"What is there to sigh? The future giant of the Mozu, a guide to lead the Mozu to glory?"
Luo Xingchen smiled lightly and gave Qin Yang a high evaluation.
Qin Yang's achievements are also incredible in his eyes.
I heard that Qin Yang is getting more and more adept at refining Thunder Beads. He holds the secret recipe in his hand. Which of the top ten demons is not greedy
Swordsman supreme, perfect refining equipment, enchanting formation, unparalleled refining...
Qin Yang's achievements are also countless, and he can be called a peerless arrogant in the era of repression.
These words, they hid in their hearts, tacitly.
It's a pity that I met today, but it was still not a friend, but an enemy.
so what? Since Qin Yang offered to have a few drinks with him, he would drink the wine and drink this once in a lifetime.
Hurry up! Painful! nice! Beautiful!
"This wine, Wanyijing's spleen and stomach are like iron, and you can't stand it if you drink it. Do you dare to drink it with me? One and half?"
Qin Yang held the wine in both hands, with a confident smile, and the pride in his heart was undoubtedly revealed.
Luo Xingchen's mouth curled, and he said: "I'm afraid you are inferior to me! This wine, I drink a big head, you drink less."
"Hahaha... I won't let it! If you have the ability, come and grab it."
As Qin Yang said, with his palm gently exerting force, he pushed the jar of wine to the sky and floated into the clouds. The wine was flying all over the sky, as if spilled, but like a water dragon shuttled back and forth in the sky without a drop.
"it is good!"
Luo Xingchen gave a violent shout, swiftly walked away, the way of flowing light, like a shadow follow!
laugh!
He leaped to the sky, like a flying dragon in the sky, in all directions, except for these great saints, most of the remaining people, can't see his movements clearly, only one thought in his mind, too fast!
Seeing that, Luo Xingchen's palm has a suction. The spirits all returned to the wine jar, and when he stretched out his hand, he almost held it up.
But Qin Yang's body instantly became utter nothing, even the streamer had never been produced, invisible and intangible, Luo Xingchen was knocked away by a huge force before he even touched the wine jar. Reclamation.
Luo Xingchen flew upside down, Qin Yang flashed out of thin air, and struck out again with his palm. This time, Luo Xingchen's eyes flashed a little surprise, but he didn't panic. He cleverly used gentle force to overcome strength with softness. He was right with Qin Yang. With a palm, without splashing energy ripples, Qin Yang's body was out of control and flew out of the sky.
The so-called gentle force spectrum, as much energy as you are, I will rebound as much energy as you can, letting you eat your own palm strength, and it feels uncomfortable.
Qin Yang flew without a trace. Luo Xingchen drank stubbornly while holding the altar. Just after taking a sip, he felt that his internal organs were burning, and there seemed to be a ball of flames all over his body.
"happy!"
Luo Xingchen hugged the altar and drank again, taking a second bite into his abdomen, and the skin all over his body became hot.
He was about to take another sip, but a sword pierced sharply. The whole space was rioting, the sky was spinning, the hurricane was screaming, and it seemed that the space was distorted.
I saw Qin Yang returning, with a golden winged Dapeng Supreme Dharma totem, carrying a sword to impede the law of moving space, and the sword to cut the void. At such a rapid speed, Luo Xingchen dodged back, and Qin Yang's body flashed, instantaneously He avoided the wine altar from his hand and drank it.
"Grumbling..."
After a few mouthfuls, Qin Yang's skin became a burning red, and his skin was red copper, which should be painful when placed on other people.
However, he often enters the Thunder Demon Clan's Thunder Pond and enjoys the nine thunders tempering his body. He was originally the incorruptible body of the King Kong. This bit of strong wine burned his heart, but he was safe and sound, but shouted with joy.
The cold wind in the air was all because of Luo Xingchen's entire body, releasing the ultimate level of perfection, and even freezing the air and condensing everything.
Qin Yang's drinking movement stopped abruptly and became more and more slow.
Obviously, the cold had already invaded his body, causing him to gradually stop.
And Luo Xingchen moved calmly, grabbing this wine easily, and drinking as much as he could.
If a silver thread of wine poured into his throat, everyone only saw that his throat was moving, his skin was getting hotter and hotter, and there was even steaming steam, just like Xiaoyao Brewmaster, how happy!
But Qin Yang remained motionless, his body was shrouded in cold mist, and his body progressed toward the transparent color.
"Kakka!"
Three successive thunders, black thunders, red thunders, and purple thunders, blasting his body, like a pillar of thunderbolt, shattered the ice layer, Qin Yang's body became swift again, and thunder shot into his eyes. Line, hit Luo Xingchen's chest.
Luo Xingchen leaned back and fell, falling like a meteor. In the process of falling, he was still drinking heavily on the altar.
Qin Yang flew away, his body condensed into two arc-shaped beams of black and white, among them were small lightning bolts, which was the formation of condensation, dreamless, and Qin Yang used this trick to almost kill Luo. Xingchen, if it weren't for Luo Xingchen's Ten Saint Soul Breaking Array with both offensive and defensive formations, he would be half dead.
Today, this dreamless Wuji has obviously become more powerful. Basically, it kills all heaven and human realms, which is not a problem. Ordinary Wanyi realms, if they are not as fast as Qin Yang's Way of No Light, they still have to retreat, and the hair is horrified.
They were both drinking and fighting fiercely, one by one, doing whatever they wanted, unrestrained, even if the heavens and humans were perfect, they might be distracted, and they might not be able to do it.
Qin Yang activated the formation method and smashed towards Luo Xingchen.
