Li Tian looks at the young man facing him. It is Zhao Yang, a disciple of the Qingyi sect who provoked him not long ago.

"Qingyi gate has been mixed into the baling Pavilion," Li Tiannan murmured. He looked at Zhao Yang, who had a strong sense of killing, and flashed a magic sword in his hand.

When the core disciples and the five elders fought, the screams echoed and blood gushed out.

Behind Zhao Yang, there is a peacock. His noble head looks down at the crowd, and the breath of ancient wilderness is diffused.

"Peacock," Chen Xiao's eyes narrowed, his mouth with a smile said: "such a person, or do not keep."

"I will definitely beat you," said Zhao Yang, looking at Li Tian coldly.

Zhao Yang's breath was chilly. The last time he lost to Li Tian, he had a pimple in his heart, and a obsession was in his heart, which greatly frustrated his cultivation.

No matter how many people he defeated and how flattered he was, in the end, he would remember how Li Tian had trampled him under his feet.

He knew that if he could not defeat Li Tian, he would be a real loser.

Li Tian looks at Zhao Yang on the opposite side. He doesn't know if it's his illusion. He thinks that the person on the opposite side The breath is not right.

"Drink Zhao Yang flashed a colorful feather fan in his hand. In one move, the feather fan increased by dozens of times. People around him felt the terrible pressure of the feather fan, which came from the inviolable majesty of ancient gods and beasts. They left the battlefield one after another.

"Go!"

Zhao Yang's fan in his hand was rolling. The stone bricks on the ground were lifted up one by one and blasted to Li Tian.

"Sword of impossibility!" Li Tian's two legs were separated, and the sword in his hand made a move. The sword Qi rose from the ground and flew to the sky. The momentum of the sword was like the collapse of a thousand mountains and the breaking of thousands of waves.

Li Tian's body was flying over countless bricks on both sides of his body. As soon as his sword turned, his feet suddenly flew out. The light of the sword breaks like a rainbow, and the earth tears the void.

A cold light flashed in Zhao Yang's eyes. His hand turned, and a gust of wind flashed out of the feather fan again, and peacocks roared out in the air.

Peacock into a huge whirlpool, colorful whirlpool, as if there is a mysterious force is ready to move. The roar of the huge beast came, countless shrill screams and shocks, and the pressure swept out. It seemed like a God in general momentum, which made people want to worship.

Li Tianxin knows that peacock will be trapped in that mysterious spiritual world again. It is a real ancient wild world in which heroes compete for hegemony and turbulent heaven and earth. People are as small as gravel, and they feel fear uncontrollably in their hearts, and then devour life.

There was a chill in his eyes. He had been hit once. How could he be hit again?

"Wind and rain thunder sword!"

Li Tian had a big drink, and the thundering concussion would wake up the life. Li Tianli controls his mind with his powerful mental power, and his sword brings out thunder and startles the dragon.

"Bang!"

Sword light and thunder turned into a huge light group. They burst in the whirlpool, just like a mushroom cloud rising. The sword spirit was rampant and the pressure was sweeping.

The people around looked at this side in shock. It seemed that they had no idea that the two men were so powerful in the war.

"Poof!" Zhao Yang spits out a mouthful of blood, he stares at the people in the air. Why, why still can't kill him!

"Younger brother Zhao!" The people of Qingyi gate looked at Zhao Yang's injury, one by one startled, and rushed to the past.

Zhao Yang is a talented disciple of the Qingyi sect. Both the elder and the patriarch attach great importance to him. Originally, the zongmen did not allow Zhao Yang to participate in the battle for the baling Pavilion, but Zhao Yang wanted to come by himself.

They can absolutely not let Zhao Yang appear here, otherwise, they absolutely can't bear to go.

"Get out of here Zhao Yang beat back the disciples of Qingyi sect who wanted to go to check. "I don't have any problems," he said coldly

He turned to look at Li Tian and repeated, "I don't have any problems."

Li Tian's heart secretly rolled a white eye, do you have any problem Does it have anything to do with me?

"Well?" Li Tian's eyebrows wrinkled slightly. He looked at the person opposite him and said with some apprehension: "his breath..."

"I don't have any problems!" Zhao Yang raised his head, his eyes with a strong sense of killing, blood red eyes like a manic beast, killing the whirlpool of life will be dragged into the forest hell.

After Zhao Yang, the peacock shrieked, his gorgeous feathers turned into thick black, and his whole body was full of strange magic.

"This is I'm possessed. " Chen Xiao squinted at the black peacock. "Peacock is a auspicious beast, equal unicorn and colorful Phoenix. It is an absolute existence among ancient divine beasts. Although this peacock is not as good as the real pure blood peacock beast, it is also the name of auspicious beast, falling into the magic road It's interesting

Chen Xiaowan looks at everything in front of him like an outsider. He doesn't take the five elders seriously. He also knows that the real backhand has not come yet. He just needs to wait.The strength of the core disciples is strong. Even if the number is not enough, they are first-class elite soldiers. In a short time, they have gained the upper hand. Many people are interested in Li Tian and Zhao Yang.

"Damn it!" The five elders angrily scolded, "why haven't you come?"

He looked at Zhao Yang's obsession, but he was surprised. Different from other people's ideas, he only wanted this person to delay as much as possible.

"Die!" Zhao Yang roared, the peacock's tail out of the black feather screen. Suddenly, countless feathers killed out, a feather arrow like a life, through the bore, with a bunch of blood. Regardless of the enemy or ourselves, countless people screamed and fell to the ground.

There is a black air around the peacock. Li tianmingxian feels that the more people are dead, the more black air is around the peacock.

A cold light flashed in his eyes. Of course, he could see that the peacock was using stillness to enhance his strength!

"The kingdom of the sword!"

Li Tian's sword killed countless sword lights, but all of them scattered in the middle of the way and became invisible.

"Next, you will die," said Zhao Yang, coldly looking at Li Tian.

"Is it?" Li Tian sneered. He looked at the people who fell down like wheat mowing on the ground, as if there were countless wronged souls howling.

The sword in Li Tian's hand disappeared, his hand slowly became a fist, and a huge fish emerged behind him. The whole world seems to have become a vast ocean, big fish a move, surging weather waves, Li Xiao came, big fish into the golden roc, two forms alternate, the power of terror is refining.

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