Everyone froze and looked at the two people who were facing each other with their auras soaring. The two auras that surged out wantonly were like sharp blades that were piercing the sky, directly tearing apart the miserable night.
.The condensed bloody evil energy was churning endlessly, billowing up around everyone's body. It was twisted by the explosive aura from both sides, and instantly turned into a hissing strange energy, shooting wildly in all directions.
Ling Tianyun's heart was clear, and the scimitar in his hand suddenly became sharper than ten feet, heading towards the spear that was like a spark of fire. A burst of aura came from the spear that was like a gathering point, making his whole body
The hairs on his body stood on end. But the whole body's true energy poured into his hand had already entered the scimitar, and the pure power around him turned into a powerful electric current and rushed straight away.
Sparks set the prairie fire ablaze, destroying the sky and destroying the earth. A sharp spear-like intention locked the sky. And all the strength in his body had turned into a roaring dragon, roaring towards the front. Vaguely, he could be seen.
The sword in his hand glowed with a light that was as long as ten feet long, and it slashed away with a dazzling aura.
The spark-like spear intention condensed all the true energy in Yelu Zongheng's body, condensed into a point, and finally turned into a majestic momentum that surged out. The spark-like spear intention locked Ling Tianyun,
A bursting momentum emitted from the tip of the spear, and the dots were like thorns, and the thorns were like awns, and the awns contained endless meaning of destruction.
The star-like gun shadow stabbed forward very quickly, but in the eyes of everyone, it looked slow and sluggish. But what greeted the star-like gun shadow was a foot-long shadow.
The sword light slashed away with a tearing momentum.
It was very quiet for a moment, and everyone opened their eyes wide. The sparks of the spear were like shadows, and the shocking blade was as long as feet. All of this was beyond the scope of everyone's understanding.
Two teenagers of about the same age, performed extraordinary stunts that astonished them.
Everyone held their breath, and they looked carefully at the two people facing each other, and the strange phenomena emanating from the weapons in their hands that made them amazed. Suddenly, a dazzling light shrouded their eyes.
came, and then they could no longer see anything except the dazzling light. Then, there was a dull sound in their ears, and there was a sound of metal breaking.
After the dazzling light slowly disappeared, everyone's eyes recovered. When they stared again, they were shocked at the same time. Their eyes showed incredible looks, and their faces showed a look of astonishment.
They seemed stunned by the scene in front of them.
The chest of the handsome man in white robe was torn open with blood splattering on his chest. His meticulously pulled up black hair flowed down like a waterfall and draped randomly around the back of his head.
And the corners of his mouth also overflowed with bright red bloodshot eyes. The silver spear held tightly in both hands was trembling, and there was a look of surprise in his eyes, which suddenly became fierce and ferocious. That handsome man
His face became extremely distorted with a ferocious expression.
And the young man in black clothes was even more embarrassed. His clothes, which were already stained with blood, had been torn to pieces by a violent aura. His hair was flying, and his chest was as strong as iron.
His body is as big as a body, and his high-spirited and unyielding face reveals a bit of resolute temperament. Only half of the scimitar in his hand is left, but his tall body stands as tall as a rocky mountain peak.
.
A slight sound of "click" spread to everyone's ears. Everyone looked at it intently and took a breath of cold air. Their eyes flashed with shock. They looked towards the place where the slight sound came from, and at the same time in their hearts
A strong chill arose, even colder than the biting wind.
But they saw a crack like a spider web coming from under the feet of Ling Tianyun and Yelu Zongheng. Although it was not as deep and terrifying as a ravine, the densely packed cracks were like dazzling black holes, stimulating everyone's eyes.
.What kind of internal strength is required? Even the might of heaven and earth cannot make cracks like cracks appear in this long street paved with bluestones.
"That's right. I didn't expect that in just a few months, you would have grown to such a terrifying extent. None of you took advantage of this battle. I have already begun to look forward to the battle two years later. This time I
The prince is in a good mood and I can spare your life. In the battle two years later, I will come again to harvest your life with my own hands."
There was not much trouble on Yelu Zongheng's face, but there was a hint of surprise in his eyes. The young man who had not been taken seriously by him had begun to have some unexpected tit-for-tat intentions. But in his heart
That strong self-confidence made him start to face it. But he did not regard the other party as his real opponent. Maybe two years later, he would crush the other party under his feet. This time it was just
I'm just careless.
After a long breath of turbid air, the majestic fighting spirit in Ling Tianyun's body had disappeared without a trace. He clearly felt a slight sound from his dantian reaching into his mind. "Crack"
, that small and faint sound shocked his heart. The shackles that clung to his heart had collapsed, and he only felt that his state of mind began to have a new sublimation, which was to defeat the inner demons.
A kind of spiritual relief.
With the brilliant light in his eyes, looking at Yelu Zongheng with a spear across his chest in front of him, Ling Tianyun felt a confidence that he had never had before. He looked into each other's eyes lightly and said: "Two years later, you and I will be together again
A battle, no matter who wins or loses, determines life and death, Yelu is in control, do you dare to fight?"
"Bold madman, who are you? How can you compare with the wealth and wealth of His Highness the Third Prince?" As soon as Ling Tianyun finished speaking, he attracted the angry looks of the Khitan warriors who started guarding both sides of Yelu Zongheng. One of them
The warrior shouted harshly, but he raised the scimitar in his hand, and a sharp aura rushed toward Ling Tianyun.
