The spear was extremely sharp, carrying Ouyang Ming's belief that it could cut through anything.
The whole world, the sky and the earth, all have to temporarily avoid the sharp edge under this spear. It is impossible for anything to stop it.
Dong Chenyu's face was solemn, and the blood flow in his body accelerated a lot. This shot gave him a very strong feeling. Even if he was a Venerable, he had to deal with it carefully.
His center of gravity dropped, and the aura on his body became thicker, like a mountain. The Dan Lake glowed with colorful glow, and his spiritual power roared. He pushed his hands outward, turning into two big white hands, tearing at the gun light. Go, this is a clever Tai Chi push, Dong Chenyu wants to use this to resolve this blow.
"Boom..." The gun light shocked the sky, and it seemed to contain countless mysterious avenues, changing all the time, and the speed was extremely fast, like lightning.
And those two big white hands condensed out of thin air actually ran counter to the skills of the blood dragon clan.
Zhongzheng is majestic, with a wonderful artistic conception of unloading force, which emphasizes using force to fight force.
"Bang..." There was a loud noise. Before the big hand could use its skill of "strength to hit force", it only lasted for two breaths before completely collapsing.
If it were just that, this attack could not be Ouyang Ming's strongest method. You must know that the snow peak is ten thousand feet long, how majestic is the power generated by the stack of avalanches? This already belongs to Tianwei. Moreover, it is still driven by the true meaning of Tao. It can be said that this shot is the most powerful one Ouyang Ming has used so far. His energy, energy and spirit are all integrated into one, so it can blast away Dong Chenyu's blow. Although it is unexpected, it is also reasonable. among.
But the gun's light continued, and it blasted away directly at Dong Chenyu.
Seeing this scene, Dong Chenyu's face changed slightly, and he thought to himself, What a pervert, if I swallow his blood, how far can I go to return to my ancestors? Beyond atavism? The light in his eyes became brighter and brighter, but the movements of his hands were also unambiguous. He quickly stabilized his stance, as if he had turned into a majestic mountain peak, with a faint red light emitting from his body. The Dan Lake was completely boiling. He raised both hands at the same time, and his spiritual power They gathered together and turned into a mysterious turtle that could suppress for eternity, standing in front of them.
"Rumble..." The gun light collided with the black turtle, causing ripples visible to the naked eye to rise in the space. Countless air waves swept out in all directions in a arrogant and domineering manner. Wherever they passed, the spiritual energy was destroyed. Crush it, turn into countless hurricanes, roll up countless yellow sands, overlap one after another, roll up into the sky, and stir up a prairie fire in just a moment.
One breath, two breaths...
This black turtle made of defensive power trembled in unison with the big avalanche gun, and screamed, as if it might collapse at any time.
A moment later, there was a bang, and it collapsed inch by inch, turning into countless spiritual fragments.
Dong Chenyu's pupils shrank slightly, his right arm trembled, and the palm of his palm was cracked and dripping with blood.
Ouyang Ming was even more miserable. His face was pale, his spiritual power was retrograde, all his internal organs were displaced, his body staggered, and he spurted out a large mouthful of blood.
Silence, deathly silence...
The scene in front of them has exceeded the understanding of these geniuses. They never expected that Ouyang Ming not only blocked a move, but also split the alien sage's jaws apart. Moreover, with this venerable being fully defensive, I couldn't help but have this thought in my mind, what would happen if I faced this move? Many practitioners ask and answer themselves: they will die. There is no doubt that they will die. Even Daozi couldn't stop this attack.
This move has the power to overwhelm a generation.
Everyone's faces when they looked at Ouyang Ming changed again. In addition to admiration, they also had admiration.
"Oh, it's a pity that I have the power to dominate a generation, but I have to die." A handsome man in white said softly.
"Yes, as long as he escapes today's catastrophe, jumps over the dragon gate, and becomes a spiritual master, it will be just around the corner." Another, a peak spiritual person, agreed.
He Jian pulled out the Ziwu Sword in his hand and pierced the throat of a blood dragon. He licked his lips vigorously and thought to himself, even if I use Tiotian, I can't stop this shot. Brother Yu, How many more surprises do you want to give me
Jiang Yingrong's figure was light and graceful, and her eyes were blazing, as if she had just met Ouyang Ming. Her sexy and fiery red lips parted, revealing her white teeth, and a smile appeared on her face.
Zhan Jian became more and more certain that this deal was definitely worth it. He tried his best to activate the sword marks engraved on his arm, holding on to time while looking for the best opportunity to strike.
Dong Chenyu gently licked the blood from his palm, with a joking look in his eyes again, and said coldly: "You are the strongest spiritual person I have ever seen, but after this shot, your Dantian spiritual power was exhausted. How do you fight?"
He knew that he had made a mistake, and it was very wrong. Before, he had thought that He Jian was the strongest and most difficult to deal with in this group of people, but he didn't expect that the strongest one would be this humble boy? He actually suffered some minor injuries, but that was the end of it.
Ouyang Ming didn't say anything. He spread his hands indifferently and thought to himself that the time for ten breaths had arrived.
He believed in the Burial Sword. Since the swordsman master said this, he would never do it without purpose.
However, before this thought came to an end, the small bloody sword in Burial Sword's hand emitted a strange light. At the same time, the bloody sword light on Burial Sword's arm merged into the divine tea, and a violent aura spread to the surroundings.
