Guo Lin also felt that his body swayed. The master was indeed a master, but the aftermath was unbearable for others. It is conceivable that he felt when fighting against them. Guo Lin asked himself that he was not a match for the two, and at most he could not do anything to the other with the advantage of the Seven-Sage Artifact.

In the arena, the two of them fought in close combat, but neither of them used their own magical powers. The strength of their bodies was judged immediately. Qiu Teng took three steps in a row, but Chu only took one step back. Lian Chu's supporters howled loudly and the crowd was infuriated.

Qiu Teng smiled slightly, and the light flashed in his hand. A long sword appeared. The blade was thin and narrow, and it was covered with various magic patterns. When he waved, he heard a sharp sound of swords, as if thousands of unjust souls were screaming in hell.

Even Chu took out a nine-ring sword. The blade was wide, simple and heavy, exuding a powerful power, making people feel like looking up at the mountains.

The two of them waved their swords to slash at each other. The harsh sound of swords echoed through the sky. The audience members from the audience covered their ears and screams came from time to time. Guo Lin urged the immortal power to calm his mind. The sound of swords that penetrated the soul made people's soul throbbed.

In the blink of an eye, there were more than a hundred moves on the stage. The two of them faced each other and refused to give in to each other. Qiu Teng's sword technique was sharp and the angle was even more tricky. Even Chu's sword technique was calm, and the two of them had their own strengths and complemented each other.

With a light "hiss", Lian Chu cut off a sleeve by the blade. Qiu Teng jumped aside and smiled: "Brother Lian Chu gave in. I am not as good as you when fighting with his body. You are not as good as me when fighting with weapons. Everyone wins one game. If you go on, you will have to use their own magical powers. Are you ready?"

Even Chu snorted coldly without saying a word. The green light flashed on his body. The demonic power squad climbed to the top. The aura of the immortal master exploded. Qiu Teng also calmed down. The magic power was inflamed, and the red light filled his whole body. He actually had the aura of the immortal master. There was an uproar in the audience. Both of them were half-step immortal masters, who already had the magical power of the immortal master, and their every move would trigger the excitement of the space.

Lian Chu shouted: "The Divine Ox Running Thunder Power!"

Qiu Teng said coldly: "Seven Evil Demon Flame Fist!"

The two of them have their own magical powers, and the divine light flashed violently in the arena. The spectators from the audience were forced to retreat continuously by the two of them's bursting aura. The space was distorted by the impact, and there was always danger of breaking.

The two of them were equal and could not fight for a long time. Lian Chu turned over and jumped to the side, and the blue mist rose on his body. A huge green cow stood in the field, gasping for a few heavy breaths in his nostrils. The four hooves like hammer kept kicking the ground. Qiu Teng put away his long sword, and his body gradually rose. In a blink of an eye, he was more than ten feet tall, turning into a demon body.

The green bull roared lowly, and the light of the two horns flashed, colliding towards Qiu Teng like thunder. Qiu Teng grabbed the green bull's horns with both arms and shouted angrily in the field. The green bull swung his horns, broke free from the hands of the demon god, and soared into the air and stepped on the demon god's four hooves.

The demon god roared, the red and black demonic energy on his body rolled, and he raised his boxing toward the cow's hooves. The dazzling light made people dare not look at it. The Qingyang Ghost Palace trembled violently, which was even more distorted and deformed than the fighting field space.

The two were hit by the force and retreated more than ten feet away from each other. The green cow lowered his head and mooed, and the sound was like thunder. The demon god moved his arms and roared to the sky. Everyone in the audience saw that the two were about to fight to the death, fearing that the fish in the pond would affect them, and they all escaped from the Qingyang Ghost Palace. At this time, a figure fell from the sky and fell into the middle of the two and shouted: "Don't do anything, two colleagues, please sit down and discuss with me if you have any questions."

The person who came was Qingyang Ghost Lord, the owner of Qingyang Ghost Palace. He was a middle and late master of Ghost Lord. He had a transcendent status in Senluo City. He worked with the city lord Yan Luo under the throne of Yuehan Ghost Emperor. The two met each other for the best friends.

