"Since you want to fight, I'll fight with you!" Pei Tianyuan stood up and said coldly.

Situ Baichuan was happy to see Pei Tianyuan responding to the challenge, "Please~"

The two walked out of the restaurant one after another.

The last time, because no one knew that the man in the blue robe was Situ Baichuan, so few people paid attention to the battle between Situ Baichuan and Qin Heng. After all, there were no one thousand or eight hundred battles in Tiange City. If you pay attention to every game, then

There is no need to do other things.

But it's different at this moment.

Situ Baichuan exposed his identity and his attraction increased greatly. Pei Tianyuan and Zhang Ce had a draw and his reputation gradually grew. The battle between the two will attract the attention of countless people and should not be missed.

Guests in the restaurant flocked out.

After inquiring about it, the warriors outside the restaurant found out that it was Situ Baichuan fighting Pei Tianyuan. They all became interested and rushed to tell each other. Soon, countless warriors paid attention to the battle.

Tiange City, above the sky, the second level of the sky.

Situ Baichuan and Pei Tianyuan confront each other in a long distance.

There are people who have nowhere to watch the battle in the distance.

The warriors who can enter the second level of heaven are at least saints, and the number of saints is limited. Therefore, there are not many people in the second level of heaven. On the contrary, there are countless figures like stars in the void under the second level of heaven.

"I'm right this time. I've just arrived at Tiange City for a while, and I can actually fight at this level."

"It's very difficult to meet a genius on the saint list on weekdays, let alone watch their battles."

"I wonder who will be better than Situ Baichuan to fight Pei Tianyuan."

"Situ Baichuan is a genius warrior on the 397th Saint List. Although Pei Tianyuan is from Qingzhou, it is said that he has obtained the inheritance of the ancient Saint King Iron Sword King, and his strength is extremely terrifying. He recently tied with Zhang Ce."

"Zhang Ce ranked 491 on the Saint List, 100 different from Situ Baichuan. Pei Tianyuan is probably not Situ Baichuan's opponent."

"Who can tell this accurately?"

“…”

Countless warriors were talking about it.

"Pei Tianyuan, let me learn about your strength."

After the two confronted each other for a while, Situ Baichuan was the first to calm down, shouted coldly, and stepped out, and his aura broke out like a storm.

Carrying this terrifying aura that was chaotic and earth-shaking, Situ Baichuan rushed forward, and held the void in his right hand, and a black iron rod appeared in his hand. The iron rod was carved with nine reverse dragons on the surface, with spiritual power.

With endless injections, the nine reverse dragons seemed to come alive, emitting amazing energy fluctuations, and the sound of dragons roaring in the world seemed to be resounding.

"Nine Dragon Stick, Higher Holy Soldier!"

"It is said that Situ Baichuan's Nine Dragon Stick was made of nine dragons that were about to turn into dragons. At that time, the master of the weapon refining this Nine Dragon Stick was preparing to refine a king's soldier, and no matter how good it was, it was a quasi-king.

The soldiers, but at the moment the weapons were refined, the heavenly tribulation was brought. In the end, the Nine Dragon Stick failed to overcome the heavenly tribulation, and the level was frozen in the higher holy soldiers."

"Although the Jiulong Stick is a weapon that failed to refine, its power is far beyond ordinary high-level holy soldiers, and it is catching up with the right king's soldiers!"

"Wouldn't Pei Tianyuan have no chance of winning?"

"The chances of winning in this battle between Pei Tianyuan and Situ Baichuan are no more than 30%!"

“…”

Seeing the Jiulong stick in Situ Baichuan's hand, the crowd exploded again, and the discussion suddenly started.

"Pei Tianyuan, be careful!"

Situ Baichuan reminded him that the stick in his hand burst into bright light, and then it hit Pei Tianyuan violently. The thousand-meter stick was amazing, stirring up the wind and clouds, causing the space in the second heaven to shake violently and almost collapse.

