The bright red hot blood wet the sleeves and flowed down the arm to the back of the hand, the long stick changed hands, and the right hand shook, and the bright red blood turned into a blood mist and diffused in the air, which was quickly washed clean by the rain, and the stagnant water in the ring was filled with this pale red.

"Smack!"

Dodge the pursuit of the two quickly, as long as you jump outward, you can leave the ring, and you will not be chased by the two Yuke again. But then you can only survive for a while, and if you want to be safe, you must continue to fight.

"Snort!"

The earthy yellow shadow of the spear swept by, the condensed true yuan was abrasive, and the mist sounded, Yang Qing suppressed the panic in his heart, the pain in his shoulder and the rain washing over his head made him calm down, not to fight back, the shoulder muscles trembled, and the bleeding stopped, and the blood on his right hand had been cleaned up by the rain, and with a wipe on the wet chest, three small pills of Huandan fell into his palm, and he didn't look closely, but stuffed it into his mouth.

"Snort!"

The earthy yellow spear and the aqua-blue single knife shot out.

How could the speed of the body movement be comparable to the attack speed of the magic weapon, Yang Qing didn't try to race with the magic weapon, his body pounced forward during the run, and then rolled sideways.

"Whew!"

The half-hem of the waist swirled against the stagnant water in the ring, and the rain soaked in the robe turned into fine droplets as the body turned, and poured out.

"Smack!"

The two magic weapons passed by, and the rotating body was even faster. The power of the rotation and the strength of the arm were superimposed, and the long stick Wulie brought up a black curtain and slashed at the knife and gun that was about to return to slash.

"Bang!"

The strong horizontal force of the long stick Wulie slashed out the earthy yellow spear and the aqua blue single knife that had never increased in speed.

"Boom!"

The true elements in the two magic weapons were scattered, and the divine sense was difficult to manipulate, like broken copper and iron, they flew to the side of the ring, and the water splashed everywhere, and several stone slags were smashed on the surface of Bai Gangyan.

The spear and the single knife fell into the stagnant water, and they still trembled and did not get wet!

Every move in the ring was shrouded in the divine consciousness of the children of the three parties, seeing this situation, they neither exclaimed nor helped, the four of the Zhan family and the Yu family fought even more fiercely with Ye Hua and Ye Renxuan, and the stagnant water under their feet was already blood-red.

"Smack!"

His right hand slapped the ground, his body stopped rotating, and he stood up, the wound on his shoulder was washed white by the rain, and the three-inch-long wound was slowly repaired by Xiao Huandan's medicinal power.

Up to this moment, Yang Qing had not used his strongest strength, the reason was that once his strength made the Zhan family and the Yu family feel jealous, then he would rush over and kill Yang Qing from among the people who fought with Ye Hua and the others.

"Tear up!"

Another aqua blue single knife, Yang Qing couldn't dodge, and a foot-long wound was added to his chest again, but fortunately, it only cut the skin, and the blood was stopped before it could seep out.

However, it affects the play of strength!

"Snort!"

There was a water vapor riot in the ring, and a water-blue meteor dragged a long tail, and its speed was a point faster than that of a single knife, following closely behind a single knife.

"Peng!"

The water-blue meteor was captured by Yang Qing's divine sense, but his body was still unable to dodge, and when he closed his legs and bent his arms to protect his side, the meteor had already hit him.

"Wow!"

The meteor collapsed, Yang Qing's face tensed, and the ground on one foot slid backwards half a foot away, and the stagnant water was ploughed by the soles of his feet and splashed. "Huh?" "Surprised, the aqua blue mist turned by the meteor did not dissipate, but wrapped around the whole body.

It's like being stuck in a quagmire, like being bound by a huge net.

"Bang!"

The whole body exerts strength, and the sound of the water-blue mist breaking is like a rope breaking, and the broken mist is constantly repairing, at this time, he is like a layer of water-blue gauze, the gauze is tough, and can repair itself.

"Snort!"

The earthy yellow mist gathered, and the water vapor in the ring couldn't help but surge to the side, and in less than three breaths, a translucent earthy yellow palm that was larger than an adult stretched out from the ground of the white rock.

