The Chen family's abandonment gave Yang Pi and others a sigh of relief, but the remaining three major forces still gave Yang Pi and others a headache.
The Zhou family has close to ten strong men, who are at the peak of the mountain-building realm. In other words, their strength in the outside world is at least the mountaineering realm. The Teng family is not inferior to the Zhou family, and the Qingyue sect is even worse. .
"It turns out that among them, the Chen family is still the smallest..." Yang Zhen also felt a little weak, and the sharpness of his divine body did not seem so bright compared to these people.
"Really, let me help you." Yu Bing said, already forcing a stream of blood essence from between his eyebrows.
Even Yang Zhen had no time to react before he established a reaction with this drop of blood essence.
"You..." Before Yang Zhen could refuse, he felt the blood in his body instantly surge. At this moment, Yang Zhen was speechless. The Wushuang Art in his body was rolling, driving the blood of the divine body to gradually turn blood red.
"Ah..." Violent power surged through Yang Zhen's meridians.
"Really, come on..." A hint of weakness flashed across Yu Bing's face. It was obvious that this drop of essence and blood was very precious to Yu Bing and belonged to the essence of Yu Yin's divine body. However, Yu Bing did not hesitate.
Yang Zhen screamed, his aura was like a real god and demon.
The pupils are no longer one gold and one red. Instead, they are red eyes, gradually evolving towards gold.
"No..." Teng Ziming was the first to notice Yang Zhen's change, but it was obviously too late to stop him at this moment.
Because around Yang Zhen, the aura belonging to the divine body, and even the sword intent lingering around him, were inaccessible.
The Canglan Tyrant Body is a unique divine body, and with the help of the Yuyin Divine Body, it is even closer to the realm of Tao.
"ah……"
Following a scream like a long roar, Yang Zhen's pupils completely turned into gold.
The whole process is extremely fast.
"Gods and demons... so good..." Yu Bing stared at Yang Zhen for the last time, and then lost consciousness.
"Hero, Dongfang Ye, keep an eye on my wife..." The pain in Yang Zhen's body continued, but at this moment, Yang Zhen only had a burning will to fight in his heart.
"Suffer death!" Yang Zhen waved Fang Tian's painted halberd, and the momentum on his body was infinitely approaching the peak of the eighth level of the mountain-building realm. In other words, at this moment, Yang Zhen's true realm had entered the peak of the ninth level of the mountain-building realm.
The long hair is flying, which is the concentration of turbulent fighting spirit.
Huhu...
Fang Tian's painted halberd was more like a hurricane, driving the surrounding sword intent towards Teng Ziming.
"Unparalleled - the anger of gods and demons!"
It represents gods and demons, and is better than gods and demons.
Boundless anger, like a raging flame, fell towards Teng Ziming.
"Seeking death!" Teng Ziming did not expect that Yang Zhen would come to find him, but it didn't matter, because whether he killed Yang Ning or beheaded Yang Zhen, the effect was the same.
Waving his palms, Teng Ziming's aura from the peak of the mountain-building realm quickly condensed between his palms.
Rumble…
The unparalleled momentum is so overwhelming that it has even surpassed the limits of the realm.
Without cultivating artistic conception or cultivating rules, in Yang Zhen's eyes, there is only one unparalleled belief.
"Broken!" A fierce and powerful penetrating sound sounded, and then Fang Tian's painted halberd was seen piercing the palm print, defeating the power of the palm.
Then go straight.
Yang Zhen at this moment can only be described as terrifying.
As soon as he stepped out, he was already three feet away.
Likewise, with this move, Teng Ziming was already in front of him.
Fang Tian's painted halberd danced, and the heavy buzzing sound, more like a terrifying attack, echoed between the two.
boom! boom! boom!
There were constant sounds of terrible collisions between the two.
"Wushuang - punch!" Yang Zhen controlled Fang Tian Huaji with his right hand, but punched with his left hand, hitting Teng Ziming directly in the face.
"Hmph!" Teng Ziming snorted coldly, and at the same time, his mental power enveloped Yang Zhen, and he was also ready to kill.
