When the two sides were still ten zhang apart, Tang Fengyue's arm shook, and the white dragon spear hidden behind his back stabbed out, causing a white shock. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

This shot reminded people of a shooting star.

No, it should be said that Tang Fengyue's shot itself is a meteor, the general light is full of light, and the general one is gone.

In front of this gun, everything in heaven and earth has become infinitely small, even if there is a high mountain in front of you, you will be pierced by this gun.

"Get out!"

Yang Xiaohuan swung his knife and slashed.

In silence, the blade and the tip of the spear collided, and after about three breaths, an earth-shattering explosion broke out.

Bang.

The heavy formations made a clicking sound, and then shattered one after another, and finally barely left the last major formation to support it.

And the sound waves have already passed through the formation and reached the ears of countless people.

At that moment, many people felt their hearts burst, and more than half of the masters had blood in their ears and fainted directly. The rest of the people let out screams and froze with horror.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, the old monsters present took action one after another to resist the sound waves. Otherwise, this blow alone would have killed at least half of the people on the scene.

"How can it be so strong, it's not at the same level as other people at all!"

"Oh my God, what have they reached, is this really an achievement that young people can achieve?!"

Famous martial artists, masters of the family, and strong people in scattered cultivation exclaimed one after another, some people retreated, some people protected the family members, and they couldn't wait to get as far away as possible.

At this moment, they still didn't understand that the two young masters in the past didn't use all their strength at all, and they were just playing from beginning to end.

"Damn it!"

Ying Jixiong and the others were pale, shocked and angry, and there was a deep sense of powerlessness.

Bang bang bang.

Tang Fengyue and Yang Xiaohuan struck continuously, and between the spear and the war knife, the void shook one after another, and the sound wave was always several seconds late before it sounded. This awkward feeling of dislocation made countless people vomit blood uncomfortably.

Strings of sparks splashed and fell to the ground, actually burning countless small holes in the ground. These sparks are all generated when the weapons of the two collide, if there is a super master here, I am afraid that the operation of the body protection true qi will not be able to stop these sparks.

"Strange, why don't they use superior marksmanship or knife skills?"

After dozens of moves, some people showed puzzled expressions.

From the beginning to the present, Tang Fengyue and Yang Xiaohuan have all seen and dismantled moves, and they have faced off with the most basic moves. This feeling is as if two martial artists who have just learned martial arts are playing with their lives.

Of course, the two of them are more than a thousand times stronger than martial artists.

"One move and one style, all with martial arts charm?"

Wu Jisheng gritted his teeth, the light in his eyes flickering, and when he thought of something, he almost crushed his teeth.

In the battlefield, the guns are strong and the knife is pervasive. In the end, a fog surrounded the two, making it impossible for everyone to see the situation in the field.

And the crowd doesn't care about that.

For every minute of the fog spreads, the ground falls. This is the fog of murder, which is composed of the aftermath of Tang Fengyue and Yang Xiaohuan's energy, and 99% of the people present will die when they touch it.

At the critical moment, a few old monsters made a move, and finally controlled the battle scene between the two within a certain range.

"The two little dolls are very angry and unwilling to be watched, but this is not up to you. ”

The sword saint smiled, and with a wave of his hand, the knife qi cut through the mist, making the scene inside clear.

At this moment, everyone obviously noticed that the movements of the two had become different.

How to say it, whether it is Tang Fengyue's swing of the gun or Yang Xiaohuan's knife, they all carry the general trend of heaven and earth, giving people a perfect feeling.

"Are they using each other as a whetstone to sharpen and perfect their martial arts?"

An old man's voice trembled and he shouted hoarsely.

Martial artists create their own martial arts, in fact, it is only the first step, and if you want to go further, it will take a long time to perfect the martial arts little by little.

But Tang Fengyue and Yang Xiaohuan obviously didn't think so, they clearly adopted the most dangerous method, in front of the great enemy of their life, while fighting a life-and-death battle, they bothered to improve their martial arts.

This is simply gambling on the life of the family, because once the mind is wrong, the slightest lack of concentration may be lost in the hands of the other party.

Two madmen!

That's what everyone thinks.

Tang Fengyue's heart, fighting spirit, and even spirit were gradually sublimated in the battle, reaching the peak state of this life. In the hands of near-death and life-saving battles again and again, an inspiration rose in his mind and was about to come out.

Invisibly, his shots were smoother.

In the past, Tang Fengyue's shot was as if there was an invisible trajectory in front of him to guide him, and he shot along the trajectory, which can be described as wonderful.

At this time, Tang Fengyue no longer needs to follow that trajectory, every time he makes a move, it is the best trajectory in itself.

Boom!

The spear shook, and Yang Xiaohuan's wrist oozed blood, and he was forced to take a step back for the first time.

Tang Fengyue's spear tip stabbed out like a long snake, obviously the same as the previous times, but Yang Xiaohuan's knife just couldn't resist it, and a bloody hole three inches deep was stabbed in his chest.

"What, Senior Brother Yang is at a disadvantage?"

The masters of the World Outer Mountain Villa were collectively shocked, as if they had seen something impossible.

Even the heavens and the earth are broken, Jun scholars, women in gray and others all show incredible expressions, and it is absolutely difficult to believe that Tang Fengyue can do this.

