As the black-robed strong man finished speaking, a stronger martial arts aura erupted from him.

After feeling the power of the black-robed strongman, Yang Jiutian's face was extremely serious. Even though he had already broken into the seventh realm of extraordinaryness, he could barely increase his strength to the early stage of the eighth realm of extraordinaryness. However, at this moment, the strength of the black-robed strongman also became stronger.

He was a black-robed strong man in the early stage of the eighth realm. After he became stronger again, his strength might have reached the middle stage of the eighth realm.

"Bang!"

The ground under his feet instantly collapsed, and his body rushed towards Yang Jiutian with a flash of lightning.

Yang Jiutian had already made the best preparation to continue fighting. Just as the opponent moved, he had predicted the opponent's attack trajectory. He stepped on the ground suddenly and his figure disappeared from the spot.

"boom!"

Just as he disappeared, a violent collision sound came from where he was just now. After the attack of the strong man in black robe lost his target, he fell on a towering ancient tree. The ancient tree shook violently and countless fallen leaves flew.

"Can you dodge?"

The strong man in black robe sneered, moved his feet and rushed towards Yang Jiutian again.

Yang Jiutian knew that dodging was not a long-term solution at all. Now the opponent's strength has obviously entered the middle stage of the Eighth Realm, and he barely burst out with the strength of the Eighth Realm in the early stage.

The strength of the two is not on the same plane at all.

After reaching the eighth level of extraordinary power, the gap between every other level is huge. What's more, Yang Jiutian only used the Crazy Bloodline and the God of War to barely increase the strength of the seventh level of extraordinary power to the early stage of the eighth level of extraordinary power.

This is his limit. He has almost no hope of living in the hands of a strong man in black robe.

"Bang!"

After several attacks, the black-robed strongman finally hit Yang Jiutian, and Yang Jiutian's body flew out in the air.

The strong man in black robe suddenly spoke: "Do you only have this little strength? If this is the only way, then you can die!"

After saying that, his temperament seemed to have undergone earth-shaking changes, and his martial arts momentum also soared.

Yang Jiutian wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth and suddenly felt a little desperate. Could it be that he really wants to die here today?

"kill!"

The strong man in black robe shouted angrily, moved his feet and rushed directly towards Yang Jiutian.

Yang Jiutian had already activated the Crazy Bloodline, and the War God Art was running wildly. He seemed to be able to clearly feel it was absorbed into his lungs and spiritual energy, and finally entered the Dantian, where a warm current seemed to flow through him.

At this moment, Yang Jiutian felt that time had stopped. The attack of the strong man in black robe had not arrived for a long time. He was clearly sensing the changes in his dantian.

Every breathing is inhaled into the spiritual energy contained in the world, and eventually the energy sinks into the Dantian.

The spiritual energy stored in the dantian seems to be increasing, and it is about to overflow from the body.

"Since spiritual energy can improve its strength, if I use the spiritual energy in my dantian as my own power, will it burst out with strength far beyond my own?"

Yang Jiutian thought to himself.

At this time, he had no choice. The attack of the strong man in black robe had already fallen towards him. If he couldn't take it, he would be really going to die.

Since they are all going to die, what are you afraid to try?

Yang Jiutian roared angrily, and suddenly transformed the spiritual energy in the dantian into his own strength and gathered it on his right fist.

"kill!"

Yang Jiutian suddenly punched out, and the space around him seemed to be about to be destroyed. A martial arts aura that far exceeded his own burst out from him.

"Bang!"

He swung out a punch and landed heavily on the chest of the strong man in black robe.

Just as the black-robed strongman was hit by Yang Jiutian's punch, his body flew out in the air.

When the body of the strong man in the black robe landed, he suddenly blew out blood, and the aura on his body instantly dissipated.

He tried to struggle to get up, but found that he didn't even have the strength to get up at this time.

"Success!"

Yang Jiutian shouted and cheered in his heart.

He just tried it, but he didn't expect it to be successful. However, at this time, he had no strength in his body, and the dantian, which was originally full of spiritual energy, was empty.

He resisted the urge to slump on the ground, stood there with his body in his arms, staring at the black-robed strong man who was knocked away by his blow.

"Who are you? What kind of grudges do you have with our family? Why do you want to kill my parents?"

Yang Jiutian gritted his teeth and asked the strong man in black robe.

The strong man in black robe did not say a word, struggled to sit on the ground, looking at Yang Jiutian with a complicated look on his face.

Yang Jiutian roared angrily: "Tell me, why?"

After saying that, he approached the black-robed strong man step by step.

In fact, now he is relying solely on his will, otherwise he would have fallen to the ground long ago.

But he can't fall yet. The murderer who killed his parents is right in front of him. The murderer has not died yet, how could he fall first?

The strong man in black robe said coldly: "You are probably at the end of your strength now, right? If you want to kill me, can you kill me?"

Yang Jiutian stood two meters away from the black-robed strongman, staring at the other party with blood-red eyes and said, "I will give you another chance to tell me why I want to kill my parents?"

The strong man in black robe sneered: "You can't kill me!"

His eyes were full of jokes, as if he was not worried that he would be killed by Yang Jiutian.

Yang Jiutian gritted his teeth and moved the God of War Art to the extreme, but relying on the strength he recovered from the God of War Art, it was a drop in the bucket.

The black-robed strong man seemed to be unable to stand up, but Yang Jiutian could not be sure whether the other party was pretending on purpose.

He himself has reached the end of his strength. Once the black-robed strongman still has the power to fight again, he will be the one who will die.

Yang Jiutian's scarlet eyes were full of strong murderous intent, and he hated him!

The enemy who killed his father and mother was right in front of him, but he was powerless.

"You know, in order to beg me not to ruin your mother, your father knelt down and begged me. He knew that I would not let them go, and could not watch the person he loved the most betrayed, so he begged me to kill him."

"Yes, he is just begging for death, but I didn't let him do it, but let him watch the woman he loved the most was insulted by me over and over again."

"Haha, every time I think of it now, it is endless, hahahaha..."

The strong man in black robe laughed wildly, as if he was deliberately angering Yang Jiutian's anger deep in his heart.

Yang Jiutian's face was covered with ferociousness, and a blood-colored mark appeared between his eyebrows.

He had just exhausted all his strength, and at this moment a terrifying martial arts aura filled his body.

The strong man in black robe finally closed his mouth, and there was a bit of solemnity in his eyes.

The short dagger he held tightly in his hand suddenly automatically escaped from his hand and flew directly towards Yang Jiutian.
Chapter completed!