"Unparalleled..." At this moment, Yang Zhen had unparalleled belief and unparalleled momentum.
The divine posture covers the heaven and the earth, and the divine power moves the heaven and earth.
The will cannot be shaken, and the rules cannot be imposed.
"Tear apart!" The tip of Fang Tian's painted halberd is more like a controlling hand stirring up the wind and clouds. As Fang Tian's painted halberd dances, it strangles everything.
Hiss...
Between the neighing, the mental power was shattered.
Between the screams, the sword intent in the sky was completely crushed.
Tearing everything apart.
Rumble…
Violent roars echoed over the Jianyi River.
…
"This is... Cang Lan's hegemony?" The swordsmen watching the battle recognized Yang Zhen's state at this moment, and only this explanation could explain why Teng Ziming was pressed down and beaten by Yang Zhen.
"Unexpectedly, I, King Shenjian, can actually see Gaidai's grace!" King Shenjian couldn't help it.
"I didn't expect that the young master would have such a physique gathered around him..." Ding Mo couldn't help but praise him at this moment.
"Just watch quietly!" Compared to Ding Mo's excitement, Elder Dijue seemed calm.
Among the swordsmen watching the battle, only one was in a bad mood because he did not pay attention to Yang Zhen. Yang Ning kept staring at the platform, but the more he looked, the more frightened he became.
"How could he..." The Earth Sword King couldn't accept it, because Yang Ning also had the upper hand at this moment, suppressing Teng Zishun, and even pushing Teng Zishun to the limit.
"No...this is impossible..." The Earth Sword King could not accept that if Yang Ning did not die, then his life would always stop at the peak of the ninth level of the Mountain Building Realm.
…
After Yang Ning and Teng Zishun violently collided, Yang Ning and Teng Zishun separated.
There were several palm prints on Yang Ning's body, which were left after being hit by Teng Zishun.
But compared to Yang Ning, Teng Zishun was even worse. On his clothes, there were no less than ten sword shadows that scratched his clothes. There was even a sword that directly pierced his left arm. You could vaguely see the white bones. This was Yang Ning just stayed not long ago.
"You deserve to die..." Flames began to burn on Teng Zishun's body, angry flames.
"Ah..." Following Teng Zishun's scream, a terrifying aura rose up from Teng Zishun's body.
"Secret method?" Yang Ning was not unfamiliar with it at all, and the sword intent began to gather on the killing sword.
The Ling Tian Jue in Yang Ning's body is more like a surging river, and the sword intent is also rushing between the heaven and earth rainbow bridge between the sea of consciousness and Zifu.
Yang Ning and Killing Sword have become one, truly killing each other.
"One sword can separate the world!"
Yang Ning let out a long roar. At this moment, Yang Ning finally no longer held back.
On the red killing sword, there is not only red sword light, but also gray death aura, and ink-like demonic aura.
The Teng family is a top-notch family in Liangzhou City, and the level of the secret method is definitely not low. What's more, this is a secret method performed by a strong mountaineer, so Yang Ning does not dare to be careless at all.
All cards are out.
This sword, Yang Ning believes, is definitely the strongest sword he can achieve at this moment, and has even surpassed the Canghai sword taught by Li Yuxiao.
The thread that should have been blood red was no longer blood red at this moment.
Hiss...
A complicated thread of color continued to spread in the air.
Wherever the sword light passed, everything was swallowed up.
Yes, just swallow it directly.
After the scratched trace, there is a trace of nothingness.
"God-Suppressing Prison!" The flames burned like a prison, more like a small hell that burned everything.
Huhu...
Burning the surrounding sword intent, it also brought suppression.
boom!
The platform vibrates.
The sword intent river surges.
Most of the space shook.
"this……"
"Be careful!" Even some swordsmen watching the battle felt a sense of destruction at this moment.
"Is this the Sword King?"
"Yang Ning, you..." Tan Kuo also didn't believe it. He originally thought that Yang Ning had revealed all his strength, but now it seemed that his estimate was ridiculous.
