Rong Kaixuan's heart was faintly touched, and the corners of his mouth drew a faint arc.

For the strong, this is an attitude of contempt.

Han Yasen's face was slightly gloomy, and he said, "It turns out that Brother Rong looks down on someone Han." ”

Rong Kaixuan smiled and said, "Brother Han said that you are a half-step innate powerhouse, and it is an honor to be able to fight with you." Hehe, please be merciful. ”

Although his mouth was polite, his tone was quite excited, and his eyes faintly revealed a hint of impatience.

Han Yasen snorted coldly, but he was secretly scolding in his heart, and he was a martial idiot.

This kind of expression is not unfamiliar to him, and Mao Guangliang will also show this kind of look when he encounters a powerful enemy. This is a veritable performance of martial arts. And the more such characters are, the more they are able to burst out with the most powerful, even beyond the limit, when they fight with the strong.

He has a close relationship with Mao Guangliang and knows the headaches of this type of martial artist.

If it was possible, after seeing Rong Triumphant's gaze, he would definitely not want to fight with him. But the problem is that at this time, he has no way out.

With a fixed gaze, Han Yasen stepped out.

His step was not large, but it was as fast as flying, and the ghost-headed broadsword in his hand stood up in front of his chest, and just rubbed it forward.

The human knife is one, and the sword light is cold, turning into a rainbow light. That powerful sword light had an indescribable ferocious aura, and it seemed that no matter what stood in the way in front of it, it would be cut in two!

Rong Kaixuan's eyes lit up, and the half-step innate was indeed a super strong person who had stepped into the innate realm with one foot, far from being comparable to a division-level martial artist.

At this time, although he had mastered a certain law of heaven and earth, he could see through the strength and weakness of other people's moves.

However, manpower is sometimes poor, after all, he is only a mid-level division-level martial artist, when facing a congenital level powerhouse. Even if they see through each other's flaws. But when the other party crushed him with the method of reducing ten guises with one force, there were not many ways for him to resist.

Although it is necessary to constantly stimulate the potential, it is also one way to resist with a deeper understanding of the secrets of heaven and earth. However, that method is too demanding for the body's endurance, and it is not something that he can use as he wants.

And at this moment, what he needs most is to gradually let his body gradually feel and adapt to a stronger degree of heaven and earth.

The innate strong is an insurmountable mountain. And like Han Yasen, a half-step innate, it has just rightly become his alchemy.

Everything in his eyes turned black and white again, and countless lines fluttered and danced in the void.

As he expected. Although these lines and nodes are far superior to ordinary division-level martial artists, they are significantly inferior to Zhang Heng and other innate powerhouses.

His spirit was highly concentrated, and he suddenly found the most critical ones among these countless nodes.

With a slight flick of his wrist, the flickering sword light suddenly lit out.

The sword trembled slightly in the void, and it was aimed at the three white nodes in front of him.

Under the light of the tip of the sword, the three nodes were broken one by one.

"Huh. ”

Han Yasen let out a shocked sound, but his heart was filled with anger.

In his eyes, Rong Kaixuan shook his long sword. But inexplicably. His sword strength suddenly weakened a lot, and that sword was like a majestic peak that suddenly appeared, completely blocking his sword light.

At this moment, he immediately remembered the situation when Shicai observed the battle between Rong Kaixuan and Bian Zhongqiu.

That Bian Mid-Autumn Festival is the pinnacle of the dignified teacher. The true qi is strong and powerful, but under the pressure of Rong Kaixuan's inexplicable swordsmanship, he seems at a loss and difficult to continue.

Such a situation naturally aroused his high vigilance.

But. It wasn't until the two sides fought each other at this moment that he really realized the difficulty of Rong Kaixuan.

This plain sword actually made him feel extremely uncomfortable. It seems that this knife goes down. It has become useless.

However, after all, Han Yasen is a half-step congenital and has a firm heart, which is far from being comparable to Bian Mid-Autumn Festival.

His eyes were stunned, and he didn't retreat, dodge, dodge, or let go, but still gathered momentum and slashed down.

This knife condensed the strength of his whole body, although he was suppressed by the other party's inexplicable swordsmanship, but with his powerful Liliang, he still slashed down with the force of splitting Huashan.

The knife has no regrets, no matter what lies ahead, it can't stop his determination to never return.

"Ding......

The swords intersected, Rong Kaixuan's figure shook slightly, and he couldn't help but take a step back.

But the dignified half-step innate Han Yasen couldn't get the slightest benefit.

His powerful blow was forcibly blocked by Rong Kaixuan, and the qi and blood in his body surged, it was really difficult to describe in words.

If he is an innate powerhouse, of course, he can slash with such a reckless sword and suppress the other party with an invincible liliang.

However, he was not a real congenital after all, and although he slashed Rong Kaixuan back with one sword, he was also forced to pause.

