Joan stood in the breeze, and his almost perfect face felt a hint of coldness.

The visitor is indeed powerful and has a very good grasp of the fighter jet, which is worthy of the reputation of the strongest Holy Dragon Knight under the sixth level.

The silver and lustful fighting spirit that had been born in his life from more than ten feet to one meter, and blessed it on the broad sword made of pure gold. The magical weapons and powerful weapons are combined with peerless skills. This is a sword that is enough to kill the peerless strong man!

The sword light is as bright as the Yaotai realm in the sky, and now it flies into the world. With a sword swept, the murderous intent is forcing people to cross the sky.

Under the sixth level of this sword, Romandela was confident that no one could take it intact. What's more, opposite him, the fifth-level holy dragon, who had the same intention as him, had also brewed the terrifying and violent dragon-word magic.

After repeated compression of the blazing magic energy bomb, it poured out of the silver holy dragon's mouth, which was equivalent to a fifth-level forbidden spell, which was enough to kill the strong men of the same level, and accompanied the sword light to cover Qiao An.

In addition, Nangong Yan, who had retreated enough distance, was also taking action. A fierce light flashed through her beautiful eyes, urging the huge true energy in her body regardless of the consequences, and pointing out infinite finger force with her left hand in the air.

This is one of the most powerful unique skills recorded in the Taoist Book, called Samadhi Evil Finger.

The pink true qi finger power is as soft as the finger, ethereal and gorgeous, but it can point out the terrifying killing power that can break through the energy and spirit of a person. Once you get hit, your skills will be dissipated for a moment or three moments.

It's a vicious evil!

A sixth-level primary strong man and two fifth-level masters who are hunted by such a lineup will inevitably die without death! It makes everyone secretly regretful for Qiao An, such a genius boy is about to die here today.

Retreat to safety, Nangong Bing and his wife, who were severely injured, could not bear to watch the battle in the air anymore, for fear of seeing the scene of the boy splattering three feet of blood in the next moment. At the same time, they thought to themselves: I don’t know how sad Xian'er would know the news of the young man’s death.

Faced with this sudden attack, there was no way to escape the death.

Qiao Feng, who was observing in secret, could no longer help it. Just as he was about to take out his sword to rescue his son, Qiao Ping pressed his shoulder and whispered: "Don't worry, look at this little guy, he is still laughing, and he is so cunning. Based on my understanding of him, these guys are probably going to be unlucky!"

As Qiao Ping said, although he was in the murderous intent of the angry sea of ​​waves at this time, Qiao An did not take it too seriously. From a distance, his slender and strong figure even had a bit of ethereal and elegant look.

He looked at the three stunning killing shadows in the cultivation world, and smiled faintly at the corner of his mouth, and he chanted slowly: "Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu Gou Shuang Xueming."

The sound was clear and not loud, but it floated leisurely and fell strongly in everyone's ears. The leisurely meaning in it made people feel as if what was waiting for Qiao An was not the decisive killing situation, but the ethereal valley that could stroll through it.

Romandela's eyes were flashing endless cold light in his eyes. He didn't understand Dongtu culture and didn't understand what Qiao An was chanting, but he also knew that he was underestimated by this kid, and he was still on a trip until his death.

In order to make this little kid look good, his subordinates couldn't help but add three more points of strength, and he had no regrets!

But the next moment, everyone widened their eyes incredibly, and Romandela and his fifth-level holy dragon let out anger and roar in despair.

Because at the moment when all three attacks were about to fall on Qiao An, he... disappeared!!

But all angles have been locked!

How did he escape?!

The sneak attack occurred between lightning and flashing, from the accumulation of energy to the attack, but only a few breaths, so although these three were full of doubts and grievances, they could not regain the power pouring out like a waterfall. They could only aim the blade at their own people without hesitation!

The ordinary people outside did not react so quickly. They only saw that the West's No. 1 Holy Dragon Knight successfully attacked and hit the afterimage left by Qiao An with Nangong Yan.

Endless light burst out, and the strong magic waves swept across like the crazi waves of the sea of ​​anger. The terrifying fighting spirit and the magic bullet had the most intense collision. In addition, the sixth-level breaking finger power, which was a little slower, fell overwhelmed by Romandela and the fifth-level holy dragon. Unfortunately, they were hit by several points.

One man and one dragon roared violently, and suffered heavy damage. The part of his strength was pointed out. The energy flow dispersed, intertwined with various forces in the battlefield, and finally exploded.

In an instant, a gray-black mushroom cloud rose on the horizon. Endless air waves burst out, sweeping across all directions like a tsunami, destroying everything, swallowing the entire mountain, and turning it into a deep pit with a diameter of dozens of feet.

Under such a powerful attack, even a fifth-level strongman will never survive!

Of course, Joan is no exception.

Just as many people felt sorry for Qiao An, his voice rang again, leisurely, and then the previous poem continued to recite:

"The silver saddle shines on the white horse, as cool as a meteor!"

The sound is clear and powerful, and obviously in excellent condition without any damage.

Joan was not hit, he was not hit!

The practitioners present had this idea in their minds.

Then my heart was shocked. What a terrible speed this would take?!

Respected and terrifying as ghosts and gods!

In the air, Nangong Yan, who was fluttering in red, widened her eyes incredibly. Unlike ordinary people, she caught a familiar figure like a god of death in her dark pupils.