Luo Xingchen clasped his hands together, the Ten Saints Broken Soul Formation, and the ancient bell totem, once again appeared, just like the battle of Moya Mountain, and they all had a little nostalgia in their eyes, as if they had gone back to the past.
"Swish swish..."
Dream Promise, blasting out a series of electric beams, these electric beams, to a certain extent, may be more pure than Thunder, and they can kill the opponent's body and soul together, and there is no chance for the soul to get out of the body.
The electric beam is like a lightsaber, hitting the ancient bell totem, the ancient bell totem, the ten saints have various postures. Sleeping.
At this moment they seemed to be alive, all their eyes opened, and there was a murderous intent in their eyes, one by one jumped out of the ancient clock totem, swept across with their palms, and destroyed the electric beams...
After some time, the fantasy infinite formation dissipated, and the ancient bell totem also dissipated, and the two formations were tied at this time.
When they used this high-level formation at the beginning, their soul power was consumed severely, but at this time they were calm and relaxed, and they still had more energy.
A jar of wine floats in the sky.
The two swept in the same direction again, one avatar streamed, and the other couldn't even see the figure.
The speed of the two of them reached the pinnacle, killing the same realm in a flash, and killing their peers in a flash. Those peerless evildoers who were one or two thousand years older than them were less than one-tenth of theirs.
This time, the two directly started one after another, tit-for-tat, hand-to-hand combat, fists and feet, invisible, invisible, stormy and rainy, and the sky was dark, dark clouds, but seeing this day, it was dark, bright, bright, and again It's dark, just like thunder flashes, stunned ghosts and gods!
"Boom boom boom..."
Fists and fists, palms and palms, knees and knees, one after another bumping, head-to-head, not giving way to each other, the violent momentum is huge, the sunset and the lonely bird fly together, this is the real masterpiece, the ultimate showdown!
On the way, the wine jar was often taken by Qin Yang, took a few sips, and then was taken away by Luo Xingchen, and then drank one more.
Their skin, eyes and pupils, and nostrils all began to smoke and steam, which shows that this spirit is not something ordinary people can enjoy.
After the physical strength collided, a jar of wine finally fell into Luo Xingchen's hands, but he was thrown away directly, holding a sword with one hand, and the momentum was like a rainbow.
"The formation has been fought, and the fists have been touched. Then, compare the swordsmanship and compare the level of sword intent."
Luo Xingchen shook the sword in his hand, Qin Yang raised the corner of his mouth and shouted, "Okay!"
He also raised his sword, the two of them fought together like light and shadow, the world changed color, the wind and clouds surging, the sword roared in the sky, thundering everywhere!
"Space Kendo! Break! Break! Break!"
Qin Yang swung his sword and drank softly, constantly changing positions from all directions, but everyone couldn't see when he left and when he moved.
Having not seen each other for decades, Qin Yang's swordsmanship can only be described as proficiency and rising step by step.
This kind of sword move, killing people invisible, and obliterating thousands of people in the same realm, should be effortless.
And Luo Xingchen, condensed the star field, the essence of the stars, turned into a copper wall and iron wall, first for defense, then he pierced the five elements of sword intent, the five elements merged, gold, wood, water, fire, earth, encirclement and entanglement, the five-color light beams are strong and soft, kneading each other, Transformed into a huge multicolored beam of light, with one hit, Qin Yang moved the nine black thunders into one, and the thunder and lightning extinguished the multicolored light beam, so there were no scars on his body.
"Dapeng spreads its wings! Space plunder!"
Qin Yang had already appeared behind Luo Xingchen when he didn't know when. He twisted the space and surpassed time. With a sharp sword, he finally carried a hurricane and hit Luo Xingchen's back.
"Puff..."
With this sword, Luo Xingchen passed through his chest, still so decisive.
A drop of blood spilled, Luo Xingchen did not move, and there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth.
The east wind blows, the drum of war beats, who will the peerless Tianjiao sword kill
After Qin Yang stabbed this sword, his brow furrowed and he became a bit sullen, and shouted violently, "Luo Xingchen! Show your true skills! Are you not in the late stage of the Celestial and Human Realm? Suppress the realm against me, and I won't win. Brilliant!
I only used 50% of my strength. Are you afraid that I will laugh at you? "
Luo Xingchen turned his back to Qin Yang, lowered his head, and muttered: "Why are you hiding from me... I know, you are still Qin Yang in the Black Devil Ridge in the past, and you haven't changed... Are we not righteous brothers?"
Even though his voice was very small, Qin Yang heard clearly.
Qin Yang didn't seem to change his face, his eyes trembled, distressed, and struggling!
"roll-"
Qin Yang shook the hilt of the sword abruptly, spinning continuously, stirring Luo Xingchen's internal organs without mercy.
Luo Xingchen turned his back to him, raised the sword, and made a highly difficult movement. With a sword in his back, he cut through Qin Yang's First Emperor's weapon, leaving a gap. The sharp sword shattered and the sword intent was barren. , The great sword lies across, penetrating the void—
"Boom..."
Luo Xingchen turned around abruptly, kicked Qin Yang's neck, and shook Qin Yang. That blood arrow was sprayed in the air, and Qin Yang's flesh and blood flew across the sky, and was almost shattered to pieces by the desolate sword intent, and moved back thousands of times. Zhang, hit the wall of a palace, the palace, all turned into powder.
And he himself, landing lightly, ignoring the pain, standing still.
In an instant, the sword in his hand collapsed inch by inch, the two swords were all broken, and they all fell together. The hands were soft, the hilt of the sword fell to the ground, and the blood in the chest was bleeding.
The mountains are whistling with the tsunami, the world is eclipsed, the roads of Kyushu are fighting, the two arrogances go hand in hand, whoever controls the ups and downs...