"It's not certain who will kill you!" Yang Jie stepped on the floating light and took the initiative to attack and rushed towards the tombstone.

"Looking for death!" The tombstone angrily rebuked, and rushed towards Yang Jie with a sickle.

In an instant, terrifying energy ripples burst out from the core of the two fighting. Every time the Mosaic Sword and the Scythe hit each other, it would cause a shocking sound, like two mountains colliding with each other, and the ground shaking violently.

The two fought each other, and they were in a match.

Both the Golden Lion King and Jubada were staring at the vortex of the battle.

"Master Jin, do you think Mr. Yang can win?" A young man from Heaven and Earth asked weakly.

"No problem! Brother Yang is so powerful that he will definitely defeat that foreigner." Although the Golden Lion King said this, he had no confidence in his heart and turned to Sheng Sanshi, "Is it right, Sanshi?"

"..." Sheng Sanshi frowned and frowned, "The situation is not very optimistic. Brother Yang is indeed very powerful, but the tombstone is also a moon-level master after all. Brother Yang is afraid that he can't afford to fight the war of attrition like this."

The two brothers of the Xu family also nodded one after another, watching the battle nervously...

Jubada's side was even more uncomfortable, and a cold sweat penetrated from Jubada's back. What a fuck, are these two people in front of him still humans?

Jubada regretted being involved in this matter. It was obvious that two gods were fighting. If he, a mortal, participated, wouldn’t that be seeking death?!

Yang Jie and the tombstone were thoughtless by everyone. In just this moment, the two of them had already matched dozens of rounds.

The tombstone was shocked.

He is a moon-level master. When will the moon-level master need to fight a war of attrition against a star-level monk?

Of course, when Tombstone fights such a war of attrition, he is confident that he will win in the end, but when the battle is over, how much spiritual power can he still be left in his body?!

There is also a killer king behind Yang Jie who is eyeing him. In his heyday, he is no match for Liu Wuhen. By then, his spiritual power is exhausted, so how can he fight?

"Crazy Fire Seven Star Palm——"

When the tombstone was lost, Yang Jie aimed at the opportunity, and flames lingered in his palm, and a flash of the Seven Stars of the Crazy Fire was blown out.

Seeing this, the tombstone hurriedly waved her hands to greet her.

Both of them were fire-type cultivators. The pair of bombarded the flames rolled up and roared out toward the surroundings, which shocked the two sides retreated one after another.

Liu Wuhen put his hands on his chest, letting the flames cover him, and his eyes watched the showdown between the two with interest.

No matter how whistling the flames could not touch Liu Wuhen's body, it seemed as if an invisible shield enveloped him.

"Dang thump..."

The brave one wins when they meet on a narrow road.

The two of them took several steps backwards one after another, and then the tombstone roared again and waved their sickle to slash towards Yang Jie.

"Shenxing acupoint--"

Yang Jie flew back, and at the same time, several silver needles were thrown out by him and pointed directly at the forehead of the tombstone.

"!" Looking at the silver needle that was shot, the tombstone was shocked. With a swaying hand, several silver needles shot out.

The silver needles of both sides collided in the air and fell to the ground at the same time.

Yang Jie was surprised. He didn't expect that the tombstone would even play with silver needles. But before he could think about it, the tombstone shook his hand again, and several silver needles enveloped him.

"Brother Yang, be careful. This guy's needles are highly poisonous and blood-sealed." Liu Wuhen reminded on the side.

Yang Jie nodded seriously, and then several silver needles were thrown out, blocking the silver needle shot from the tombstone.

"Huaxia boy, go and die!" At this moment, a low shout sounded behind Yang Jie. I saw that Wu surname had already walked behind Yang Jie at some point, and wielded his long sword and stabbed Yang Jie.

"Brother Yang, be careful!"

The Golden Lion King and others changed color one after another.

The two brothers of the Xu family were also shocked, but at this moment they were still some distance away from the combat vortex, so it was not realistic to seek rescue.

"!"

Yang Jie was also shocked.

He didn't take a single surname seriously, but if he turned around at this time, he would inevitably be attacked like a storm of the tombstone.

Instead of dodging!

Even though he had an immortal golden body, Yang Jie did not think he could completely withstand the attack of Wu's surname.

"Bang--"

Just in Yang Jie's dilemma, Wu's head suddenly exploded, blood surged out of his neck, and his body fell down straight.

