shake the sky

Chapter 26
He glanced at Wang Xing, and when he saw his ugly face, Yang Tian smiled, turned his head suddenly, and said with a smile: "Wait a minute, my lord."

"What's the matter?" Yang Tian's strength is high, it seems that he is not weaker than the three geniuses of Kuangyun City, and the presiding officer has never been angry, so he smiled lightly.

"My lord, can I continue to challenge?" After a pause, Yang Tian said slowly.

As soon as Yang Tian finished speaking, Wang Xing's face darkened instantly, the veins on his forehead throbbed more violently, and a sense of fear swept through his heart.

"Yes, as long as you don't leave the ring, you can challenge, but the challenged person can refuse." Nodding, the host explained.

Hearing this, Yang Tian nodded, and immediately looked around at the bottom of the battle stage. Most of the people who were seen shrank their heads, jokingly, the strength of the first-order seventh heaven is definitely not weaker than Wang Xing, and it is likely to be stronger than him. Even more tyrannical.

When his eyes fell on one of them, Yang Tian curled his lips and looked at Wang Xing's dodging eyes.

"Wang Xing, come up!"

The sound came out faintly, but it contained a strong murderous intent, which shocked the hearts of the people under the battle stage.

"There is a good show to watch, the two of them must be fighting."

"Yeah, I don't know what support Yang Tian has to challenge Wang Xing."

The people in the audience talked a lot, but most of them didn't believe that Wang Xing could be defeated. After all, Wang Xing's prestige was still very high in Kuangyun City, and he had Xingchen Martial Arts as his backer.

On the viewing platform, when he heard that Yang Tian was going to challenge Wang Xing, Wang Long's expression darkened instantly: "Little beast, if something happens to my son, I will crush your bones one by one and feed them to the dogs."

"What? You won't dare?" Slightly frowning, Yang Tian said lightly, his eyes filled with sarcasm, if Wang Xing backed down today, not only would his previous position in Kuangyun City collapse, but his martial arts will would also decline sharply.

"Who said I dare not?" Embarrassment welled up on his face, and then Wang Xing gritted his teeth and rushed to the stage.

on the battlefield

Staring at the young man in front of him, the fear in Wang Xing's heart was aroused little by little. The strength of the chief coach is a little bit stronger than him. Now that his life and death are uncertain, Wang Xing can't imagine Yang Tian's current strength.

"Are you scared?" Touching his nose, Yang Tian suddenly smiled lightly, and under this smile, a trace of cold murderous intent surged.

"I will be afraid. I chased everyone and ran away all over the place. Even Lin Yuan, an old bastard, was almost killed by me." Clenching his fists, Wang Xing suppressed the fear in his heart and sarcastically said.

"You have a hard mouth, it seems that you are really not afraid of death." The murderous intent on his face became more and more fierce, Yang Tian said coldly: "I will fulfill you today, and your father will be buried with you soon."

As soon as the words fell, Yang Tian stepped out, the dormant qi and blood in his body gushed out, and the blood-colored river floated above his head, a force was quietly born, moving the world, causing slight ripples in this vacuum.

Wang Xing's body was trembling, the pressure from the depths of his soul made him dizzy, the blood in his body couldn't solidify, and he felt that his martial arts will was about to be shattered.

"It's so strong." Hua Die's pupils changed drastically, and thick eyes were hung on her face, and her jade hands were also clenched tightly. This blood is not only strong, but also full of vitality.

"Unexpectedly comprehended the potential!" Kuang Lang was shocked, looking at the space that was about to be imprisoned with incredulous eyes. Being able to comprehend the "potential" is undoubtedly a genius with super talent, and he will definitely step into the warrior in the future.

"It's impossible, how could the little bastard understand the momentum." Wang Long roared in his heart, his eyes were even bloodshot, and the uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense.

Sitting in the lower seat, the owners of the other two major martial arts halls in Kuangyun City looked at each other, with a sneer in their eyes, and at the same time he was relieved. There is no doubt about Yang Tian's tyranny. Don't think about it.

Potential is a kind of sublimation of human spirit and spirit. Only by honing a tyrannical martial arts will can one master the potential, but Yang Tian has only grasped it initially, and the space of tens of meters is already his limit.

Only by honing the strongest will of martial arts can one reach the peak.

"That's right, if one of the tens of thousands of monks can comprehend the power, it's already very good. I didn't expect the two of us to run into each other today." The three examiners of the Qingyang Empire looked at each other, and there was a gleam of joy in their eyes. .

On the platform, Yang Tian's martial arts will was not reserved at all, and the footsteps that oppressed Wang Xing retreated again and again. He was dizzy, and under this thought, he felt fear in his heart, and his heavy breathing was like a cow panting.

"Tsk tsk, Wang Xing doesn't even have the courage to fight. It looks like he's about to lose."

"If he flees without fighting today, it will be difficult for him to make great achievements in the martial arts in the future." A group of people pointed and laughed like a wave.

Listening to the buzzing words under the battle stage, Wang Xing's face was full of embarrassment, and he stared at Yang Tian with resentment, he couldn't fight back.

"Ho Ho." Wang Xing roared suddenly, with a murderous look on his face, his ferocious veins throbbing one by one, all the blood in his body was mobilized, and he broke free of this confinement force little by little.