"How is this possible?" The Earth Sword King couldn't accept it even more. Why, with the same sword, this sword made him feel like a mountain was pressing down on him in his chest.
"Pfft..." The Earth Sword King couldn't accept it and spurted blood directly.
"King of Earth Sword, you..." A swordsman next to him asked hurriedly, but looking at the pale face of King of Earth Sword, he suddenly felt a sense of gloating, and even felt lucky in his heart: Fortunately, he was not greedy at that time, otherwise he would be like Earth Sword at this moment. The king's experience must be his own...
In the eyes of these swordsmen, what happened to the Earth Sword King was not worthy of sympathy at all. They were just indifferent and numb spectators.
In this world, compared to the law of the jungle, this kind of talent is the most terrifying.
Rumble…
The sky exploded, as if the world was about to be destroyed.
The God-Suppressing Prison was shattered.
A trace of red light shuttled in the sky.
The gray aura is constantly drowning out the flames.
The black demonic energy is also mercilessly strangling the space of Zhenshen Prison.
Hiss...
The harsh sound continued to penetrate the space.
"The head of the family..."
"How dare you..."
The nine strong men of the Teng family moved.
"snort!"
Yang Pi took action. Although he had not fully recovered, Yang Pi at this moment had only one thought, which was to stop the nine people no matter what, even if he knew that this could not be done.
"Teng family, haha..." Li Yufeng came across, leading the strong men of the Li family to block the way of the nine people.
"Li Yufeng, go away..." The strong man from the Teng family shouted angrily.
"Go away? That's impossible..." Li Yufeng did not flinch.
"Then don't blame me for being rude!" With that said, the strong man from the Teng family took action directly.
"You're welcome? I see why you are so rude..." Li Yufeng sneered, waved his hand, and the strong men of the Li family lined up behind him, completely blocking the path of the strong men of the Teng family.
"Headmaster Wuyang, help me with the Teng family!" The strong men of the Teng family also know that as long as Li Yufeng and the strong men of the Li family stand in the way, it will be impossible for the Teng family to cross the Li family, and to rescue their head, they can only ask Qing Qing for help. Moon Gate.
"Of course!" Wu Yang finally took action. Naturally, he couldn't watch Teng Zishun being attacked and killed by Yang Ning.
However, Wu Yang is also very cautious in his heart. In terms of cultivation level, he is more powerful than Teng Zishun, but this power is also limited. In other words, even if he faces Yang Ning at this moment, he is more powerful than Teng Zishun. The sword will also be suppressed by Yang Ning.
When did it become like this? Wu Yang was puzzled, but Teng Zishun absolutely could not die.
Wuyang takes action.
"Green Moon Slash!" In the palm of the sword, it seemed as if the new moon was coming.
"Death!" It was cruel and trembling.
Yang Ning's killing sword was faster.
The "Xing" formula was used simultaneously by Yang Ning Shihai and Zifu, and the speed was completely different.
Huhu...
The sword that seemed normal at first suddenly accelerated.
Fast, fast, as fast as lightning.
laugh!
puff……
The sword was dyed red with blood.
The blood red was shattered in the sky above Jianyi River.
"Brother..." Teng Ziming roared.
"The head of the family..."
"Brother Teng..." Wu Yang couldn't believe it either.
The killing sword penetrated Teng Zishun's body.
There was no change, and then you could clearly feel that Teng Zishun's vitality was disappearing.
"Distracted?" Yang Zhen shouted coldly, and Fang Tian's painted halberd danced in the wind and clouds, blocking Teng Ziming's way of support.
"Go away..." Teng Ziming's eyes were blood red.
"Want to go there? No way!" Yang Zhen's figure was like an insurmountable mountain.
boom!
Insert a palm horizontally.
puff……
Yang Ning was hit.
There was a sword mark left on Yang Ning's left shoulder.
This is the power of Qingyue Zhan.
Pain shot through my body.
Yang Ning spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Despicable!" Mao Man took action, firing a spindle-shaped weapon that had not been used for a long time.
