One person in Huanlangtian was furious. "You are looking for death! Guhai barbarians like you who don't know the heights of heaven and earth, I will kill every one I see."
“Qiang”, “Qiang”…
The white light shocked the sky, and the sound was terrifying, attracting thousands of eyes in an instant.
Eighteen white feathers soared into the sky, making a harsh whining sound, lingering in a large area of bright light. The aura was astonishing, and it had the aura of a wild beast, which was breathtaking.
"Why is Huan Langtian here?"
"This kid is in trouble!"
"Oh, you are seeking death."
"Who is that? So powerful!"
Everyone exclaimed and retreated one after another, and a large blank space was immediately cleared on the top of the bustling Panlong Mountain.
Eighteen white feathers broke out of the air and struck, each one more than ten meters long. The strong light shone and the metal clanked like eighteen spears. The ominous aura was so powerful that it seemed like it was about to shatter the sky.
You don't need to think about it to know that these are the treasure feathers of some ancient ferocious birds, which are extremely powerful.
After they exploded into the sky, they dispersed and killed each other, covering the sky, trying to kill Tong Yan and leaving him with no way to retreat.
Tong Yan's eyes were filled with purple light, and the burning purple wings vibrated violently, shooting into the sky at an extremely fast speed, like a purple thunder, striking a red feather, with a shocking explosion, and a dazzling light burst out in an instant. , flashing all over the sky, like a thunder wave covering the sky.
The aura of the collision was extremely astonishing. Not only did it spread across the sky, it was also overwhelming. The people watching the battle below were thrown away, and many people screamed.
Tong Yan's body was boiling with purple flames, flooding his whole body. He was like a rampaging bird of prey, and then he collided with the second white feather. This time, the sound was louder, earth-shattering, and the energy fluctuations were even more intense.
The white feathers erupted with strong light, like a volcano erupting, and the breath was like rolling lava, all over the sky, and the light was like a terrible cold wave, making everyone watching the battle tremble. If it were an ordinary person who met him, he would probably be shattered in one encounter. But what is shocking is that that person actually blocked it and was still shaking the rest of the light feathers, making a clanging sound that shook everyone around.
The cold and cruel expressions of Huan Langtian's group of people were frozen on their faces. The one who took action was Qiu Ziyun, the direct descendant of Huanlang Tianli. The strength is very strong, and the eighteen light feathers are his personal treasure. He attacks with all his strength to kill this arrogant guy on the spot, without giving him any chance to struggle. Unexpectedly, he can hold it back one after another.
"Ah!" Tong Yan roared, shattering two light feathers one after another, and the violent breath shook away the last one that was about to rush over. Although he is crazy and arrogant, he has extremely strong strength.
Everyone on Panlong Mountain fell silent, staring blankly at the man waving purple flame wings high in the sky.
"No wonder you dare to talk so arrogantly, you turned out to be quite capable. But in front of Huan Langtian, you are not enough!" Qiu Ziyun of Huan Langtian was so ashamed and angry that he attacked Tong Yan with his bloody war spear. The crimson glow of the war spear is like blood, dyeing the sky red, carrying a destructive aura, sweeping the heaven and earth. He is very strong and his weapons are more powerful!
"You are Huan Langtian. I heard that you were defeated miserably?" Tong Yan did not forget to stimulate him, and wisps of highly pure purple flames appeared all over his body, entwining into a purple flame sword. With a loud roar, he raised the sword and ran to kill. Qiu Ziyun.
The bright purple flame sword is dazzling, it is made of pure purple flame, and it is intertwined with the ancient power of the ancient bronze lamp.
The two fought fiercely for more than ten rounds in the blink of an eye. Flames and bright lights boiled, baking the sky. Blood spears and purple flame swords collided intensively. The piercing clang was deafening, and the unparalleled power was unleashed.
The fighting was fierce and brutal! Especially Tong Yan, with the help of the purple flame wings, he showed unparalleled speed, vigorous and swift, like thunder and lightning, tightly wrapped around Qiu Ziyun, beating Qiu Ziyun into a panic.
Poof! ! Qiu Ziyun suddenly screamed, his left arm was cut off by the purple flame sword, blood sprayed out, and the whole audience screamed.
"Die!" Qiu Ziyun roared ferociously, using his blood and soul power to activate his blood spear, and rushed towards Tong Yan like a madman.
