Dark night falls, the Chinese Warriors Association of the Wizard City, and the Danyuan Feast.

On the other side of the foreign martial arts sect, most of the warriors are tall, big and strong figures. Before inspiring their own fighting spirit, these people also exercise their bodies.

But if you don’t talk about stance and muscles or bones, you just train your muscles wildly, accumulate physical potential, and finally echo the external energy particles between life and death, detonating the fierce and fierce fighting energy in your body... It is extremely simple and crude, but also suitable for popularization.

Humans in magical environments have begun to accumulate energy particles in their bodies since their fetus, so they can practice this way, but in the past, humans on Earth did not have such external environmental conditions.

In the arena, the two stood in confrontation. Standing in front of the tall white boy with blond hair and blue eyes, the graceful and graceful Li Qinglian seemed to be only one-third of the size of the other person.

However, almost no older generation of warriors on the Chinese Warrior Association thinks that Li Qinglian will lose.

Monks, women, children, must have some support when they go out into the world, especially Li Qinglian is also a direct disciple of the Wudang Chunyang Sect, a famous family. How could the elders behind her dare to push her to the top, so how could they not be sure?

"The battle is over..."

The white young man suddenly took action, and the blue-white vortex of fighting energy around him burst out in an instant, and at the same time, a sudden jab punch hit Li Qinglian in the throat.

The boxing technique is simple, but it is extremely clean and neat.

The white young man now has a light white light covered in his blue eyes. The light-based Dou Qi special effect "see through" even if the opponent uses any tricks, it is difficult to hide it from his eyes.

He himself abandoned all complex moves and changed, with the fastest speed, the strongest power, the sharpest eyes, the most accurate judgment, and the weakest key points of the enemy in the shortest moment.

When you practice with this concept to a high level, you will undoubtedly form an extremely terrifying martial art!

“…will compare…”

However, the fast attack jab of the white young man with the support of the wind-type fighting spirit was blocked by the standing sheath of the short-haired boy in blue who had his eyes closed, and his eyes were not open.

In an instant, as if using force, the sword light slashed out in an instant, and Li Qinglian and the young white man passed by.

The young white man turned around violently and was about to chase him, but was shocked to find that the pain in his throat was so hot that he touched it with his hand and saw that it was full of blood... The moment he passed by, the fast sword that had already returned to the sheath had cut a fatal sword mark on his neck.

Just a quick and cruel person, but this white young man from the foreign martial arts sect was completely defeated.

“…faster as I imagined.”

When Zhu Peng finished his words in the alchemist seat, Li Qinglian had already won the first battle with an astonishing speed.

At the same time, it also made all the foreign warriors on the opposite side know that a little swordsman who was less than 20 years old was born on this side of the Chinese Warrior Association. He was so amazing that he was so strong that he was very strong!

As if feeling Zhu Peng's gaze, Li Qinglian turned around gently and smiled at her senior brother, full of pride.

The next five consecutive battles were Li Qinglian's personal clearing, and he used his thoughts to control his own qi and blood to enter the fairyland of the Taoist Taoist. This was based on Tao Yanwu, which naturally had a downward trend in the realm.

As we know, the way of sincerity is to know that Li Qinglian's spiritual cultivation may not have reached that level, but Zhu Peng knew that the sect had a wonderful method of fasting, burning incense, bathing, sitting in meditation, and praying and meditating for several days in a row to improve one's own state in a short period of time.

Li Qinglian herself entered the fairyland of Dan Taoist with thoughts. After that, with the blessing of the above secret techniques, her swordsmanship and state of mind were close to perfection and flawless at the legendary level.

Even though she is a beginner in the style of fighting spirit, as a human immortal, her four-dimensional basic attributes of her body are higher than those of orcs.

The flawless state of mind, swordsmanship, supplemented by a strong body, and combined with his own intricate control of Dou Qi, the legend is not released. Who is present to the opponent of this female swordsman on the field?

Qingyi holds a sword and kills all directions!

After defeating five people in succession, almost all the heroes from the foreign martial arts sect were left behind. The mentality of the younger generation of warriors completely collapsed. They could only look at the Earth swordsman who was less than twenty years old, who was less than twenty years old, looking around proudly.

"When the sword is in hand, who is the hero in the world?"

At this moment, Li Qinglian's fighting spirit had been consumed and had recovered for two rounds. She was in the fairyland of the Dan Taoist, and the third-level legendary sword saint. Even though her physical potential was not as deep as Zhu Peng's, the fighting spirit control was also slightly transformed, so the recovery speed was amazing.

Although I had just played five games, the girl's interest had already risen to the extreme.

A master with enough vision could see that if she lets her show off her power like this, Li Qinglian could defeat the foreign Wuzong led by the Silver Moon Tower until she completely collapsed.

