"Reminisce about the old, that's all!" He laughed, his sword eyebrows raised, and vaguely, if the golden iron strikes, the shocking air of killing is restrained.
"So, do you want to monopolize the sea dragon fruit?" Tang Tengtian's cheeks are pale, but he still has the temperament of a leading general.
"The capable ones live here, you can't do it!" As he said, he shook his head, very contemptuous.
"Does it mean that taking advantage of others is great?" Tang Tengtian retorted.
"You are not worthy!" With a sneer, with a dismissive gesture, the rumbling and thunder came out, making people deaf in both ears.
"What the mother-in-law is doing? If you want to snatch our things, please ask me about my fist first!" He shouted directly with an extremely rugged face, a pile of flesh, and an astonishing ferocity.
"Compared with me, you are still too bad, only brute force!" He commented casually.
"It's always enough to hit you!" Extremely Man is very domineering.
"It seems that if you don't show your hands, you are not satisfied!" He said lightly, introverted and sharp, like the clank of a heavenly sword.
"Stop talking nonsense!" Extremely brutal, holding a mace stick, like a ridge falling down, hitting the sky and exploding.
The other party just popped a finger, and the majestic power was shocked, and it was to slap the mace that dazzled the world.
"Extremely retreat!" Tang Tengtian slowly shouted very solemnly.
"Brother, I can do it!" He was unwilling, and seemed to want to bear more for the senior.
"Ignorance, let me teach you some lessons." He swiped across in a cold tone, and yelled directly.
At the same time, the big hand slapped, the mist rolled, and it was extremely heavy, as if it was coming from the sky, or in other words, carrying the power of a world, extremely dangerous spiritual power fluctuations radiated, and it just flew extremely brutal.
He was seriously injured, but his spiritual power was restored. Now it seems that the injury is still increasing.
"Dare to ask your honor?" Tang Tengtian said slightly.
"My name is Ming Zhentian, the one who is destined to suppress the heavens... shouldn't be said to be a god!" He said arrogantly but flatly.
"Never heard of it." He thought for a while and said calmly.
"Come on! Let me see your strength, what is it?" Tang Tengtian didn't have any fear, on the contrary, his fighting spirit was high.
"Although you are not bad, in my hands, I am afraid that you can't do ten tricks!" Ming Zhentian Ju said condescendingly.
"Strength comes from the battle, not from words!" He roared like a wild lion, shaking Xiao Han.
When the words were over, Tang Tengtian walked away as if he struck Huashan with his strength, the world was quiet, leaving only the scene of the spear smashing the mountain.
"Grab the hand!" It was an ordinary Huang-rank martial arts, but in his hands, it was extremely extraordinary.
He lifted one palm, and the invisible spiritual power traversed the world and suppressed the opponent.
In the end, despite the brilliance of the gun, it was still intercepted, and Tang Tengtian was furious and went down the mountain like a tiger to attack.
"Gold the sky spear!" The gun turned extremely fast, like a grinding disc of heaven and earth, trying to crush and grind everything.
Suddenly, sparks burst out, dazzlingly dazzling, sweeping the world like a flash flood.
"Zhentian Palm!" He shot it out with a palm, and compared with Ming Ye, the power is altogether a thousand miles away.
He is very casual, there is no prelude to accumulating energy, spiritual power comes out with the palm of his hand, but that kind of power is still hard to find in the world.
The aura flickered, and a handprint emerged from the palm, sharp, destructive, and brilliant. The palm print is obviously small, but it shook the world, like a landslide, a tsunami, and a falling sun.
Suddenly, it hit the gun body, sparks splashed all over, the gunshot whimpered, as if crying, the most amazing thing was that the gun body was bent for a moment and almost broke and opened by itself.
Seeing this, Tang Tengtian shouted, the gun body trembling, intact, and with great momentum, like a crazy dragon traveling.
He stepped out in one step, as if the shadow of the wind swayed, as firm as a Yue, Yuan Zhen Yue Zhi. The gun moves with the body, but also at will. The strength of the waist, legs, and arms are integrated with the gun, regardless of each other, this is the combination of man and gun.
The peerless spear power suddenly shot out through the tip of the spear, piercing Ming Zhentian straight like a snake.
This blow changed anyone, and most of the time, he chose to resist first. After all, no one wanted to admit that he was weaker than others. But he chose to avoid it for the first time, but even if it was to avoid it, facing such a powerful blow, it was difficult to avoid it, and ordinary people could only despair.
"Even if it is the master of the gun, I am ashamed in front of you. I didn't expect that I could meet a young master like you. It's worth the trip." He retreated in admiration.
This scene made Tang Tengtian stunned, and for this person, the degree of danger once again rose to a level. This is the most terrifying enemy who can bend and stretch and know the dilemma of advancing and retreating.
"In order to show that I value you, you can see how I use weapons!" He suddenly said with a strange feeling.
When was he very unwilling, even if it was a life and death battle, he didn't want to take it out!
People followed his movements and noticed that there was a baggage behind him. He was probably tall. They hadn't noticed before. When he opened it, it turned out to be a big black knife.
At the beginning, the blade was black, as if it had been infested by mud. As the rays of light shone, waves of sharp black light suddenly appeared, like a hidden oolong coming out of the mountain.
As soon as the sword appeared, the disciple of Haohaizong's war sword was eclipsed with a deep desire.
Involuntarily admired, "Treasure hidden in clumsiness, it is really a treasure knife, even if the realm is not high, but it is infinitely malleable!"
The disciples of Hao Haizong knew deeply that the sword was addicted to the sword, and the requirements for the sword were naturally extremely demanding. It is hard to hear him comment on the sword.
As a result, others are more jealous.
"This knife is called Black Dragon Sabre." There was a long pause.
"You are honored!" Ming Zhentian smiled slightly, stroking the blade with his hand, taking more seriously than anything or anyone.
"Thank you for letting us see such a spiritual knife!" Tang Tengtian said sincerely.
"I know that you have been seriously injured, even if you recover, but you have not undergone recuperation, and no high-level elixir, it may be difficult to truly recover, so" he paused for a moment.
Repeatedly said, "Within three moves, I can't beat you, count me as losing!"
"It's so arrogant!" Someone in Hao Haizong was not convinced.
"Stupid, don't you see it? This person has taken the highest step that his peers can hardly expect!" Extremely defeated, even though he is unwilling, he is also very depressed, resentful, and very unhappy. When there is a chance, he directly yelled at others.
"Then why didn't the Origin Sword Qi appear?" A disciple asked.
"At this step, you must go to the Spiritual Transformation Realm before you can transform the dragon into the sky and fly above the sky!" The sword looked solemn and envied.
"Since the other party hasn't made that step, brother, isn't it a deal!" When the others heard this, they suddenly smiled with excitement.
"Look at it! Whoever loses and who wins is difficult to determine the outcome!" The sword was a little worried, very hopeful.