"Huh? There's still a bit of backbone." A surprise flashed in his eyes, which made him not expect that Wang Xing could break free from his confinement, "It seems that just mastered a little bit, it can't be fully motivated. I heard from my father that Xiaocheng's potential can instantly surpass his peers. The people crushed."

"Yang Tian, ​​you deserve to die." Wang Xing roared, a long sword suddenly appeared in his hand, exuding sharpness under the sunlight.

on the viewing platform.

When they saw the long sword in Wang Xing's hand, the two of Hua Qi glanced at each other, an ugly look flashed across their faces, and then they sneered: "It's a good skill, even took out the Qingyuan Sword."

"Hmph, it's fine if you can win, aren't you two too lenient?" Wang Long looked back, glanced at the two of them with gloomy eyes, and suddenly snorted coldly.

"Hehe, I'm afraid he won't be able to win..." Citi smiled lightly after drawing out his voice.

"Hmph, wait and see." Wang Long sneered.

Under the battle arena, a group of people saw the long sword in Wang Xing's hand, and a touch of greed gushed out of their faces.

"It turned out to be the Qingyuan Sword. It was the first reward from the Xingchen Martial Art Museum in the last competition. It is a peak blood weapon." One of the men recognized it.

"This time the outcome is uncertain."

Listening to the discussion in the audience, Wang Xing regained his confidence, and stared at Yang Tian coldly: "Yang Tian, ​​let me see if your body is stronger or the sword in my hand is stronger."

"You talk a lot of nonsense." Yang Tian said disdainfully, frowning.

"Huh." Wang Xing was furious in his heart. At the same time, the blood in his body was crazily poured into the Qingyuan sword, and the sharpness on the sword became stronger and stronger. shock.

laugh!Wang Xing slashed down with his sword in the air, the green light was like a tide, the vacuum was cut and exploded, and the half-foot-long sword light burst towards Yang Tian.

Faced with this blow, Yang Tian's palm was shaking, several red light blades danced on his fingertips, and at the moment when the sword light arrived, his palm slashed out of the air.

bump!

The dazzling light was delivered, the air exploded continuously, and when the light dissipated, Yang Tian's intact body was exposed in their eyes.

"It's blocked, the increase is so much, it's actually blocked, what kind of palm technique did Yang Tian use?" someone in the audience exclaimed.

"Although this strength is not mature enough, it is still a mysterious martial skill, right?" The man in white smiled lightly, a few miles away.

"It seems that Yang Tian should have some opportunity. There are not many Xuan-level martial arts here." The black-robed man rubbed his nose and said with a smile.

"No matter how good the weapon is, without cultivation, it's just a pile of scrap iron." At this time, Yang Tian's body appeared strangely beside Wang Xing, and he slashed at Wang Xing with his crystal red fist.

Boom!

Sparks flew everywhere, Yang Tian shook the Qingyuan sword with his bare hands, and the sound of sonic booms exploded frequently.

"Little beast." Wang Xing's face was ferocious, and his mouth was numb from the huge shock force, the blood in his body surged rapidly, and traces of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Tsk tsk, this Yang Tian's physical body is so strong, he even forcibly shook the blood vessel!" The two of Hua Qi looked at each other, and the worry on their faces disappeared without a trace.

"That's right, that set of palms just now is also extraordinary." Beside nodded a little, ignoring Wang Long's cold eyes.

"Drink!" Yang Tian yelled suddenly, the rainbow-like qi and blood in his body spurted out, the long river of qi and blood floating above his head roared, and the invisible power climbed again, and the whole battle platform was shaken by his feet and exploded again and again. The cracked lines spread rapidly.

"Wang Xing, die!" Yang Tianlun moved his fist and smashed it on the Qingyuan sword. At the same time, he kicked Wang Xing in the lower abdomen.

boom.

Wang Xing flew out, Yang Tian chased after him, and punched Wang Xing's head.

"Mother, kill me." A man turned pale with shock, looking at Yang Tian's immature face, a chill instantly hit his whole body.

"Little beast, stop!"

Wang Long's canthus was about to burst, and he flew directly from the viewing platform, with the aura of a half-step warrior in full bloom, he smashed out with his palms towards Yang Tian's head.

"Not good!" Lin Yuan turned pale with shock, and chased forward.

"Stop him quickly, Wang Long is crazy." Kuang Lang's face changed slightly, if Yang Tian died, the monitoring envoys several miles away would directly vent their anger on him, but the distance was too far to stop him in time.

For a few miles, the man in white was startled, and when he was about to rescue him, he pressed a palm on his shoulder: "Don't worry, second child, Yang Tian is not an idiot."

"Old man, it's you I'm waiting for!" Yang Tian suddenly grinned ferociously, and suddenly a suction force surged out of his palm, pulling Wang Xing's body and throwing it on the palm like Wang Long.

"Oh!"

Blood and bone are splashing.

Thick blood gushed onto Wang Long's ravine old face, and that distorted face froze instantly, staring blankly at a headless corpse.

"Mother...Wang...Long...killed his son, it's too cruel." A big man under the stage said trembling words, and everyone's faces froze instantly.

"Yang Tian!"

Endless anger was about to burn him, his gray hair fluttered without wind, and a heart-piercing pain reached his heart.

"Hehe, old guy, have fun." Looking at Wang Long's distorted face, Yang Tian shrugged his shoulders and smiled lightly.

"Old man, this feeling is not good."

(End of this chapter)