Qingyang Ghost Lord smiled and said, "The two are both Tianjiao in the Five Realms, and they both serve under the Demon Emperor and Demon Saint. It is normal to have a mutual exchange. Why fight with your life and hurt the harmony of the Five Realms?"

Lian Chu snorted coldly: "My demon world and the demon world have always been enemies but not friends. When the battle between immortals, demon worlds is not a fight with their lives, the demon world has always been arrogant and domineering, and he is arrogant. Today we will definitely decide the winner with him."

Qiu Teng said contemptuously: "You have always been brave and fierce in the demon world, and are you fighting for strength and competition. Which battle between immortals and demons is not something you have taken the lead, are you afraid that the five realms will not be in chaos?"

The two of them were going to do something again. After Qingyang Immortal Lord persuaded this and that, they finally calmed their anger and said loudly: "Today's battle is over. The two fellow Taoists have their own strengths, and their cultivation is not the same. They are all strangers in the five realms. Don't let other juniors laugh at it. Everyone in the audience will disperse. I will hold a banquet to entertain the two distinguished guests today."

People involved in gambling went to get the bets back. Guo Lin looked at the three people on the stage and followed the crowds out of the Qingyang Ghost Hall. When he returned to the inn, he could not see Liu Cheng. He knew where he was going with a little bit of consciousness. He was not worried that he would be unfavorable to him. He sat cross-legged on the couch to practice the Yuhua Immortal Sutra.

Liu Cheng left for three days, and Guo Lin also devoted himself to practicing. Although the immortal power in the dantian was more pure, there was no sign of breakthrough. This made Guo Lin a little anxious. As long as he broke through to the middle stage of Taihua realm, he could compete with the late stage of the Immortal Emperor. Relying on the Seven-Serious Divine Sword in his hand, he also had the power to fight with the Immortal Lord. At that time, he had the strength to walk through the five realms and no longer feared others' pursuit.

Guo Lin's thoughts trembled. When he learned that Liu Cheng was back, he stopped his merits and stood up. Soon after, Liu Cheng entered the house and said, "Brother Guo, I have asked many people in Senluo City about your elder brother's traces these days, but I have never seen him coming. I sent the head of the sect to send another secret order. He has sent the elder Maoshan to the ghost world to find you, and I hope you will be careful in everything."

Guo Lin pondered: "How is Elder Maoshan's cultivation level?"

Liu Cheng thought for a moment and sighed softly: "The one who came this time is Elder Zhao Huatian. He is a middle-stage master of the Immortal Emperor. I believe he will enter the late stage of the Immortal Emperor soon. The fairy sword in his hand is a top-grade immortal weapon. In conjunction with my Xuantian Sword Book, he can fight against the late-stage master of the Immortal Emperor."

Guo Lin felt troublesome and was about to ask for some more details. The message was constantly fluctuating. It turned out that the guards of the Lord of Senluo City Mansion had sent a message. Lord of Yanluo had returned to the Lord of City Mansion.

Guo Lin did not dare to delay and quickly came to the outside of the city lord's mansion. After the guard reported, Guo Lin hurriedly entered and came to the hall to see Yan Luo. He first presented a seal letter. Yan Luo asked, "Zhong Kui City Lord sent you to escort the treasure, have you ever brought it?"

Guo Lin hurriedly said, "On the way, I met a disciple of the Maoshan Sect in the Immortal Realm. I was worried that the treasure would be lost, so I divided the troops into two groups. I was responsible for guiding them away. Captain Aotian took the treasure and set off one day later. It was just that time had passed and he had not yet arrived in the city. I also sent him with a jade pendant, but I have not received any response yet."

Yan Luo frowned and said, "The treasure is of great importance and cannot be misunderstood. Did Captain Ao Tian embezzle the treasure when he saw the treasure?"

Guo Lin bowed and said, "Don't worry, Lord, Ao Tian is a dragon son, and he is also a friend of the eight-day friends. He is honest and chivalrous, and is not a villain. He must have encountered something unexpected on the road, so he delayed his trip."
Chapter completed!