Great Emperor Myriad

"Is the prefecture-level martial arts Jiuyang big handprint? Brother Liu won this time!"

The eyes of the disciples of Sun and Moon Xingchen Zong showed a hint of excitement, and said quickly. 【】

Ling Xiao also moved his gaze. He also knew the martial art of Jiuyang's big handprint. He was known for his fierceness and unmatched power. If the divine power from Zhiyang to Gang was full, it would be even stronger than Vajra.

However, although the strong handprint of the Jiuyang is strong, Liu Yang has not practiced to a satisfactory level. I am afraid that he is still much worse in the face of the cold front.

Bang!

The fists and the swords collide, the void blasts, the endless swords sweep across all directions, and the nine bright suns in the void traverse the sky, destroying all the swords and suppressing them towards the cold front.

"I knew, ha ha ha... Brother Liu is going to win!"

A disciple of Sun, Moon, and Star Sect said in surprise.

I just felt that the six-fold cultivation practice of Leng Feng's Master Realm made them both shocked and jealous. Leng Feng was younger than many of them, but the cultivation practice was stronger than them, making them the holy place disciples who were above all in ordinary times. receive a blow.

Now, when they see that Leng Feng is about to lose, they all have an inexplicable thrill in their hearts.

However, the appearance of Leng Feng has not changed, and it is still cold and indifferent.

boom!

Those broken swords in the void actually had a breath of destruction that rose slowly, and the cold front was full of sword, pure and powerful, even echoing the destruction of the void.

A black sword awn floated on the top of the cold front. The sharp breath made people look at it and felt cold all over the body.

"Break through!"

With the cold voice of the cold front, the knife above his head moved instantly.

Whoosh!

It seemed that the Tianhe River traversed the void, and it was white and immaculate, and it was almost to the extreme. It instantly shattered the nine-day cross-sky vision transformed by the Jiuyang Handprint.

Daoman trembled, exuding a mysterious luster in the void, like a white line, separating the sky dome, breaking through the darkness, and falling down towards Liu Yang.

"what?!"

Liu Yang's expression changed dramatically, and he felt a fatal crisis looming over him, his hair all standing up, and his eyes were full of incredible looks.

The cold sword of Feng Ming was shattered by his big handprint of Jiuyang, but what is the knife that is coming soon?

Liu Yang was too late to think about it. The dark golden light in his hand flickered, punching out with a punch.

Click!

Leng Feng slashed Liu Yang's fist print with a knife, and his eyes were like iron, slicing on his fist, and suddenly a bright rune flickered, accompanied by a flare of blood.

Liu Yangru was struck by lightning, his red robe was broken, his face was extremely pale, and he was cut out by dozens of feet from the cold front, and his eyes were full of terrified looks.

On his palms, blood was dripping with sharp blades, and the gloves on his palms became dull and severely damaged.

This glove is Liu Yang's only top-grade treasure. He suffered such a great injury that made Liu Yang feel very painful.

At the same time, he was also fortunate in his heart. If it were not because of the glove on his palm, I am afraid that this hand will be slashed by the cold front!

How can there be such a horrible knife in the world?

Tolerate the world, destroy the sky, the sword is unmatched, and I am invincible!

The scene was as silent as death.

Especially the disciples of Sun, Moon, and Xingchen Sect were still cheering, but at the moment they seemed to be strangled by their necks, their eyes squinted round, and they couldn’t believe their eyes.

Brother Liu actually lost? Losing to the hands of an unknown youth makes them seem to be in a dream.

After a short period of shock, the disciples of Changshengmen began to cheer and jump up, looking at Ling Xiao's eyes full of worship.

Ling Xiao's men are so strong, how can their son be weak? I'm afraid it will only be stronger!

"Now, I want to ask, do you agree?"

Ling Xiao looked at the unbelievable face of Liu Yang, his expression was indifferent, and returned what they had asked Deng Yalin intact.

There was a trace of anger and rage on Liu Yang's face, but Leng Feng's gaze was full of fear and fear.

"Ling Xiao, what are you so arrogant about? You have the ability to fight against me and let others take action. What is the skill?"

Liu Yang shouted loudly inside.

"Fight against me, are you sure?"

Ling Xiao's eyes flashed, and there was a gleam of bright light flashing.

Xia Huang and others are all showing strange colors. Is Liu Yang really flooding his brain? Can't even fight Leng Feng, and want to fight Ling Xiao?

However, Ling Xiao’s appearance is indeed deceptive. Sheng Xue in white, has a long and slender figure. Although he is very handsome and handsome, but he looks like a 15- or 16-year-old boy, he smiles beautifully and brilliantly. It really does not seem to be a strong genius. .

"Of course, if you do it yourself, if you can't beat you in three moves, even if I lose!"

After being glanced at by Ling Xiao, Liu Yang felt a tremor in his heart, as if he was being stared at by a powerful beast, but he was not willing to lose face and said with courage.

Where can this fifteen-six-year-old boy be even stronger?

Rumble!

At this moment, a flaming chariot came in the distance, emitting an ancient and powerful breath.

Zhao Ritian was chopped on the flame chariot, the golden robe hunted, standing with his hand down, his face all proud.

"Brother Zhao, why are you here?"

Liu Yang and others flashed their eyes, and suddenly showed a look of extreme surprise, and quickly shouted.

Whoosh!

Zhao Ritian returned the flame chariot to the storage treasure, jumped from the void, and fell beside Ling Xiao.

"Ling Xiao, what on earth are you willing to return to me?"

Zhao Ritian ignored Liu Yang and others and walked to Ling Xiao with a licked face, trying to squeeze out a smile.

The disciples of Sun, Moon, and Xingchenzong, such as Liu Yang, were all a little stunned. What happened? Why did Zhao Ritian and Ling Xiao get together?

"Brother Zhao~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Do you know Ling Xiao? He abolished Zhao Hai's cultivation behavior and spoke badly to my Sun, Moon, and Star Sect. He also asked Brother Zhao to make the decision for us. Let me teach this kid! "

Liu Yang bowed his hand to Zhao Ritian and said respectfully.

"Abolished Zhao Hai? He was a bastard. I was not surprised! But are you sure you want to do something with him?"

Zhao Ritian glanced at the abolished young man in red robe and gave Liu Yang a surprised look.

"I want to fight him fair, Brother Zhao, is there any problem?"

Liu Yang was confused by Zhao Ritian.

Zhao Ritian glared at Liu Yang and said, "I said, did your kid's brain get into the water? Didn't Sister Moon God tell you? Even the Snake Skyfall of Ten Thousand Beast Gates was defeated in Ling Xiao's hands, do you think Are you stronger than Snake Sky?"

"What? Snake Skyfall really lost in Ling Xiao's hands?"

The disciples of Liu Yang and other stars of Sun, Moon, and Xingchen Zong changed their faces.