"Yang Xiaohuan, your speed is slow. ”

Tang Fengyue's tone was flat, but the white dragon spear was still ruthless, like a poisonous snake coming out of a hole, and like a raptor going out to sea, stabbing blood marks on Yang Xiaohuan's body again and again.

In the end, Yang Xiaohuan's clothes were stained with blood.

From the heart, Yang Xiaohuan's qualifications are absolutely unparalleled, the difference is that Tang Fengyue is a human being in two lives, and his own soul level surpasses that of normal people, and the existence of the Worry-Free Heart Sutra has completely excavated his soul talent.

"In the past, I was given by your sword, which made me haunted until now, and today everything is clear. ”

Without any superfluous words, Tang Fengyue's white clothes were like snow, and she swept with one shot.

Burst.

Yang Xiaohuan flew out upside down, leaning on the long knife, before he staggered and half-knelt on the ground, not lying down.

Everyone trembled, and they never expected this to be the end. I thought that there would be a dragon and tiger fight, and the fight was dark until the sun and moon were dark, but unexpectedly, the situation developed in the direction of one side down.

"At first, it was indeed difficult to distinguish between the top and the bottom, but in the hands of each other, it was obvious that the jade dragon was more handy. ”

On the side of Tianhuang Mountain, a peerless beauty in red said in a trembling voice.

She is Leng Feng'er, who ranks second on the list of falling geese.

In the past, Leng Feng'er deliberately gave Tang Fengyue a copy of the incomplete Phoenix Nirvana Dafa, but she also transferred the calamity belonging to the Xiaolong World Lord to him, causing him to suffer from falling off the cliff for three more years.

If it weren't for Tang Fengyue's perseverance and profound blessings, he would almost become a wasted person that time.

Now watching Tang Fengyue kill all directions, even the super genius who is not born in the world, Yang Xiaohuan is difficult to pick up his edge, and the complex emotions in Leng Feng'er's heart can be imagined.

"Tang Fengyue, no one has ever been able to force me to this extent, but I still have to thank you, hehehe. ”

In the battlefield, Yang Xiaohuan stood up. The wounds all over his body suddenly revealed wisps of majestic sword qi, as if in his body, there was a peerless divine knife that was being revived.

"How can I break out of my cocoon and become a butterfly without experiencing failure? My life is so smooth that I don't even have an opponent who makes me fight with my heart. Tang Fengyue, thank you for making me completely stimulate the power of the peerless knife bone, I will use my knife to repay you well. ”

In the sky above Tianhuang Mountain, a sword shadow that was unknown how far long and how thick it was was gradually born, and Yang Xiaohuan's breath became extremely terrifying.

At this moment, he even gives people a feeling of invincibility in the world.

"Xiaohuan, you deliberately use failure to stimulate your heart, and you really have three points better than when I was young. ”

Yunkong admired and looked at Tang Fengyue with a playful smile.

Everyone was terrified, daring to love Yang Xiaohuan's previous rout, but his tactics were to stimulate his true supreme potential.

"Little brother. ”

Tang Xiangfeng, Tang Xiangyun and others were frightened, and their hearts sank.

Because under the influence of Yang Xiaohuan's invisible sword qi, they found that Tang Fengyue's flawless momentum was being wantonly cut into pieces.

In the end, the entire battlefield was full of unscrupulous sword qi, and Tang Fengyue only had three feet of space to accommodate.

"I said, one day is my defeat, and for life I am defeated, you can lose!"

Yang Xiaohuan held the knife in both hands and slashed it out.

Like a thunderclap roaring, or like a terrifying wave, all the sword qi on the battlefield gathered into a sword shadow that slashed through the heavens and the earth, and slashed towards Tang Fengyue angrily with the general trend of the heavens and the earth.

This knife robbed almost all sights, sounds, and everything in the world seemed to have lost its brilliance.

"With such a decisive sword, even if Yulong wants to admit defeat, it's too late!"

Someone shouted.

"Hahaha, die, let you be in the limelight for a while, in the end, it is not to die under the knife of others. ”

Ying Jixiong had a long voice and laughed from ear to ear.

Tang Fengyue has always been a thorn in his eye, he dreamed that the other party would be hacked to death, and now that his dream has come true, how can he not be excited?

The terrifying boundless sword light reflected the expressions of countless people at the scene, some screamed in surprise, some shouted miserably, and some sneered happily.

But there was only one man, whose face was as pale as a waveless dry well.

He is Tang Fengyue.

Yang Xiaohuan's knife is indeed extremely strong for a while, and even exceeds the limit that many people can imagine.

But no one understands what Tang Fengyue's own strength has reached.

He just stood there and let the sword slash down.

Rumble!

The earth is shattering to describe the lethality of this knife. Many people were crumbling and their faces were full of despair. Zi Mengluo and other women, even their minds went blank.

"It's over. ”

Yang Xiaohuan whispered, sighing as before.

"Good knife technique. ”

The next moment, in the dust, a white-clothed figure appeared, and Yue Zhi stood in place.

"Impossible!"

Yang Xiaohuan was shocked, the first time in his life that it was difficult to contain his gaffe.

"Your peerless sword exists in the world I constructed. ”

Tang Fengyue only had one sentence.

The next moment, the scene in front of me shattered like glass.

Burst.

Tang Fengyue is still the same Tang Fengyue. Yang Xiaohuan spit out a mouthful of blood, and even the war knife that did not leave his hand fell to the ground.