Almighty

This old man was the deputy director of the Xingchen Martial Arts Hall, Wang Feng. When his gaze shifted to the thief-eyed man, his face instantly became gloomy, his fist clenched "cracking" and he snorted coldly, "It's a good job."

"Hehe, it's not as good as you." Standing in the distance, looking around a group of menacing people, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Let's go, killing so many people in my martial arts hall, how do you want to die?" Taking a deep breath, Wang Feng suddenly sneered: "I think you opened a few legs today."

"If you want to kill me, you are not qualified!" Yang Tian roared, the blood lurking in his body burst out, and the blood stream suddenly split into dozens of strands, rushing in all directions. At the same time, Yang Tian's The body burst out to the rear.

"Haha, you still want to run under the old man's nose, just stay today." Watching Yang Tian run away, Wang Feng shook his head disdainfully, he split his palms in the air, shaking his blood away. Immediately after his stature, he rushed forward five zhang strangely. After several consecutive phantoms, Wang Feng appeared in front of Yang Tian.

Yang Tian suddenly sneered. At the moment of running, a round of scorching sun had already solidified on his fists, the hot aura was several times stronger than before, and there was a sneer in the air, and the temperature was terribly high.

"Following so closely, let you have a taste." With an indifferent gaze on Wang Feng, Yang Tian raised his brows, the corners of his mouth curled up, and suddenly he let out a light smile.

As the voice fell, Yang Tian burst out with a punch, and the fierce and scorching sun burst out in front of him, and the intensity was several times stronger than before.

"No, what kind of martial art is this." Wang Feng's face changed drastically. The experienced man made the quickest response. His palm was suddenly curled, and the blood that had gathered in a hurry spurted out.

"Bump!" The dazzling awns handed over, the remaining strong wind shredded several old trees, and the ground was splashed with sand, like a small storm, the sonic boom continued to blast, and the ground made a deep depression.

The scorching sun resisted Wang Feng's attack, but his breath was much weaker than before.

Yang Tian pushed his palm into the air, and a burst of blood hit the scorching sun like a jet stream.

"Chichi." The scorching sun exploded countless air and shot into Wang Feng's chest like thunder.

"Pl...Pl..." Wang Feng was shaken back, and withdrew dozens of steps continuously. The cracks from the ground being trampled spread out. When he smashed several big trees, his figure stabilized.

A trace of blood ran down from the corner of his mouth, and a golden light appeared on Wang Feng's chest under a large mass of charred black.

"Hiss." The dust dissipated, and the group of people watching the battle in the rear was shocked. Looking at the beaten Wang Feng, they couldn't help taking a breath. When he saw the damage caused to his chest, he couldn't help but feel a little chill. Without the treasure armor, Wang Feng's situation at the moment is likely to be a serious injury.

Wang Feng, who was about to refine his blood at the Great Perfection realm, was pushed back by Yang Tian, ​​and the corners of Wang Xing's mouth couldn't help but twitch. At the same time, his hideous gaze flicked on Yang Tian, ​​and his icy killing intent continued to penetrate from his body. Out.

"If this kid doesn't kill him today, it will be a catastrophe in the future." Wang Xing thought in his heart, already having a heart to kill Yang Tian.

The eyes of the surrounding group of people moved, staring at the pale Yang Tian, ​​and a trace of fear rose in their hearts. "What a scary kid, what level of martial skill did he use just now?"

"I guess it's a mysterious rank martial arts." A group of people showed greed. On the ground, there was a two-foot-deep ravine. They used Yang Tian's strength to display such destructive martial arts, and the rank must not be lower than the mysterious rank.

"This old immortal actually wears armor. It's cheaper for him just now." Yang Tian gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice. The blow was so hard that he had already consumed most of the blood in his body. For the next battle, he The odds of winning are less than 10%.

"Kill him for me. The qi and blood in his body are running out, and the lamp is about to run out!" With a roar, Wang Feng tore off his shirt, revealing a pair of golden shining armor, on the treasure armor mirror , There is a slight depression that is not easily noticeable.

"Go together, he won't be able to hold on for long." Wang Xing's face was sullen, and his energy and blood was released. At this age, he has such a scheming, and his talent is amazing. When he grows up in the future, he will definitely not have a foothold in Crazy Cloud City.

Compared with the treasures of the Dragon Star Martial Arts Hall, they are insignificant in the face of Yang Tian's growth. Wang Xing has a heart of killing, and the treasures have to live to enjoy.

Seeing the murderous Wang Xing, the fear in his heart dissipated a lot, and the disciples of the Xingchen Martial Arts Hall plucked up the courage, clenched their weapons in their palms, and blasted forward.

Several human shadows attacked, Yang Tian swallowed a few healing pills, the little blood in his body rose to the sky, a trace of warfare rose in his heart, Yang Tian roared, his black hair danced wildly.

His muscles and bones shook, and the red light above his head was like a tide, like an erupting volcano.

"Kill!" Yang Tian's eyes were cold, and he punched out, like a galloping horse, roaring with scarlet blood and blood, blasting the strong man in the front.

Clang!

With a roar of fighting spirit, Yang Tian plunged into the enemy like an angry bull. He burst out several punches in succession, continuously climbing with a full body of breathtaking momentum.

