"Stop talking nonsense, die!" Du Qingyang's face turned grim and shouted violently.

Before he finished speaking, the mysterious orifice on his legs suddenly lit up, his feet kicked the ground, and his figure immediately blurred, as if teleported, and disappeared from the spot in an instant.

The next moment, a whistling sound in Chen Yang's ears sounded, and Du Qingyang's two fingers that were rising together were like a sharp dagger, penetrated straight into his temple.

Chen Yang's expression changed and he had no time to react at all. He could only dodge the side by instinct.

However, Du Qingyang was not willing to let him go. His steps changed and his body came tightly. There was a mysterious orifice on each of his fingertips, which contained a powerful force that pierced Chen Yang's temple.

At this critical moment, a "boom" sounded.

The stone gate of the underground cave exploded and a yellow figure directly smashed the stone gate, passed by, and crashed from the side to Du Qingyang who was about to point to kill Chenyang.

A dull sound of "bang" sounded.

Du Qingyang's body seemed to hit an iron plate, and his body suddenly flew back a hundred feet, directly hitting the mountain wall on the other side, falling heavily.

He struggled to get up, and the injury he had barely suppressed before finally could not continue. He squirted suddenly, and a large area of ​​dark red blood splashed out like rain, splashing all over the floor.

Du Qingyang covered his bloody chest with his hands, staggered back a few steps, leaning his back against the dark stone wall, as if he was trying hard to support his body, but his legs were shaking violently, as if he would fall down at any time.

He raised his head and looked at the figure who broke into the door, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, and he asked:

"Bulin Qianxun? How could it be you!"

The yellow figure standing side by side with Chen Yang was graceful in shape, and was no one else, but the chief Xuan Fighter in the first area of ​​the Xuan Fighting Arena, Gu Qianxun.

"Why can't it be me? I've been waiting for this day for 30,000 years." Gu Qianxun's two bright eyes were extremely cold, and he looked at Du Qingyang without blinking, and said lightly.

"Thirty thousand years? Who are you?" Du Qingyang said coldly.

"It seems that your memory is not very good, so I will remind you. Do you still remember the woman you secretly caught back from Xuanzhi City?" Gu Qianxun's eyes flashed slightly and he said slowly.

"Xuanzhicheng... Could it be..." Du Qingyang's face darkened.

"At that time, you were in this place, and you also used this Gala blood array to remove the true spirit bloodline in her body, causing her to eventually explode and die, and even a whole body could not be left behind." Gu Qianxun took a deep breath, and said with a trembling lips.

"Yan Hongyu... Who are you?" Du Qingyang's expression changed slightly and he asked.

"Stop talking, you are worthy of mentioning your mother's name." Gu Qianxun's face suddenly became extremely ferocious and he shouted angrily.

"No wonder... More than 6,000 years ago, you came to my Qingyang City and asked to join the Xuan Fighting Arena. I think it was just to prepare for today's actions? I'm so patient!" Du Qingyang sneered and asked.

"Haha... For today, what's wrong with waiting for another 30,000 years? Fortunately, the world has won't let me down, and I finally waited. You want to use the same trick again, but I have already made a secret arrangement, and your subordinates have long been disloyal to you." Gu Qianxun laughed at the sky and shouted loudly.

"Very good! It seems that the death of Hu Ben is related to you, right?" Du Qingyang glanced at Chen Yang, his eyes fell on Gu Qianxun again, and said word by word.

Gu Qianxun just sneered and didn't say anything.

Du Qingyang looked beside him, spit out a mouthful of sticky blood, and said, "Since you mother and daughter are so in love, today I will use the blood power she left to send you to meet her underworld..."

After saying that, Du Qingyang suddenly closed his eyes, clenched his fists tightly, and a sudden shout came from his mouth.

Immediately afterwards, a colorful color suddenly appeared outside the surface of his body, and a layer of extremely fine scales appeared. Under the reflection of the light of the grotto brazier, a camouflage light was emitted.

The crab Taoist was attracted by the movement here, and slightly moved his eyes that were parked on Han Li, glanced at this side, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly, muttering to himself: "The fantasy scale color snake is quite rare..."

When Gu Qianxun saw this scene, his face suddenly sank, as if he had been poked into the pain and became furious.

"Old thief Du, you are looking for death!"

She shouted violently, and the mysterious orifices on her legs lit up one after another, and her body leaned forward slightly. She was like a cheetah with perfect energy, and suddenly shot out quickly, and her speed was extremely fast, rushing straight towards Du Qingyang.

When the two were in a wrong shape, Gu Qianxun stuck out his palm, his five fingers together like a knife, and suddenly stabbed Du Qingyang in the throat.

Du Qingyang didn't know whether it was because he was seriously injured or could not avoid it or that he didn't want to hide at all, but he had to withstand the blow with his fragile throat.

