"Huh? This knife..." Hanzuo was about to get angry, but his eyes were suddenly drawn to the sword in Tang Yan's hand, and a familiar feeling spread in his heart.
"Let me ask you one last time, who did you learn that last sword strike in Bailu City from??" Tang Yan raised his sword horizontally and pointed it diagonally at his left hand. Angry flames burned fiercely in his chest, almost burning himself to death.
"Who gave you that knife in your hand?" Han Zuo looked more and more familiar, and half of his body felt inexplicably hot, stimulating a strong sense of desire.
"I! I'm! Asking! You!" Tang Yan could no longer suppress his anger. He roared, every word was sharp, and he exerted all his strength. The feet pressing on the ground were released in an instant, and the ground beneath his feet was torn apart.
The murderous intention is overwhelming and the rage is like the sea.
The anger in his chest was completely aroused and swept through his body.
At this moment, Tang Yan's soul was on fire.
Roar! In the ancient war world, in the boundless mountain of corpses and sea of blood, a demonic shadow proudly appeared, holding up the sky and the earth, with boundless dominance. He raised the sky and roared proudly, shaking the universe, and the demonic flames surged into the sky and trembled the earth.
Holding the sky, the evil energy of heaven and earth rolled, and a peerless long sword gathered together.
The demonic shadow roared, almost angrily scolding the sky, and the wheel knife slashed into the air with majestic momentum.
Boom, at this moment, the sky in the ancient war world 'collapsed'.
In the Dog Tooth Jungle, deep in the rain forest, Tang Yan connected with the ancient world of war, his eyes were red, his murderous intent was like the sea, and he struck out with a shocking sword - Collapse of the Sky!
The first display since his ascension to the saint, the most perfect outbreak of the third level of ancient warfare.
Within a radius of a kilometer, strong winds roared, trees shattered, and the earth cracked and tore out ferocious cracks. It was like the end of the world, the vision was completely blurred, and there was a sea of evil energy.
Bengtian?! Bengtian?! Hanzuo Zuo's complexion changed drastically, and his blood boiled all over his body. He was not only frightened, but also excited. Mu Ran let out a heart-rending roar, his voice almost tearing away the evil spirit.
"Guzhan, second level, collapse of the sky!!"
"Guzhan, second level, collapse of the sky!!"
Tang Yan and Han Zuo displayed the second level of ancient martial arts at the same time. The two of them came face to face, with overwhelming evil energy, and a shocking sword light appeared.
At this moment, the two of them seemed to be dragging a "mountain and river" around.
Majestic and domineering.
Boom!!
Deep in the Dog Tooth Mountains, a loud noise was like a ground-shattering sound, shaking the space. A huge and vast mushroom cloud rose into the sky, pushing back the clouds in the sky, and then surged and swept away, covering the sky and the sun. The scene was extremely terrifying.
The entire mountain range trembled at this moment, like an earthquake.
All the monster beasts and casual cultivators almost knelt on the ground, looking up in horror and fear, staring at the rushing mushroom cloud through the gaps in the messy branches.
There... is the focus of heaven and earth...
"What's going on? Who's fighting?"
"Saint? Isn't this momentum too exaggerated?"
"What are you going to do? Destroy this world?"
"Oh my god, run away, run away quickly."
Just when people stood up and stared in shock, the strong winds caused by the collision area raged at an alarming speed, gravel rolled randomly, ancient trees swayed, and dust mist mixed with debris rushed high into the sky.
This strong wind and mist sea had the momentum to sweep across the entire Dog Tooth Mountains.
Bang bang bang! Tang Yan rolled back and forth in the forest, shattering ancient trees and smashing boulders until he was a hundred meters away. He violently controlled his balance, but before he could stabilize, Tang Yan let out a heart-rending roar.
, rolling and crawling forward, like a rampaging wild wolf.
He hoarse, roared, and rushed into the sky again with blood-red eyes. "Gu Zhan Bengtian? Gu Zhan Bengtian!! You are worthy! You are also worthy of using my mentor's martial arts! Bastard, I will chop you up!"
He was roaring and venting, Bengtian? It was really Bengtian!
How could this bastard old guy have the martial arts skills to fight demons?
Why?!
"Haha, the sword of the war demon? The sword of the war demon! The demon sword? Am I right? Hahaha." Hanzuo became excited, his whole body was trembling, and his narrow eyes widened at this moment.
The right half of his body was even hotter, causing the blood in his body to boil. His fighting spirit surged, and a strong and extreme desire filled his soul.
"Ancient war! Soul-killing!" Tang Yan was like a tiger descending from the mountain, slaying again, rounding the ancient war knife in mid-air, and slashing out a sharp soul-killing edge, piercing through the space and heading towards Hanzuo.
"Where did you come from here? There is a Fierce Demon Sword! Oh, soul-killing? You can do it, and so can I! Let's see who is stronger today!" Han Zuo was not afraid of retreating, he raised the sword and fought, and he also fired
The soul-killing combat skill.
In an instant, the gaps between the two blades collided in the air, like black sharp needles colliding, and a sharp and harsh sound exploded, shattering the space in that area on the spot.
