"It's the second son! I didn't expect the second son to have returned!"

"What a powerful breath, it has reached the fifth level of the Golden Eagle's Heavenly Skill! The second son is really talented, the second son personally took action, even if this kid has ten lives, it is useless, and he will definitely die today!"

"Before the age of thirty, he reached the fifth level of the Golden Eagle Soaring Heavenly Skill, which is not much better than that of the first Ming Gongzi back then, with such two peerless demons, why don't I worry about Lu County! A junior who is nine years old in the deep sea dares to come to the Zeng family to wreak havoc, I really don't know whether to live or die!"

The martial artists of the Zeng family who were watching the battle cheered loudly, their voices were full of excitement and a hint of relaxation, Xie Yun, as a ninefold martial artist of the Abyssal Sea, successively defeated the most powerful holy bronze puppet among the puppets of the Abyssal Sea Realm and the most powerful ink feather eagle among the seven-rank spirit beasts, which can be said to have trampled all the children of the Zeng family under their feet, making them those guys who have been self-proclaimed peerless geniuses since they were children lose face. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Especially after they knew Xie Yun's identity and intentions, the killing intent became even more intense than ever.

The golden-colored giant curtain cracked a gap, and Zeng Yirong suddenly appeared in the ring like a streamer, and in an instant, the golden light curtain slowly closed again, and the light became more and more tenacious and moisturized, and even the power of the Divine Refining Realm could hardly get out. The function of this defensive circle was originally to protect the spectators from being harmed by the strength, but at this time, it became a huge cage, locking Xie Yun in it.

"Xie Yun, I didn't expect you to really dare to come to Golden Eagle Town, although stupid, but also a little bold. The town seal is in my hands, as long as you can defeat me, the town seal can be taken away, but unfortunately, you are doomed to defeat under my hands, and this town seal is only a stone's throw away. ”

Zeng Yirong carried his right hand, his left palm held the Zhendi seal, and a long sword hung from his waist, his voice was clear and calm, full of absolute confidence and absolute control, and a breath of the tenfold peak of the abyssal sea was unabashedly agitated, and the void vitality was agitated, rubbed, and boiling, turning into a sharp sound of carving.

The Golden Eagle Soaring Heaven Gong is the top grade Xuanling Gong, which is better than the Nine Days Fuxi Gong, and the Golden Eagle Fighting Heaven Gong of the Fivefold Realm is at least equivalent to the second level of the Nine Days Fuxi Gong and the peak of the Red Bone Burning Sky. At this time, Zeng Yirong condensed a huge golden eagle phantom behind him, his eyes were like electricity, and his wings were like steel knives, which perfectly matched Zeng Yirong's breath, and was better than Duanmu Ce that day.

However, Xie Yun's cultivation of the Nine Days Fuxi Gong had already been promoted to the middle grade Huiyao Gong, and the true qi was rolling between one breath and one breath, which was far from being comparable to the Golden Eagle Soaring Heavenly Gong.

Feeling Zeng Yirong's fierce killing intent, Xie Yun sneered indifferently: "Your subordinates are defeated, how can you be brave." ”

"It's not terrible to fail once, even the two adults of the Three-Eyed Ming King and the Qingmei Venerable have also failed. The road of cultivation is long, and winning or losing for a moment is nothing, and your appearance is like an excellent whetstone, although it will make me painful, but it will make me stronger and sharper. Zeng Yirong frowned, there was no emotional fluctuation in his voice, only absolute confidence as calm as Xuan Bing.

Xie Yun shook his head lightly, his words were unceremoniously, and he said slowly: "You are just a waste who can only rely on your father, brother and elders, that day in the outer gate of the Guiyuan Sect, you are the Broken Yuan Double, and I only have the tenth level of bone refining, but you arranged for the Inner Gate disciples of the Broken Yuan Triple to attack me on the eve of the competition, but unfortunately the outer gate martial arts were still defeated by me." Today, you have ten deep seas, and I only have nine deep seas, but unfortunately I still have to rely on puppets and spirit beasts to consume my true yuan. You have the talent of a strong man, but you don't have the heart of a strong man, and you can only be a waste who relies on your father and brother for the rest of your life!"