Rong Kaixuan took half a step back, his face slightly red.

The half-step innate is really powerful, even if he penetrates the other party's flaws, a sword stabs at the weakest point of his sword. But the results of the two sides were still evenly matched, and neither of them could immediately attack the next moment.

At this moment, at this moment, a trace of regret and infinite pride surged in his heart.

If one's true qi can be raised to another level, if one's control over the secrets of heaven and earth is even better, and if one can see more details and more flaws, then even if it is a head-to-head duel, he will not be afraid.

The essence in his eyes flickered, Rong Kaixuan retracted his mind, and stabbed him in the chest with a sword.

Han Yasen did not show weakness, showing his sword skills to the extreme, each knife contained all the true qi, and he wanted to fight to the death with the other party.

A sword is as bright as snow, each sword is stabbing at the flaw of the sword, and the other is strong and heavy, even if it is the weakest point to meet the strongest point of the opponent, it is not afraid.

This sword and sword came and went in the void, dancing with endless sword light and sword shadows, and it seemed that they were fighting on a par.

Under the ring, everyone was dazzled and shook, and they looked at each other.

Rong triumphant. Is he really just a mid-level martial artist?

However, how could a mid-level division-level martial artist fight with a half-step innate to such an extent.

However, what really shocked everyone was the battle between Meng Yan and Mao Guangliang.

At this time, Mao Guangliang has completely transformed into a fierce beast, except that his head and face have not changed, he is almost a giant ape with a human head.

This giant ape was extremely agile, coming and going like the wind, and its sharp claws were even more indestructible, except for Meng Yan's sword light. Anything it touches in the ring will be torn to pieces by it in an instant.

The transformation of the beast god is a unique science created by the martial arts powerhouses in the past.

Cultivate your body to the level of a fierce beast, and use various secret methods to assist, so that humans can also have the strong body of a fierce beast.

This martial art is extremely powerful, but not everyone can learn it.

Generally speaking, in addition to the perseverance of the will quality, only when the true qi has reached the middle innate stage or above can one begin to learn.

However, Mao Guangliang is different. His eyes were full of fierce light, and his muscles bulged between the jumps of his body, releasing an endless ferocity that was almost primitive.

He seems to have turned into a real beast, trying to dismantle the enemy in front of him.

"Hoo ......"

Huge claws strike out like lightning. It left a clear and instantaneous mark in the void.

"Ding......

The claws and the sword light touched, and a circle of sparks splashed again, and these sparks seemed to ignite the fighting spirit in his chest, making his eyes brighter and brighter.

Mao Guangliang's spirit is constantly rising. His mood became more and more agitated.

Since he was born, he has been the proud son of the Mao family of Qi State, and he has already shown unparalleled cultivation talent at a young age.

The patriarch respectfully asked the elder of the family to accept him as an apprentice. and personally instructed him in martial arts cultivation.

At the age of twenty-five, he successfully cultivated to the peak of the division level, and encountered an innate obstacle.

There is an unfathomable moat between the division level and the innate level, and over the ages, I don't know how many heavenly pride sons have been unable to break through this level and completely sank.

Mao Guangliang has repeatedly launched attacks towards the innate realm, but he has always fallen short.

For the first time in his life, he tasted defeat, and it was so bitter.

The eyes of envy, jealousy and resentment around him gradually changed, as if overnight, he had fallen from the pride of heaven to the level of beggar.

Those gazes became pitying and disdainful, and made him mad and irritable.

At this time, the elder who had taught him the supreme martial arts made an exception to pass on the family's peerless beast god in disguise, and sent someone to send him into the beast domain.

In that barren land full of slaughter.

He personally killed more than ten division-level spirit beasts, creating a fierce aura.

With this experience, he finally broke through the limit, successfully comprehended the innate secret, and since then crossed the trench and stood at the top of the pyramid.

At that time, he swore to heaven that he would never give up when facing his peers.

"Dingding......

The sword light and claws kept fighting, and each impact made Mao Guangliang's attack slightly delayed, so that he was never able to fully exert the maximum advantage of the beast god transformation.

Meng Yan's sword light seemed to be weaving a large net, and slowly restrained his hands and feet.

Mao Guangliang's eyes were extremely violent, and a shocking roar erupted in his heart.

Meng Yan, I am also a peerless genius. I will never lose to you.

Not enough, not enough speed, not enough liliang.

With such speed and such a liliang, it is still impossible to suppress the Tiger of Liberty City.

I want a faster speed, I want a bigger liliang.

Mao Guangliang's eyes were faintly green, and suddenly changed to a completely different color.

"Roaring ......"

With this roar full of madness, Mao Guangliang's head and face became more and more hideous. His hair stretched out more and more, and his face began to deform violently, like a mad giant wolf, finally completing the transformation of the real beast god. (To be continued......)