Feeling the fierce killing intent of the other party, Ling Tianyun's heart suddenly became filled with rage. He knew that the other party's martial arts realm had reached the innate realm, and he could overflow his energy. The true energy transformed into essence, and it overflowed like light, which is the innate realm. About this point
, he had known for a long time. He did not expect that the martial arts realm of the two Khitan warriors had reached the innate realm, which made him unavoidably fearful.
Despite being afraid, he still didn't have any fear. The opponent's overwhelming momentum only caused his body to sway slightly and did not cause any substantial harm to him. He looked forward to it as if he was fearless.
Looking at the solemn-looking third prince of Khitan, he was not without purpose, he just hoped for an all-out showdown next time. Regardless of victory or defeat, it was only a matter of life and death. His heart was filled with hatred for the Khitan people from the bottom of his heart.
"Why not?" To Ling Tianyun's surprise, Yelu Zongheng said calmly, and the chaotic aura all over his body had calmed down. His body once again exuded a kingly and domineering attitude that looked down upon the world, that domineering and unruly man.
The third prince, Yelu Zongheng, has returned. There is no longer a chaotic aura on his body, and there is also a playful smile in his eyes. Ling Tianyun is still not his real opponent.
"As for whether you can escape tonight, if you escape tonight, our decisive battle will still exist. But this prince is not a renegade person. I just promised to spare your life, but you still have to pay some price.
." The corners of Yelu Zongheng's mouth raised, and a cunning and strange look appeared on his face.
Ling Tianyun and Yelu Zongheng presented a brilliant contest. As soon as their contest came to an end, the remaining Khitan warriors swarmed towards Zhao Kuangyin and the waiter. The Khitan warrior who scolded Ling Tianyun
He jumped off his horse and walked towards Ling Tianyun with his scimitar raised.
Seeing the Khitan warrior walking slowly, Ling Tianyun's heart was filled with strong pride and incomparable confidence. Even if the Khitan warrior reached the innate realm, so what, he could still do it
Cutting the opponent to the sword, he casually picked up a scimitar from the ground. With a flick of his hand, a breath of madness burst out from his body.
And the Khitan warrior who came slowly with his sword flashed had a look of contempt in his eyes. He didn't believe that his innate state could not deal with this little boy in the inner strength state. His Highness the Prince said that he should spare that boy's life.
, but he didn’t say that he could ravage him and torture him. He had to repair the arrogant boy well in order to relieve the depression in his heart. He could also avenge the brothers who died under his sword, killing two birds with one stone.
.Thinking of this, the Khitan warrior showed a proud smile on his face, as if the blood-stained young man fell at his feet and was ravaged by him.
The red light in Ling Tianyun's eyes has not completely disappeared. The rags dancing around him outline his strong and strong body. The scimitar in his hand made a soft groan. What about the innate realm? His heart surged.
With a burst of wild arrogance, Ling Tianyun suddenly raised his head and let out a long roar that shook the sky.
The roar that shook the whole country rolled into the clouds, and the lingering sound lingered in everyone's ears for a long time.
The sound of the roar has not yet died down. Ling Tianyun put away his sword and stood up, a pair of starry eyes shooting out awe-inspiring light. Before the Khitan warrior could get closer, he raised his sword and pointed it to the sky, and then fiercely attacked the slowly approaching Khitan warrior.
It flew away. Suddenly, a sharp sound pierced through the air exploded in everyone's ears.
When Yelu Zongheng, who had already retreated, heard this, his face was startled, and he hurriedly warned and shouted: "Don't force the attack, retreat quickly."
However, his reminder was still a step too late. The confident Khitan warrior inexplicably found that his body was unable to move as if it had been cast by a spell. But the scimitar he had just raised stayed in the air.
His body suddenly felt a tearing aura coming towards him, and bits of ice-like chill instantly spread from his body. And when he wanted to take further action, he found that he was locked by a sharp aura and was unable to make any move.
Any movement.
Extreme horror surged in his heart. He did not expect that the knife struck by the young man was so powerful. The sweeping sword light enveloped his entire body. Biting coldness shot out from the knife light.
The blood in his body was coagulated and his nerves were imprisoned. Unable to move, he could only watch the tearing knife light coming towards him. The knife looked slow but was actually extremely fast.
The light, carrying a destructive power, instantly appeared in front of him.
"Puch!" A burst of bright hot blood suddenly flew into the sky, and then fell from the night sky, like a rain of blood. The rich blood made people feel sick. But the Khitan warrior had not had time to scream.
With a sound, Ling Tianyun cut him in half with a knife from the center of his eyebrows. The violent heat shot all over Ling Tianyun, and at the same time it splashed all over his face. Suddenly, the young man in black clothes with the scimitar raised a red light was as bloody as
Like Shura who came from Haisen Prison.
Taking a deep breath of cold air, several Khitan warriors who wanted to rush forward saw the young man in black clothes split their comrades in half with a sword. Immediately, endless fear and horror surged in their hearts.
He looked like the most terrifying demon in the world, making them feel terrified.
Yelu Zongheng was even more stunned. He did not expect that Ling Tianyun just slashed his guard into two halves with a casual slash. He frowned, his expression condensed, as if he was making an important decision, and
At this moment, a sharp hawk's cry reached everyone's ears.