The Most Powerful Young Man

What Xiao Yao wanted to do most now was to cough fiercely.

Then, he spit out thick phlegm on Xuanyuan Jiuzhong's face.

It's the kind that keeps tugging, the kind that will keep on talking.

Mudma, why don't you use it when you are fighting with Xuanyuan?

Now it's me, you just play like that?

Did I dig your ancestor's grave?

Or did you plan your dung pit?

Isn't this doing something?

Anyway, now Xiao Yao is holding 10,000 swear words in his heart and wants to scold him.

The immortal cultivators who were still running towards Xiao Yao and Xuanyuan Jiuzhong suddenly stopped.

One by one subconsciously tighten the body.

I always feel that the surrounding temperature has dropped a lot.

Among them, those with a low cultivation base, just like Xiao Zhan who was still in the Qingqiu Dynasty before, directly swayed.

Ye Tingchao's face changed drastically.

He suddenly took a step forward, transporting the aura in his body, blocking the murderous intent that was used like a tide to flood the entire Lingwu world.

In his heart, there are also countless swear words hidden.

This kind of chill and murder, even if it doesn't last for a long time, young people can barely afford it, but some elderly people are likely to die as a result.

Even if it is lighter, I am afraid it will get a serious illness.

What is this for?

This is sinning!

He raised his head and looked at the dark night that was suddenly enveloped.

In that void, something was shining.

As long as you look at it, you will feel murderous.

Ye Tingchao quickly withdrew his gaze.

Some people said that it was the demon **** who had been hiding in the void for a long time, and suddenly opened his eyes.

Take a look at this world...

"Xuanyuan Jiuzhong, are you really crazy?!"

He was roaring and cursing in his heart...

Although the price Xuanyuan Jiuzhong paid was only a retrogression in his cultivation base.

However, for a cultivator like Xuanyuan Jiuzhong, it was equivalent to losing his life.

How will Xuanyuan Jiuzhong hide in the future?

What's the difference between this and taking Xiao Yao to burn with jade and stone?

Xiao Yao's heart was still roaring.

When Xuanyuan Jiuzhong pulled out the sword made of blood, Xiao Yao glanced at him.

Xuanyuan Jiuzhong at this time made him somewhat unrecognizable.

Gray hair, wrinkles on his face.

Especially those eyes, no longer the pride of the past, on the contrary, they are full of loneliness.

His body was much shorter again, and he stepped forward, staggering and staggering, appearing to fall down a bit.

He dragged the sword like a child who hadn't grown up yet, holding a heavy object heavier than him, and walking slowly.

But even so, when Xuanyuan Jiuzhong faced Xiao Yao, he squeezed a smile. In such an environment, Xiao Yao's body shuddered as he looked at that cold smile.

How weird it is, how weird it is.

"Xiao Yao, there has always been no contradiction between us, right?"

He looked at Xiao Yao and took another step forward.

"However, you have been forcing me all the time. You walked forward, I walked back, I was pushed back by you, and you pushed back a man standing on the pinnacle of the Lingwu world's martial arts, can't you still Satisfied?"

"Why, when I can't get back, you still come to me?"

"Do you really want to crush me completely?"

"Why are you?!"

There was a roar.

There was a roar.

He seemed to be crazy, venting his long-standing dissatisfaction toward Xiao Yao.

"I just want to make the Lingwu world quiet and peaceful."

"I just want to get rid of the shackles of heaven and ascend like Xu Kuangge."

"What did i do wrong?"

Behind him, a **** light lit up.

In this dark environment.

There are no stars in the sky.

He is the brightest star in the night sky...

Xiao Yao stared at Xuanyuan Jiuzhong, who was approaching him step by step, and couldn't help but smile.

"Actually, you didn't do anything wrong, and I didn't do anything wrong. It's just that someone has to die." Xiao Yao said.

"Then, go and die!" Xuanyuan Jiuzhong raised the blood sword in his hand.

When it fell, the darkness ran forward like a beast.

Take Xuanyuan Jiuzhong as the center point.

The comprehension behind Xuanyuan Jiuzhong was bright.

Still fading forward.

Pounced towards Xiao Yao.

Xiao Yao did not step back.

He knew that the Qi machine in his body had been completely locked.

If you want to hide, you can't hide.

The blood sword originally grasped by Xuanyuan Jiuzhong suddenly dissipated, and countless blood beads were jumping in the air.

Finally, it splashed towards Xiao Yao.

Dragging a long broom-like red light, every drop of blood carries countless murderous intent.

Xiao Yao finally moved.

He took a step forward and formed a spiritual wall.

The spiritual wall was destroyed by the first drop of blood.

Fragmented.

However, the first drop of blood also disappeared.

Xiao Yao once again gathered a strange fire, slammed into those blood beads, but suddenly extinguished when he first touched it.

The sword energy in Xiao Yao's body skyrocketed.

Sword style!

Standing sword style!

Even at this time, Xiao Yao took advantage of this murderous intent to suddenly realize the sword breaking style.

However, it still retreats again and again.

Sword Qi was dispelled.

It's like a child, throwing a warm stone, trying to smash a wild boar king rushing out of the forest.

So overwhelming.

Suddenly, Xiao Yao urged the ghost secret technique in his body.

The cultivation base entered the realm of the nine-layer master at this moment.

It's just that this time it can only last for just half a minute.