"Enough... Chinese warriors will have talents, which is enviable. However, Sect Master Li once said that this battle is based on the same level. You are indeed in the first-level fighting spirit, but your alchemist level is the third level of legend. We old people don't want to go down to bully you, the junior. If you win five games in a row, you should also retreat." At the banquet position on the foreign Wushu Sect, an old man with an ancient appearance stood up in the front row.

He pointed his finger into a sword and pointed at Li Qinglian to reprimand him. The overwhelming terrifying power surged out, directly breaking through the originally flawless sword state of the girl in blue, and immediately retreated from the realm of human sword clairvoyance.

However, what he said makes sense or not.

If it weren't for the level of Dou Qi as the rating, then by the rating of the Chinese martial arts, Li Qinglian could indeed be divided into the third level of legend. The five battles she just now were suspected of bullying the small by bullying the big.

However, Li Qinglian is still a nineteen-year-old girl who is barely twenty years old. All the warriors she defeated are older than her and have been practicing martial arts for more years. Therefore, no matter how they take it out of context, the words of this ancient man with a strange appearance in the platinum robe are a bit shameless and quibbling.

Seeing the old man taking action secretly and temporarily breaking Li Qinglian's perfect realm with the secret spiritual technique, Zhu Peng raised his eyebrows slightly. He was about to get up and beat the shameless old man in front of him.

A fat, fat, white and fat pig fell into the field with a "thump". Then the big white pig that Li Daoman almost used as a son to trot to Li Qinglian and screamed at the old man, as if protecting the girl behind him from being bullied.

Almost like changing shadows, the shadow on the ground was twisted the next moment, and Li Daoman's short and fat figure, accompanied by a red rosacea, blocked Yuehua and Qinglian.

"A warrior at the peak of the legend has lived for countless years and bullied a girl under twenty years old. Is this the might of the martial sect of the Wanxiang Mountain generation?" While saying this, Li Daoman picked up the vermilion gourd on his waist and poured himself a mouthful of Dragon Blood Pure Yang Wine.

Others just drink it, but they drink it and take it.

The old monk Fuhui, who has always been incompatible with him, looked at him with contempt, but was shouted by Li Daoman: "This is my nephew's filial piety to his elders. It was originally the Dharma wine of my Chunyang Sect... Take me the one on your table, what wine should I drink from the bald donkey?"

However, it is such a person who faces the Martial Master of Wanxiang Mountain at this moment, still looks down on his arrogance.

While he was drinking the strong wine, the ground cracked at the feet of the vulgar old Taoist, like a surging earth dragon. As the breath of darkness and fishy wind overflowed, a long sword with seven holes arranged on the surface of the strange-shaped knife slowly rose from the crack of the ground.

The aura on Li Daoman's body was peaceful and natural, but the aura of the demon sword "Prison Yellow Spring" was dark, bloody, crazy and violent.

When the vulgar old man's jade-like hand was held in the handle of the demon sword, everyone present seemed to see a vague, twisted, but full of incomparable contradictions, sacred and evil gods rose behind Li Daoman, fighting against the white-robed Wuzong who was as powerful as prison.

Zhu Peng, the senior brother, did not care about Li Qinglian's master. He was just about to get up, and Li Daoman was already in full state to fight the foreign martial sect opposite.

"Stop it all and back down!" Just as the atmosphere between the two sides became increasingly stiff, Li Jingxuan's angry voice came from the upper peak.

"You two are not allowed to be opponents today." Almost at the same time, Huang Yubing gave an order.

The original intention of these two bigwigs is to merge the sects and make up for their own shortcomings. They will not take action and their subordinates will play games, and strive to gain more words and authority under the premise of controlling the intensity.

In this context, it is worth fighting each other, deepening their understanding, and even necessary casualties and sacrifices, but the contradiction cannot be further intensified... It is really a bloody hatred, which is harmful to the Chinese Warrior Association or the Wanxiang Mountain.

When lions and tigers merge, bumps and bumps are inevitable. Instead of forcibly merging, it is better to see the opponent's strength clearly and then get along peacefully in a relatively clear position. This is the significance of this Danyuan event.

Huang Yubing's current cultivation level is at least a little higher than Li Jingxuan on the surface, but judging from the results reported by Jin Caicai, even as a master at the Sword Emperor level, Huang Yubing dared not say that he would defeat Li Jingxuan.

The most important thing is that I am gradually getting older and seriously injured, and I will almost never enter the fifth-level extraordinary holy realm for my life.

By comparison, Li Jingxuan was at a time when his young and strong strength made great progress, but he gave the thousand-year foundation of Wanxiang Mountain to the Chinese Warrior Association, and even if he killed Huang Yubing, he could not do it.

Therefore, there is a tentative combination of each other at this time.

Wanxiang Mountain can be incorporated into the Chinese Warrior Association, but at least it must be a dual sect master. My Emperor Yubing can offer sect classics, but the old brothers who have been following me for so many years cannot make them old and give them a free dog to you.

