Rumble!

The moment the swords and sticks touched each other, the continuous sound of thunderstorms sounded in their ears and hearts at the same time. It was the violent friction between the muscles and bones and the sound of being torn and broken, overwhelmed.

Bang!

The surging waves of air were shattered in extreme ruthlessness. The two of them were about to part with each other, and the other flew high with the sound of muscles and bones rubbing like a cannon.

One person fell to the ground with the thick smoke of gunpowder, splashing large pieces of dust, and the earth collapsed.

Both sides suffer?!

Seeing this scene, whether it was Lin Qitian above the Golden Eagle, Han Feng Mansion that stopped falling from a higher place, or Fang Yulong who coughed up blood in the ruins, he couldn't help but calm down.

Until, a long roar exploded.

"Ten Dragons and Ten Elephants, Ten Dragons and Ten Elephants... It is worthy of being the magical power of Prince Zhao. Even if I have achieved great success in my magical power, I cannot fight with him!"

The white hair was shining with black robe, and the voice of Meng Hanguang echoed up and down the valley and spread to the distance.

The powerful true energy stopped his upward trend and immediately turned into a huge driving force, pushing it into the ruins where the smoke of gunpowder had not dissipated in the valley.

With the help of the huge impact, he swung out another stick regardless of the blood that overflowed between his five fingers!

With this stick, there was no air explosion and sound wave.

Under everyone's gaze, it was no longer a stick, but a divine edge that cuts the world with one mouthful!

Wherever the stick light arrived, a gap that was clearly visible in the air was more than a hundred feet long. At first glance, it seemed that the sky had been torn apart by this stick.

"It's a pity that you lack magical powers and do not have the body to support the sky..."

The air waves that came with the hurricane blew out the dust. In the ruins, a sharp light of gold appeared, and the extremely powerful blood and energy erupted again.

It faintly turned into a shadow of a qi and blood melting furnace.

"You're talking too much nonsense!"

Without any hesitation or stagnation, Yang Yu stepped on his feet and soared into the sky again. His clothes were broken, and there were even many bone stubbles everywhere in his body.

But he rose up from the ground and saw no embarrassment, his eyes were scorching and bright, facing the dragon stick that was swooping down and angry.

Don’t avoid or dodge, and hold the knife hard again!

"Come again!"

boom!

Another collision, the same one is about to fly, the same two losers are hurt!

boom!

"Come!"

Inside and outside the valley, there were thunderstorms, and large areas of rocks, mud, sand and snow rolled down like a torrent. There were avalanches near and distant mountains.

At this moment, not to mention Ping San and other people, even Fang Yulong, Han Feng's mansion seemed to have become a bystander, and could only watch the two of them use their almost life-threatening killing moves to fight against each other!

I saw the figures of the two of them scattered across several miles of land. Wherever they passed, the shrubs, mountain walls, and huge rocks were all shattered. The energy was as strong as a knife, cutting out many gaps on the mountain walls and ground.

Boom!

Finally, with another shocking roar, the two figures disappeared in the dust, and it took a long time to slowly separate.

"Yang Yu..."

As if seeing the scene inside clearly, Lin Qitian's heart sank and couldn't help but hold the long bow tightly, while Han Feng Mansion and Fang Yulong were relieved.

"The winner has been decided."

Fang Yulong breathed a sigh of relief, and the big rock in his heart fell to the ground.

Huh ~

The smoke and dust gradually fell, and the sound of blood ticking sounded.

In the ruins, Yang Yu was dressed in rags and covered in blood. The two-edged sword that had not been recast for a while was broken again, and his fists were even more bloody.

On the other hand, compared to Yang Yu's embarrassment, Meng Hanguang's robe was mostly left and there was no obvious injury on his body.

Compared to Yang Yu, who was covered in blood and his breath fell, his figure was still upright, the dragon stick was still shining brightly, and the breath was still as bright as the sun.

only……

"Who has made up for you to make up for the flaws of the earth..."

After a brief stare, Meng Hanguang spoke.

Yu Yang bent his fingers and pulled the corners of his mouth:

“Is it still important?”

He has always been a person who is used to learning lessons. The Taoist of Zhenyan once said that he should be tilted towards horizontal practice by melting the hundreds of scriptures.

He deeply agrees.

Therefore, whether it is the Yuanchu True Gang or the Yuanmax True Body Art, he always regards protecting himself as the first priority, and there is almost no blessing for attack.

“Ha~”

The sticky blood poured out from the seven orifices, and Meng Hanguang said the last sentence, unwilling to accept it, but relieved:
Chapter completed!