The God of Sky & Earth

Without huge vitality, bloody tempering, and one's own comprehension, both are indispensable, otherwise it is impossible to do it.

And there is a terrible force under that punch, like layers of shock waves, endless, there are seven different forces in one punch, making it difficult for Situ Muyang to resist the continuous force I almost vomited blood.

At this time, Situ Muyang really realized that this guy in front of him is very troublesome. What the old man said is right. Among the direct disciples of the Divine Sword Sect, there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers. Some people are unfathomable. Recently, there is an outer disciple. Very tough.

"You really surprised me, enough for me to use my real strength!"

Situ Muyang was just Su Yi, with his hair flying, his eyes frighteningly radiant, and the soles of his feet touched the ground, launching an offensive towards Su Yi again.

"Do your best!"

Su Yi's robes fluttered, his expression remained unchanged, he raised his arms, the vitality of the soles of his feet flitted out, and he stepped out with ever-changing steps, his vitality surged like a wave, and he immediately fought with Situ Muyang.

Situ Muyang did his best, he wanted to subdue this young man to become his follower, he wanted to tell his father that the disciples in the entire Divine Sword Sect were nothing more than that, although he was young, he was worthy of a heavy responsibility.

Su Yi was probing, wanting to know the true strength and identity of this black-robed boy.

For such a young man to be able to enter the Wanjian battlefield, his martial arts and martial arts are all extraordinary, and his physical skills are absolutely extraordinary.

"boom!"

Situ Muyang's offensive was fierce and unparalleled, he stretched out his arms, appeared at an inconceivable angle at an extremely fast speed, and punched Su Yi.

In terms of speed, Su Yi is really not afraid of those with the same level of cultivation, not to mention that this black-robed boy is only at the second level of Yuanling Realm, Su Yi has been just testing.

Fuyao moved sideways quickly, Su Yi dodged the blow, and punched out, until the red light swept across, the scorching heat roared.

Situ Muyang's body was slightly heavy, and he dodged it in an instant. The aftermath of Su Yi's punch hit a boulder, smashing it into pieces and sending dust flying.

Su Yi was secretly startled, this black-robed boy was at the second level of the Yuanling Realm, but his combat power surprised Su Yi time and time again.

The fighting power of the black-robed boy is not what an ordinary second-level Yuanling Realm cultivator should have.

Without a doubt, Su Yi reckoned that if he was also at the second level of Yuanling Realm, if he wanted to deal with this black-robed boy, he would have to do his best, and it would definitely be very difficult.

Moreover, this young man in black robe seems to be getting braver as he fights, and he seems to have a hole card.

"It's so strong!"

Xu Jiahui, Zhang Qing, Liu Ji and others have already retreated far away, and they don't even have the qualifications to be affected.

Looking at the fierce confrontation between the two teenagers in front of them from a distance, the speed was fast and the attack was fierce, one was domineering and majestic, the other was vicious, making Zhang Qing and others tremble with fear.

These two teenagers are too tough, and while they are shocked, they are also ashamed.

"grumble……"

A fierce bird neighed, and under Situ Muyang's feet, there was a phantom black roc spreading its wings and soaring into the air.

The phantom of the black roc was like a living thing, spreading its wings several feet, filled with black light, illuminating the sky, hissing through the clouds and cracking rocks, its fierce eyes like a small blood moon, filled with a fierce and terrifying aura.

"Aww..."

When such a phantom of a black roc bird appeared, under the power of the beast, the wild monsters present, such as the Xuanyang Golden Demon Falcon, the Black Underworld Demon Mastiff, the Earth-Splitting Overlord Bear, etc., roared for it and felt a kind of suppression.

"Vital energy transforms into form, the dark black roc!"

Su Yi was also quite surprised. This is the form of vitality, condensed into the animal form. It seems simple, but in fact it is quite complicated. The stronger the animal form, the harder it is to condense!

Youxu Heipeng, this is a real demon beast. Its bloodline level is stronger than Xuanyang Golden Demon Falcon and Black Underworld Demon Mastiff.

If you want to condense what kind of beast shape, you must have enough understanding of that wild monster, and more importantly, you need a drop of blood essence from that wild monster! "For example, if you want to condense such a Youxu Heipeng phantom, you must know Youxu Heipeng very well, and more importantly, you must have a drop of Youxu Heipeng's blood to succeed.

This young man in black robes actually has the blood of the monster clan like Youxu Heipeng. This identity is self-evident, and he definitely has a great background in the Divine Sword Sect.

"continue!"

Situ Muyang's expression was calm, but his eyes were full of fighting intent. His eyes were bright, his hair was already scattered, and he stepped on the phantom of a black roc soaring into the sky. The black light was surging and ferocious, and he swooped down towards Su Yi. Repression came.

This kind of momentum soared, sand and rocks flew around, and energy swept across, as if the surrounding void was also in turmoil.

Su Yi's eyes are heavy. At this moment, under such a Youxu black roc, complementing this black-robed young man, I am afraid that an ordinary third-level Yuanling Realm cultivator may not be able to compete. This young man is really not ordinary. strong.

But Su Yi was not afraid, he didn't move, watching the phantom who swooped down and suppressed with the aura of a small storm, suddenly raised his arms, clenched his five fingers, and there was a terrifying force on his fist The power of vitality is like an erupting volcano, and it immediately exploded towards the huge Youxu Heipeng phantom.

The light erupted, and the fist suddenly burst into light as if it swelled up, and there was a clear clang of wind and thunder, with a huge pressure resounding like the awakening of the overlord, and the coming of the emperor.

"Huh la la..." The force surged away, causing the surrounding space to feel a sense of fluctuation.

At this moment, Youxu Heipeng seemed to have sensed something, and in the blood moon-like pupils, a frightening look burst out in an instant.

"Aww..."

At this moment, the wild monsters around were also trembling and roaring endlessly.

The punch collided with the huge Youxu Heipeng phantom, and an unusually violent energy exploded in the low-altitude collision, and the energy shot away like a storm.

The phantom of Youxu Heipeng collapsed in the horror of his eyes, and black light erupted, blooming like a black sun.

"Huh la la..." The strong wind swept through, like a storm passing by, flying sand and rocks, and the void in front of him was blurred.

The figure of the black-robed boy was lost in front of him, and he was enveloped by the surrounding storm.

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Su Yi's figure swayed slightly, and then he stabilized his figure, his robe fluttered, his hair fluttered, and an aura of majesty and destruction pervaded the air.

When the line of sight in front gradually became clear, a bright white light diffused out, forming a halo, suspended in mid-air, and a figure enveloped it, with extraordinary power and blazing light.

This figure was the black-robed boy, but at this moment, the body of the black-robed boy was covered with a set of bright and pure white armor.

Pieces of armor covered Situ Muyang's whole body like feathers, even covering his head, only a small half of his face was exposed.

The armor glows, and the breath is ancient.

The most peculiar thing is that behind this armor, there is a pair of white wings, extremely agile, the wings expand, and the edges are like blades, shining coldly.