Yin Wuji felt shame for the first time, and the prince was despised by a wild man. Wang Chang'an's arrogant attitude completely aroused his anger.

Who can tolerate it, who can't bear it?

"If it doesn't work, you can choose one more, why are you angry? Seven of us, big brother, you can choose one more." Yin Wudi said in a humble manner.

This kind of confidence seems to be defeated no matter who Yin Wuji chooses. The seven of them are tempered in the war, and their current methods are far from comparable before.

"Yes, what's the big deal? Why are you excited?" Dongfang Mingyue said, "If you can't, please pick me. I'm a little weaker than them."

"Okay, Wang Xiaojue, I'll fight you, let me see how you have made progress this year?" Yin Wuji said angrily.

"Ah." Wang Xiaojue roared to the sky, his blood and energy soared into the sky, and his whole body burst out with endless fighting spirit, his momentum rose again and again, his peerless gun trembled in his hand, and his terrifying murderous intent condensed.

The spear pointed directly and turned into a blood-colored God of War.

"It turned out to be a crazy bloodline, and it was rare to develop the bloodline's power to this level!" An elder felt prudent in talent and couldn't help but say.

Among the Thousand Mountains, Wang Xiao absolutely decided to Yin Wuji. Yin Wuji was furious and he was determined to win.

"It looks like it's hanging." A disciple said, and the person next to him asked what was wrong.

"This group of people are from Da Cangli. Senior Brother Yin and I were kidnapped. Although they are not good at dressing, they are extremely powerful." The disciple explained.

"There is such a thing?"

"That's right, we were released after paying the ransom."

Wang Xiaojue pointed his spear directly, and his blood and energy surged into the sky. He collided with Yin Wuji. The runes rushed out, and the huge momentum collided, causing huge fluctuations.

The spiritual weapon swept through and shattered the surrounding trees. Several disciples were unaware of it and were suddenly blown out. The spear was like a dragon, and the void burst, and the fist marks were like mountains, which was so powerful that the world was overwhelmed.

Wang Xiaojue's body was covered with blood and his body was filled with immortal brilliance. He practiced Taoist scriptures and Taixuan Ancient Yin. His body had already crossed the three forging realm. He had fought for half a year. He was seriously injured and almost died.

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When he survived, he also transformed, with invincible will shrouded, and runes turbulently flowing around the two of them, and the air swept out again and again.

"Do you think you are stronger? Haha, I can defeat you once, so what if I defeat you again?"

Yin Wuji's fist was as bright as the sun. As soon as the fist came out, the heaven and earth roared, and the entire person burst into infinite divine light. He punched it out, which was like destroying the world.

The layers of dragon scales wrapped around the whole body, and the bloodline of the dragon made Yin Wuji push the fist seal to the extreme. His divine power was great, and he wanted to kill Wang Xiaojue with this.

"It is the Great Sun God Fist, the core martial arts of the Great Yan Dynasty. The ancestor of the Great Yan Dynasty in the past, with this fist, he killed endless enemies and created a vast dynasty."

"Senior Brother Yin is about to win. Once this punch is used, it will be enough to sweep across the same level."

Wang Xiaojue's eyes were bloody and charming, and the peerless gun in his hand burst out with spear light. His spiritual power gathered and he shot out with one shot.

"Zhu Yi Gun, a battle between alien races, Xiao Jue's peerless gun technique that he learned in the sea of ​​corpses and blood was named Zhu Yi."

With one shot, Wang Xiaojue seemed to be transformed into a human slaughter.

Zhuyi Gun infinite shadows, a golden magic gun appeared, like divine lightning, breaking through the fissure marks that were cracking like sun-breaking, and piercing through the entire space.

"ah."

A true dragon shadow appeared on Yin Wuji's body, and he rushed forward. When the spear encountered, the space was shattered inch by inch. It was a spear that broke out from the sea of ​​blood.

The golden spear shadow carries infinite murderous intent, and the entire space is covered by infinite spear intent. Yin Wuji transforms into a dragon body. Each attack is like a sky strike, and the vast dragon power surges. Wang Xiaojue stabs out with a shot, like a magic gun piercing through it.

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With a shot, he hit the terrifying power. Yin Wuji's fist hit again, and the shadow of the Nine Dragon Dragon accompanied by infinite dragon power to attack Wang Xiaojue.

During the attack of the two, mountains and rivers were turbulent, and spiritual power washed away the earth. Many genius disciples were shocked to retreat even if they were far away. The qi and blood in their bodies rolled, and a mouthful of blood was spewed out.

The energy and blood are overwhelming, and the two of them can strike out the power of shaking the mountain based on their own physical bodies.

Wang Xiaojue's whole body was filled with blood and energy, and his strength continued to improve, and his bloodline was madly superimposed.

"Sunset God Fist."

Yin Wuji said that behind him, the sunset was showing at dusk and the layers of rays of light emitted, dyeing the surroundings red.

"Zhu Yi gun is just the first shot, now I will use the second shot." Wang Xiaojue finished speaking. Suddenly, countless shrill ghosts emerged from the space around him, and ghosts cried and howled, and Wang Xiaojue's eyes became even more red.

, thousands of ghosts cried and howled, the cold and cold were biting, and the whole world seemed to have turned into an evil hell.

"Kill."

Wang Xiaojue stabbed out with a shot, and the ghosts were Yin Li, turning into a surging gun. He blew up, Yin Wudi destroyed the sunset divine light, and the unparalleled fist prints were shot out. The sunset divine light faced against Yin Li, Wan Gui, the mountains were shaken, and the radius of 1,000 meters was circumference.

