"The later cultivation of Mahayana is nothing more than that!"
The silver dragon's voice is full of disdain. At the same time, it flies towards fan Feihua. At the same time, a silver dragon's claw with the size of ten feet is catching fan Feihua like lightning.
"Damn it! If I hadn't been injured so badly that I couldn't give full play to the strength of the late Mahayana, this silver dragon would not have been my opponent at all
Fan Feihua cursed in his heart. The long silver sword in his hand suddenly split out. Suddenly, the silver sword awn burst out, and it seemed that even the space was split.
Boom boom!
In the continuous roar, the silver dragon's claw was split by the sword. A sword was split on the body of the silver dragon. The silver scales of the silver dragon were broken, and the flesh and blood were cut off. Suddenly, there was a long, deep bone wound on the body. The dragon's flesh was rolled and dripping with blood.
Roar!
Silver dragon was injured, both angry and painful. With a roar, the dragon tail also hit fan Feihua and shot him backwards.
Fan Feihua was hit by the dragon tail of the silver dragon, and his body was shocked. His Qi and blood began to boil. The blood flowed up to his throat, and his face became pale. With a bang, he fell into the sea.
"There is still a gap between my strength and him, but the gap is not big. His physical body is not as strong as mine, not to mention that he was injured originally! Then I'll trade him for me according to what my master said. He can't fight me! "
Silver Dragon's mind flashed by, and regardless of his injury, he immediately disappeared in the original place and flew to the place where fan Feihua fell into the sea.
However, before the silver dragon arrived, a huge water sword suddenly came out of the sea and came towards the silver dragon.
Roar!
In fact, Yinlong had found out for a long time, but there was no fear in his eyes. With a roar, Yinlong directly faced the huge water sword, and then the battle of one man and one dragon started again.
At this time, Ma Qingyuan, Ji Caishan and Ji Cailing have stopped to watch the battle in the distance.
"How could he compete with the middle Mahayana strongman of the Dark Lord? How powerful is his strength? No, it's not strong enough, it's terrible enough! "
Ma Qingyuan's face was shocked. He couldn't believe what he saw in his eyes and what he saw in his heart. Compared with the waves in the battlefield, Ma Qingyuan didn't lose the wind, even more so.
Ji Caishan's eyes were round, and her face was full of disbelief: "ye Daoyou's hiding is too deep. Before, he thought his strength was only comparable to the peak of Yuanying period, but now we find that we underestimated his strength!
His strength is not inferior to the peak of Yuanying period. He is not inferior to the middle period of Mahayana, and he is a strong man in the middle period of Mahayana who has practiced magic power!
If you don't practice magic power, isn't even the late Mahayana strongman his opponent? It's incredible... "
"Fortunately, we didn't offend him before, otherwise, where do we have a chance to see his real strength now? His strength is really terrible!
If he wants to kill us, he doesn't need to use all his strength. Even if we fight with all our strength, he can easily crush us to death! "
Ji Cailing was also shocked in his eyes, but he was also very happy in his heart. Then he couldn't help but envy: "it's really frightening and enviable! What a wonderful thing it would be if I could have such a great strength
Ji Caishan sent a message to Ma Qingyuan and asked, "elder martial brother Ma, what do you think will be the final result of this battle?"
"It's hard to say what the final result will be."
Ma Qingyuan said: "however, no matter what the final result is, we must leave here now. Otherwise, if the Mahayana period of the Dark Lord wins, our end will be miserable!"
Ji Caishan worried: "but if we leave like this, and ye Daoyou wins in the end, won't we offend him?"
"With ye Daoyou's strength, we can ask him to tell us the location of the island where tianliuguo is located, but he didn't do that, which shows that he still has a certain principle in doing things.
We leave now, I believe he will understand our difficulties. If he wins in the end, he will contact us, and he should not blame us... Therefore, our best choice now is to leave immediately! "
"It seems that we can only do so. I hope he will be OK in the end!"
"Go
As a result, Ma Qingyuan and Ji Caishan immediately told Ji Cailing the result of their discussion. Then they lost their mind to watch the battle. Their figure disappeared and they immediately flew away towards the distance.
……
When Yinlong and fan Feihua fight together again, ye CuO and Gong Mingshan fight fiercely on another sea.
Boom boom!
In the roar, ye CuO and Gong Mingshan's figures are out of control and smash into the sea, but in an instant, their figures fly out of the sea.
"My current strength is equivalent to the early stage of Mahayana when I have practiced the secret arts, which is better than the middle stage of Mahayana when I haven't practiced the secret arts. But if I meet the middle stage of Mahayana when I have practiced the secret arts, I won't be an opponent."
Ye CuO's mind flashed: "fortunately, he was seriously injured before. Otherwise, I can only protect myself now. I can hurt him at most, and it's impossible to kill him..."
"Your strength is really beyond my expectation, but if you only have this means, you can stop struggling and give up resistance!"
Gong Mingshan looked at Ye CuO with a cold light in his eyes: "hand over your cultivation skills and all your treasures. If you can satisfy me, maybe I can give you a pleasure..."
Ye CuO sneered, and his face disdained: "when death comes, do you still remember my treasure? I'll see what you can do! "
"I don't know what's good! Your cultivation method is really powerful, but your level is too low to exert your power!
If you have the Mahayana realm, even if it's just the pre Mahayana realm, I really can't help you now, but you are just the pre Yuanying realm.... "
Gong Mingshan hummed coldly: "hum! You think that's all I can do? Since you are so ignorant, I'll let you have a taste of the powerful power of the second ranked magic power of the Dark Lord
Gong Mingshan's hand suddenly had a big black knife about two meters long with a serrated back. A thick black light poured out of his body, completely enveloping his figure.
Just in the blink of an eye, a black figure with a height of more than 10 meters appeared above the sea, just like a demon from hell, with a ferocious face, which can stop children's night cry.
"Black devil crazy knife!"
The tall figure opened his mouth, and Gong Mingshan's roar came out of his mouth. Then a huge black knife, like a black lightning, seemed to split the space and angrily cleaved away at Ye Cuo.