Mad owl

After a long silence and confrontation, Yang Jing narrowed his eyes slightly, slowly raised his right hand holding the tungsten gold stick, stopped slightly, stepped forward, and walked straight towards Emperor Xi Yu who was a hundred meters away.

The already tense atmosphere suddenly became a little more dignified. Since Yang Jing was carrying a tungsten gold stick and was in an attacking posture, is this going to... a duel-style battle?

Hutch competition?A duel between the two strongest quasi-emperors in Tianmen?

Some people frowned slightly, obviously not willing to see them fight; some people had fiery eyes, eager to see the wonderful fight; some people noticed the content of their conversations, where did they come from?Brother Cheng's expectation?It seems that there are some special secrets in it.

"Emperor Xi Yu, Brother Cheng was in danger that day, are you there?" Yang Jing walked towards Emperor Xi Yu, and as the distance between the two sides narrowed, he no longer deliberately used his inner strength when speaking, and his normal voice could only be heard by the two of them It was so clear that the people at the city gate could hardly hear it.

"Yes." Xi Yuhuang answered cleanly and concisely, still standing with his hands behind his back, acting very calm, as if he was not aware of Yang Jing's offensive intentions.

"Are you making a move?"

"No."

"Did you release Nakamura Yuzawa yourself?"

"Yes."

"What level has your strength reached?" Yang Jing asked the last question, and the distance between the two sides was less than twenty steps. His momentum suddenly sank, his expression became solemn, and the gradually faster pace turned into running away, and the speed became faster and faster. Faster and faster.

After more than ten steps, a low growl rolled in his throat, and Yang Jing, who had entered the sprint state, burst into a rage. He didn't have such a manic momentum, he didn't have such a fast charge, and he didn't roar too arrogantly. It was just a sprint, a Jumping, a tungsten stick smashing into the air.

It seems ordinary, unpretentious!

But in the eyes of Xu Yun and others a hundred meters away, there is a kind of compactness and solidity from calm to accumulation, swiftness and sharpness from smooth to smooth, and a silent impact momentum, but there is an incredible visual impact and soul touch.

Steady and settled, not only did not weaken his power, but stirred up an emotion in everyone's heart, that is... danger!

Just like a huge wave advancing gently, once it touches the coastal reefs, it will be so tragic and shocking.

as expected!At the moment when Yang Jing's tungsten gold stick fell, and at the moment when he was about to hit Emperor Xi Yu, everyone's eyes changed because...

boom! !The whole earth trembled, and the violent bombardment was like a thunderbolt!

At that moment just now, the bombardment momentum of the tungsten gold stick surged exponentially, like a thunderbolt tearing apart the space, not only the speed increased by leaps and bounds, but also the strength and momentum reached a shocking surge.

From fast to start, from sprint to violent rise, from wheel smash to critical strike, the whole process was completed in the blink of an eye, smooth and fluid, calm but shocking, especially the final roar, which sounded like a muffled drum in everyone's heart.

It is not pure visual impact, but the resonance of the soul.There is less anger, but more seriousness. Thousands of people at the gate of the city feel the truth, without exception!

But... the big stick fell, the sound was turbulent, dust was flying, Yang Jing landed on the ground, but Emperor Xi Yu was three steps away... standing with his hands behind his back, as calm and indifferent as before.Perhaps it was attracted by Yang Jing's momentum, but no one noticed his dodge and how he did it.

However, Yang Jing really felt it!Some people on the city wall can also see clearly!At this moment, the look towards Emperor Xi Yu changed slightly.

Yang Jing maintained the posture of smashing down, and slightly raised his head to stare at Emperor Xi Yu: "It seems that we have never really competed."

"Except for Chixiang death row."

"It's been almost eight years. Brother Cheng... treats you well..."

Xi Yuhuang did not respond directly, but said: "Congratulations, you have matured a lot during this time."

"I'm asking you, brother Cheng treats you well, why?!" Yang Jing's figure showed a slight tendency to bend down, and the next second, he suddenly rose violently, and his momentum exploded, like a huge wave that suddenly set off, rushing forward Xi Yuhuang slapped loudly.

Xi Yuhuang's figure swayed slightly, and he slid and drifted backwards, like a lonely boat in the raging sea, swaying unsteadily, 'struggling' with many crises.

But... no sinking...

"Xi Yuhuang, give me an explanation!!" Yang Jing's expression was calm, his aura was condensed and truthful, violent but not impetuous, rigid but not strong, like a hurricane, like a wave, like a landslide, like a tsunami, and the quasi-huang's peak strength was displayed in an instant , The more he fought, the braver he became, and the stronger he became, the stormy offensive hit Emperor Xi Yu.

"Yang Jing, is it necessary?" Xi Yuhuang only had this simple but meaningful answer. He dodged and continued to retreat, but... his hands were behind his back from the beginning to the end, and there was no sign of fighting back, not even the slightest attack. sex.

More and more people gathered on the city wall. Even though they were separated by more than a hundred meters, they could still see them clearly. They were amazed by Yang Jing's powerful offensive and inspired by this fierce momentum. The contraction of the formation is called a dangerous one.Even Xu Yun and the others couldn't help but sweat for Emperor Xi Yu, muttering to themselves... fight back!Yang Jing was furious. The Zhunhuang's peak strength was not a joke, and if there was the slightest mistake, he might die in a blink of an eye.

but……

Um?On the watchtower of the base, Yuwen Huangxue, who was watching from a distance, narrowed his eyes slightly, and the special brilliance in his eyes gradually became apparent, and he stared closely at Emperor Xi Yu, closely! !

Weird! !

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