Cracking, powerful aura swept across the world.

The ghost's gun has evil spirits soaring into the sky, and the evil is endless. The ghosts are rushing into one gun. One gun penetrates the setting sun, the divine light breaks into dots, Yin Wuji's dragon scales shatter and blood flows out.

The violent sandstorm swept away, and Yin Wuji's mouth was bleeding, the dragon scales on his chest were broken, and Wang Xiaojue stood with a gun, his face calm.

"Killing is worthy of the name of killing."

Yin Wuji said, slowly standing upright. With a grasp of his hand, the blood in his body glowed, endless runes gushed out, the wound glowed, and the flesh and blood regenerated at an extremely fast speed.

"What? After suffering from this injury, you can recover so quickly. Senior Brother Yin's body is extremely powerful."

"It seems that Senior Brother Yin has some means, and the people in the mountains and fields are about to be defeated."

In Qianshan Academy, after Gu Qing's propaganda, the disciples who practiced in the academy were alarmed. They entered the academy to practice a year ago, and now they even slandered Qianshan Academy.

"I'm so brave. I dare to say that there are no geniuses in our Qianshan Academy. I want to see how powerful you are."

"Have you heard that the new disciple met a bad guy and was provoked to come to the door."

"What new disciples are you talking about is that there is no genius in our Qianshan Academy."

"What, so crazy, go and have a look."

In Qianshan Academy, a large number of disciples came to watch the battle. Who dared to be so rude?

Jian Chenshang has been practicing in the academy for more than a year. Since the Tianyuan Secret Realm, he has entered Qianshan Academy to practice in a subconscious manner. Now his sword body is small, and his innate sword energy in his body has greatly increased. It is the time of his spirit.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I came out of seclusion, I heard the rumors that Qianshan Academy was smashed and I couldn't help but feel curious.

A large number of old disciples from Qianshan Academy were dispatched to the mountains outside the mountain gate, where more and more people were watching the battle.

"The blood of the dragon transformation brings not only dragon scales. Once you reach the level of cultivation, your body is no different from a true dragon." An elder commented, and many people were shocked when they heard it.

Yin Wudi and Wang Xiaojue are still fighting. Wang Xiaojue's spear dances in his hand, and his murderous aura is soaring. He still cannot defeat Yin Wuji with the second shot. Yin Wuji's body transforms, has a strong defense, and can heal quickly even if he is injured.

The two of them fought like real dragons, and they destroyed tens of thousands of meters of mountain without any hesitation, and the top of the mountain was cut more than ten meters deep.

A blood pillar soared into the sky and exploded, and endless mountains collapsed. One blow caused a huge scene of destruction. All the trees and rocks around were razed to the ground. After a long time, Wang Xiaojue gasped in the center of the blood pillar.

Among the pile of waste rocks, Yin Wuji stuck out with one hand and tried to break away the gravel pressing on his body several times, but he was powerless.

"Save people." Feng Wuji said, and several disciples immediately stepped forward and opened the rocks. Among them, Yin Wuji's dragon scales shattered, and his whole body turned into blood.

It is conceivable that Wang Xiaojue smashed him into a huge rock, and the gun made the gods and demons tremble.

Puff, Yin Wuji vomited blood in big mouths, and his hair was stained with blood on his face.

"What is it called?" Yin Wuji looked at Wang Xiaojue and asked. Wang Xiaojue's last shot was too terrifying and he crippled himself.

"Shocked." Wang Xiaojue said.

Yin Wuji fell to the ground and was stunned. After Gu Lei checked, he found that Yin Wuji's bones were broken. The shot also surprised Gu Lei. There was such a gun genius in the world.

The spear technique he created was killed from the mountain of blood seas of corpses. One shot was more amazing than the other. Even Yin Wuji could not stop this third shot.

"I lost, Senior Brother Yin was defeated. This person is too strong." A disciple said in surprise.

"Senior Brother Yin has been defeated, who dares to fight?"

For a moment, many disciples looked at Lin Ruoxue, but they felt that it was inappropriate to let a woman go to the battle.

"I'll fight with you." Lin Ruoxue said, and still stood up.

"What, is there no one in your Qianshan Academy? Send a female disciple to fight, we won't bully girls." Fatty Zhu said.

"What are you talking about? Fatty, Senior Sister Lin is the leader among our disciples. Are you afraid?"

"What are you afraid of? We just don't want to bully you."

"No need for courtesy. Martial arts struggles, no matter how many geniuses are. Besides, I am not inferior to men and women in ancient and modern times." Lin Ruohui said.

"Well said, then I will fight you." Wang Ziyi said, holding the sunset long bow in his hand, wearing a purple dress, extremely heroic.

"Arrogant, who said that there is no one in Qianshan Academy? I, Jian Chenshang, will everyone?"

"That's great. It's Senior Brother Jian. Senior Brother sits in the sword tomb for more than a year and has mastered the peerless sword intent. I think the sword intent is complete today."

"Barbarians, wait." A disciple shouted.

"And I, Wang Guanyu." Another voice sounded, loud and loud, and a figure exuded a powerful aura, flew from afar.

"Dongfang Liancheng."

"Flowers all over the sky."

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One by one, the geniuses came and vowed to find the place for Qianshan Academy.

"Oh my God, my senior brothers and sisters have all come out of seclusion. Barbarians. Let's see how arrogant you are this time? Wait for death, you guys."

"That's right, I dare to challenge our Qianshan Academy and I'm tired of living."
Chapter completed!