Yinyang Xiangyu's eyes fell on Lu Ming all the time, his eyes were burning with deep greed.
To him, Lu Ming represents the position of the Son of Heaven and an infinite future.
"Since I'm here, they, leave it to me!"
Yinyang Xiangyu opened his mouth, and then stepped out.
boom!
A powerful breath rose into the sky.
The Seventh Level of Divine Sovereign!
As soon as Yinyang Xiangyu's breath erupted, Lu Ming and Ao Yan felt that the other party's cultivation was at the seventh level of a god.
However, Lu Ming and Ao Yan did not dare to be careless.
The young man from Yae, the god of the gods, was obviously in awe of Yinyang Xiangyu. Obviously, the opponent's strength cannot be judged by cultivation.
This time, a lot of evildoers came in, and it was possible to meet any kind.
Even if they meet someone of the same level who can fight them, it is not impossible.
Swish!
Suddenly, Yinyang Xiangyu moved, his figure flashed, and the next moment, he appeared in front of Lu Ming and Ao Yan. A snow-white long sword appeared in his hand, and he slashed at Lu Ming and Ao Yan. come over.
After cutting out, the sword light split into two, cutting towards Lu Ming and Ao Yan respectively.
"Shenlong Slash!"
Ao Yan drank coldly, the dragon horn on top of her head was glowing, bursting out a bright divine light, and slashed towards the opponent.
And Lu Ming, brandishing the Bashen Spear, blasted towards the opponent.
boom! boom!
There were two roars in succession, and Lu Ming felt an extremely powerful force rushing towards him. His body trembled slightly, and he couldn't help but took two steps back.
The same is true for Ao Yan, the nine dragon claws took a few steps back.
"What a powerful force!"
Lu Ming was shocked.
With just one move, Lu Ming knew that he had encountered a terrifying evildoer.
This Yin Yang Xiangyu is amazingly strong in combat power. Although his cultivation is only at the seventh level of the god, his combat power is much stronger than that of the young man at the eighth level of the god.
The Bashen Spear in Lu Ming's hand vibrated continuously, and even a crack appeared on it.
"Being able to block one of my moves has some strength. It seems that I don't need to show my real skills. I can't take you down for a while!"
Yinyang Xiangyu was a little surprised, surprised that Lu Ming and the two were able to block his attack.
The next moment, a sword appeared in his left hand.
A pitch-black long sword was the complete opposite of the snow-white long sword in his right hand.
boom!
His aura became even more violent. There were two kinds of divine power circulating in his body, one black and one white, intertwined and intertwined with each other.
"Two kinds of divine power, the ancient cultivation method, no, this is the power of Yin-Yang, this person is the arrogance of the Yin-Yang clan!"
Lu Ming's face changed wildly.
He suddenly thought of the Yin-Yang clan.
The Yin-Yang clan, the top clan in the prehistoric universe, ranks sixteenth among the prehistoric races list!
The races that can be ranked in the Great Desolate Ten Thousand Races list are all absolutely big races, and they are the overlords of the Great Desolate universe, let alone ranked sixteenth.
Except for the top ten, absolutely terrifying races, bloodline talents, extremely powerful and terrifying.
It is said that people of the Yin-Yang family can control the two divine powers of Yin and Yang as soon as they are born, and cooperate with each other, so they are much stronger than other people.
Moreover, the divine power of yin and yang can also derive a special original secret technique, which has an astonishing attack power.
Anyone from the Yin-Yang race can easily crush those weaker races in a fight at the same level.
What's more, Yinyang Xiangyu is the arrogance of the Yinyang clan, and his strength is even more terrifying.
"Yin-Yang Kill!"
An indifferent voice spit out from Yinyang Xiangyu's mouth, and then the black and white swords suddenly slashed out. Immediately, endless sword lights burst out, like a violent storm, sweeping towards Lu Ming and Ao Yan.
"Block!"
Lu Ming roared.
He simply put away the Dominator's Gate and Tyrant God Spear, and fully manipulated the 'Forbidden Power'. A force burst out from every cell, and this force gathered on Lu Ming's fists.
Boom boom boom...
Lu Ming blasted out with both fists, hundreds of punches were thrown out in an instant.
Hundreds of fist marks blasted towards the infinite black and white sword light.
At the same time, Ao Yan also exerted all his strength, and the dragon claws stepped into the air, unleashing a terrifying attack.
In this piece of sky, there was a big explosion, and the divine light shot up into the sky.
After a few breaths, the two figures retreated crazily.
It was Lu Ming and Ao Yan who retreated tens of thousands of miles before stopping.
And there were many sword wounds on the two of them.
On Ao Yan's silver-white dragon body, the dragon scales were cut open, and there were at least a dozen sword wounds, blood flowing, and the injuries were serious.
And Lu Ming was not much better, with more than a dozen sword wounds on his body, which almost chopped him into pieces.
But what surprised Lu Ming was that his injury was healing rapidly, even the opponent's yin and yang power couldn't stop the wound from healing.
The power of taboo not only has a strong attack power, but also has a strong recovery ability.
"What a strong strength!"
Lu Ming's face was extremely serious.
This yin and yang Xiangyu is too strong. Lu Ming and Ao Yan are no match for each other when they join forces.
If it's a battle at the same level, Lu Ming has full confidence and can easily suppress the opponent, but when the opponent's cultivation level is several times higher, the strength completely crushes him.
"It's troublesome, it seems that you really can't underestimate the heroes of the world!"
Lu Ming sighed softly in his heart.
Some time ago, Lu Ming and the others took action a few times, and they easily killed all the evil geniuses of the seventh level of the gods. This made Lu Ming and others a little bit arrogant, and somewhat underestimated the geniuses of all races.
Before, they just didn't meet too scary monsters, it doesn't mean they didn't.
Swish!
Yinyang Xiangyu flashed his figure, and continued to kill Lu Ming and Ao Yan. The billowing sword light swept towards them at an astonishing speed, covering tens of thousands of miles.
Lu Ming and the two teamed up, but after the fight, their injuries became more serious.
Lu Ming is fine, his resilience is amazing, but Ao Yan's breath is sluggish. If this continues, he will not be far from falling.
"Hahaha, this Lu Ming and the Nine-Clawed Dragon are dead. Unfortunately, I didn't kill them!"
The young man with eight layers of gods laughed heartily.
It's just a pity that he didn't kill him, so the reward doesn't belong to him.
He glanced at Yinyang Xiangyu jealously, and then he looked at Ao Guan and Ao Cheng with greedy eyes.
Ao Guan and Ao Cheng are also nine-clawed dragons.
Although he can't kill Lu Ming and become the emperor, he will also be rewarded for killing the Nine-Clawed Dragon.
He immediately charged towards Ao Guan and Ao Cheng.
With this person joining, Ao Guan and Ao Cheng also fell into a disadvantage.
The situation, for Lu Ming and the others, was very passive and fell into a crisis.
"Let's see how many tricks you can block me. Today's ending is already doomed. Lu Ming, I will step on you to reach the peak and become the Son of Heaven!"
Yin Yang Xiangyu is full of vigor, surrounded by divine power of Yin and Yang, and his sword is soaring to the sky.
He seemed to have turned into two black sword lights, piercing through the air and killing at an astonishing speed, he rushed in front of the two of them at once.