Even if you are chewing, you must now chew half of the Chinese Warrior Association... In the future, it will be the wizard world that will be the first to synthesize the Chinese Warrior Association, or the Chinese Warrior Association that will digest the power of Wanxiang Mountain first. Then it may be. Even Huang Yubing is sure that the wizard world that will be the first to synthesize the Chinese Warrior Association.

The reason is very simple. The level of Vientiane Mountain and the Chinese Warrior Association is evenly matched. If you even lose the potential, it is not an exaggeration to call it better.

The Chinese warriors will compare the entire wizard world and the wizard tower, which is like a magnitude gap between an ants and an ancient dragon.

In Huang Yubing's eyes, although Li Jingxuan is talented, he has a sense of being unable to do it... It is very heroic, but also very sad.

Thousands of years later, the Chinese remnants who have been completely integrated into the wizarding world probably cannot understand why this man is fighting, bleeding, or even sacrificing.

…………After the scolding of his sect leader, the foreign Wuzong with a platinum robe sat down slowly, and Li Daoman and Li Qinglian also led the pig back to the seat of the banquet.

Li Qinglian was almost treated like a star because of those five consecutive victories just now.

She seems to be very popular among the juniors of the Chinese Warrior Association. No one is interested in congratulating her. The 19-year-old Dan Taoist Immortal is probably the pride of heaven that appears in this unprecedented tide of the times;

There has been almost no past, and in the future, I am afraid that it will not appear again...

The pair of masters and apprentices of Chunyang Sect had just returned to their seats. A black lightning-like figure flashed on the other side of the foreign martial arts sect. After landing on the ground, a tall and thin old man in a black robe appeared, with a deep eagle nose and deep eyes, and a cold temperament... This is a senior legend. The plane of the Tianlang God can be called the Wuzong or the Sword Sect.

It means that he can start a sect and dominate the country by practicing martial arts to the point of his practice.

"Whose Earthlings came to die?"

Although you can understand this person's words through the witch nets spread all over this plane, the strange tone and ugly sound still makes the Chinese warriors feel uncomfortable.

Even people with insufficient cultivation will have chicken skin all over their bodies, and a feeling of being stared at by a white snake in their hearts, and their whole body is so scared that they cannot move!

"Hmm!?...This person seems a little interesting." When Master Li Daoman came back safely, Zhu Peng felt relieved and continued to drink, eat, taste the pills.

The alchemists around his seat were likely to go to war at any time, so they mostly did not eat or taste mellow wine. They did not need to rely on food and drink to replenish their energy.

With the vitality of these alchemy immortals, they can boost their qi and blood. Even if they don’t eat, drink, sleep or rest for seven or eight days, they can maintain their own vigorous spirit and strong combat state.

If you eat at this moment, you will waste excess blood and energy to digest food in your stomach and intestines. Then, in the most intense fight, you cannot fully burst out your strongest power!

Don’t underestimate this point. A slight difference is a thousand miles away. That energy gap may be the distance between life and death. Therefore, many top masters have to bathe and fast before the duel.

Zhu Peng has no taboos and eats and drinks casually. After two years of practice in the Black Fort World, he is fine in other aspects, but his body, spirit, energy and blood have improved through the transformation of witchcraft and great strides. At this moment, Zhu Peng has become infinitely closer to a human-shaped dragon.

It is not because the alchemist controls the similar effects, but because of the real data that witch-eating continues to nourish and nourish. Now eating this little thing is just a little bit of a stomachache.

If it weren't for the physical cultivation of this level, Zhu Peng wouldn't have chosen a set of super heavy legendary armor for himself, hoping to extract the corresponding agility and power from this body that is approaching its peak.

…………

The first legendary Wuzong sent out from Wanxiang Mountain, even if he thought about it, he knew that it must be a hard point among the hard points, and he was extremely thrust.

The tall and thin old man in black robe standing in the field also had the effect of enhancing the morale of the younger generation of young disciples behind him. Li Qinglian could not kill five times with one sword, causing the mentality of these younger generations to completely collapse.

The six alchemists in the front row of the Chinese Warrior Association looked at each other. Han Fangxue, as Li Jingxuan's wife, had a bad ending because she was not good at winning or losing.

So there are only ones present: Liu Jinghong, the Saint of the Sword of the Wind, the Buddha of Light, the Blessings of the Future, the Vajra Iron Slave, the Ghost of the Heart, the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Again, one of the six of them stood up to fight.

Due to seniority, Zhu Peng couldn't go beyond his predecessors to fight. Whether it was time to practice martial arts, time to hold the pills, or even time to join the Chinese Warrior Association, the six of them above were their predecessors. If Zhu Peng stood up to fight at this time, it would be a slap in the face.

Although Xu Baishan, Shouzheng Jian and Cha Huang Keman, the reincarnated Dragon King, are not alchemists.
To be continued...