"Haha, if you want a thunder-cutting knife, you can do it, but you have to be able to beat me!" Ye Xing laughed loudly.

"Hmph, it's not difficult to defeat you, I will do as you wish!" The big man with horns yelled with a mad sword, his feet hit the ground, and the earth shook slightly. He jumped into the air, swung the sword in his hand and pointed towards the front.

Ye Xing chopped it down on the head.

call--

In an instant, there was a strong wind and thunder all around, rolling up sand all over the sky!

"It's pretty good. Innate Dzogchen level strength, a bit difficult to parry!"

Ye Xing narrowed his eyes slightly and quickly turned sideways to avoid the thunderous strike of the big man with horns and the mad sword. Then he quickly raised the thunder-slashing knife in his hand and swept towards the waist of the big man with horns and mad sword.

"Qiang!" "Ping ping ping pong!"

"Bang bang bang!"

In an instant, the two men fought fiercely. The two swords clashed, causing clusters of scarlet sparks to collide. The sonorous sound resounded throughout the countryside. Wherever they passed, trees collapsed, rocks shattered, and the escaping energy spattered the earth into craters.

, a mess.

It has to be said that the power of the horned man's crazy sword is very powerful. It should be a kind of innate divine power. It is at least twice as powerful as the overlord-level strongman Monk Fankong who cultivated the power of dragon and elephant.

Ye Xing could feel a powerful force coming from every attack. If it were an ordinary Xiantian Dzogchen, it would only take twenty or thirty moves to cause internal injuries.

With only the power of genes, Ye Xing was completely at a disadvantage. However, although he was in dire straits and seemed to be surrounded by dangers, Ye Xing relied on his super high level of spiritual consciousness and foresight to remain undefeated.

"I didn't expect that Meteor to be quite powerful. He was able to withstand ten violent blows from the mad knife!"

"Yes, the power of the Crazy Sword is terrifyingly strong. It is said that when they broke into the Tongtian Tower, the guardian of the ninth floor inside was shocked to death by his power!"

"Ten...eleven...twelve moves. Hey, how many moves do you think that Meteor can withstand from Crazy Blade?"

"Twenty moves at most, no more! Look at how embarrassed he is, I guess fifteen moves are enough!"

"Not necessarily. I think he is quite tough. He might be able to withstand twenty-five moves!"

"Well, his tenacity is quite strong, but twenty-five moves are too many. I bet he will lose in twenty-two moves!"

"Oh, I bet he will lose in eighteen moves! That Meteor only has the strength of a high-level warrior with the bonus of the epic weapon Thunder-cutting Sword, but the madman is actually one of the top ten peak warriors! His strength is even greater

The best in the entire Qingshi Town! I guess that Meteor has suffered serious internal injuries now, and is just at the end of his strength, and will be annihilated in a snap of his fingers!"

Among the dozens of people watching around, the senior genetic warriors were whispering to each other and talking a lot. None of them were optimistic about Ye Xing. For one thing, Ye Xing was not famous before and was just a nobody, but the Horned Crazy Sword was famous and ranked among the top three.

One of the top ten top warriors; the second one is that Ye Xing is completely suppressed in the battle at the moment, and looks like he will be knocked off at any time.

However, as time passed, the fighting continued. Under the fierce force, Ye Xing, who seemed to be blown away at any time, remained rooted in the earth as tenaciously as grass.

Twenty moves——

Thirty moves——

Fifty moves——

In the blink of an eye, a hundred moves had passed, and the surrounding genetic warriors were all dumbfounded——

"This...this...what's going on? One...a hundred moves..."

"..."

"..."

"It should be almost over. That Meteor is holding on forcefully. He has run out of gas!"

"Well, if he had been half a step too late to dodge that move just now, his head would have moved! At most, he would have to move a hundred and twenty moves...well, he would probably lose!"

"One hundred and sixteen...one hundred and seventeen...one hundred and eighteen...one hundred and nineteen...Hey, why did you stop???"

On the battlefield ahead, the wind and sand gradually settled, revealing two figures in the center of the field. One was tall and burly, full of power; the other was upright and sharp!

"Why don't you fight?" Ye Xing's mouth curved into a smile.

"There is no point in continuing the fight. If a senior general had fought for so long, he would have been shattered into mud by my sword long ago, but you have not. Your attack power is very average and too weak, but the defense is obviously not as simple as it seems!

"The big man with ox-horns said in a deep voice, "Even if I keep fighting with two hundred or three hundred moves, I still can't kill you! Your strength is enough to possess a thunder-cutting knife!"

"Haha, you look like you don't want to fight, but that's not okay!" Ye Xing curled his lips and said with a smile: "It's rare to meet a good opponent, let's fight for another 300 rounds!"

In the constant fighting just now, Ye Xing was also constantly modifying and improving his combat skills. The first-class combat skill "Thunderbolt" was just created by Ye Xingcao, and there were still many flaws that needed to be improved. Now in the fighting battle

, the ideas and inspiration in Ye Xing's mind are getting clearer and clearer, so naturally he has to continue fighting. How can he let people go after this rare training opportunity.

call--

Raising the thunder-slashing knife in his hand, Ye Xing was about to continue fighting when suddenly——

Just then——

"call out--"

There was a sharp sound breaking through the sky, and a dazzling blue light bloomed in the western sky. A hexagonal battleship turned into a stream of light and roared towards it. The speed was extremely fast, but it only took three or five breaths to reach the tiger.

The mountain of heads was suspended in the sky above everyone's heads.

"Clang!"

With the sound of the hatch opening, two figures jumped off the spaceship and battleship, and landed on the ground with a 'boom' sound, kicking up dust and sand all over the sky!

Under the impact of the huge force, the ground cracked with the feet of the two as the center, and cracks like spider webs appeared, spreading towards the surroundings, but the two of them were unscathed.

The person on the left has thin lips and narrow eyes, exuding an uncomfortable cold aura, and is standing with a sword in his arms; the person on the right is holding a golden glove, and the force of the whole body is surging, with a formidable momentum.

"It's Styx and Senju!!!"

Someone in the surrounding crowd exclaimed: "Two more peak warriors from the ninth floor of Tongtian Tower are here!"

But seeing the two people landing on the left and right, they clamped Ye Xing in the middle, but soon they also noticed the horned Crazy Knife still standing in front of them.

"Hey, Kuang Dao, you're here too, are you here for the Thunder-Slashing Saber too?" said the man with slender hands wearing gold glove.

"Nonsense, if it weren't for the weapon worth millions of cosmic crystals, who would have bothered to come to this useless novice village!" The big man with horns and mad sword curled his lips and said: "I mean Styx, Thousand Hands, you guys

Haven't you already returned to Qingshi Town? Why are you here again?"

"He has gone back! But we didn't expect this man to be so stupid as to actually appear in the wild with a thunder-cutting knife!" The man with golden glove said with a smile: "We don't laugh at this treasure of millions of cosmic crystals.

Sorry!"

"Three people, too few!" the man holding the sword, Ming He, frowned.
Chapter completed!