Just when Huang Feihu speared the Red Flame Tiger King, under the canyon, the battle between Yang Jiao and the Mastiff Tiger Monarch also reached the most dangerous time.

With the powerful power of the blessing to the Sevenfold Heavenly Golden Immortal, the Mastiff Tiger Monarch has always firmly gained the upper hand, and Yang Jiao only has the power to parry, let alone fight back, and the powerful fusion will into the big sword is almost arrayed.

This is the first time Yang Jiao has met an opponent who surpasses him in terms of strength, speed, and will.

Fortunately, the Mastiff Tiger Monarch could not fully control the power of the Sevenfold Heavenly Golden Immortal, so when he made his moves, although every move and style was far more powerful than before, he had powerful power, but he could always make Yang Jiao keenly find the weak point in the move, so as to dodge.

"Boom-"

With a loud bang, Yang Jiao was smashed into the ground again, and this time, he didn't rush out as quickly as dozens of times before.

"Boy, you are not my opponent, no matter what tricks you have, in the face of absolute strength, the ending will not be any different. "At this point in the battle, not only the Mastiff Tiger Monarch, but also the golden immortals who formed a formation in mid-air, at this time, I also believe that the Mastiff Tiger Monarch has already locked the victory, although Yang Jiao is struggling to support, but the defeat is inevitable.

Of course, there is one exception to this, and that is the hydra.

With many direct or indirect encounters with Yang Jiao, the nine-headed insect believed that he already knew something about Yang Jiao, but this by no means included this practice of coming to his death knowing that he was invincible.

The nine-headed insect remembered very clearly that even when he was just hit by the mastiff and tiger monarch's mountain opening knife, Yang Jiao's eyes did not have even a trace of waves, thinking of Yang Jiao's calm eyes, the nine-headed insect suddenly became frightened in his heart.

The Mastiff Tiger Monarch swooped down and slashed at Yang Jiao with a knife.

"Boom-"

A pitch-black sword suddenly slashed out with a terrifying edge, and slashed at the Mastiff Sovereign's big sword. With a loud bang, Yang Jiao's figure flew up from the ground, but the figure of the Mastiff Tiger Monarch was blasted back for the first time.

"Are you showing weakness?" the Mastiff Tiger Monarch stabilized his body for the first time, but his heart suddenly trembled.

"Your strength is indeed strong, but it is still far from abusing me like this. Yang Jiao's shattered battle armor exploded, revealing the dark blue sweatshirt inside, he reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and moved his arm slightly: "I wanted to take the opportunity to break through Xuangong, but unfortunately the pressure you brought was still too small." ”

"Is it?No matter how strong you are, it's just a heavy sky, even if I don't use will, I can kill you with strength alone!" The Mastiff Tiger Monarch tightened the big knife in his hand, and for some reason, looking at Yang Jiao at this time, he was slightly afraid.

"Really?" the corners of Yang Jiao's mouth raised a beautiful arc, and the will of the forbidden immortal finally came out of his body.

At the moment when the Mastiff Tiger Monarch was shocked, a sharp sword had already slashed in front of him. He quickly raised the mountain opener and held it across his chest.

"Boom-"

After a loud bang, his body was blasted out again, and the fierce sharp power even broke through the layers of protection outside his body, causing him to be seriously injured directly.

"What's going on?" the Mastiff Tiger Monarch was taken aback, just now his powerful will of the Fifth Heaven was blessed on the Great Sword, but when the two swords intersected, it only increased the strength of the Three Heavens.

"Although the will of the forbidden immortal is strange and unpredictable, for the golden immortal who has reached the will into the body, regardless of the quality of his will, it cannot be completely imprisoned, and can only play a weakening role. ”

Thinking slightly in his heart, Yang Jiao immediately smiled: "But this level is enough to deal with the current situation." ”

The power of the five turns of Xuan Gong is equivalent to the fivefold Heavenly Golden Immortal, and the full burst of the fusion will is comparable to the will of the Quadruple Heavenly Golden Immortal, coupled with his terrifying peerless sword technique, the comprehensive strength is not inferior to the Mastiff Tiger Monarch at this time.

