Chapter 49: First person! (fourth more!)

"You go back, this containment is over here."
After taking a deep breath, Wang Tianfeng said to the young man next to him, looking at Luo Yang with a stern look, and said in his mouth: "The strength of this guy can be compared with the guy of Yi Yixian, you stayed I can't help you, but I have to take care of you, so only leaving is your best choice."
The young man heard the words, his face was amazed, although his heart was unwilling, but when he saw Luo Yang behind him, the unspeakable splayed Hu man, his face sank and hugged Wang Tianfeng Turned around and quickly left here. When I left, I still didn't forget to look back and look at Luo Yang's figure.
"Next, it's just a battle between you and me!"
Seeing the youth leaving, Wang Tianfeng’s look became more and more dignified, and his eyes fixed on Luo Yang.
Luo Yang’s look is unchanged, and all the demon spots in the jade in his hand are drawn out, and they are directly crushed. Looking at Wang Tianfeng with a faint gaze, he whispered: "If you leave now, you still have the opportunity to become an inner disciple."
"Wang, although the strength is not as good as you, but the monk's heart is still there, fleeing away, fearing the enemy, things can not be done." Wang Tianfeng shook his head and said.
"That's offensive!"
After Luo Yang sighed, his figure suddenly rushed out and rushed toward Wang Tianfeng. At the same time, the hands quickly smashed, and the red-red spirit continued to rush, turning into a terrible fire dragon, and roaring out under the sway of Luo Yang.
Wang Tianfeng’s eyes were condensed, but his hands were not flustered. The right hand plucked the strings and shot a black feather arrow. Can occupy the second place in the ranking of the demon point, it can be seen that his strength is extraordinary.
A roar of sound rang in the mountains, and the fire dragon and the feather arrow dissipated at the same time. Luo Yang's face is unchanged, but at the foot is a sudden bright light, the speed suddenly speeds up, and the scene is close to Wang Tianfeng.
Wang Tianfeng’s heart was shocked. He didn’t think that Luo Yang’s speed was so fast, the light in his hand flashed, and a red ball was held in his hand, and then it was crushed.
The red mist instantly appeared on his side, and after a violent tumbling, he turned into a blood-red giant hand and slammed it against Luo Yang.
There were a few big giants who slammed into Luoyang. When they crossed the four weeks, they burst into a piercing sound. The faint pressure made Luo Yang’s eyes condense slightly, but he did not hesitate in his hands. .
The white cloud sword broke through the sky, suddenly magnified in the sky, turned into a giant sword with a few feet long, and fell directly to the blood-red giant hand.
The fierce swordsman's body makes the body cold, and next to the sword of the giant sword, there is a large number of light that condense and circulate rapidly. When they collide with the giant hand, they suddenly explode, and the power of terror is directly swept away. A huge roar, spread throughout the mountains.
Wang Tianfeng’s face showed a hint of dignity. He did not expect that Luo Yang could actually block his own blow, and he quickly retreated under his feet and wanted to distance himself from Luo Yang.
However, Luo Yang is followed by a figure, and the red fist shines on the double fists, hitting Wang Tianfeng’s body.
Between the electric and the Flint, Wang Tianfeng had to traverse the black longbow in his hand and put it on his chest, trying to block Luoyang’s fists.
boom!
The horrible punching force made Wang Tianfeng’s arm suddenly numb, and the black longbow in his hand trembled more and more, and he would almost come out. The whole person took advantage of the situation and moved back more quickly. At the same time, his right hand suddenly slammed his eyebrows and made a noise in his mouth.
"Blue smoke!!"
A cyan smoke instantly floated from his body and turned into a small dagger, with many strange runes carved on it. The top of the sword has a sharp edge, like a meteor across the sky, facing Luo Yang rushed.
Feeling the fierce meaning of the small sword, Luo Yang's eyes slightly shrunk, his feet glimpsed a little, a golden light quickly swung away, his hands were flying fast, and the three dragons appeared directly in his body. Next, with his one finger, suddenly whistling out, facing the blue little sword, suddenly collided.
There was no roaring, no explosion, and three horrible fire dragons, like paper pastes, were instantly broken when they came into contact with the cyan sword. As a paper paste, there was no low-end moment.
Looking at the situation as a broken bamboo, went straight to Luo Yang and went to the blue sword, Wang Tianfeng's heart relieved. This blue smoke is his method of life, and this cyan sword is his decades of warmth, only to have such power. Originally prepared for Yan Yixian, but did not expect Luo Yang actually forced his own move.
"Can you be defeated by me, you are..."
Just as Wang Tianfeng’s heart sighed, a golden light suddenly broke out from the ground, like a fast snake, when he had not had time to react, he was already wrapped around his waist, and the next moment would be tightly He is tied up.
boom!
At the same time that Wang Tianfeng was with the sacred rope, the cyan sword, which had been less than a foot away from Luoyang, suddenly stopped and slammed into a faint blue smoke, dissipating between heaven and earth.
"Call... it’s dangerous, I’m not going to stop, I’m afraid I have to use my cards.

After a long breath, Luo Yang’s gaze looked toward Wang Tianfeng. I saw Wang Tianfeng's face ugly staring at the body of the sacred cord, and the eyes were even more faint.
"This is called the sacred sorrow. Once it is entangled with it, even if you have the cultivation of the spiritual realm, you can't display it. You lose it in your hands, no loss."
Wang Tianfeng heard the words, his face changed constantly. After a while, he only sighed and said: "I lost, how to deal with it, you are free, I have nothing to say."
"Do not worry, I am only interested in the demon point, I am not interested in you."
Luo Yang said faintly, lifted his right hand and grabbed it, and Wang Tianfeng’s Qiankun bag flew into Luo Yang’s hand.
Looking at the Qiankun bag held by Luo Yang in his hand, Wang Tianfeng’s face showed a trace of unwillingness, and his face was dim, not looking up.
Luo Yang's look is normal, and there is no trace of soft heart. He knows very well that if he is tied at the moment, waiting for himself is also the end of the present.
The light flashed in the hand, and the white jade was easily held in the hands of Luo Yang. The inside of the demon point was as much as 320,000 points!
Without any hesitation, Luo Yang raised his hand and waved, and the demon point in Yu Jian quickly shifted, leaving only 10,000 points of demon points. Wang Tianfeng’s ranking was even more than a thousand.
Luo Yang’s ranking is rising rapidly. In a flash, he surpassed the first-ranked Yi Yixian, with the horror of 600,000 demon points, ranking first, becoming the first person in this selection!