The Most Powerful Young Man

Xiao Yao walked forward step by step.

The surrounding environment is constantly changing.

One step forward, you may still be in a barren mountain.

Next, I climbed on the snow-capped mountains again, with snowflakes flying all over the sky, and I could really feel the chill.

Going one step further, the scene changes suddenly. At this moment, there is a crater in front of me, and I will fall into it accidentally.

However, Xiao Yao didn't mean to walk cautiously on thin ice, he still hurried hurriedly.

The fragmented voice never stopped.

When those scenes were changing, the original scenes fell like pieces of broken glass.

It fell to the ground, but there were no traces.

"Xuanyuan Jiuzhong, you want to trap me, can you have this?"

Along with a roar, a purple beam of light rushed out of Xiao Yao's body.

Straight into the blue sky.

Lifting his head, what he saw was a huge hole.

As if the beam of light penetrated through, it was Yunxiao.

Just when the magic circle was destroyed, Xuanyuan Jiuzhong suddenly appeared in front of him, smashing Xiao Yao out with a punch.

Even though Xiao Yao had prepared himself, he still failed to be able to completely present himself. After this retreat, he retreated to several tens of feet away.

Xiao Yao got up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

"I thought that this magic circle could kill you directly, but now it seems that I still underestimate you." Xuanyuan Jiuzhong said helplessly.

Although the punch just now severely damaged Xiao Yao, it was far from reaching his expectations.

He originally thought that this was his biggest turning point.

As long as we grasp this point and leave Xiao Yao's body here, it is not a problem.

However, Xiao Yao broke through the magic circle he laid down with all his energy in a very short time.

It seems that Xiao Yao's use of the magic circle is no less than that of him.

Xiao Yao sneered and said, "You have been dormant for so long, and you have tossed out such a broken thing?"

If this were the case, Xuanyuan Jiuzhong would definitely sneer if he said it from someone else's mouth. However, Xiao Yao just broke his magic circle, and the other party said such words, there is really no problem at all.

People have this qualification.

Xuanyuan Jiuzhong sneered and continued to charge towards Xiao Yao.

Above his head, a phantom rose rapidly.

It was a wolf with fiery red wings.

Xiao Yao broke it with a sword.

However, the Dharma image did not completely die away, the spiritual energy was still gathering, and a flood dragon quickly condensed.

"Do you think you have a flood dragon?" Xuanyuan Jiuzhong roared.

He kicked it down, leaving a huge hole in the ground.

In an instant, thunder and lightning flashed.

The magical dragon was hidden in the deep pit.

The soil in front of Xiao Yao suddenly burst.

The Jiaolong came out of the ground again, opened his mouth in the blood basin, and bit towards Xiao Yao.

Xiao Yao stood in the mouth of the dragon, stretched out his hand, propped up the upper and lower jaws, and was taken into the air by the dragon.

Suddenly, the mysterious iron sword fell off Xiao Yao's hand, turned into a golden glow, and escaped into the Jiaolong body.

Then came the flesh and blood.

Those flesh and blood have not yet landed, but quickly disappeared, reunited and formed.

This time, it was a fire phoenix.

Xiao Yao raised the long sword, furiously, Tengfei caught up with Huofeng, and the sword chopped off Huofeng's head.

Xuanyuan Jiuzhong, who was still standing in the distance, looked increasingly ugly.

Every time he condenses the Fa-phase, he is consuming the spiritual energy in his body.

After all, he condensed the Dharma form, which is naturally closely related to his physical body.

This time, the Faxiang did not continue to condense, and the spiritual energy escaped into Xuanyuan Nineth Layer's body again.

"Wen Tian, ​​borrow a sword!"

Xuanyuan Jiuzhong roared, sweating profusely.

A beam of thunder smashed in front of Xuanyuan Jiuzhong.

After a while of dust flying, the thunder light did not dissipate, but slowly condensed and formed into a long sword, with dense thunder marks on the blade.

When a sword was swung, there was lightning and thunder again.

With a "boom" in Xiao Yao's ear, his divine consciousness received a huge impact.

"Lei Yin's ears!"

Xiao Yao's body retreated again and again.

Above the head and between the clouds, the dense electric pillars seemed to have eyes long, smashing towards the place Xiao Yao was located.

"Did you see it? Heaven helps me!"

Xiao Yao stretched out his hand and pinched out one of the bolts of thunder and lightning.

He wrestled with the sky.

After all the lightning and thunder were gone, the sun shone on the earth again.

"Not to mention, it's just the power of heaven and earth that you are pulling, transformed into it."

"Even if Heaven is really helping you, so what?"

"I want to kill you, who dares to stop?"

"kill!"

All the spiritual light condenses and takes shape.

Tens of thousands of dragon elephants swept in.

"A hundred thousand dragon elephants..."

"Tread off the spine of the fairy!"

Xiao Yao was hoarse, hovering in the air, slowly falling, like a withered leaf.

Sway in the wind.

Xuanyuan Jiuzhong was no longer calm, and was submerged in the dragon elephant group.

Finally, a blasting sound came from below.

Countless dragon elephants were smashed.

Xuanyuan Jiuzhong punched it in the air.

With every punch, there was a flame of fire.

Xiao Yao put away his facial features and began to form a sword formation again, striking the spiritual wall that Xuanyuan Jiuzhong had formed just now.

The dense sword array fell on the spiritual wall like raindrops.

Although the spiritual wall transformed by Xuanyuan Nineth Layer hadn't broken yet, the opponent's body had retreated again and again.

