Chapter 204 Battle of Eagle and Tiger

The aimless monk looked at the upright figure standing on the top of the city. In an instant, in the spiritual world, the two sides did not know how many moves they exchanged. There were strange visions in the air, and black and blue fogs cuffed in the air. Then, a faint strange roar suddenly burst out, and the air above Han Jian became alienated into The dark blue eagle, and the side of the ungrateless monk turned into a black tiger. The eagle spread its wings and flew, and the black tiger roared up to the sky. The illusion in the air was like a miracle. The crowd downstairs couldn't help opening their eyes. Among them were many martial artists, but they had never seen such a strange scene... Both sides actually They are all strong people in the realm of gathering gas...

"Wow, squeak."

A sad cry suddenly rose, and the tiger in the air suddenly turned into black lightning and rushed towards the eagle. At this moment, the eagle also spread its wings several feet wide, and the sharp eagle's mouth suddenly rushed towards the tiger... The black and blue lightning staggered in the air and suddenly collided with each other. Then, the vision suddenly appeared and stabbed. The sparks of the eyes made countless people who looked up close their eyes tightly...

The dazzling spark flashed, and then a few seconds later, there was a muffled thunder in the air. In the blood-red sun, there was thunder, which became a strange scene... However, people's surprise was far from over, because at the time of half a tea cup, it suddenly rained in the air, and the rain actually It was a black fog, and the high temperature in the air actually evaporated the air hundreds of square meters around, and then turned into black raindrops...

The churning black and blue fog, the roaring eagle and the roaring tiger, rolling, cutting, tearing and devouring in the air... Some strong men who came to hear the news were all shocked and captured by God... This is a real struggle between the strong...

The strange scene did not last for a long time. Finally, it gradually faded in the hedging, squeezing and devouring of both sides... With the passage of time, the changing eagles and tigers transformed like transparent, and finally disappeared into this world with a "bang" sound...

The faces of Han Jian and the unrevehement monk changed at the same time, and they could feel the unprecedented strength of the enemy they faced... The black clouds at the head of Wuyun City came, and the red sunset finally went to the mountain. The boundless black crowd and the pale black clouds in the sky gradually combined colored, and burning clouds appeared in the distant sky...

At this time, the twilight clouds were in four, but there were no nightbirds flying, and countless crowds of people were silent, and everything became a little strange... But all this did not last for a long time. A strong blow in the air exploded. Under the power of the ambitious monk Yuan in the air, a black tiger turned into a fierce body. , the body suddenly rushed up and rushed through the city of Wuyun City. Then in the roar of the tiger, the black stick like a thick bowl went straight to Han Jian, and the roar in the air came straight to Han Jian...

Faced with Tianyu, like a heartless monk like a roc, Han Jian's eyes without any fear, but burning flames, like a star shining in the cold night...

"Good to come."

Han Jian's huge black sword has been raised high, and the tip of the sword refers to the black stick of the unremittained monk, and the figure has been launched like an arrow... Straight to the unremitting monk in the air...

The power in the air is rolling, and the waves like a sea of anger burst out. Those masters who can't resist the curiosity and secretly observe from the city all have a deep solemn meaning in their eyes...

"Boom."

A violent explosion made the towers tremble, and the two figures that collided together like meteors in the air suddenly flew out... It was like a bird... The explosion in the air was like thunder. Countless figures looking up below couldn't help but cover their ears. Someone was already in front of them. Sit on the ground...

Han Jian's figure kept rolling in the air, using countless heels to eliminate the huge power from the black stick. Finally, he turned over and stood on the wide and tall tower. A wisp of long hair floated down, covering his eyes and could not see the expression in his eyes, but his face was pale... And The unwise monk fell from the sky like a meteorite and fell straight into the mountain bag... There was a muffled sound, and when he looked again, the ambitious monk's tall body was half short. It turned out that his legs had been deeply plunged into the extremely hard rock... Close to his legs, like a knife. , shocking...

The masters who watched couldn't help taking a breath, such a strong internal force and fierce momentum... People didn't notice that there were several strange figures in the crowded crowd, and a pair of eyes like a deep pool were staring at the majestic city with their eyes full of surprise. Two people...

"Have you had a good time, do you dare to come again?"

With a gentle vertical, the legs of the aimless monk pulled out of the fallen stone cave. He looked up to the sky and smiled fiercely. He asked loudly, looking at the figure who was still standing on the top of the city, and his eyes could not hide the solemnity...

"You are indeed worthy of someone's war, okay, as you wish..."

Han Jian's body suddenly jumped into the air like a strange bird, and then came straight to the unwise monk under his head... The black sword went straight forward, and the condensed sword cut through the twilight sky, and the air around it made a sad sound...

"Arrogant swordsmanship."

Han Jian's body is like a proud eagle, breaking through the sky from the sky, and the black giant sword is like the hard and sharp eagle's mouth... No one knows how powerful this sword is? The crowd around could no longer stand the powerful black hurricane, and staggered around. For a moment, an empty field of hundreds of squares had appeared around the hill bag... And the crowd still couldn't stop walking and still retreated like a tide in chaos... Fortunately, the crowd In front of them are those strong and strong men who can move quickly and avoid the Yuanli hurricane as much as possible...

There is only a monk left in the middle, whose body stands on the top of the mountain like a demon god, and his bronze-like dark face is not surprised at all because of the scary hurricane... He is already fully prepared for all this... At Han Jian's lightning-like figure is still dozens of feet away from him. At the right distance, the Wuzhi monk suddenly opened his eyes, his dark eyes were like black electricity, and the giant stick in his hand was thrown up, like a child's toy, but his speed was much faster...