The Desolate Clan is a group of people cursed by God. The place where they are is desolate and the spiritual energy is thin, but they can still give birth to masters like the Desolate King. If they are in that place with great fortune, the achievements of the Desolate King are limitless.

One man and one tiger stepped forward to attack wildly, and Xiao Yang resisted it with just a long sword.

King Wuliang has heard of Xiao Yang's previous record. King Wuliang has fought three consecutive games and killed more than 40 people. With such a terrifying record, King Wuliang understands very well. If he competes with the surging level of spiritual energy, he is definitely not Xiao Yang's opponent. Judging from Xiao Yang's current performance, he can be said to be the best in the Great Thousand Realms. If he wants to defeat him, he can only find other ways.

As a cursed tribe, the Barren tribe does not have unique bloodline advantages and no rare secret techniques. King Liang of Desolate can only rely on his own practice. She is particularly confident in her own techniques. Once she fights in close combat, she will definitely find Xiao Yang's flaws!

The spear in King Wuliang's hand was extremely fast, and every stab at the angle was extremely tricky. The spear was attacked with a white tiger, making the spear in King Wuliang's hand like a vicious poisonous snake, which could appear from any angle at any time, giving a fatal blow to people.

The Great Thousand Realm has extremely high Qi training civilization, far exceeding the land of the ancestors. However, in terms of the exquisiteness of the moves, the Great Thousand Realm cannot be compared with the land of the ancestors at all.

In his early years, Xiao Yang followed Lu Yan to learn the techniques of hundreds of schools, practice the hundred martial arts, and integrate all shapes and ideas. In terms of moves, Xiao Yang had already reached a state of unity between man and nature. Faced with different offensives, his body subconsciously reacted, allowing the spear in the hand of King Wuliang to be so tricky. For Xiao Yang, just one long sword in his hand was enough.

The more she fought, the more she became more and more shocked. She knew who the opponent she was facing was, so she did not hold back. She was aiming for Xiao Yang's life with every move. However, she found that her usual moves were difficult to achieve results today. On the contrary, Xiao Yang's sword that sometimes counterattacked could directly disrupt her rhythm and make herself panic.

The aura is terrifyingly majestic and the moves are so exquisite.

This person is really a genius!

The deserted and Liang Wang Yue was less confident in his heart, but she was still persisting. She believed that in her close offensive rhythm, Xiao Yang would sooner or later reveal his flaws. The moment he revealed his flaws, it was his chance!

The King of Desolate and Liang took a deep breath. She was calculating every move and every move, and did not dare to be careless at all.

Just as King Yan was cautious in treating the desolate and Liang, he suddenly heard Xiao Yang's voice sound.

"Is this the only way for your attack?"

"Huh?" The King of Desolate Liang was stunned. This stunned made her offensive pause for a second. Although it was only one second, this second was particularly important for the master's moves.

But Xiao Yang did not take action during the pause of the desolate and Liangwang.

If you look closely, you will find that from beginning to end, Xiao Yang's face had not even changed. He was beaten by the King of Desolate and Liang to treat him with caution. For Xiao Yang, that's it...

"If this is the case, then you don't have to keep going." The long sword in Xiao Yang's hand suddenly dissipated and turned into a spear. The length of the spear was exactly the same as that held by King Liang of Desolate.

Xiao Yang held a spear and suddenly shook a gun flower.

King Wuliang subconsciously blocked, but the next second after she made the blocking posture, she found that the spear tip in Xiao Yang's hand had already hit her jaw. This action suddenly made King Wuliang's pupils magnify, and she didn't even see clearly how Xiao Yang did it.

"The way the spear is used is to focus on direct violence and close combat. The spear is to bully the opponent's weapon is not as long as you are, and the opponent's spearhead is not as fast as your manual. Every time you attack, you will choose to draw the spear in order to achieve the maximum attack power. But in fact, as long as the angle is right, the stick can kill people. When you fight, you often use swing and chop, but the advantage of the spear is always staggering, for example, this way!"

As Xiao Yang finished speaking, another flower appeared on the tip of the spear. When King Wuliang reacted, the tip of the spear appeared less than a centimeter in front of King Wuliang's right eyes.

"You are still far from using weapons."

Xiao Yang shook his head slightly, picked up the spear in his hand, and King Wuliang's weapon came out of his hand under this challenge, made a spin in the air, and then inserted it diagonally on the ground.

The King of Desolate and Liang looked down at his empty hands, and his eyes were confused.

"You are here for the racial fortune. I will not kill you this time, but I will not break the racial fortune next time. You should not pray to God. You are cursed and able to practice to such a state. It is also considered to be against the will of heaven. Since you have already against the will of heaven, why should you pray to this day to bring merits to you now?"

Xiao Yang stretched out his finger and pointed it at the middle of the King of Desolate Liang.

The next second, the body of the deserted King flew out of the white tiger, smashed to the ground, and vomited blood.

The deserted and cold king climbed up from the ground with difficulty, looked at Xiao Yang from afar, and hugged his fists, "Thank you."

The white tiger in front of Xiao Yang was now lying there like a well-behaved kitten, not moving.

"Ten breaths, let's go!"

Xiao Yang dispersed the weapons in his hand.

The white tiger turned into a phantom and fled to the side of the King of Desolation. The King of Desolation ran away on the camel.

As powerful as the desolate and cold king, he shoulders the name of race, but he is completely defeated!

"Xiao Yang is too strong!"

"It is harder to lose one person completely than kill one person!"

"It can be said that the King of Desolate Liang was under Xiao Yang's control from beginning to end!"

"With such strength, can Dan Tai Xingchen kill Xiao Yang?"

"Xiao Yang's strength has completely surpassed the three emperors!"

A purple lightning suddenly flashed across the sky. It was a thunder dragon, which was particularly terrifying.

The thunder dragon circled in the sky, and in its swallowing and spitting, a large area of ​​red blood clouds were sucked into the abdomen by the thunder dragon.

"Xiao Yang, I am the Seventh Level God Son, Dan Tai Xingchen, I have been looking for you for a long time."

"What then?" Xiao Yang looked up and looked at the spiraling thunder dragon in the sky.

The thunder dragon is a hundred feet long and has five claws in its belly. Wherever it passes, it is like a god who controls the divine thunder in the world.

"You kill my clone, this revenge must be avenged. I think you fight one after another, and only use one move. If you can block this move, I will spare you!" The Thunder Dragon hovered in the air, and Dan Tai Xingchen's words were particularly domineering.

Compared with Dan Tai Xingchen's state at this time, the clone in the Holy Dynasty seemed extremely ridiculous. Not to mention the strength level, fighting for women is fierce, and even their hearts are not on the same level.
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