It was Liu Wuhen who took action.

After instantly killing Wu's surname, Liu Wuhen took out a cigarette from his arms, lit it, and started smoking leisurely, without continuing to look at the battlefield.

“…”

Everyone swallowed one after another.

The people on Jubada were just about to move, thinking about whether to take the opportunity to shoot Yang Jie, but now, they all have no idea.

No one wants to be the second without a surname...

"!"

When Tombstone saw this scene, his heart jumped. He subconsciously glanced at Liu Wuhen. He was relieved when he saw that the other party did not interfere in the war again.

"You still dare to distract yourself! The Crazy Fire Seven Star Palm—"

When Yang Jie saw Liu Wuhen calming down the surname Wu, he also took action like lightning. Taking advantage of the moment when the tombstone was distracted, he suddenly rose up and came to the sky above the other party's head, and swung his palm down.

The tombstone quickly protected his chest with both hands, and the fire dragon slammed on his arms, pushing him back and sliding for several meters.

"Hey."

With a roar, the tombstone suddenly stopped, and with a sudden force on both hands, the fire dragon was torn in half, bringing up flames all over the sky.

"Six meridians and magic fingers--" Yang Jie did not let go.

Unsuccessful attack, Yang Jie stepped on the floating light and quickly approached the tombstone. A six-mechanical god pointed at the other party and pointed it over.

"call out!"

The cyan finger tip instantly penetrates the tombstone.

But Yang Jie was not happy because the tombstone that was penetrated through his body only swayed and disappeared.

Afterimage!

Yang Jie was shocked and rushed forward.

But it was still too late. At some point, the tombstone had already surrounded him, and the sickle in his hand slashed down, bringing up flames all over the sky and slashing Yang Jie's back.

In an instant, Yang Jie's back was rewind and a large area of ​​burns appeared.

"Brother Yang!"

"Master Yang!"

The Golden Lion King and others changed color one after another, while Jubada cheered and cheered.

"Chinese boy, you must die today!"

The tombstone did not hesitate for a moment, and the sickle waved down, bringing up flames in the sky, as if the waterfall falling from the nine heavens was unstoppable, directly dividing Yang Jie into two, and a gully was cut out of the ground.

Afterimage!

This time the afterimage was replaced by Yang Jie.

"call out--"

Yang Jie held the Mosaichio Bone Sword in his hand, enduring the severe pain from his back, and also swung his sword and pointed directly at the tombstone.

Seeing this, the tombstone shook, and dodged the sword that Yang Jie stabbed, came to the sky above Yang Jie's head, and slashed out with a sickle.

Yang Jie had no choice but to dodge with the floating light again.

The two of them have gone through a hundred rounds from the beginning to the guerrilla warfare now.

After a hundred rounds, the winning or losing was not decided. The tombstone's face turned from gloomy to shock. He was afraid that he would never have thought that one day he would fight a monk who was so weaker than him.

The tombstone is a very arrogant and conceited person.

He is a genius in Hell Heaven and reached the moon level at the age of twenty-five.

Both are moon-level, in a sense, the tombstone does not take the coffin into consideration at all.

In his eyes, Coffin is just a brave and unscrupulous man. The other party’s limit is only in the early stage of the month level, but his goal is the day level!

Hell Heaven does indeed regard the tombstone as the absolute high-level cultivation of Hell Heaven in the future.

Otherwise, how could the tombstone be able to contact Hell Heaven casually, and Hell Heaven will send him a first-class master?

I can go to the tombstone that is very conceited, but after coming to China, I have been repeatedly defeated.

First, the killer king Liu Wuhen.

In front of Liu Wuhen, his so-called talent was indifferent; now Yang Jie is also very difficult to get him!

"Fire Cloud Slash--"

Thinking of this, the tombstone did not intend to continue to entangle. A large amount of fire-type spiritual power gathered from all directions, and he swung the sickle in his hand, causing a fire to be cancelled, covering Yang Jie from all directions.

Before, because Liu Wuhen was watching the battle, Tombstone did not dare to do its best, and wanted to save spiritual power to deal with Liu Wuhen's pursuit. However, when he saw that he was unable to kill Yang Jie for a long time, Tombstone was also angry. This attack was no longer consumed, and he tried his best to kill with one blow!
Chapter completed!