Huang Xiaolong's face was indifferent and he shook his head: "Even if I don't call Martial Spirit, I can still defeat you!"
"What?!" Everyone around was buzzing, and the sound was soaring.
Everyone around felt that Huang Xiaolong was too crazy, even if the tenth-order early stage powerhouse did not summon the martial spirit, he could not be the opponent of Yang An who summoned the Xiaotian Divine Lion!
Moreover, many people felt that Yang An was unprepared just now, Huang Xiaolong suddenly shot, and this was a tie. Otherwise, Huang Xiaolong could not be Yang An's opponent.
When Yang An heard the words, he was even more furious. The lion screaming behind him roared, his whole body flashed with light, and he suddenly became a soul. After the soul was transformed, Yang An's whole body swelled in size, his hair was golden, and the whole looked like an angry man. Lion.
As soon as he turned into a soul, Yang An suddenly rushed towards Huang Xiaolong, but when he rushed over, Yang An stumbled and looked like he was drunk, but with every step he took, the light in his whole body rose in a circle, and at the same time, the air around him screamed.
"Lion Step!"
This is Yang An's soul skill.
The lion king step, each step is opened, the force of space is stimulated, and a kind of impact gravity is generated. The impact gravity of each step is superimposed, and when it collides forward, it finally collides like a giant mountain.
When Yang An opened to the fifth step, the powerful collision force made everyone around him startled and retreated again, and many buildings around the street also shook, cracked, and gravel fell.
In the distance, Fei Rong's expression also changed.
Although he had just broken through the tenth rank, it was difficult for him to take a blow from Yang An's life-soul ability.
At this time, Yang An had already arrived three meters in front of Huang Xiaolong, and continued to open up in one step, slamming into Huang Xiaolong's chest.
And Huang Xiaolong still stood there foolishly, as if Yang An was too fast to react in time.
Just when everyone thought that Huang Xiaolong was hit by Yang An's collision, suddenly, Huang Xiaolong who was standing there threw a punch.
"Crash fist!"
The fighting qi was heavy after another, rolling forward like a huge wave.
"Boom!" There was a loud noise.
Yang An took a step back, while Huang Xiaolong took six steps back in a row.
Time stopped temporarily.
Everyone looked at Huang Xiaolong in shock, but he took it!
Yang An's full blow, Huang Xiaolong took it without summoning his spirit!
Although Huang Xiaolong was five steps back than Yang An, Huang Xiaolong did not summon his martial spirit, and he did not use his natal soul skills.
Yang An's face was ugly and gloomy. Then he raised his right hand and made a strange movement. He slowly stroked his right hand to the right and made a circle. At this time, the entire robe on his right arm exploded, revealing On the strong right arm, on the right arm, the blue veins rose up and flashed with golden light, like golden earthworms, which seemed to contain terrifying power.
"God King One-Armed Fist!"
Yang An swung out his right arm and suddenly rushed towards Huang Xiaolong.
When Yang An attacked with his right arm, his left arm and body did not move at all, and a huge fist print burst out of the air, so fast that even Fei Rong, an early tenth-order powerhouse, could not see clearly.
Huang Xiaolong looked at the huge fist mark that broke through the air, and the blade of Shura appeared in his hands at some point, and suddenly swung out.
Countless blade lights appeared, two hurricanes swirled, and the whimper of hell continued to come out, colliding with Yang An's one-armed fist mark of the god king, constantly impacting and smashing.
After a blow from Hell's Wind, Huang Xiaolong flew up, and in mid-air, the blade of Shura swung down towards Yang An.
Countless blade lights formed a violent storm, with a roaring sound, Yang An looked frightened, panicked and retreated, but what made him fear was that the torrential rain formed by the blade lights turned around, Yang An retreated again and again, and his figure retreated. At that time, a long sword appeared in his hand and slashed out.
A huge sword beam slashed towards Blade Rain, but Yang An and the people around him saw that the huge sword beam slashed towards Blade Rain and was instantly blocked by Blade Rain.
Yang An kept retreating, and every time he retreated, he swung his sword to attack Blade Rain. After attacking more than a dozen swords, Blade Rain was finally blocked.
Just when Yang Anxin was relieved, he suddenly saw Huang Xiaolong's body in mid-air spinning continuously, and thunder light appeared one after another.
Yang An looked at Jiao Lei approaching him, shocked and waved his sword out, but Jiao Lei swallowed his sword glow in an instant, and even attacked him along his sword glow.
Yang An couldn't dodge, and was hit by Jiao Lei, his whole body trembled suddenly, he took a few steps back, and his chest was blackened by Jiao Lei.
At this time, another flood of thunder struck.
Yang An fled in panic, but just dodged one, and two more attacked.
Two hits, Yang An couldn't help but screamed in pain.
Afterwards, several floods of lightning struck, and when they hit again, Yang An was knocked out and crashed into the buildings on both sides of the street, and the buildings on both sides of the street collapsed.
"Master!"
"Big brother!"
Zhu Yi and the other masters of the Yang residence were startled, and were about to step forward when suddenly a palm force came over the mountain and blocked Zhu Yi and the others. Zhu Yi saw that the one who shot was Fei Hou.
"Fei Hou, you!" Zhu Yi was shocked.
"This is a duel between the two of them, no one can interfere!" Fei Hou said coldly.
Zhu Yi was angry and angry, but he also knew that if Fei Houruo blocked, they would not be able to break through Fei Hou's defense.
At this time, Huang Xiaolong floated down from mid-air, Yang An slowly stood up from the ground, Huang Xiaolong looked at Yang An who stood up from the ground, and had to admit that Yang An, who had a 12th-level martial arts spirit, was indeed very strong in defense. Even a tenth-level powerhouse with a tenth-level martial spirit would not be able to stand up if he was struck by his Fengdu Lightning.
After Yang An stood up, he roared up to the sky and looked at Huang Xiaolong with blood-red eyes. The hatred and killing intent in his eyes were so strong that even everyone in the distance was startled.
Yang An, the number one enchanting genius in the extraterritorial kingdom, was completely defeated by a boy five or six years younger than him! Moreover, when the other party did not summon the martial spirit, this was a great shame for him!
The eyes of everyone around him were stabbed at him like thorns!
"Dead, die, die!" Yang An Xin only had killing intent, only killing intent.
He actually had golden hair like a lion all over his body.
"Lion King Transformation!"
This is his 12th rank first-class martial spirit, the second natal soul skill that Xiaotian Shenshi awakened when he broke through the seventh rank transformation.
After the lion king transformed, his body swelled up again, his skin was golden yellow, like a layer of gold paint, his eyes were golden red, and a more terrifying aura emanated from his body than before.
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