Xie Yun's words are sharp and heart-wrenching.

Zeng Yirong's face became more and more difficult to look at, and even the faces of the children of the Zeng family who were watching the battle became a little dull, the holy bronze puppet was the pinnacle of the puppet of the Yuanhai Realm, and the ink feather carving far exceeded the limit of the seven-grade spirit beast, plus Zeng Yirong, the three used the means of wheel warfare to deal with a young man of the Nine Layers of the Yuanhai, and they didn't even give each other time to rest in the middle.

The Zeng family's methods are extremely inferior, they are simply despicable and shameless, and the Zeng family's three levels, even if it was Zeng Yiming back then, it was definitely not the case.

Zeng Yirong's face changed, and after a while, he showed a gloomy and tyrannical smile, and said in a cold voice: "Those who become big things are not informal, can I still be affected by your words in Zeng Yirong! But even if you kowtow ten thousand times now, it's too late, I will completely abolish you, but I won't kill you, I let you watch Tang Lin'er become my woman with your own eyes, Cheng Huan under me, watch the jade scorpion become my eldest brother's furnace, tempered to death, watch the entire Xie family man cut thousands of knives, and the woman becomes the plaything of the Golden Eagle Guard!"

Whew!

Before the words fell, Zeng Yirong suddenly put away the town seal, his body shook, his claws emitted a brilliant golden light, like ten extremely sharp short blades, grabbing Xie Yun's throat and heart, at the same time, the huge golden eagle phantom wings behind him vibrate, and two wide and sharp blades were like thunder and wind, slashing towards the space behind Xie Yun's body, as long as Xie Yun took half a step back, he would immediately fall into the sword encirclement.

The Golden Eagle Soars to the Sky is the fifth, which can condense the Golden Eagle Phantom, and the combat power of this Phantom has also reached the limit of the seven-rank spirit beast, which is much stronger than the vast majority of the seven-grade peak spirit beasts, and the attack of the Golden Eagle Phantom condenses the vitality of heaven and earth, and the void becomes a front, and the attack speed is at least thirty percent faster than that of ordinary spirit beasts.

Zeng Yirong's realm has reached the peak of the Abyssal Sea Tenfold, but his strength is far above the Abyssal Sea Tenfold Martial Artist, Duanmu Ce was holding a giant axe that day, and was known for his strength, but compared to Zeng Yirong today, it was still a step behind, the two golden claw shadows almost grabbed the void, and a wisp of tyrannical spatial aura swirled around his fingertips, turning into a little crystal-like energy, faintly stabbing at Xie Yun's vital point.

The quality of space power is extremely high, more powerful than the five elements of true qi, or the true qi of special attributes such as wind, thunder, ice, and clouds, the ancient golden eagle shuttles through the void and shatters the space, and has a natural control over the power of space.

"Yirong, this kid really didn't disappoint everyone, and his talent was only worse than his brother's. I'm afraid that this kid is in his heyday, and he can't be Yirong's opponent, and now after two big battles, his true qi is only four or five percent left at best, and Yirong has at least ninety percent chance of winning as long as he is careful. ”

Zeng Rong saw Zeng Yirong's blow, and the hanging heart was finally put back into his stomach, and a chuckle appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Xuanfeng Slash!"

Xie Yun snorted lightly, the golden sword wind tornado suddenly erupted, but on the periphery was a wisp of silver silk thread, faintly flickering, the tornado shook in the wind, and suddenly soared to five zhang, instantly rolling all the attacks in, the sharp sword almost slashed on the claw shadow and the golden eagle phantom at the same time, poof, two dull sounds, the golden eagle's attack was instantly annihilated, and the high-speed rotating sharp knife light swallowed the golden eagle void spirit in an instant.