Evenly matched?
Evenly matched!
Hanzuo fused the "armless body" on the right side of the war demon. After thousands of years of tempering, it became an inseparable part of himself. From it, he obtained the self-created martial arts that the war demon left behind in the war world - the third level of ancient warfare.
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The sword in his hand is one of the most important treasures of the Zombie Royal Clan. Although it is not as good as the War Demon's 'Fire Demon Sword', it can still exert the true power of the third level of ancient warfare.
but……
The Fierce Demon Sword owned by Tang Yan was cut by the War Demon himself in the Sky Tombs, and part of the War Demon's soul is sealed in it. Whenever Tang Yan's fighting spirit awakens the War Sword, it is equivalent to a joint battle between Tang Yan and the War Demon.
Therefore, although Tang Yan's strength is not as good as Hanzuo's, his performance in the third level of ancient warfare is able to steadily balance Hanzuo, so that he is evenly matched at this moment.
"Haha, okay, it is indeed the Fierce Demon Sword. This is the weapon that belongs to me, Han Zuo, mine, mine, mine, hahaha." Han Zuo laughed wildly like he was out of control.
"Bah! Tell me clearly, where did you learn the third level of ancient warfare?" Tang Yan yelled angrily from high in the sky.
"Do you have the Fierce Demon Sword, the third level of ancient warfare, or are you a saint? Interesting! Let's try it again? I've learned about killing gods, but I've never had a chance to use it, so I want you to sharpen the knife?"
Hanzuo stared at the Demonic Sword, greed and desire stimulating his soul.
If he gets the Demon Sword, he will be even more powerful.
"Try? Try your mother!!" Tang Yan was furious and suddenly put away the ancient sword. His body suddenly crackled and crackled. In an instant, he transformed into the demon body of Long Kui, and endless dragon energy spurted out as thin as the sea.
The majestic holy power surges into the sky.
"What?" Hanzuo's expression froze.
"Don't waste the third level of the ancient war, I find it disgusting." Tang Yan roared, Long Kui's ten-foot-long demon body writhed in the sky, green fire surged, Huo Ling'er, and the Blood Soul Tree all appeared.
He is determined to kill, and today he will risk his life and everything else to kill this Han Zuo.
The worst case scenario is to escape back to Beast Mountain and live in seclusion for ten years.
"The fourth level of the Candle Dragon Secret Manual! The fourth round of the Age of Killing! Hidden Dragon Way!" Tang Yan roared in his chest. In an instant, the sky and the earth trembled, the mountains roared, and the endless killing power was centered on the green fire.
Swept out.
The wind and thunder roared under the sharp claws, and with a low roar, intent on killing, the body suddenly rose up, like cyan lightning tearing through the night, sprinting hundreds of meters in a straight line, punching through the space along the way.
At this moment, the roar shook the heaven and the earth, and the murderous power stirred up the surrounding areas.
Too sudden, too violent.
Straight-line impact, unstoppable.
The most powerful and powerful, the way to destruction!
"Dragon? Demon Spirit Vein? Wait, you... you are Beast Mountain Tang Yan?" Han Zuo was shocked. He knew clearly that he must not be distracted at this moment, but the scene in front of him sharply stimulated his eyesight and then impacted his consciousness.
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The next moment, Wei Wei came back to his senses and struck with a knife.
However, Qianlong Dao is Tang Yan's sharpest killing move. Its speed is so fast that it almost exceeds the speed of sound. A distance of several hundred meters can be covered in an instant, and it hits hard with unparalleled violent momentum.
In this scene, the trance is a visual dislocation.
Hanzuo was about to counterattack, but Tang Yan had already appeared in front of him, and was still bombarded like artillery shells.
Roaring and furious. Tang Yan's dragon body magnified to the limit in front of Han Zuo. The sharp claws pierced the space and buckled towards Han Zuo's chest. Tang Yan suddenly opened his fangs, bit down, and followed.
The green fire and dragon energy that arrived flooded and surged one after another.
How can there be any distraction in the duel in the holy realm?!
Hanzuo's whole body was filled with chills, and his subconscious mind tensed up to dodge at a very fast speed. After all, he is a top killer who has been on the verge of death all year round, and he is the god of death that the Corpse Emperor relies on. At the critical moment, Hanzuo still made a subconscious dodge, not to mention, the corpse
The body of the royal family is stronger than steel.
However, even so, Long Kui's critical attack should not be underestimated.
Poof, the sharp claws tore open Han Zuo's chest, shredding the flesh and flesh, and the fangs even pierced the left side of his face and tore it apart fiercely.
Whoosh, at the moment of life and death, everything is gone at the touch of a touch.
Hanzuo retreated hundreds of meters away, still in shock, his chest was dripping with blood, and his left face was bloody and bloody. His body that he thought was indestructible was actually cut open?
How can it be?!
Tang Yan was filled with annoyance and even more solemnity. This old thing was indeed hard enough. If it had been any other saint, it would have been torn into pieces long ago, but now it only tore the skin and flesh, not even the bones were injured?!
What is the identity of this old guy? His strength is so terrifying!