And left a deep gully on the ground.

But Xuanyuan Jiuzhong could not touch the ground.

This is entirely caused by the tumbling air waves.

After Xuanyuan Nineth Layer swung away the spirit wall, his body rushed directly into the sword formation.

Everything is ready to go.

He opened his mouth, swallowed one of the sword shadows, and then stretched out his hand to grab a sharp sword and broke it all into pieces.

"Xiao Yao, why stop me!"

Xuanyuan Jiuzhong let out a hysterical roar.

His eyes became extremely scary at this time.

A piece of scarlet.

Blood surged from every pore.

In the blink of an eye, the original Xuanyuan Jiuzhong had already become a blood man.

Born in blood.

The blood on his body dripped down, as if he had been given life, and it did not dissipate immediately.

But drop by drop, it began to condense and form.

The hilt came out.

The blade is slowly forming.

Xiao Yao's face changed.

He rushed towards Xuanyuan Ninth Layer.

Although he didn't know what Xuanyuan Jiuzhong's trick was.

But he sensed the crisis from that weird sword.

Reality is not a TV series, let alone a cartoon.

He is not the kind of two-hundred-five positive and villain, he has to wait for the opponent's big move CD to finish before launching a charge.

Isn't that just for death?

He rushed to Xuanyuan Jiuzhong, but was blasted out by Xuanyuan Jiuzhong's punch.

He also didn't expect that Xuanyuan Jiuzhong's one punch was so terrifying.

Xiao Yao's body withdrew for dozens of miles.

When he started to charge again, he unexpectedly discovered that his opponent, Xuanyuan Jiuzhong, had only the cultivation base of the seventh-level master.

When he charged again and was cut off by Xuanyuan Jiuzhong, the opponent became a sixth-level master again.

"Consumption of cultivation base, in exchange for this punch, just to stop me?"

Xiao Yao's pupils shrank suddenly.

It was hard for him to imagine how far Xuanyuan Jiuzhong had reached and that he had to pay such a heavy price.

Is it just to condense that sword?

Xiao Yao rushed to Xuanyuan Nine Layers once again, and at the same time offset the power of a punch with the strange fire, and rushed away again after his foot hit the ground.

This time, Xuanyuan Jiuzhong threw two punches in a row.

Has reached the cultivation base of the four masters.

"Crazy, crazy!" Xiao Yao's whole body is not well.

It is difficult for him to understand Xuanyuan Jiuzhong's thoughts.

Even if Xuanyuan Jiuzhong really died in the end, he won the victory.

so what?

Could it be that how long will it take for a four-fold master to return to the top?

What's more, this was still when the **** pill in Xuanyuan Ninth Layer's body was destroyed.

The former Xuanyuan Nineth Layer's cultivation speed was so fast, and it had a close relationship with the Divine Pill in his body.

Now that there is no **** pill, even if Xuanyuan Jiuzhong has excellent talents, at this age, I want to cultivate to the peak of the late stage of the nine-level master...

At least it will take hundreds of years!

He panicked.

Even if he has always been a person who is not afraid of death.

He was thinking about how terrifying the sword Xuanyuan Jiuzhong was congealing.

If it was just an ordinary trick, Xuanyuan Jiuzhong had no need to pay such a high price.

"Do you think this sword can really kill me?" Xiao Yao asked.

The sound spreads for miles.

After a moment of silence, Xuanyuan Jiuzhong laughed.

"My sword can destroy a city."

"What are you fighting against?"

Xiao Yao did not continue to charge.

On the one hand, it is because that sword has gradually taken shape.

The other reason was that the fists Xuanyuan Jiuzhong had thrown before had already caused him a certain amount of damage.

If you continue to charge...

Even if Xuanyuan's Ninth Layer's cultivation base is exhausted, what can we do?

Can you block the next sword?

Therefore, he is slowly accumulating strength.

Preparing to meet, Xuanyuan Jiu Zhong said that the so-called sword that could break a city with one sword.

At this moment, Qingqiu Dynasty.

Jiang Guo.

Wei Guo.

Beilu...

All the cultivators couldn't help but looked in one direction.

Especially Xiaolongxiang.

He suddenly overturned the table and walked away.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Zhan's body trembled desperately.

Swinging.

"Why, I think I'm covered by killing intent?"

Su Changliu suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed it on Xiao Zhan's shoulder.

Xiao Zhan only eased slightly.

"This is summoning the Demon God's sword." Su Changliu said.

"Devil One Sword?" Xiao Zhan looked at Su Changliu, puzzled.

At this time, the chill from his body has been dispelled.

In fact, the chill and killing intent only invaded for a second.

"Do you know the devil?" Su Changliu frowned, and said, "The king of the demon clan, should it be in the prehistoric times? That invincible demon god, regards gods as slaves and immortals as servants."

"and then?"

"Then? Then he was wiped out by Heaven. Later, he turned into countless auras and enveloped all the world."

"Why have I never seen it?" Xiao Zhan obviously felt that what Su Changliu said now was too absurd.

Su Changliu sneered and said: "When you have a murderous intent in your body, you have a killing intent, your aura has already begun to nurture the devil."

"..." Xiao Zhan rubbed his temples.

"Although under the suppression of the Heavenly Dao, the Demon God Yijian has only one chance to get out of the sheath."

"But... can Xiao Yao really stop it?"

Su Changliu raised his head and looked at the void.

A huge hand, grasping the rising sun.

Crushed.

Slag...

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