Yang Yu stood in the sky, standing in the void of Miaoyu lake. Looking at the holy land, the son of the Holy Land looked in the direction of Jiang Fen and shook his head.
Being provoked by such a group of waste again and again, Yang Yu's look is not so good-looking.
Yang Yu didn't even have the heart to fight the first World War. He only dared to rely on the background of his holy land. Compared with their weak existence, they were domineering. Yang Yu despised this kind of waste.
However, the only hope of these saints at the moment is that Jiang Fen is not afraid of Yang Yu, because he is the third strong man of Hualong. He is four small realms beyond Yang Yu. He is really not afraid of Yang Yu.
"Yang Yu, a monk of the four extreme secret realm, dare to want to do so, just when I can't exist
Looking at Yang Yu, Jiang Fen spoke indifferently, his eyes twinkled with cold brilliance.
"You think too much. It seems that there are not many of them with unparalleled fighting power in the whole lower boundary. If you continue, you may die miserably."
Jiang Fen looks at Yang Yu, and his eyes are very cold.
"Then you can try, I said. Today I will stand here to see who can step on the xianque!"
Yang Yu looked at Jiang Fen and laughed indifferently, without any intention of retreating.
Facing the third change of the Dragon Jiang Fen, Yang Yu still does not have the slightest fear, the tone is still that overbearing and bullying!
"Oh, a good try. Let's have a look today. What's the difference between Hualong's Secret realm and the four pole secret realm?"
Jiang Fen opened his mouth coldly, staring at Yang Yu, and his heart overflowed.
After that, Jiang Fen stepped out of the lake directly, and rose to the sky. He stepped into the void from the Bank of Miaoyu lake and killed Yang Yu directly.
"The secret place of Hualong is out."
"Jiang Fen is not weak among the young Tianjiao of the last generation of the Jiang family. Now he has the third change of the dragon's fighting power. Yang Yu, a monk in the four pole secret realm, is probably not an opponent."
"The third change of the four pole secret place against the battle Hualong, this Yang Yu may be very strong, but he is too arrogant, not only can't stop the saints, I'm afraid he will also make a fool of himself."
The monks around looked at this scene, their eyes were flashing, and they were not optimistic about Yang Yu's practice.
Yang Yu's strength may be really strong, but if he is facing a monk in Hualong's Secret realm, he will be defeated!
"You're just a trash. Do you really think you're strong?"
Yang Yu grinned indifferently, watching Jiang Fen step by step. At this time, both the Taiyu Chihuang sword and the Dahuang Longwen sword, which were originally in hand, were collected. Looking at Jiang Fen, his eyes were extremely indifferent.
"Hum, are you looking for death? If you don't hold those two magic weapons, what qualifications can you have to fight with me?"
Jiang Fen is indifferent to open his mouth and locks Yang Yu in his heart.
"Kill you, don't bother so much!"
Yang Yu looked at the step by step, had already walked to his not far from Jiang Fen, indifferent smile.
"Well, since you are so arrogant, I don't mind taking your head off before tonight's slaughter!"
Jiang Fen's indifferent mouth, a pair of eyes in the cold light is flashing, lock Yang Yu, in his body, at the moment, as if there is a strong momentum and combat power in the outbreak.
Beside Jiang Fen, there are four magic swords floating out, all with infinite pressure. In his hands, there is a mysterious and mysterious power, which makes the Four Swords start to shine and become extremely powerful and terrifying.
"The eight gods are fierce."
Yang Yu's eyes twinkled slightly, and then a faint smile rose from the corner of his mouth. In Yang Yu's body, the boundless fighting spirit began to soar into the sky, and the blood of war was boiling, and the bright fighting spirit began to surround Yang Yu.
At the moment, Yang Yu is just like a little sun. The bright golden light twinkles in Yang Yu's body. Yang Yu is like a God's stove roaring, and the powerful force of Qi and blood rushes to the Xiaohan.
"Hum, how about having a special physique? Everything is empty in the face of my Jiang family's supreme secret arts!"
Jiang Fen snorted coldly, and the killing intention in his eyes became more and more intense. Then, his hands began to move, pushing slowly in the void, but he was doing a magic power.
"Whew!"
Sure enough, the four long swords beside him were all shocked, and then they roared violently. They broke out of the sky beside Jiang Fen's body, just like four big snakes, and swept directly in the direction of Yang Yu.
"The four images of the God of war -- green dragon!"
Yang Yu snorted coldly. On his arms, the bright demon patterns began to shine, and the golden fighting spirit poured into them.
On Yang Yu's arms, the fighting spirit seemed to have turned into two real green dragons, emitting a ferocious divine power.
"What kind of person do you think you are? No matter how strong you are, you can take down the four killing swords pushed by the eight gods with bare hands. It's arrogant to be damned!"
Jiang Fen looked at Yang Yu coldly, his eyes twinkled with cold brilliance.
At the moment, Yang Yu stepped out of the void and turned his arms into a green dragon. He directly smashed it with his dragon fist. He wanted to regret the four swords that were driven by the eight gods!"Zheng!"
Jiang Fen sneered, and the movements of Qi's hands were more slow, but the Four Swords forced by the eight gods were fiercer and fiercer, and the sound of the sword was fierce!
"In the face of the secret place of Hualong, I want to die!"
"Hum, when brother Jiang Fen is a person of the four pole secret place, the third change of Hualong, even if you are strong, now you will die!"
"Brother Jiang Fen is the most powerful young generation in Jiang's family to cultivate the eight gods fiercely, but he is the most powerful means to establish himself among the younger generation of the previous generation!"
Dayan Shengzi, wanchu Shengzi, xindaoyi Shengzi and others are quite familiar with Jiang Fen.
His practice of eight gods has reached a very strong level. In the future, he will even be able to occupy a place in Jiang's family, where there are so many experts!
So, looking at Yang Yu who wanted to be hard to regret Jiang Fen, these people all showed a sneer!
"Dang!"
"Bang!"
"Click!"
"Boom
However, in the next second, their looks have changed, mouth wide, eyes full of shock light.
Because, Yang Yu has four punches in a row, without any extra action. He just smashes and breaks all the four swords of Jiang Fen, the third strong man who turns into a dragon, under the strong force of the eight gods!
"How could this be..."
Wanchu Shengzi and others were shocked and couldn't believe looking at Yang Yu and the scene in front of him.
"Die!"
Yang Yu's body was like a ghost. Before Jiang Fen could see it clearly, a fist seal had been smashed at his head!
In the next second, a headless corpse fell into the surface of Miaoyu lake. The bright red blood dyed the lake red, adding a touch of enchantment to the lake.
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