The earthy yellow fingers trembled slightly, like a living person, and the ground of the white rock was the wrist.

The palm of the hand seems to be clumsy, but the speed is extremely fast, moving against the skin of Bai Gangyan, and in the blink of an eye, it is in front of him, and he does not hesitate to shoot it!

The two monks of the Zhan family and the Yu family in the late stage of the Soul Determination were locked on the gray space ring on the ten fingers of Yang Qing's right hand, while the true yuan restlessness in Ye Cheng'an's body seemed to be boiling, and the joints of his fists turned white.

Ye Lingfei's mother and daughter looked uneasy, and stood on tiptoe to watch the ring, the water vapor was cloudy, there were only various colors of light, how could they tell who was who, in this situation in the ring, the divine sense of the weaker monks would be stirred up by the surging true yuan and heaven and earth aura when they penetrated in.

Ye Hua, Ye Renxuan, and the four sons of the Zhan family and the Yu family suspended the attacks on their hands, allowing the blood to run down their robes and leave their expressions different.

Ye Hua and Ye Renxuan were afraid that Yang Qing would crush the space ring in despair, while the children of the Zhan family and the Yu family were waiting for the result and considering whether to snatch the space ring after Yang Qing's death.

For a while, people who understand the reason can't help but raise their hearts to their throats.

"Peng!"

This loud noise made the ring shake, and the ring trembled, the raindrops shattered, the mist surged, and the stagnant water less than an inch deep surged like a wave.

The earthy yellow palm is broken!

It was when it was blatant that it was taken.

What turned it into a surging earthy air stream was the ten pitch-black stick shadows between his hands, which were almost at the same time.

The strength of Yang Qing's arms is more than 10,000 jin in one place, and the second layer of "Extreme Strength" is close to Xiaocheng, which increases the strength on the arm by nearly half, and the beast makes its strength double again, although the strength is too great, the use of the strength of the whole body becomes weaker, the strength is difficult to use as expected, and the power of the stormy waves drops sharply, and the power of these ten stick shadows superimposed in one place is also about 30,000 catties, which can resist the spells of the monks in the early stage of the spirit determination, but he was only slightly injured.

"Extreme Strength" doubled Yang Qing's strength!

When the earthy yellow palm shattered, a black long stick was also thrown away, and Yang Qing, whose face was like gold paper and his eyes were closed, rose into the air along with the long stick.

Just when everyone was stunned, a low, hoarse whistling sound sounded!

"Whew!"

The earthy yellow air flow was still rolling, the broken body of the black robe was still in the air, but the closed eyes suddenly opened, a pair of red eyes overflowing with red light, a slightly rough face was already covered with tiger stripes, and a pair of fangs glowed with cold light in the roar.

Before the violent roar could be heard in the ring, a pale red, half-human-high iron longbow appeared in the tiger-striped palm with sharp claws, and three light gray arrows were placed on top of the longbow.

"Squeak!"

The muscles trembled under the clear tiger striped skin, and the wound that was slowly healing opened again, but there was no blood left. The longbow of the full moon made a groaning sound, and the turbid currents of black, yellow, and blue climbed up the arrows with only arrows left.

By the time the two fingers that clenched the feathers of the arrow withdrew their strength, the arrow on the pale red bowstring had disappeared.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh"

The sound of breaking through the air was as sharp as a whistle! The speed of the arrow was already faster than that of the pre-Soul Meditation monk's imperial weapon attack.

"Click!" an arrow missed, sinking half a foot into the hard Bai Gangyan ring, and took the lead in making a short and crisp sound.

"Poof!, ding" A child of the Yu family holding a long sword was pierced through his chest in shock, his body shook slightly, the arrow did not enter the ring half a foot, and the blood hole with the thickness of his thumb on his chest was shining brightly!