This is a kind of madness that despises all things.
The pure sword intent permeated the air, directly locking Dong Chenyu's Qi mechanism firmly.
As for Burial Sword, his whole body was shrouded in sword energy. The sword energy around him was born and destroyed, and destroyed and reborn.
Like the reincarnation of life and death, forming a circle, he looked resolutely and said softly: "This sword is a full blow condensed with essence and blood by the master of Juejian Peak, borrow it!" The voice was not loud, but it was like thunder.
Before he finished speaking, he slashed forward boldly.
The entire world was divided into two parts by this sword light. One was yellow sand, and the other was sword energy.
This sword is so arrogant that everything in the world has to bow before this sword.
Wherever it passed, dozens of blood dragons were unable to react at all and turned into ashes.
"Take advantage of this opportunity and run away quickly!" Zhan Jian said through the voice transmission. His face turned pale. The sword cultivator's full blow, just to activate it, required a huge amount of spiritual energy. Even if he was Daozi is a bit overwhelmed.
He Jian and Jiang Yingrong looked at each other and nodded secretly.
As for Dong Chenyu, a strong crisis filled his mind, as if he would be completely wiped out if he was not careful for a moment.
Even he found this blow difficult and could only deal with it with all his strength.
With a muffled roar in his heart, his body suddenly swelled and turned into a blood dragon. The scales on his body were blood red and shone with cold light, and he was more than fifty feet tall. A dark black line spreads from the top of the head to the tail. If you look closely, you can see that it is an evil thing that looks like a dragon but not a dragon. It looks like a snake but not a snake. The muscles all over its body are bowed like a horned dragon, full of explosive power. His body shook slightly, and even the space seemed to be shaking slightly.
A fierce look flashed in Dong Chenyu's eyes, and the dark black lines lit up instantly.
An evil thing that was neither a dragon nor a snake turned into a shadow, condensed out of thin air, and stood in front of him.
He exhaled suddenly, an invisible wind spread, and the phantom condensed out of thin air suddenly hit forward.
"Boom..." The spiritual energy exploded, and in just a moment, the shadow had a sign of collapse.
Dong Chenyu's expression changed drastically, he raised his right hand, slapped it between his eyebrows, and spurted out a large mouthful of blood. The blood contained rich bloodline power, turning into a large mass of blood mist, extremely scarlet. Dong Chenyu raised his hand and pointed, and the blood mist immediately merged into the shadow. Only then did it stop its decline, allowing the shadow to stabilize and become more solid. But the offensive power of the sword cultivator was too strong. Even if he spurted out blood, Dong Chenyu still didn't take much advantage.
At this time, the people watching the battle only had one thought in their minds: another pervert with an inheritance.
This is also the case. Ouyang Ming and his group, including Burial Sword, have a total of four people. Except for Jiang Yingrong, the others all have Taozi-level combat prowess.
Ouyang Ming has the heritage of the Dragon and Phoenix clans, and has great luck and great opportunities. There is no doubt about this.
He Jian was much inferior, but his sword that touched the sky was Xu Aoran's inherited sword technique. This is a ruthless man who can crush thunder from the sky with his bare hands and scatter clouds of calamity.
As for Burial Sword, he was also the No. 1 sect in Zhangzhou and the Taoist disciple of Juejian Peak of Seven Star Sect. Of course, he was not worthy of comparison with Ouyang Ming, but compared with the others, this status was already indescribably noble.
At this moment, Zhan Jian made seals with both hands at the same time and said in a deep voice: "Explode!"
Suddenly, the majestic sword energy exploded, and the air waves swept in all directions. Sand tens of feet high were lifted up and connected together, like a curtain made of sand, pushed out in circles, drawing a Countless concentric circles.
Wherever it passes, life is cut off.
Even Dong Chenyu had to avoid the edge temporarily.
The geniuses who gathered from all over the world looked shocked and quickly stepped back. Even the venerable one temporarily avoided them. How could they stop them
He muttered to himself, "Could it be that they can really escape from His Majesty's hands?" I felt extremely frightened in my heart. Just thinking about a group of spiritual beings running away from His Majesty's hands makes people feel very sad. crazy.
"Let's go..." Ouyang Ming shouted, forced out the last bit of spiritual power, and fled away.
Jiang Yingrong, He Jian, and Zhan Jian followed closely behind, turning into four green bolts and disappearing into the distance.
Dong Chenyu stepped back a hundred feet, avoiding the core of the explosion of sword energy. His face was as cold as frost, and his voice sounded like it was coming from the Nine Nether Cold Pond: "Do you really think you can escape? All your trump cards have been revealed. , next time I catch up, you will die!" With a wave of his sleeves, he took the remaining dozens of blood dragons and chased them from a distance.
And the master of the Death Clan has already firmly locked their position. No matter how fast Ouyang Ming and the other four are, they still can't compete with the Venerable.
What's more, there is not much spiritual energy left in Ouyang Ming and Burial Sword's dantian.
"Where are they?" Dong Chenyu asked via voice transmission. The voice roared like thunder, showing that he was extremely angry.
As soon as the sound came out, an ugly poisonous insect flew out of the yellow sand and buzzed in Dong Chenyu's ear.
"Hmph, it turns out that he went to the northwest, looking for death! That's the Jedi, and it won't be long before he will be out of the blood dragon family's sphere of influence." There was a flash of blood in his eyes, and he chased after him.