Qing Yang's words were already obvious, the medicinal power in his hand was the last thing to be promoted to the Lord God, and only one person could be promoted.
Either everyone is half-hearted, or one person is perfect.
Obviously, neither of them had such a big mind, and gave up the opportunity to become gods and became complete enemies.
Even at this moment, they didn't even suspect that Qing Yang's intentions and words were true or false, but they rushed towards each other in an instant.
The matter between them should have been resolved long ago, and it can't be resolved, even if the mysterious Qingyang has a purpose and wants them to kill each other, they recognize it.
Because it is impossible for the two to join forces to fight against each other, only when one party is completely resolved, can they plan to do something else.
This is the ultimate battle, a battle of life and death, and a battle that cannot be avoided.
Su Yan, in the middle of a senior war division, has a complete godhead, a godhead that has been ninety-nine percent of the time.
Nanhuangtong, a high-ranking battle master, is two levels higher than Su Yan, and possesses a godhead that has also condensed ninety-nine percent of it.
There is a gap between the two sides, but there is no gap.
Both sides are on par!
The entire Black Mountain was trembling, and the powerful roar made many people spit out blood and fainted.
This made everyone frightened and opened the distance from this mysterious Black Mountain again and again.
They didn't know what happened, because they were out of sight from the fifth floor.
But there was a voice that almost told them that Su Yan had really started a duel with Nan Huangtong.
Because in their impression, the whole Montenegro, there are only two of them living.
The rock shattered, a huge fist carrying green poison, filled with fierce energy, rushed past Su Yan's ear, the air burst, and the void was blasted out of a scattered black hole.
Seeing Su Yan evading a blow, Nan Huangtong flashed a cold light in his eyes and moved his footsteps, leaving only an afterimage in the air, but its body disappeared strangely.
Su Yan immediately left the place, and a giant skull snapped at the location Su Yan had just been in, and swallowed it in one bite, leaving only a black space.
This is how many times Su Yan and Nan Huangtong have played against each other. At this moment, both sides are panting.
But I have to admit that Jiang is still old and hot, and the opponent's attack methods are endless, and the damage is extremely high.
The skull slowly turned into the appearance of Nanhuangtong, Su Yan's face changed abruptly, and he turned and raised his hands in an instant.
"The power of the Pluto of the eight gods!"
In an instant, Su Yan's two arms and fists directly condensed a layer of dark gray cuticles, and extremely sharp bone spurs emerged from them, just like the hands of a devil.
All this seemed like a long story, but it took shape in an instant, and then blasted it with one blow.
Nan Huangtong unexpectedly slammed out of the void next to him and fought against it, but the skeleton incarnation in front of him slowly dissipated, everything was just blindfolding.
The two clashes in panic, the powerful and domineering attack, exuded a frightening violent wind, and faintly, there was the screaming sound of ghosts and monsters.
Su Yan's throat was sweet, and the inside of his chest seemed to be burning, flying upside down under the impact.
The same is true of Nan Huangtong, staggering to stop the starry sky, rubbing the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then looking at the constantly infiltrating energy on his fist, he directly forced it out with a flick.
"Okay, that's great, I'm just a little curious now, and the one thing I can't figure out the most, why have you been against my Tiannuo country?" Nan Huangtong's chest was also violently ups and downs at the moment, and his hands trembled a little.
Su Yan stabilized his figure and smirked as he looked at Nan Huangtong: "Gu Zhenguo, do you know?"
Nan Huangtong thought for a while and nodded: "A declining eighth-level kingdom of God, oh, I understand, it turned out to be like this, you taught me a lesson, it turns out that cutting the grass without removing the roots is really a great trouble. what."
Nan Huangtong quickly understood, because he personally approved the actions of the eighth-level kingdom of God. What's more, it was Su Yan's brother who reported it back then, which was very curious and interesting.
It was not regarded as a thing at all. The people below were also fooling around after finding no one. After all, Su Yan, who had fled, was just a junior fighter who had just stepped into it ten years ago. He was still a hairy boy, not to be afraid, even to forget. NS.
No wonder, since he appeared, he has been targeting Tiannuo Divine Kingdom and his subordinates.
In this way, everything makes sense.
After Su Yan said all of this, he shot back hundreds of feet with a shot, and the formation at Nan Huangtong’s feet was also instantaneous, like a giant spider web. Su Yan’s position was just right before. In the formation.
Relying on conversation to distract, this makes Su Yan even more despise Nanhuangtong.
Seeing that the strategy was seen through, Nan Huangtong did not pretend, the formation was completed, and the combat power was directly doubled. His eyes had an undisguised killing intent, with five fingers forming claws.
A huge box rose slowly from the formation, and then was caught by Nan Huangtong in his palm and carried it on his back.
"The Seven-Star Kunwu Sword of the Emperor-level Divine Weapon!" Nan Huangtong suddenly stretched out his finger and pointed at Su Yan, as if he had planted some kind of contract, and the box behind it instantly spread out on one side.
A silver-moon sword with seven stars inlaid on it exploded fiercely from it, turning into an invisible piece of training, with a powerful killing intention, instantly piercing through nothingness, fiercely Boom to Su Yan.
Su Yan's face changed drastically, his hands clasped fiercely, and then opened again, a huge shield appeared.
At this time, the sword light came out of the void, dinged and stabbed on the shield, Su Yan was pushed back again and again by this strong force, wherever the soles of the feet fell, the space was trampled into powder. And collapse.
His entire demonized arm was trembling, and his chest was even more stuffy.
What a strong attack!
Su Yan was shocked before it was too late, and the Nan Huangtong over there pointed Su Yan again.
"The Heavenly Wolf Sword of the Emperor Grade God Soldier!" A huge black wolf phantom roared out of the sword box.
"The Canglong Sword of the Emperor God Soldier!"
"The Blue Bull Spear of the Emperor God Soldier!"
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Nan Huangtong directly sacrificed a total of eighteen self-made imperial weapons over the years, exhausting countless hard work, all of them blasted Su Yan.
Finally, he tore off the sword box and banged it with a punch.
The entire sword box shattered layer by layer, but it seemed to be reassembled. Slowly, a puppet was formed. No, to be precise, it was a humanoid weapon exactly like Nan Huang Tong.
It's not a clone, it's not something else, it's just a weapon. The coercion formed throughout his body is exactly the same as the Nan Huangtong body, without the slightest difference.
Whether it is cultivation base or ninety-nine percent of the godhead.
This is his ultimate weapon, a weapon cast by Yan Chi's eyebrows, which he obtained quietly back then.
Back then, Yan Chi took off the eight energies between his eyebrows to smash Dao Kong, but some of it did not disperse, but was obtained by coincidence by his chance. Then, one casting was two thousand years.
It can be said that at this moment Su Yan is no longer fighting Nan Huangtong alone, but... two people with the same cultivation base.
He is a humanoid weapon, and at the same time, a humanoid weapon is him! (End of this chapter)