"Ding!, poof!, ding!" "The monk in the early stage of the Soul Fixation had a much stronger reaction speed than that of the Purple Mansion Realm, and the fear on Ye Hua's face floated up again before it disappeared, and the long sword with fiery red light slashed upwards diagonally! When it touched the feathers of the arrow, his expression did not have time to change, and the arrow with a slightly changed trajectory hit his left arm, and the arrow sank into the ground four inches, and only a small arm connected to the muscles was about to fall when he swung it!

It seems that the situation of the forearm that he didn't feel, Ye Hua's eyes were round in pain, and Zhenyuan was raging on the surface of his body!

All this happened too fast, and only then did everyone know what was happening, and Yang Qing's body was still flying, and when it reached the highest point, there was a brief pause, and when his body trembled and was about to fall, three arrows appeared on the string again!

Full Moon, Off the Strings!

The monks of the Spirit Determination Realm can only use magic weapons to block, and they can't dodge if they want to, and the same is true for the meniscus monks of the Zhan family.

"Ding, poof, poof"

Six people fight in one place, the distance is very close, you can shoot without aiming!

Three arrows are wound again, full moon, and off the string!

"Poof, poof, ding!"

Nine arrows were shot out, all of which were stuck diagonally in Bai Gangyan's ring.

"Poof!"

Yang Qing's red pupils didn't blink, he fell to the ground, his body trembled, and blood mist spurted from his tiger-like mouth and melted into the stagnant water.

"Poof!, poof!!"

The muffled sound of three falls sounded, and the water splashed everywhere!

Among the six people, the one who can still stand is Ye Renxuan, the disciple of the Zhan family who fell to the side of the scimitar, and a disciple of the Yu family who has a wood spirit root, although the three of them are not seriously injured, but it is Zhenyuan who is tumbling endlessly, looking painful, staring straight at Yang Qing, retreating under his feet, and jumping off the ring!

And Ye Hua, who weighs two arrows, is dead!

"Smack!"

Yang Qing's face was covered with tiger stripes, he couldn't see what kind of expression it was, his right palm slapped the ground, his body bounced up, his feet kicked violently, leaving a drop of water, and went straight to Yu Ke and the others, the speed was unprecedentedly fast.

"Whew!"

The two of them took out the magic weapon, Zhenyuan agitated, and the imperial weapon rose!

"Whew!"

A low, hoarse tiger roar echoed in his throat, and he took out the last arrow and pulled it into a full moon!

The Monk Imperial Weapon of the Spirit Realm flies, its attack power decreases, but its flexibility is improved, and the upper body sways from side to side, making it difficult to lock. The arrow flickered, and 'whoosh!' shot out.

"Poof!"

The Zhan family's double sword purple mansion realm monk failed to raise ten zhang, so he died!

As soon as the arrow passed through, it continued to shoot in the air, as for where it flew and whether it would hurt others, Yang Qing would not think about it at this time!

Yu Ke looked shocked and angry, rose into the air about twenty zhang, took out an earthy yellow long sword, and waved the Dao sword light!

The sword light is less than half a zhang, but it is dense!

"Click, click, click"

Yang Qing's black warrior suit was wet, shattered, his body flashed rapidly, and the sword light that shot from twenty zhang away slashed the rocks under his feet into flying stones!

"Whew!"

Yang Qing dodged and pulled out the nine arrows inserted in the ring, all of which were no longer usable!

Finding the long stick Wulie, he roared, looking for an opportunity to pull the long stick out of the spirit.

Ten arrows have been used up, and it is almost impossible to knock them down with a long stick, but Yuke, if he is not careful, he will be cut into two pieces by the sword light, and he can only passively dodge!

Killing a child of the Yu family, Yu Ke's anger can be imagined, sword light criss-crossed, and there are spells coming at him.

Such a fierce attack almost did not stop, and if you were a little slower or take a wrong step, you would be in a different place.

The earthy yellow air flow filled the light rain, and the true yuan seemed to be inexhaustible!

"Whew!"

Roaring, nimble and dodging at breakneck speed.

The meaning of inducing evil qi and violence is crazy and surging, and only the wisdom of geography remains, and the thought is slow!

"Whew!"

The violence in my heart is surging, dodge quickly, and jump out of the ring in embarrassment!