If it weren't for this, he would directly urge the ghost gate secret technique before entering the realm of the Jiuzhong master and behead Xuanyuan Jiuzhong.

But he didn't dare to take such a risk.

After all, the nine-tiered master may not be able to retain an eight-folded master who is determined to escape.

He didn't want to take that risk, because if he couldn't kill Xuanyuan Jiuzhong within half a minute, this battle would have him turned into a corpse as a result.

Xiao Yao now is not like a cultivator.

It's not like a strong man fighting.

It's more like a dancer dancing with the light in the dark night.

Those dense blood drops hit Xiao Yao's body like raindrops.

When it fell on his body, it seemed to have a strong corrosiveness, even the body of Xiao Yao's current nine-level master could not resist it.

The clothes turned into black smoke.

The skin can be penetrated at one point.

The exposed flesh and blood quickly evaporated.

Even the bones were crushed.

It turned into dust and fell on the ground.

As soon as the breeze blew, there was no trace again.

Xiao Yao's body is still being slowly eroded.

He lowered his head and looked at his body that was slowly melting away from the night.

No one can imagine that kind of pain.

His nose, ears, and mouth are also slowly disappearing, sticky, dripping down.

Tick, tick.

But Xiao Yao was still fighting his fate, turning the aura in his body, trying to completely flush away those blood beads.

Xuanyuan Jiuzhong was just standing on the side.

Like an old man at dusk.

Obviously, it is about to be buried by loess.

But there was hope in his eyes.

He laughed loudly.

Then stretched out his hand and pulled his gray hair.

One grab, one handful, all fall off.

On his scalp, there were also many blood drops, emerging from the hair follicle.

It's like a small fountain.

He roared.

He felt that he had completely destroyed Xiao Yao, but he also felt that he had also been completely destroyed by Xiao Yao.

He stretched out his finger to Xiao Yao who was standing in front of him, clutching his stomach and burst into laughter.

It seems to be watching a big joke.

It also seems to be an artist who has completely lost his ego, looking at his most satisfying work.

Finally, Xiao Yao became a meat ball.

Stick to the ground.

Still ablating.

It became a pool of blood again.

But just as the blood was about to dissipate, a golden light suddenly appeared.

The golden light slowly spread.

Turned into a hand, and grabbed the dark neck.

Pinch it hard to crush the darkness completely.

Immediately, the golden light began to slowly condense into shape, turning into a beam of light, and rushing to the sky.

Completely disperse all the darkness.

The eyes of the so-called Demon God above the sky blinked a little.

There was a sigh that grew long enough to be heard by everyone in the Lingwu world.

The beam of light is still spreading.

Attracted countless sky thunder.

Those sky thunders carry dense thunderclouds.

A series of thunders smashed toward the beam of light.

Every time a thunderbolt falls, that beam of light will become thicker.

The mouth is thick.

The barrel mouth is thick.

The wellhead is thick.

It is still slowly spreading.

Xuanyuan Jiuzhong enveloped it.

The immortal cultivators in the distance who wanted to come to watch were shrouded in it.

Enveloping the huge State of Wei.

Will Lingwu World...

Shrouded in it!

Those who were still trembling and suffering from the killing intent suddenly felt a ray of sunlight coming from the darkness.

Shrouded himself.

Warm.

Even if there are still some people in a coma, there is a smile on their faces involuntarily.

When Xiao Longxiang was about to reach the territory of Wei State, he suddenly stopped.

He looked at his body.

Looking at the beam of light.

There was a slight smile on his face.

No one knows what is going on.

till the end.

Jinglei continued to beat the beam of light.

Finally, the beam of light began to tremble slowly.

tempered into a steel.

Even if it trembles, it will not dissipate.

It will not fall.

North foot.

Wu Wutong felt the golden light.

A smile suddenly appeared.

Zhao Danxuan at the side looked at her curiously.

She smiled and whispered: "I don't know why, I seem to smell Xiao Yao..."

Zhao Danxuan couldn't laugh or cry, but curiously said: "You said, Xiao Yao is a win or a loss?

Wu Wutong shook her head, she didn't even know what was going on at the moment, how could she know what the final outcome was like?

Gradually, those who were shrouded in golden light showed greedy expressions on their faces.

It's like a baby, milk and juice of the greedy person.

After the thundering stopped, the golden light began to gather again.

In the end, it became a line connecting heaven and earth.

Those who were originally shrouded in golden light awakened one by one, but there were expressions of nostalgia and reluctance on their faces. They always felt that if the golden light could stay for a while, it would be great...

Still shrinking slowly.

The golden light stayed where Xiao Yao had disappeared.

Slowly, a golden Yuan Ying was suspended in the golden light.

He closed his eyes and was naked.

Spinning.

Yuan Ying was only slap big at the beginning.

When Jin Guang was gradually closing, he was also slowly getting bigger.

In the end, it is like a mountain.

It began to shrink slowly again.

Shrunk to Xiao Yao's original height.

The golden light converged, and the Yuan Ying in the golden light slowly opened his eyes.

He looked at Xuanyuan Jiuzhong with a smile.

"Who are you?" Xuanyuan Jiuzhong asked.

"Yuan Ying" looked at Xuanyuan Jiuzhong and smiled happily.

Knowing that he grabbed Xuanyuan Jiuzhong's neck.

"In the end, I won." Xiao Yao's voice sounded the same as before.

Nothing has changed.