The Zhantian boxing technique was continuously rehearsed, and dozens of red awns looked around the whole body, and an imperceptible momentum was quietly born.

"Unexpectedly condensed momentum." Yang Tian fisted faster and faster, rushing into the enemy army, a momentum of my invincibility continued to climb, a hint of joy on that immature little face: "Maybe this is Zhan Tian The secret of decisiveness, it is born for'war'."

"Roar!" Yang Tian screamed, Yang Tian's whole body was energetic, this momentum continued to spread, and his red eyes did not dare to let them look directly.

An inexplicable panic rose quietly in his heart. In the eyes of these people, Yang Tian was like a mountain range, unshakable.

"What are you afraid of, kill him for the old man, he is no longer good, he must die if he condenses his power!" Wang Feng's face was cold, and his young age actually touched the potential, and the chance of sensing the acupuncture points greatly increased. Then, Yang Tianban Dingding was promoted to the realm of warriors.

His body swayed again and again, and a crystal-like jade palm attacked Yang Tian's back.

boom.

Yang Tian burst out with a fist, starlight burst, but the strong blood continuously gushed out, Yang Tian was shaken off, hitting several big trees continuously, setting off the sky full of dust and smoke, and falling to the ground, a mouthful of blood Squirting.

Shoo! Seeing that Yang Tian fell to the ground, several silhouettes attacked in an instant, and several strong winds sprayed out, reflecting the vital parts of Yang Tian's body.

Puff puff.

Yang Tian's whole body plummeted, cracks appeared in his powerful physique, and his bones were faintly visible, showing how much pain he endured.

"This kid, such a strong body." Wang Feng's face was extremely gloomy, and he wouldn't be any better than Yang Tian if he resisted a count of attacks. The murderous intent in his heart became more and more terrifying. Yang Tian's growth was too terrifying, and his heart suddenly An unnamed chill rose.

"Cough cough!" Yang Tian coughed up blood, his cold eyes swept over the crowd in front of him, his palm slammed on the ground, and the moment he revolved in the sky, two fist marks smashed away.

"Bengbeng!" The red mang was as fast as an electric shock, and the head of the recent person was blown up, causing a rain of blood and blood and bones to splash.

After the two elite disciples, Wang Feng's eyes were cracked and he could not wait to rush over and bite Yang Tian's flesh and blood. These disciples were trained by the martial arts gym with a lot of resources, and now they have been slaughtered by Yang Tian several times.

"Yang Tian child, you **** it." Wang Feng roared, his phantom body technique was fully used, as the afterimage passed by. There was an extra blood hole in Yang Tian.

"Pl...Pl..." Countless strong winds hit Yang Tian, ​​ragged clothes, covered with blood, and a pool of blood on the ground was about to solidify into plasma.

"Is Yang Tian going to die here today." He yelled unwillingly. He didn't want to die. There are many things waiting for him to do. His parents are still waiting for him to find out. Lin Yuan is still waiting for him to rescue him. He can't die. .

"No, I can't just die like this." The heart kept choking, Yang Tian roared wildly in his heart, his hideous face was about to be distorted, and a desire to survive burned in his body.

On the top of a mountain, the towering old trees at the bottom of the mountain are straight into the sky. The jungle is dense and the sunlight is difficult to refract. This makes the mountains quite dark. With the roar of the nameless beasts, this place gives people a kind of creepy. breath.

There were dozens of black-clothed men moving in the mountains, and the suffocating aura blooming all over made the world slowly solidify. On the chests of these black-clothed men, the word "killing the devil" was embroidered.

On the top of the mountain, a figure stood with his hands behind him. He was a heroic figure, and the blood hung in his body was roaring like a giant dragon, appearing particularly domineering. On that resolute face, a sudden surge of anxiety surged out.

"What's the matter?" The black-clothed man frowned slightly and whispered in a low voice. This kind of anxiety was like a roar deep in the blood.

"Big Chief, they are here." A low voice exploded. Behind him, a man with the word "Kill Demon" embroidered on his chest stood on one knee.

"It's finally here." Forcibly suppressing the anxiety in his heart, the big leader waved his hand. At the same time, his fortitude face was completely cold, and the trace of murderous air made the man kneeling below bear it. Can't help being shocked.

"Where is the Killing Demon Legion?" A deep drink sounded quietly, but in the mountains, the hidden dark shadows flew out instantly, and the eyes of those people flicked on the big leader, and a wave of fanaticism followed.

The big leader looked back and shouted coldly: "Don't keep one!"

The icy voice slowly sounded, and at the same time, a soaring evil spirit rose up, and the blood-red light illuminates the gloomy mountains.

...

At this moment, his whole blood seemed to be burning, and countless "war" characters gleamed in his knowledge of the sea, like ten thousand horses galloping, and the sound of war reached his mind. Yang Tian seemed to have heard the ancient human race fighting. The sound of alien warfare.

The sound of screaming and killing is overwhelming, and the sound of war is heard between the heavens and the earth. The ancient ancestors are fighting. The heroes of the human race have blood stained the sky and expelled the hundreds of races, just to fight for a future. !

Yang Tian seemed to see this blood-stained picture outside the territory, thousands of troops were fighting, his blood was burning, the densely packed "war" word was beating sharply, and the sonorous war sound continued to hear.