From far to near, it arrives in a flash.

It's a young man.

A ghost figure surrounded by infinite lightning.

It's Joan, this terrifying boy!

Ethereal as a ghost, as heavy as an ancient sacred mountain.

At this time, it was next to her, and the heat was blowing in her breath.

It's like a lover's intimacy, but it's actually a deadly god of death.

She was so fast that she could not catch any traces of movement even as a sixth-level strongman! She didn't even give her time to react!

Until now, Nangong Yan's delicate pretty face has appeared for the first time in unconcealed fear. In her eyes, this young man is no different from the demon.

This speed is so terrifying that the warrior keenly intuition tells her that it is dangerous!

Sure enough, the other party's fist was like a dragon. Without having time to react, the pure terrible power mixed with the chaotic energy that destroyed all things and the violent Yin and Yang thunder power were all mixed in the fist that collapsed in the sky, smashing hard into Nangong Yan's heart.

Thunder Dao Dragon and Tiger Power!

I haven't used this unique skill for a long time. Now that I have taken action, the chaotic energy tear opens the unparalleled protective energy of the sixth-level strong man, and the comet-like force hit her heart, not only tearing her heart veins, but also shattering her soul!

With absolute speed and strength, Qiao An reversed the fifth level and attacked the sixth level, which was a cross-level kill!

"Ahem......"

Nangong Yan coughed up blood violently, her bright eyes gradually dimmed and lost consciousness, and a big hole that was transparent in front and back appeared on her heart. The red blood sprayed, making her red clothes more and more colorful.

She was dying, and her vitality was leaving her body at a speed visible to the naked eye. Not many people noticed the situation here, and Nangong Bing and his wife happened to be paying attention. Seeing that their sister was killed by a blow, their mood was complicated and difficult to understand. There were relief, sadness, and happiness...

What's even more strange is that after a blood shadow passed by, this peerless sixth-level strong woman completely turned into a mummy and fell from the sky.

After taking back the Blood God Son, Qiao An disappeared again, like the washed ink scars, as if he had never been here.

"Kill one person in ten steps, and you will not stay for a thousand miles!"

When most people didn't react, Joan's murderous voice echoed in Romandela and the Holy Dragon's ears again.

At this moment, the powerful dragon knight's hair stood upside down, as if he was staring at a fierce god who had walked out of the prehistoric world of Taigu. He fell into the Nine Nether Hell, and instinctively sensed the breath of death that was overwhelming.

But he was powerless to stop it. This ghost-like speed connotates the fluctuations of time and space!

However, Romandela's imagined attack did not come as promised. When he gasped and raised his sword and turned his head, he saw a scene that he could not forget for life and his eyes were so bloody that he was so angry that he was: In order to save him, his closest companion, the fifth-level holy dragon, rushed over and blocked it for only a moment. The hill-like head was blown by Qiao An's punch, and then a blood shadow flew past and turned into a huge mummy, loyally protecting the master, and died tragically!

It was not until this time that everyone really saw some of the situation in the field. When people saw the fall of the sixth-level strongman and the corpse of the holy dragon was extremely shocked, who could have thought that this fifteen-year-old boy was so terrifying!

In just a few breaths, two superstars in the cultivation world fell!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Torre, Torre, it's my fault, I've hurt you!!"

"kill!!"

Romandela was crazy, his heart was dripping with blood, his eyes were red, and he used the taboo method to burn his essence and blood and forcefully recover to the peak.

For a Holy Dragon Knight, the Holy Dragon is a closer existence than ordinary relatives and a partner who shares life and death. Now that he dies, it is no wonder that this powerful man is so incompetent.

Unfortunately, the body technique of time and space is too powerful. Even when moving at close range, it is as fast as lightning. He can't even touch the corner of Qiao An's clothes. The two of them penetrated into a valley. The surging fighting spirit swept out by Romandela could only leave gullies in all directions.

However, it is precisely this that the practitioners present suddenly realized:

"So that's it, so that's it. He must have avoided the hunting with such extreme speed just now!"

"No, this strange ability that suddenly disappears and appears suddenly is definitely not Eastern martial arts!"

"This is......"

"Oh my God!!"

"The space-time magic that has been lost for thousands of years!!"

"West time and space magic combined with Eastern body skills and martial arts, who can surpass him at the same level?!"

......

There was an uproar in the crowd, and many powerful people who were studying magic inside were all looking hot, hoping to grab Qiao An immediately and ask him how he did it.

There are also a group of warriors who have the same idea. If they can obtain this kind of body movement, then Eastern warriors at the same level will become invincible!

Born in the West, Romandela was knowledgeable and fought with Qiao An head-on. He had already guessed that his opponent was proficient in space-time magic and deeply understood the principle that space-time is king among the same level. But the death of the Holy Dragon deeply hurt his heart, and his anger made him lose his mind and just wanted to destroy it.

"You should know that it's easy for me to kill you. The reason why I haven't taken action is to know why you want to kill me? We have no grudges and no grudges!"

Qiao An stood with his hands behind his back, lit his toes, and easily avoided the sword energy and asked.

Romandela laughed and his face distorted: "There is no grudge between you and me, but someone paid a lot of money to buy your life!"

"who?"

"Augusta family!"

"really......"

Qiao An sighed, but when he killed that bastard, he still caused trouble.
To be continued...