Only a clear collision sounded, but Du Qingyang's throat did not break.

But when he saw the colorful scales in his throat appear slightly, his throat shrinks back like a spring, and then bulges forward, and the powerful force that hit Gu Qianxun to conduct towards his chest.

At this moment, his body seemed to turn into a boneless python, extremely soft. Every muscle on his body trembled at the same frequency, and finally transmitted the power into the ground invisibly, but he was not affected at all.

This action seemed long, but in fact, he dissolved Gu Qianxun's intense attack in just a moment.

At the same time, Du Qingyang was shaking his body, and he swung his palm from the side and slapped Gu Qianxun's face with a slap.

Seeing this, Gu Qianxun took a step and raised his punch and hit him.

The dense mysteries on her arms lit up one after another, and a powerful invisible force overflowed from it, instantly tearing her sleeves apart, revealing a rather slender snow-white lotus arm.

On this arm, the slightly grave-shaped muscle texture is very obvious, making people feel that it is full of explosive power when they look at it with the naked eye.

In an instant, the fists and palms were connected!

A loud bang suddenly sounded, and a powerful impact exploded between the two.

Du Qingyang shook his muscles like a python and removed the force to the ground, but his body still involuntarily retreated backwards, and suddenly kicked on the stone wall behind him before stopping.

Gu Qianxun was directly hit by this force and flew backwards, hitting heavily on the mountain wall on the other side.

"Boom..."

A large area of ​​mountain wall collapsed, burying her figure in it.

When Chen Yang saw this scene, his face became ugly. He thought that Du Qingyang should have suffered severe damage due to the backlash of the blood array, but he unexpectedly thought that the other party had such strong combat power.

"Chenyang, I treat you very well on weekdays, but you treat me like this. Now, it's your turn..." Du Qingyang's eyes turned, he looked at Chenyang and sneered.

Dark red patterns began to appear around his eye sockets, and half of his already ugly cheeks became more and more ferocious and distorted.

As soon as he finished speaking, Du Qingyang's figure burst out, and the figure suddenly rushed to Chen Yang like lightning, and he stuck out his palm and grabbed Chen Yang's heart.

The latter's figure flashed and barely avoided it. The bone armor on his chest was scratched by Du Qingyang's fingers, leaving several extremely deep marks.

Before Chen Yang could finish his fear, Du Qingyang's body suddenly stretched and grew, and it wrapped around his waist and abdomen like a colorful scale python. A cold and smooth touch and an extremely powerful squeeze force came.

Chen Yang clenched his fists and shouted violently. All the mysterious orifices on his body lit up, and a powerful wave of power burst out from his body, trying to disperse Du Qingyang, who was wrapped around him.

As a result, Du Qingyang's body just relaxed slightly and tightly bound him again.

At the same time, his mouth suddenly opened, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be torn apart. The whole mouth split and expanded several times, and it turned into a snake python's bloody mouth, and it suddenly bites at Chen Yang's head.

Chen Yang struggled hard, but it was useless. He could only raise his arm and punch Du Qingyang who was biting.

Just as he was about to be transformed into a magical scale snake, a snow-white light suddenly lit up from the rocks under the opposite mountain wall, and a loud bang, and the rocks exploded one after another.

Gu Qianxun's figure rushed out from it, stretched out his hand and picked it around her waist. A circle of white bone ridges wrapped around her waist shaking down, and flew out like a spiritual snake spitting out, stabbing directly at the phantom scale color snake.

A sharp sound of "clang".

A piece of triangular bone with cold light at the tip of the white bone ridge chain stabbed Du Qingyang's cheek, and a string of dark red sparks were immediately drawn.

Du Qingyang's cheeks were not damaged at all, but his head tilted slightly under the influence of this force, biting Chen Yang's shoulders, and sharp teeth emerged from his mouth and stabbed deeply into his shoulder blades.

Seeing this, Gu Qianxun's expression changed again and again, but he still refused to give up. He flew over from his toe.

As his wrist shook, the chain of bones dozens of feet long suddenly clattered, and the pieces of bones on it quickly contracted, turning into a long sword of bones about four feet long.

All the mysterious orifices in his body lit up, the muscles on his arms rose up, and both hands held the sword at the same time. His body was like a spirit swallow. He twisted several times in the air, exerting his strength to the extreme and slashed down towards Du Qingyang's head.

"call……"

A whistling wind sounded, and a crack seemed to appear in the void.

There was a "puff" sound!

The long bone sword fell on Du Qingyang's side face, and a bright red blood line shot out.

The blood-soaked sword edge broke through Du Qingyang's skin and cut open his skull, but failed to achieve success in one blow, cutting off his entire head, but stuck in the bones of his cheeks.

Seeing this, Gu Qianxun's pupils shrank slightly, and a feeling of powerlessness appeared in his heart.
Chapter completed!