"Your physical body is also very strong!" Xiao Yun stared closely at Yang Yiming opposite him. Since his debut, the only person who can rival him physically is the Yang Yiming in front of him.
Others, such as Emperor Li Cheng, Zhao Wuji, Ye Dadao, etc., are no match for him.
Even the Patriarch, in the same realm, can't compare to him physically.
Of course, this is also because Yang Yiming took advantage of his advanced cultivation.
If they were the same age, Yang Yiming would naturally not be as powerful as he is now.
"The physical competition ends here, now I have to use weapons!" Yang Yiming stared at Xiao Yun, a light flashed in his hand, and a dark weapon suddenly appeared.
This is a square-shaped painted halberd, completely black, like a demon warrior, exuding a terrifying murderous aura.
Yang Yiming held the Fang Tian painted halberd and pointed diagonally at the sky. A blazing light burst out from the dark hole. His black hair was flying, and the roots were crystal clear, resembling a peerless war god.
"Whoa!" At the same time, a weapon also appeared in Xiao Yun's hand. It was a golden magical sword. The sword's light was gorgeous, reflecting the heavens and the world, and its brilliance was extremely bright.
There is no doubt that this is the accompanying holy sword that he took from Ye Dadao.
Among Xiao Yun's weapons, this holy sword has the highest grade, and is much more powerful than the Golden Dragon Sword and the Black Demon Sword.
However, this holy sword is sealed. Only how powerful it can be can exert its power.
Only when Xiao Yun's combat power is comparable to that of a saint can this holy sword be completely unsealed.
"Good sword!" Yang Yiming stared at the golden holy sword in Xiao Yun's hand and praised it. Although he did not see the grade of this sword, he could feel the extraordinary quality of this sword.
However, he is also very confident in the Fang Tian Painted Halberd in his hand, because this weapon is a semi-sacred weapon.
Even, when he becomes a saint, he can grow into a true holy soldier with him.
In terms of level, Xiao Yun and Yang Yiming's weapons are equally comparable.
After all, Xiao Yun's golden holy sword has not been completely unsealed, and now it is no more than a semi-holy soldier.
"Tsk!" Without further nonsense, the two started a fierce duel again.
Yang Yiming waved the Fangtian painted halberd to cut through the void, bringing up a bright divine light, bursting out with the strongest murderous intent, and slashed down towards Xiao Yun.
"Kill!" Xiao Yun shouted in a low voice, with a terrifying light in his eyes, holding a golden holy sword and striding forward, staring straight ahead.
"Qiang!" At this moment, Yang Yiming's Fangtian Painted Halberd had already arrived. The terrifying light was dazzling, and the strongest murderous intention froze everything, making the whole world freeze.
Yang Yiming's strength was already very strong, but now that he had this square-shaped halberd, he suddenly became more powerful, allowing him to unleash terrifying combat power.
"Boom!" Xiao Yun attacked with a knife, bursting out with a bright light, making the world tremble, the terrifying sound was deafening, and a blazing divine brilliance bloomed.
Yang Yiming's Fangtian Painted Halberd was very terrifying. When it came down, it made Xiao Yun's golden holy sword tremble.
This blow was very terrifying. Countless mysterious runes were wrapped around Fang Tian's painted halberd. One mysterious symbol after another was emitting a blazing light, causing Yang Yiming to burst out with even stronger combat power.
Xiao Yun's body shook violently, his hands trembled, and the arm holding the golden holy sword was a little sore and numb. The sudden increase in power of the other party made him a little frightened.
Compared with the previous three battles, the Yang Yiming in front of him was much stronger and was definitely one of the strongest enemies Xiao Yun had ever encountered.
This man's physical body and supernatural powers have reached their peak, and are extremely terrifying. He is like a real dragon in human form, very terrifying.
"Kill!" Yang Yiming saw Xiao Yun blocking his blow without any surprise. After all, he had seen Xiao Yun's strength.
However, he shouted loudly and continued to attack, killing fiercely.
Without stopping for a moment, Yang Yiming waved Fang Tian's painted halberd, and with a brilliant brilliance, he slashed down towards Xiao Yun again.
The brilliance of this moment lit up the entire sky.
If he were an ordinary opponent, he would probably be chopped off by this Fang Tian Painted Halberd before he could react.
At this moment, the space seemed to disappear, and the sharp edge of Fang Tian's painted halberd appeared in front of Xiao Yun almost instantly.
The sharp edge stung Xiao Yun's cheeks.
From a distance, Xiao Yun seemed to be completely suppressed by Yang Yiming, immersed in Yang Yiming's battle field and unable to extricate himself.
"Win!" "I knew that the Quasi-Son of God was invincible.
"After all, the half-step chaotic body is not the real supreme body and cannot be the opponent of the ancient holy body."
"...The people in the Ancient Holy Land who were watching were extremely excited to see this rare scene, and all of them were excited and cheering.
On the high platform, the elders of the ancient holy land also showed excited smiles.
Only Di Tian and Zhao Wuji showed no expressions. They all knew Xiao Yun's strength, so they didn't think Yang Yiming could defeat Xiao Yun just like this.
In fact, this is indeed the case.
In the field.
When Xiao Yun was pushed to the limit by Yang Yiming, a bright light suddenly burst out from his body, like a golden divine fire burning.
At this moment, Xiao Yun's momentum suddenly increased greatly, and he exuded an aura of invincibility, just like a god king coming to the dust.
Yang Yiming was a little frightened. Everyone who looked at Xiao Yun shrank suddenly, as if he didn't expect that Xiao Yun's strength could actually improve.
"Whoa!" Xiao Yun's whole body was shining brightly at this moment, and the golden divine fire on his body became more and more intense. It gradually spread to the golden holy sword in his hand, and a blazing sword light erupted.
At this moment, the terrifying sword light illuminated the heavens and the world, and the blazing sword light split the sky and shattered the heaven and the earth.
"Boom!" Fang Tian's painted halberd, which was originally powerful, was repelled by Xiao Yun's golden holy sword. Yang Yiming also stepped back step by step. His eyes widened with disbelief.
Everyone outside the court was also shocked and unbelievable. Yang Yiming, who was originally so powerful, was suddenly overturned by Xiao Yun.
The situation in the field suddenly reversed.
Xiao Yun began to gain the upper hand. His whole body was covered with crimson clouds, and the golden divine fire was burning brightly. He exuded a very terrifying aura, as if he was destined to tower over all living beings and look down on them like a god-king.
"Kacha!" The sky was split open by Xiao Yun's golden holy sword, and huge space cracks spread out, forcing Yang Yiming to retreat again and again.
"If you want to defeat me, you are still far away!" Xiao Yun looked at Yang Yiming and said calmly. His eyes showed strong confidence, and the blazing eyes bloomed with a color that darkened the world. His invincible belief was enough to collapse the void.
"Buzz!" Every time Xiao Yun made a move, the heaven and the earth roared together, as if they resonated with the avenue, and every sword contained the texture of the avenue.
"Poof!" Finally, Yang Yiming was slashed by Xiao Yun and flew out, spitting blood, and the light on his body was dimmed.
The expressions of everyone in the Ancient Holy Land who were watching the battle suddenly changed.