Tong Yan's eyes were bright, and his murderous intent was like a tide. He shouted loudly and fought Qiu Ziyun head on. The blood spear and the sharp sword collided together like two heavenly weapons, causing a huge wave that shocked the sky. The two energies filled the sky. Overwhelming the whole audience. Terrifying high temperatures and endless blood filled the world.
"Ah!" There was a scream on Panlong Mountain. Hundreds of people were roasted alive into ashes and shattered into pieces by their blood. There were also screams and screams below Panlong Mountain. Countless people retreated in panic and looked at each other in horror. High in the sky.
"Open it!!" Tong Yan's eyes were cold as he controlled the sword and pushed forward. Purple flames surged all over his body, and the high temperature swept across the sky, drying the clouds and distorting the space. A stream of terrifying energy poured into the purple flame sword. The sword was dazzling, and the high temperature was even more terrifying, as if it was about to dissolve the sky.
Qiu Ziyun roared angrily, as if he was crazy, and strongly controlled the blood spear to push forward. All his strength and energy were poured into the blood spear. Damn bastard, you want to embarrass me? Go ahead and dream!
However…
The disparity in strength is not due to will.
After a brief intertwining, the blood spear made a harsh clicking sound, cracks began to appear from the edge, and quickly spread to the whole body.
"No, no, no no..." Qiu Ziyun exploded with all his strength, but the blood spear shattered in an instant. The purple flame sword was sharp and surging with heat, and stabbed towards his chest.
At the critical moment, Qiu Ziyun opened his mouth and spit out a stream of silver light. There was a loud bang, and the silver light flashed, turned into a millstone, and hit Tong Yan's face.
Tong Yan quickly dodged and waved his purple flame feathers to retreat hundreds of meters away.
"boom"
The silver millstone surged, almost covering the entire sky, suppressing all the purple heat.
Qiu Ziyun gasped violently, and the pain in his chest was unbearable. Although he was not stabbed, the remaining warmth burned a big hole in his chest, and the smell of cooked meat and charcoal made him collapse and become even more angry. "You bastard, I will never forgive you!"
With a loud "dong" sound, Qiu Ziyun controlled the millstone and hit Tong Yan. This is a heavy treasure, made from thousands of meters of black iron that has been tempered for ten years. It is extremely powerful and can crush giant mountains, shake mountains, and even surge a terrifying gravity field.
Boom! Panlong Mountain was shaking, and the surrounding ground was rumbling and sinking. Many people who had not left in time knelt heavily on the ground, and then fell down in embarrassment. The bones all over their bodies were crackling, as if they were about to shatter, and screams came one after another. , the people in the distance were so shocked that they retreated hastily. What kind of baby is this? So terrifying!
"My strength is average, but I have a lot of treasures." Tong Yan was happy and fearless, and his whole body boiled with torrential flames, crashing into the millstone like a rushing river. The clang was loud and the sound was like thunder. The purple flame was as viscous as magma, overwhelming the millstone. His purple flame had transformed, became several times stronger at high temperatures, and possessed the unique mysterious soul power of the ancient bronze lamp.
Qiu Ziyun's eyes widened in anger, blood oozing from his seven orifices, and he controlled the millstone with all his strength to crush forward. However, the millstone was burned by the purple flames, unable to move forward, and kept retreating. He was even shocked to find that his control over the millstone was weakening, as if it was being cut off and melted by something one after another.
Qiu Ziyun roared angrily, rushed high into the sky, and landed on the millstone, controlling it with his own blood and soul.
"Young Master!!" Everyone in Huan Langtian exclaimed, how could this be possible? Their young master is very talented and powerful, and he is full of treasures, but he is actually controlled by an ancient sea cultivator? Who is this person? How could he have such strong strength!
"Break it!" Tong Yan suddenly shouted, the ancient lamp glowed in the sea of qi, and the strong light illuminated his whole body, releasing an extremely terrifying aura.
The millstone trembled violently, collapsed quickly, and was melted, turning into molten iron that poured over Panlong Mountain. The molten iron was red, sticky, and steamy, and quickly covered the top of Panlong Mountain. The melting of the millstone caused Qiu Ziyun, who was spiritually connected to it, to be severely injured and screamed in agony.
"You are defeated!" Tong Yan came close to him and pushed out a palm. The huge waves rolled and mixed with molten iron and rushed towards Qiu Ziyun.
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