cold.

Song Xiuping came to Zhang Yi's side, his hands were surging with true qi, condensed into a violent energy ball, looked at Zhang Yi with a cruel smile, stirred, and slammed down.

Zhang Yi swung his sword upward, and the blood flashed, blocking the place where the true qi fell.

"Boom!"

Zhang Yi threw away, coughing up blood, Song Xiuping also took more than ten steps back, a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and the killing intent in his eyes was even worse, and he pounced on Zhang Yi.

The fist shadows are all over the place, with the sound of whistling wind, with the power of opening mountains and cracking stones, and the potential of shattering the sky.

Every punch was extremely fast, making Zhang Yi feel that every fist shadow around his body was real, and in a hurry, he took a step back and swung his sword to slash.

The sound of Jin Ge's resonance, the sword of the god destroyer and the shadow of the gun collided, it was extremely terrifying, it actually caused the feet of the two to collapse in bursts, and the airflow was disordered, Zhang Yi coughed up blood while fighting, kept retreating, dodging, and was already invincible.

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, Zhang Yi threw it again, his shoulder was injured again, and the blood stained the sky.

"Ah!!h

Zhang Yi was exposed, there was a tendency to smash the Nine Heavens, the blood mist was in harmony with the sky, the murderous aura avoided the moon, and the cold erupted from Zhang Yi's body, and in his eyes, the blood was red, almost dripping blood, and everyone felt a chill in their hearts, and couldn't help but take a step back.

"Hehe!" A sneer, as if coming from the Nine Shadows, with a chill, Zhang Yi's bloody eyes, calm as water, standing in the distance, holding the Sword of Extermination, calm and terrifying.

Song Xiuping stood in place, his face was solemn, looking at Zhang Yi, his confidence was shaken a little, and he found that the killing machine pouring out of Zhang Yi's body was too terrifying, terrifying enough to affect people's minds.

Just when everyone was surprised, a gust of wind blew, and everything disappeared, giving birth to a sense that everything just now was an illusion.

"If you have the ability, you will come and take my surname. Zhang Yi stood not far away, his eyes were like hooks, looking at Song Xiuping, the whole person stood upright, the injuries on his body seemed to be unable to affect him, he raised the sword obliquely, his breath was constricted, and he was motionless, as if there was no such person in heaven and earth.

"This spirit is introverted, in the void, how did he do it?"

Everyone was puzzled, looking at Zhang Yi, they were all shocked.

But Zhang Yi was engrossed, only Song Xiuping in his eyes, this move was completely the state of his actions when he was a killer, concentrating, preoccupied, only the goal in his heart, maintaining his peak state at any time, and giving the enemy a fatal blow.

The blood in his eyes slowly dissipated, and the whole person became extremely restrained, standing in place, giving people the feeling that this person did not exist.

Song Xiuping's face changed greatly, and he took a cautious step, wanting to test it.

With Song Xiuping's movement, Zhang Yi's eyes were also rolling, taking Song Xiuping's every move into his eyes.

The scene was depressing, and everyone held their breath and looked at the two quietly.

The mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of buildings, the situation at this moment, the sword is tense, the momentum is surging, Zhang Yi and Song Xiuping are facing each other, no one has made a move, they are waiting for the opportunity.

Song Xiuping's black hair danced wildly, looking at Zhang Yi, with vigilance in his eyes, seeing that Zhang Yi did not make any movement, he took a step again, and his momentum was like a mountain, overwhelming.

Zhang Yi still didn't move, but his eyes turned slightly, and almost no one noticed.

"Trick up the mystery!" Song Xiuping strode forward, seemingly not taking Zhang Yi in his eyes, but he was vigilant.

"Huh!" When Song Xiuping was two meters away from him, Zhang Yi moved, like a ghost, and his speed was extremely fast, so that everyone didn't react.

"Boom!"

The sound of the collision started, everyone came back to their senses instantly, and hurriedly looked at the stage, but saw Zhang Yi fleeing again, ten meters away from Song Xiuping, except for a wisp of blood at the corner of his mouth, there was no change, as if nothing had happened just now.

"Why, isn't it?"

"If I had waited, I might have been in a different place. ”

Zhang Yi struck a lightning blow, shocking the audience, so everyone was stunned and had a lot of thoughts in their hearts.

"Zhang Yi, in front of me, you are like a chicken, a dog, killing you is like pinching an ant to death. Song Xiuping's voice was a little gloomy, and a fierce aura erupted from his body, and the breath soared into the sky, as if he was about to break through the sky and pierce into the Nine Heavens.

"I don't have a gun in my hand, but I have an invincible gun intent, this Song Xiuping, I'm not an opponent. Zhou Fei looked at Song Xiuping coldly, and for a moment, he turned his head to look at Zhang Yi, who was not boking, and frowned: "I don't know if Zhang Yi can resist it." ”

"Hehe!" With a sneer, Song Xiuping took a step, looked at Zhang Yi with cold eyes, and said: "Although I don't have a gun in my hand, I have a gun in my heart. "Strong self-confidence, absolute madness, a kind of aura that looks down on the world and looks down on the common people breeds, making many people who are weak in cultivation kneel to the ground.

In the face of Song Xiuping's words, Zhang Yi's face did not change, and he still maintained his original appearance, in his eyes, only Song Xiuping, his eyes were deep, like a bottomless abyss, so that the people who seemed to sink into it.

"Die!" "Die with monstrous gun intent, invincible battle intent, and violent momentum, Song Xiuping looked like a mad demon, his eyes were red, he let out a thunderous shout, and he punched in the air, but it contained a fierce aura, tearing everything apart.

A cold light flashed in Zhang Yi's deep eyes, and with a step on his feet, the earth collapsed, and there was a burst of turmoil, and the surroundings of his body, so far half a meter away, all sank half a meter, and then, under his feet, the ghostly speed appeared again, silent, and it was impossible to prevent it.

"Poof!"

With a muffled sound, Song Xiuping's fierce breath fell on Zhang Yi, exploding a blood flower, and his body was injured, Zhang Yi was indeed not slow, he twisted his body, and then bent over, his body twisted like a twist, and a sword stabbed out, and on the sword, a stream of blood was slashed, and it shot out directly, with a powerful and unparalleled aura of destruction, falling towards Song Xiuping.

"Boom!"

A slight roar, but it also reached everyone's ears, a scene on the stage, made everyone open their mouths wide, stunned, and the powerful Song Xiuping actually flew out upside down, in the air, and kept coughing up blood, obviously, this time was hit hard by Zhang Yi. And Zhang Yi was covered in blood, but he didn't seem to feel it at all.

"Roar!"

With an angry shout, Song Xiuping forcibly stopped the figure of throwing away, his body was like electricity, he blinked, came to Zhang Yi's side, waved it down, and on his palm, the black light flashed, intending to smash Zhang Yi's head in one fell swoop.

"Wow!" With Song Xiuping's palm, its momentum can open the mountain, it can shatter Yue, once it is implemented, the head will be shattered, and blood will be splashed.

But Zhang Yi didn't dodge or dodge, standing in place, his face was as cold as ice, and he didn't look at Song Xiuping at all.

"Whew!" a palm fell smoothly and landed on Zhang Yi's head.

"Alas!" many people couldn't bear to close their eyes.

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