"The power of space, break it for me!"

Zeng Yirong let out a low roar, and the golden eagle phantom suddenly turned into a streamer and merged into Zeng Yirong's body, and in an instant, Zeng Yirong's aura skyrocketed by nearly thirty percent, almost breaking through the limit of the ten layers of the abyssal sea, chasing the power of the god refining realm, the sharp claw shadow golden light flashed, and the power of space as pure as crystal instantly skyrocketed, turning into a three-foot-long short sword, piercing Xie Yun's heart. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The power of space, shuttling through the void and destroying everything, the sword wind tornado can't stop this space short sword at all!

The corners of Zeng Yirong's mouth flashed a cruel smile, fusing the golden eagle phantom, he could greatly improve his combat effectiveness in a short period of time, if he wasn't worried about the unstable foundation, he even had an urge to take advantage of the situation to impact the divine refining realm, facing Xie Yun, his fighting spirit was unprecedentedly strong, his true qi was unprecedentedly condensed, and after several years of extremely arduous cultivation, what he did was to defeat Xie Yun with his own hands under the eyes of all people!

Snort!

The sword wind tornado quickly collapsed, but the Xuan Feng slash was endless, and the sword wind tornado was almost endless, constantly appearing in the void, blocking in front of this space short sword, at the same time, Xie Yun was urging the soul power with all his strength, feeling the mystery of the power of space.

He had mastered a trace of space power long before he broke through the Yuan Realm, but this kind of coincidental mastery was extremely shallow and could not really show the power of space power, and the power was soon surpassed by other martial arts, so he temporarily put aside the space power and devoted himself to practicing the four artistic conceptions of fire, metal, wind, and thunder. But at this time, Zeng Yirong's space short sword once again opened the door to space power for Xie Yun.

"The senior who created the Golden Eagle Soaring Skill was indeed a genius, and he was able to forcibly control the power of space by simulating the true qi of the Golden Eagle Clan. This kind of mastery doesn't even need to comprehend the artistic conception of space, you just need to continuously improve your cultivation, and your control over the power of space will become stronger and stronger, which is simply an incredible feat!"

Xie Yun carefully felt the mystery of the space short sword, and with the soul power of his spirit level limit, he almost instantly experienced the breath of this space short sword clearly, and he spontaneously felt a strong sense of reverence for the great power of the predecessors who created the Golden Eagle Soaring Skill. The artistic conception of space is one of the most difficult artistic conceptions to comprehend, even with Xie Yun's demonic comprehension to the extreme, he only has a slight touch of the artistic conception of space, and it is difficult to urge even one percent or one thousandth of the power.

"Xie Yun, will you just run around like a rat crossing the street?"

Zeng Yirong's face was quite ugly, Xie Yun's speed was far above him, Xie Yun's long knife was continuous, flying upside down all the way, but Zeng Yirong, who was pursuing with all his strength, always maintained a distance of two zhang, this kind of gap can no longer be calculated, as long as Xie Yun turned around, he could immediately leave him far behind, and he had no hope of catching up with Xie Yun at all.

Zeng Rong's face was solemn, Xie Yun's speed was getting faster and faster, no matter how Zeng Yirong accelerated, the distance was always maintained at an extremely accurate level, obviously when he was fighting with the Holy Bronze Puppet and the Ink Feather Eagle just now, Xie Yun did not burst out with all his strength. Although he couldn't believe it, and he didn't want to believe that Xie Yun was comprehending the power of space, with Zeng Rong's eyesight, he could naturally see that otherwise, there was no reason for Xie Yun to always maintain this distance.

Not far away, not close, the power of space is pure and rich, but it does not pose danger.

"Yirong, explode with all your might!" Zeng Rong Zhenyuan transmitted, but his hands pressed down in a very vague manner.

The ring shook slightly, and none of the spectators noticed the abnormality, but the two people on the ring felt their bodies sink at the same time, and the gravity increased by five times in an instant, and the heavy pressure exploded, Xie Yun only felt that every drop of blood and every inch of flesh and bone was under strong pulling, and his fluttering body was slightly condensed uncontrollably.

At this moment, a golden light suddenly erupted from Zeng Yirong's body, and the golden eagle phantom wrapped around his body, like a huge golden eagle, rushing straight to Xie Yun.

There is a powerful magic circle hidden under the ring, and this sudden change in gravity was originally intended to play a protective role. When the children of the Zeng family who have broken through the three levels are in a desperate situation, but they have no time to open the light curtain to escape from the ring, this powerful gravity can forcibly suppress the speed of the puppet or spirit beast and delay the opponent's attack, but the children of the Zeng family who practice the Golden Eagle Soaring Skill are not greatly affected.

"Shameless!"

Xie Yun let out a low snort, the long knife slashed abruptly, the golden sword was like a heavenly river across the entire ring, the silver light in the golden heavenly river was shining, like a bright star, the weak but pure space power exploded, like a meteor shower bombarded the space short sword, the void shocked, the spatial breath scattered and splashed, hitting the golden light curtain, making a beeping and crisp sound, but the knife light was like a heavenly river pouring down, towards Zeng Yirong and slashing away.

"How is this possible! How can your space power be more refined than mine!"

The sinister smile on the corner of Zeng Yirong's mouth instantly turned into horror, and the space short sword was attacked by countless silver stars, like spring snow under the scorching sun, quickly dissolved, and the claw shadow was even more shattered, and the incomparable sword slashed straight into the door in an instant.

Swift, sharp, domineering, vast, high-grade Xuanling, Haoran a knife!

Click! Click! Click!

Zeng Yirong's body retreated violently, but no matter how fast the light martial arts are, they can't be as fast as the sword light, the sword is mighty, and the recovery is panicked, like a raging storm and nine days of thunder, which instantly swallowed Zeng Yirong, and the clothes on his body were twisted into pieces in an instant, revealing a golden armor, and the vest depicts a magical golden eagle, exuding a rich and pure golden essence.

"Stop me!"

Zeng Yirong roared, his feet drew two deep ravines in the ring, and he retreated more than 300 zhang before he could barely stabilize his body and gasp for breath.

Although the lower-grade spirit armor Xuanjin Eagle Bone Armor could protect his vital body, Xie Yun's fierce sword qi penetrated through the spirit armor and cut deep into his muscles and bones meridians, without a spirit level soul, although the Xuanjin Carving Bone Armor was the top low-grade armor, it could not completely block Xie Yun's attack.

His gaze swept over Zeng Rong, a grim smile appeared on the corner of Xie Yun's mouth, and he said coldly: "I can't imagine that I haven't seen you for a few years, you are still so incompetent and shameless, if you do your best to fight me head-on, you can still be regarded as a defeat, but now you can only rely on the power of the family to cheat, it is just a disgusting joke." ”

Zeng Yirong exhaled a mouthful of turbid air, and suddenly swallowed a blood-colored elixir, the breath on his body surged again in an instant, and even the Xuanjin Eagle bone armor was glowing with bursts of golden light, and the golden eagle runes behind it were brilliant, turning into a huge golden eagle phantom, and then merged into Zeng Yirong's skin again, and in an instant, Zeng Yirong's body was covered with a tough and strong luster like a golden stone, which seemed to be faintly integrated with the Xuanjin Eagle bone armor.

"Xie Yun, you can eat indiscriminately, you can't talk nonsense, you slander me and the majesty of the Zeng family so much, you can only rely on your blood to wash it off! Today, you will definitely be defeated by my hands, and everything you have will be taken by me!"