More importantly, the Mastiff Sovereign's strength at this time does not come entirely from himself, but only needs to-

While thinking about it, Yang Jiao's figure appeared beside the Green Wolf King like a ghost, and the big sword was raised high, slashing straight down at the shocked Green Wolf King.

"I knew you would fight this kind of idea!" An angry tiger roar sounded, and the figure of the Mastiff Tiger Monarch instantly appeared in front of the Blue Wolf King, and the big sword was raised high, slashing at Yang Jiao's big knife.

Yang Jiao's eyes showed a hint of mockery, and the big knife collided with the Mastiff Tiger Monarch fiercely, and then his body rushed out with the momentum, and the big knife spun around his body, and went straight to the Goshawk King beside the Green Wolf King with even more terrifying power.

"Do you dare-" The Mastiff Tiger Sovereign's angry voice sounded, but although his speed was faster than Yang Jiao, Yang Jiao's knife just now temporarily paralyzed his body, although it was only a very short moment, but he lost the opportunity to rescue the Goshawk King.

"It seems that you have completely forgotten what I said three months ago!" the indifferent voice sounded in the ears of the Goshawk King, and before the fear in his eyes could expand, the extremely sharp blade slashed through his neck and tossed the great head high.

"You dare—"

Seeing the Goshawk King's head rising into the sky, the Mastiff Tiger Monarch suddenly roared wildly, and his figure flickered and slashed out all over the sky, enveloping Yang Jiao.

Yang Jiao turned the blade, and a big knife danced impenetrable, blocking all the swords of the Mastiff and Tiger Monarch.

In terms of martial arts, Yang Jiao confidently threw out several hundred thousand mountains of Mastiff and Tiger Sovereign.

The Mastiff Tiger Monarch roared wildly, and the terrifying power of the Seven Heavenly Golden Immortals was finally fully released, pouring all the Yang Jiao under the sword.

Yang Jiao's eyes were extremely calm, and he calmly brandished the big knife, and the black sword rays accurately blocked all the mastiff and tiger monarch's blades.

Every time he collided, Yang Jiao's body would tremble violently, after all, it was the powerful power of the Sevenfold Heavenly Golden Immortal, even if his Xuangong five-turn body coupled with exquisite discharging skills, it still couldn't be perfectly defended.

The Mastiff Tiger Monarch attacked frantically, but he himself was not completely uninjured. With each collision, an extremely thin blade entered his body along the broadsword.

"Boom, boom, boom—"

A terrifying collision sounded, and the violent wave of qi caused the surrounding area to retreat slightly, even if it was as strong as a hydra.

The sound of the collision gradually thinned out, and the movements of Yang Jiao and the Mastiff Tiger Monarch gradually slowed down, bearing the impact of the other party again and again, even if they were as strong as them at the moment, they couldn't bear it.

"Yang Jiao, how much strength do you have left? Don't hold on. The Mastiff Tiger Sovereign's face was extremely gloomy, and he said in a deep voice: "As long as you admit defeat to me and withdraw from the 100,000 Great Mountain, I can be the master and spare your life today!"

"Spare my life?" Yang Jiao smiled slightly, "My life has always been in my own hands!"

"Really?" the Mastiff Tiger Monarch looked at Yang Jiao and said, "Even if you don't care about your own life, there are still 200,000 troops on the canyon who have given your lives, and you don't care?"

"It's because I care that I can't lose!" Yang Jiao slammed his big knife: "Come on, fight again!"

Before the words fell, the body had already rushed out again.

Seeing Yang Jiao attack again, the Mastiff Tiger Monarch's face finally changed greatly, this time he did not meet it brazenly, but chose to retreat.

During the short rest just now, Yang Jiao suppressed the injuries in his body, but the Mastiff Tiger Monarch did not successfully suppress the fusion will sword that Yang Jiao sent into his body, in terms of recovery power, even if the Mastiff Tiger Monarch was a Fivefold Heavenly Golden Immortal, he was far from being able to compare with Yang Jiao, who had cultivated to the fifth turn of the Nine Turns Xuangong.