"So strong~ Situ Baichuan's attack almost defeated the space barrier of the second heaven. It seems that his strength is infinitely close to the level of the Great Saint."

Someone in the crowd gasped and exclaimed.

The terrifying stick light instantly appeared on Pei Tianyuan's chest, trying to kill a stick.

Facing Situ Baichuan's attack, Pei Tianyuan's face remained motionless, and his right hand quickly held the hilt of the iron sword behind him. With a clang, the iron sword was unsheathed, and the cold light burst out. A sharp sword light slashed hard on the stick.

With a sound, the stick shattered.

The attack failed to achieve any result. Situ Baichuan showed a solemn look on his face. He slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air and said, "I have some ability, no wonder I can draw with Zhang Ce!"

Although he was just a test, he used 70% of his power. Even if an ordinary peak saint warrior does not die, he will be seriously injured. However, Pei Tianyuan took it easily.

"You can also take my sword!"

Pei Tianyuan was unwilling to defend passively. He shook his wrist and stabbed the iron sword more than ten times in a row. In an instant, more than ten sword lights shot out.

More than ten sword lights intertwined into a net, covering Situ Baichuan, making him unable to dodge and could only resist head-on.

The sword light flew at an extremely fast speed, and it made a sharp whistling sound when rubbing against the space. As the sword light passed, pale sword marks were left in the space, not far from the space barrier that had been torn apart the next day.

"Chenlong stick technique!"

Situ Baichuan's face was solemn at this moment. He growled, and the Nine Dragon Stick in his hand suddenly burst out with a terrible momentum. As he smashed it out with one stick, nine dragon shadows rushed out with their teeth and claws.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!!!"

A series of collisions resounded.

As the dragon shadow collided, more than ten sword lights instantly shattered and disintegrated.

After the sword light dissipated, there were seven of the nine dragon phantoms left, sweeping over the terrifying aura and continuing to rush towards Pei Tianyuan.

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom..."

The sword light was scattered, and the nine dragon phantoms were successively killed by the sword light. However, Pei Tianyuan was not relaxed, his face turned slightly pale, and his chest was fluctuating violently.

Xu Chen stared at the two people fighting in the field and said to himself: "The strength gap between Pei Tianyuan and Situ Baichuan is not big, almost the same, but Situ Baichuan's Jiulong Stick is worthy of being a high-level holy soldier, and its power is too great, Pei Tianyuan's

Although the Iron Sword is also a holy soldier, it is only the lowest level holy soldier. Its strength is comparable and the holy soldier is not as good as others. In this battle, Pei Tianyuan's chance of winning is only 40% at most."

The two fought together.

The sticks and swords confront each other.

Every collision will burst into flames.

Pei Tianyuan was able to draw with Situ Baichuan at first, but as the battle continued, Pei Tianyuan gradually fell into a disadvantage and was suppressed by Situ Baichuan.

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom..."

Situ Baichuan waved the Nine Dragon Stick, and dragon shadows rushed out and rushed towards Pei Tianyuan.

"Puff~"

Pei Tianyuan's back was scratched by the dragon's phantom, and a large piece of flesh and blood was torn apart.

Pei Tianyuan groaned and his body staggered.

Pei Tianyuan had completely fallen into the defensive position at this moment and was about to lose.

Xu Chen's eyes were clear, and he discovered the clues. A force was gathering in Pei Tianyuan's body.

"A last try?"

The moment Xu Chen's voice fell, Pei Tianyuan, who had been at a disadvantage, suddenly slashed out a sword. The sword was extremely dazzling, like a galaxy. Wherever he passed, the shadows of dragons exploded one after another.

"Dong~"

The sword light slashed hard on the Nine Dragon Stick, and the sound of the sky collapsed. Situ Baichuan vomited blood in his mouth, and his body flew backwards like a meteor, smashing hard towards Tiange City below.
Chapter completed!