"No wonder you are so unscrupulous.
Your combat power is actually so strong."
Red light flashed in Yantianya's eyes, and he stepped forward in a rage.
Qingyang Huan's fighting prowess further aroused his fighting spirit and confirmed what he was thinking, otherwise he would not have stepped down from the stone tower in mid-air.
"However, you are not qualified enough to use me as a stepping stone."
In the midst of the dragon's movement and tiger's stride, Yantianya's hair burst out with astonishing energy, and his crystal hair ignited with blazing flames.
Qingyang Huan's eyes sparkled with light.
Yantianya was born in the ancient Qiuyan clan, so his fortune and heritage were naturally not weak.
Being ranked second on the list shows his tyrannical strength, but now, his fortune is no longer weak.
Among others, he will be the best among his peers in Lashan. retreat The violent momentum was like two ovens that were about to explode.
Almost at the moment when the violent force burst out from the two of them, the surrounding warriors retreated one after another.
Qingyanghuan dared to directly challenge Yantianya.
This was no longer an ordinary competition for the top spot.
This was already the pinnacle of the entire young generation in Lashan.
The measurement of combat power can no longer be judged by common sense.
This kind of momentum has naturally attracted the attention of too many warriors again.
The top ranking is the place where the entire young generation of the entire Lashan Mountain kills each other, and when the competition involves the top three, it is the most powerful place.
The ultimate peak killing.
Young people are already outstanding in today's world, and they don't want to be convinced by anyone.
This has nothing to do with fate or heritage, but a belief, a strong belief that enables them to embark on a martial arts journey.
In the martial arts, talent and good fortune are important, but without the belief in competing, you will not go very far.
Of course, he has just realized this belief. boom As Yantianya took a step forward, crimson light flowed down, as if appearing out of thin air, wrapping his whole body into a blazing oven.
In an instant, the oven exploded, and a red fist blasted out. . buzzing The void exploded, and a ray of fire spread out with Yantianya's punch.
This punch contained the artistic conception of Nine Suns, like a volcano erupting, blazing and hot.
The boxing technique that is integrated into the artistic conception shows great power and scorching heat.
Not only that, Yantianya's boxing also has the blessing from Shenzang.
In fact, for a warrior, when he reaches the level of soul-catching or higher, there is no need to open the divine treasure if it is not necessary.
Looking at the power of Yantian Cliff, he realized that only by fighting with the strong can he gain control.
Become stronger yourself.
The same Qingyang Huan restrained all the blood in his body, and restrained the divine light of the stone spear in his hand.
However, there was a rush of blood roaring out of the body, pouring into the depths of the stone spear, and there were faint sounds of dragon roars.
Heartbreaking.
The stone spears and fists collided with a sound like thunder.
Qingyang Huan's body did not move back at all.
The surging energy and blood surged out of his body, blocking the splashing aftermath.
Immediately, he pierced through the stone spear again.
Compared with the previous time, this time the stone spear splashed out with golden light.
A vague murderous aura and the golden stream of light merged into one, turning into a surging killing blow.
Previously, he had gradually integrated the killing of enlightenment into his own attacks, but the effect was not significant.
However, the fight against Yantianya at this moment gave him new inspiration.
The violent murderous intent exploded again.
Qingyang Huan combined the sputtering murderous intent into one body, but Yantianya stepped back a few feet and stared at him with a slightly stern look.
How could he not see that Qingyang Huan really used him as a whetstone to hone his own fighting skills, and used him as a stepping stone to constantly hone his artistic conception and integrate it into his attacks.
"Nine Suns Melt the Sky"
In an instant, killing light burst out from his eyes, and Yantianya punched out again.
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This punch directly covered the void in front of him with red.
The artistic conception of Nine Suns was intertwined, the sky and the earth were like red fire, and there was a faint dark red track like a prison.
He roared in disgust and strangled him in the air.
"If you want to learn, it depends on your ability."
Roaring like thunder, the rage surging in Yantianya's eyes treated him as a stepping stone, so he had to be prepared to be completely crushed.
"good" Qingyang Huan roared, staring at the roaring flames.
The trajectory of the nine suns was like a prison in the sky, and the red flames were blazing.
Burning violently This is a mysterious artistic conception that belongs to the Jiuyang artistic conception.
Compared with his killing, it seems a bit cumbersome.
The only killing he understands is killing.
Yantianya has obviously integrated artistic conception and attack.
This kind of fighting instinct is exactly what he lacks.
At this moment, Qingyang Huan incorporated Qi Qi into his attack, and raised the stone spear in his hand again.
This time, a real spear rushed out from the stone spear, and the intense killing force was wrapped up by the real spear.
Based on the true form of the god, it blends into the artistic conception of killing and roars out.
The murderous artistic conception of the Xiaocheng realm roared out along with the true jade god form, with a roar like thunder, and within a few feet in front of him, the sky exploded with golden light.
The violent power was like a roaring mountain and a tsunami, devouring the surrounding void.
Pieces of gravel floated up and turned into streamers of light that splashed in all directions, causing the surrounding warriors to flee behind.
These rubbles were entangled with killings, like the sharpest knife, cutting through the body of the warrior.
Deng Deng Deng Under the violent killing, Yantianya retreated continuously, his face turned pale, and there was also a roaring sound in his body, which was hard to suppress by the surging blood.
There was a hint of disbelief in his eyes.
With just two moves, Qingyang Huan fully understood his attack method.
This does not mean comprehending the Jiuyang Taoism, but the fusion of Taoism and his own attacks, completely transforming it into a peak. of combat power.
You must know that the ancient tribe of Qiuyan has a natural affinity for Jiuyang Taoism.
Even so, after he comprehended the Nine Yangs' artistic conception to Xiaocheng, he spent a full year to integrate the Nine Yangs' artistic conception into his attacks.
Even so, the clan elders all praised him highly.
The clan elder even said that in the future he would enter the totem realm and have the potential to integrate his artistic conception into the world.
However, Qingyang Huan, in a short period of time, imitated himself and perfected his combat power.
"good" At this moment, Yantianya had the urge to vomit blood, but his expression became increasingly cold.
This kind of struggle turned into a whetstone, allowing Qingyang Huan to continue to make progress.
Taking a deep breath, the chill in Yantianya's eyes disappeared and turned into a touch of solemnity.
He had a deep understanding of Qingyang Huan's difficulty.
Facing such an opponent, he could only use the most tyrannical force to suppress him.
In an instant, crimson flames exploded around him, and a sea of crimson fire surged out, covering everything within a few feet in radius.
The red flames burned, and the green smoke spread.
Following the sea of red fire, ferocious beasts roared.
A prisoner's body was covered in blazing flames.
It looked like a great ape, with a hint of ferocity, and its whole body was covered with scales
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