Yang Ming had seen many enemies in the battles he had gone through, but this was the first time he had seen someone using such a strange weapon.

Not just one or two needles, but densely packed and overwhelming. There are probably thousands of silver needles involved in the attack now. They are as thin as an ox hair, and they come and go without a trace. Only thin threads can be vaguely seen.

Because it is thin enough and small in size, it is fast and minimizes air resistance during travel.

Coupled with the fact that the other party used extremely strong zhenqi to activate it, even in such a sandstorm, the silver needle was still not blown away, but was mixed in the sand and dust, making it even more thrilling.

Yang Ming condensed a large number of transparent swords around his body, flying up and down under the independent urging of the sword soul, tightly protecting Yang Ming's body.

Countless sand and dust rushed towards me, but they were easily blocked by his body-protecting Qi.

Yang Ming's eyes kept searching everywhere, and what he saw was a moving yellow field. The visual distance was greatly compressed, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

Being in such a sandstorm, not to mention the ability to distinguish the environment, even the sense of direction is eroded, the front, back, up, down, left and right are all the same turbidity, and you can't even tell where the ground is.

call out!

While Yang Ming was observing, a harsh sound broke through the air.

Yang Ming's heart was shaken, and he drew his sword out like lightning, slashing to the side and front.

The silver shuttle in Feng Muyu's hand pointed in one direction.

"Do you want to know? It's okay to tell you. The three of us jointly set up a trap to lure out that guy, but we didn't expect to let him go. He killed dozens of us and killed the other two cores.

Kill them all and then die together."

"Who are you!"

The man of destiny who is destined to lead the Feng family to a new level!

Sure enough, Yang Yixing's death was related to the other party!

Yang Ming didn't speak, and his face became more gloomy, but Feng Muyu had already seen what he was thinking and continued to speak.

"Suffer death!"

"Yes!"

Feng Muyu's silver shuttle kept flipping between his fingers, and the corners of his mouth were raised diagonally.

Following a poem, the sword in Yang Ming's hand actually emitted two colors of black and white. The sword almost condensed into substance and rotated rapidly in the air, driving a large amount of yellow sand to condense. A pattern of a Tai Chi fish appeared vaguely.

However, Feng Muyu didn't think their death was worthless.

The two of them were going back and forth in the sandstorm, neither of them taking a step back. They used all their moves. Almost all the essence of Yang Ming's sword skills was poured out in this short period of time, turning into the most powerful and exquisite swordsmanship.

Knife moves.

At the same time, his eyes were looking in one direction.

After thinking rationally, Feng Muyu immediately calmed down, even a little annoyed, and planned to kill this kid after finding out Long Yuan's whereabouts.

Yang Ming actually climbed to the top and then cut him down with a single slash!

The core members of the other two thousand-year-old families were all killed, and they were wiped out not long after the battle.

The sound produced by each collision between the two was so dense that it almost became a complete long roar.

Yang Ming has always felt that the strength of this enemy is not inferior to his, and the power of the opponent's weapons is naturally not that simple.

As long as you get Long Yuan, you will definitely be able to touch the legendary realm!

After the Silver Shuttle adjusted slightly, it attacked again.

The suffocating fight finally came to an end, but around him, those silver needles were still strangling Yang Ming's swords.

really!

Even if the owner and elder of this family, Fengmu Yu thinks so.

It was also Yang Ming who broke through the Nine Heavens, and could only perform it after condensing the knife soul.

Now it seems that the main weapon of the other party should be this silver shuttle.

As this silver shuttle appears, the countless silver needles that have been attacked by Yang Ming have been gathered around.

"Where is the Long Yuan, I hand it out obediently."

Killing!

Fengmu Yu can't help but stun.

By the level of their family of thousands of years, the general martial arts fighting can no longer mention their interests. The most concerned of Fengmu Yu is how to break through the legendary realm.

The appearance of Fengmu Yu is very arrogant.

It was just a moment later, Fengmu Yu immediately calm down, feeling that he thought too much.

And Fengmu Yu believes that he is the person who chose this day! The pride of heaven!

But I immediately realized that I was wrong. There was a murderous side over there, but it was not Yang Ming.

At the same time, Yang Ming's sword soul has already felt something, and it seems that the other party has arrived very close.

Ding Ding Ding ...

Yang Ming's sword method also exerted his strength, and he also played a shocking power, because it was too fast to form countless imaginary shadows.

It is now that the two finally saw their opponents closely at close range.

Fengmu Yu hurriedly changed direction.

On the other side, the chills of the attack made his soul shock.

Thinking of the war a few years ago, Fengmu feather hated itching, but at the same time was a little shocked.

The two words come from the yellow sand.

A silver shuttle with a thick arm was stopped, buzzing and rolling out, and then stabilized immediately.

Fengmu Yu has never been so hot to the same thing.

By the way, Yang Ming was finally clear.

The silver shuttle in Fengmu feathers directly pointed up, and thousands of other silver needles gathered back, hovering around the silver shuttle, and then greeted together.

Yang Ming's muttering voice was very small, but the other party heard it.

Yang Ming's heart was tight, and he had heard the meaning of the other person's words.

It's this kid!

Fengmu Yu immediately understood that the goal he was looking for was the other party. Now the incense burner he carried with him also started to get hot, pointing directly at Yang Ming.

Fengmu Yu turned back immediately, condensed into soul, and felt the direction of Yang Ming.

What's more, Feng Muyu has a helper himself to deal with him ten.

This is not only an external force, the true energy, but also the collision of the soul!

Thinking of this, Yang Ming's eyes couldn't help but become more serious.

At the moment of fighting just now, the sword soul in Yang Ming's body trembled, as if the anti -shock power of the two people directly penetrated into the sword soul.

The yellow sand, which was permeated nearby, was condensed by huge suction, and even led to a sudden empty around them, cleaning a lot.

After pulling back the thoughts, the sudden soul shock in the wind and wooden feathers, a feeling of uneasy, even dangerous, suddenly appeared.

Fengmu Yu and Yang Ming spoke almost at the same time.

Fengmu Yu noticed a huge sense of oppression and wanted to dodge, but a huge pressure locked the space around him. Instead, he felt that he would fall into the wind completely if he stepped back!

"cut!"

The other party can have such a level, it must be the power of Long Yuan!

Yang Ming couldn't help but remembers, and he learned the hidden feelings.

"Create the Zhong Shenxiu, the yin and yang cut faint!"

"Huh, your kid still knows something, but it doesn't matter, you obediently give up the dragon element, I can put you a dog life, but don't fight against us like the last guy."

Yang Ming also saw that the other person's expression was wrong. Obviously, the other party deliberately found himself. The two of them were not accidental!

Bang!

In the final hit, the sword collided with the other party's silver shuttle, and both flew out for a long time.

The nearby yellow sand was empty, the field of vision was short, and it was clear that they were not far away. There were also two people climbing to fight on the flag mast that had already flew up.

No wonder the other party came to Long Yuan, that is ...

Fengmu Yu suddenly shrinks his pupils!

Yang Ming's figure has disappeared from the same place.

Like Yang Ming's conjecture, hundreds of thousands of silver needles of the other party are just appetizing dishes. Although it is very lively, the lethality of the strong enemy is still insufficient.

As soon as Fengmu Yu looked up, he saw Yang Ming's gaze through Huang Sha.

In contrast to the reaction of Fengmu Yu, Yang Ming was a lot of silence, staring at Feng Muyu, engraving it in his mind, and then slowly wiped the sword body in his hand.

But when it was empty at a time, it was still empty!
To be continued...