The people watching the battle in Xiaohe Mountain fell silent, and the scene of Long Jiaoyang knocking Wang Zeyu back with a punch moved everyone. This Wang Zeyu is the little god of war in the Heavenly God Temple, and his strength is so strong that the descendants of the immortals and demons who have studied with him know very well.

And now Long Jiaoyang can confront him in terms of strength, which makes the young powerhouses of the descendants of the immortals and demons who are interested in participating in this battle for places shudder in their hearts and receive an unprecedented impact.

Long Jiaoyang was unforgiving, he attacked in close quarters, and fought with Wang Zeyu for more than ten punches.

Wang Zeyu's hands were splashed with blood, and he was injured under the terrifying power of Long Jiaoyang, and Long Jiaoyang's attack also had the Order Fire God Pattern, as long as he was injured, his skin would be as painful as fire.

In this process, Wang Zeyu is like a child fighting against adults, and he will be beaten back by Long Jiaoyang more than ten steps every time, and he seems to have no power to fight back.

"Did Long Jiaoyang change his physical state with a foreign object?" Faced with such a situation, a descendant of the Immortal Demon doubted, "Long Jiaoyang hasn't changed any state yet, he doesn't even use spells much, this is pure physical power." "There is a powerful descendant of the immortal demon who opened his mouth and everyone was in an uproar, just the physical strength was so strong that the little god of war in the Temple of Heaven couldn't raise his head, if he used a spell, wouldn't he be able to kill the little god of war in seconds?

Wang Zeyu was very indignant, Long Jiaoyang hadn't used the spell yet, and he had already made him disgraced. This made Wang Zeyu, who has always been arrogant, unacceptable. His eyes were red, and he finally couldn't help but use his bloodline advantage!

"No one can humiliate me like that!"

Wang Zeyu roared angrily, and the order earth god pattern on his body was even more terrifying, linking into a killing force like a substance. The immortal blood veins in his body erupted, strengthening his sense of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth.

"The god of war swept the world!"

Wang Zeyu's momentum was like a rainbow, like an ancient god of war, and he had an extra golden war spear in his hand, containing inexplicable charm and terrifying power, slashing at the dragon Jiaoyang like slashing the sky.

Long Jiaoyang's eyebrows were filled with a Righteous Demon Taiji Diagram, spreading throughout his body, and then he urged the Immortal Slashing Technique, and he did not dodge a strong attack!

Rumble!

Long Jiaoyang punched hard against the golden war spear, and the fiery red battle armor erupted with divine power against the golden war spear.

Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz......

The order earth god pattern strengthened by the immortal blood blood vein was extremely terrifying, and Long Jiaoyang felt that he was fighting against the mountains that were running one after another, and the force it pressed down was too terrifying to be stopped.

Long Jiaoyang was very wolf and was hit on a mountain peak, and this small mountain peak collapsed instantly, drowning Long Jiaoyang in it.

After waiting for more than a dozen breaths, the onlookers found that there was no movement in the stone pile formed by the collapsed mountain peak, and everyone suddenly felt that the winner had been decided.

"The little god of war is worthy of being a little god of war, and if he moves seriously, he can defeat a strong enemy in a few breaths. "There is a ** laugh among the descendants of the immortals and demons.

"Long Jiaoyang is just a hypocrite who relies on external forces to defeat the descendants of immortals and demons, how can he be compared to the little god of war. ”

"The little god of war is really invincible, admire, admire. ”

“......”

Some of the powerhouses of the descendants of the immortals and demons stared at the stone piles formed by the cracking of the rubble, their brows furrowed, without a trace of a smile. Because they could see through the rocks, Long Jiaoyang was lying in the rocks, his state was very strange, he was not breathing, and his heartbeat stopped, as if he was dead.

But Long Jiaoyang's body surface was surging like a whirlpool, and it seemed as if he was not dead.

Wang Zeyu also saw this, as soon as he raised his hand, the golden war spear cut through the sky, bombarded the pile of rocks, and shot at Long Jiaoyang, who was lifeless under the pile of rocks, but his body was in a strange state.

And this is the effect that Long Jiaoyang wants, Wang Zeyu's lethality did not make Long Jiaoyang suffer a heavy blow, and the power vortex in his body is like a bottomless abyss, frantically swallowing this powerful external force.

Long Jiaoyang felt that his current strength was so strong that he could sink a piece of land with one punch. But he wanted to absorb more power, so he thought of Yi Jianyi's Turtle Breath technique to pretend to be dead and let Wang Zeyu continue to shoot.

The golden war spear smashed the rocks and slashed at Long Jiaoyang's heart accurately.

The fiery red battle armor has been put away by Long Jiaoyang, and he stubbornly endured this blow, this golden war spear was like the weight bombardment of the Heavenly Mountain, making a trace of blood overflow from the corner of Long Jiaoyang's mouth, but the power vortex in Long Jiaoyang's entire body was boiling, and he was frantically swallowing this terrifying power.

Then Long Jiaoyang found that the power vortex began to turn into a silvery white color!

Then this silvery-white color covered his internal organs and bones.

There was an endless power boiling in Long Jiaoyang's body, making him unable to continue to pretend to be dead, he lifted the golden war spear that bombarded his chest and said, "Good magic weapon, heavy as a thousand pounds, let me try your power!"

Long Jiaoyang was full of pride, and the Void Treasure was urged, and he came to Wang Zeyu's side in an instant, and then he split the mountain like an overlord, and slashed at Wang Zeyu with a shot. Long Jiaoyang's shot was extraordinary, he used his speed to the extreme, and slashed out one hundred and eight spear shadows with one shot, and the power of each shadow was as terrifying as the real spear body.

The void was split into cracks, and the wounds seemed to burst immediately.

Wang Zeyu didn't want to take it hard, but he was forced to have no way out, and he had no choice but to run the order earth god pattern to form a huge defensive cover, and he had to carry out absolute defense.

"Blow you up!"

Long Jiaoyang roared, and the power vortex frantically provided power into the golden war spear in Long Jiaoyang's hand, Long Jiaoyang's blow was several times stronger than just now, and it was drawn to the defensive cover formed by Wang Zeyu's order earth god pattern, like breaking a piece of glass, very easily.

Bang!

The golden warrior took advantage of the situation and hit Wang Zeyu's shoulder, half of his body instantly 'shortened', and blood sprayed out from his neck.

"This is the so-called little god of war?"

Long Jiaoyang's blow was too domineering, breaking Wang Zeyu's defense, making the meridians in his body break inch, and it also contained the Immortal Dao Pattern, which could break the immortal qi defense.

Wang Zeyu wanted to scream in pain, he was knocked out by a blow, and it was impossible to win on his own. But Wang Zeyu would not let Long Jiaoyang live, he immediately used the power of the immortal blood bloodline, and wanted the bloodline to return to his ancestors.

"Do you think you have a chance to use the immortal blood bloodline to return to your ancestors?" Long Jiaoyang snorted coldly, and the devouring power of the extreme star was revealed, instantly sucking away a drop of immortal blood contained in Wang Zeyu's body!

Click!

Then the golden war spear in Long Jiaoyang's hand operated an even more terrifying power, killing Wang Zeyu's body at once, Wang Zeyu's Yuan Shen escaped, and roared in horror, "Long Jiaoyang, what evil thing in your hands actually sucked my immortal blood blood......

"Do you still need it?" A sword qi slashed out from the center of Long Jiaoyang's eyebrows, wanting to kill Wang Zeyu's Yuan Shen strongly, Wang Zeyu fled in horror in the direction where Wang Xin and Wang Pengtian were.