Honghuang: Tongtian peeked at my diary, and taught Quancheng to become a saint

"Chong Heihu, originally I didn't want to meddle in these nosy matters, but since I met you today, I must kill you!" Yang Jiao said firmly, and as soon as he finished speaking, the sword in his hand slashed at Chong Hei. Tiger.

Yang Jiao's sword is not fancy, nor is there any strong Taoism.

However, just this simple sword strike made Dechong Heihu feel like he had nowhere to hide.

"call out"

There was a sound of breaking wind, and a bright light appeared in front of Chong Heihu in an instant.

Chong Heihu's expression changed drastically, and he hastily swung the ax in his hand, resisting this attack.

However, although this attack was blocked, a long scar was cut on the armor on his arm, and the skeleton could still be seen vaguely.

Seeing this scene, Chong Heihu's expression turned ugly in an instant.

This is a low-grade defensive spiritual weapon. It is too exaggerated to have a long crack drawn by someone with bare hands!
The power of this sword also shocked Dechong Heihu.

However, Chong Heihu was not willing to admit defeat like this, he gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Hmph! Yang Jiao, do you think you can do anything against me with this mere broken sword?!"

After the words fell, a white jade pendant suddenly appeared on Chong Hei Hu's chest, and a dense white mist rose from the white jade pendant, turning into a white cloud, wrapping Chong Hei Hu in the in it.

The next moment, the white clouds dispersed, and a huge black ax appeared in the middle of the white clouds!

"cut!"

This time, Chong Heihu didn't hold back anymore, and after a low growl, he slashed out with an axe!
"Boom"

There was a loud noise, the shadow of the ax covered half of the world, and the blade of the ax struck out with a breath of destruction!

This ax is not only stronger than the blow just now!
"Huh?!" Looking at the ax coming towards him, Yang Jiao raised his eyebrows slightly and narrowed his eyes.

The sword in Yang Jiao's hand once again burst into dazzling light!

And in this dazzling light, there is even more endless mystery, as if the world will resonate with it.

On the edge of Yang Jiao's sword, the light of the sword soared, and a vast and terrifying momentum shot out directly from the tip of the sword!

This sword cut through the sky and the sky!
"clang!"

The next moment, there was a piercing crashing sound that suddenly resounded through the heaven and earth, followed by a huge black ax falling from the sky!

The giant ax was covered with dense cracks, and the whole ax was also dimmed a lot!
"What a strong force, is this Yang Jiao's strength so strong?" Chong Heihu couldn't help but jump up his eyelids when he saw this, and said with a face full of shock.

This ax is a spiritual weapon he worked so hard to refine, and it was cast from the bones of an ancient ferocious beast. , is also a little scary.

but
, Yang Jiao's sword slashed out, although Chong Heihu's ax was broken, but his own sword was also completely shattered, and when the wind came together, it was turned into dust!
And that Chong Heihu still had a hatchet left in his hand!
"Boy, your talisman has been destroyed, let's see how you can block me!" Seeing this, Chong Heihu smiled fiercely, took the hatchet in his hand, and slashed out again!

"Shh!"

The shadow of the ax filled the air, covering the void, and slashed down fiercely towards Yang Jiao!

This ax was astonishingly powerful, as if it could really split the sky. Wherever it passed, the void trembled, and black cracks spread out continuously, like spider webs, spreading towards the surroundings.

Seeing such a situation, Yang Jiao's face suddenly became solemn.

Although he is confident that he can block the axe, if he does so, he will definitely suffer great backlash!
This ax is too powerful!

Thinking of this, Yang Jiaodang let out a low shout, turned his wrist, and in an instant there was a bronze halberd in his hand!
"For forcing me to use my talisman, it seems that you are not a waste! But next, I will let you know how big the gap is between us!" Yang Jiao said coldly, holding a bronze halberd.

Yang Jiao's natal talisman was originally a bronze halberd, but he would never make a move easily, and just a long sword was enough to stand out from the crowd.

Today, facing this Chong Heihu, he did not expect that the long sword was destroyed, and he was forced to use the war halberd. Yang Jiao also had a rare dignified at this time.

In the other courtyard of Jiejiao, Lin Yuan led a group of juniors and juniors to watch Yang Jiao's battle, and nodded slightly when he saw this.

After all, Yang Jiao is a third-generation disciple of Jiejiao and Yang Jian's eldest brother. Lin Yuan still has a lot of expectations for Yang Jiao.

As for Chong Heihu, his cultivation level is so low that it is not worth waiting for others to do it himself. This kind of trivial matter is a good time to train three generations of disciples.

His eyes fell on the battle situation again, and he saw that Yang Jiao's natal magic weapon, the bronze war halberd, and Chong Heihu's magic dragon battle ax collided fiercely!
I saw a gorgeous brilliance blooming on the bronze war halberd, and as soon as the brilliance came out, it immediately rose into the sky!

The dazzling light directly swallowed the black dragon battle ax in Chong Heihu's hand.

Immediately afterwards, the Chongheihu was seen spitting out blood and flying upside down.

The corner of Chong Heihu's mouth showed traces of scarlet blood, and his face was pale for a while.

Obviously, the move just now caused a lot of load for him.

"You..." Chong Heihu's face darkened, and he looked at Yang Jiao, full of shock.

In Chong Heihu's heart, he already felt jealous of Yang Jiao.

This Yang Jiao looks young, but his mana is really against the sky!
Not good, if you continue to fight like this, you will definitely not be Yang Jiao's opponent. You can't fight hard at this time, so go first!

With the same thought, I saw Chong Heihu slapped his back suddenly, and suddenly pulled out a blood-red gourd.

Inside the mouth of the gourd, a black smoke flew past, and in the shadows, there were countless "噫噫" voices, flying towards the sky and reflecting the sun!

It is the strange art practiced by Chong Heihu, the iron-billed eagle!
Seeing those "iron-billed condors", Yang Jiao frowned. Although these iron-billed condors are not strong, they are surprisingly large in number. Once they all gather, it will definitely be a battle for him. disaster.

Holding the bronze battle halberd in Yang Jiao's hand, he stepped forward, and dazzling cyan thunderbolts exploded directly from the soles of his feet, making Yang Jiao's speed increase again!
In the next second, Yang Jiao appeared among the group of iron-billed eagles, dancing the bronze halberd in his hand, and the infinite blue thunder exploded. Every time there was an explosion, an iron-billed eagle was chopped to death!

Although there are many iron-billed eagles, Yang Jiao's strength, coupled with the power of the bronze halberd in his hand, is beyond the reach of ordinary people!
In just a few breaths, thousands of iron-billed eagles beside Yang Jiao had already died!

"kill!"