Alexander is working hard to earn points for his own retreat, so he basically doesn't see anyone after entering the city, running around on various tasks. With Alexander's character, once he identifies a certain goal, he will never reach it.
The Yellow River is heartbroken.
The brat Gu Shinan came back once a few years ago, and then left again very soon. He only came back maybe once a year. As for where the brat went, Zheng Feng knew better than Murong Ya.
When Zheng Feng asked about Zhang Deshuai, he learned that this guy had also gone into seclusion, at the Holy Pass. When they first met, Zhang Deshuai was already a high-ranking Heavenly Beast Master. It was not that he had been slow in close combat in recent years, but that he did not want to enter from the ordinary law.
Saint, but chose the law of space to become a saint, otherwise it would be a waste of his special physique.
The laws of space are different from the ordinary laws. It can be said to be above the six basic laws, but it is also difficult to comprehend and master. However, for millions of years, all those who can become saints through the laws of space are all famous figures!
If the earth level is a watershed for a cultivator's strength, the saint level is the watershed between mortals and saints. The path chosen from the beginning of becoming a saint basically determines future achievements, unless you are a genius like the enchantress
, abandoned the law and rebuilt it, and reached the peak again, but there are really too few people like this!
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It was late at night, and a cold wind suddenly blew in the city. There was a murderous intention hidden in the biting wind!
Yang Wanjun came to the area of the Gongsun family. The feud between the Gongsun family and the Mo family was no longer a matter of a day or two in the city. People belonging to the two families would rarely interact with each other under normal circumstances, let alone what happened today at the teleportation array.
That kind of thing.
Yang Wanjun's visit made many people smell something unusual, and more and more people gathered because of it.
Yang Wanjun came outside a mansion, stopped, and swung the sword at her waist, making a crisp sound.
"Xia Yuan, do you dare to fight?" the girl said calmly. Her voice was not loud, but it blended into the biting cold wind and spread clearly for miles around.
The crowd was talking a lot. When they saw Yang Wanjun finding this place, they probably had a little bit of understanding in their hearts, but they didn't expect it to be so straightforward. Although Yang Wanjun had never kept a low profile after entering the city, this was the first time that he took the initiative to invite a fight.
, and the target is Gongsun Lingyun’s direct disciple. The significance of their battle is not just limited to the two of them, but involves a wide range of things.
Yang and Xia were often compared in the past. After Yang Wanjun defeated the Nine Heavens Holy Tribulation, the rumors of comparison faded away. As long as you are not a fool, you can tell from the Holy Tribulation summoned when the two became saints.
The difference between the two.
"Why don't you dare!" Just as everyone was whispering about how Xia Yuan would respond, a cold shout came from the mansion.
Before anyone arrived, the voice came first, and a black-haired man appeared in front of everyone. His appearance was about 60 or 70% similar to Xia Ning's, but the sharpness in his eyes was far greater than that of his younger brother. His figure was more burly, and he already held a hand
Holding a pitch-black dragon-headed sword, the powerful momentum condensed into a ferocious dragon behind him. The black dragon was lifelike and possessed the power of a dragon.
After breaking the Saint, Xia Yuan's achievements have already surpassed that of his uncle Xia Yu, and his cultivation is extraordinary and he has become a Saint. Not to mention the Black Dragon Empire, there are few people in Hunwu City who can compete with him.
In front of tens of thousands of people, Xia Yuan could not refuse as long as he still had a trace of dignity. Once he refused to fight, he would be completely defeated. The failure was not only external, but also internal. The state of mind is not important to a cultivator.
It goes without saying that any regret or shadow left in your heart will become a terrible demonic obstacle in the future.
For Xia Yuan, he can be defeated, but he cannot be timid!
"Come on." The girl's tone didn't change at all, it was still as calm as ever. She held the handle of the knife in her right hand and bowed slightly. The wind tonight became even colder at this moment, making people's hair stand on end.
Xia Yuan's brows were solemn. He was not even 10% sure about this battle, but his dignity and state of mind left him with no choice at all. Once he was timid, he might never make any progress in this life.
"bring it on--!"
Xia Yuan raised his sword and let out a roar, raising his fighting spirit to the highest level and dispelling the fear in his heart.
"Roar——!" The black dragon behind him also let out a violent roar. At this moment, Xia Yuan's momentum reached its peak, as if he was not afraid of anything.
Under the violent power of the dragon, the onlookers felt a tightness in their chests, and their breathing rhythm was completely disrupted. Every time they took a breath in or out, there was a faint red pain in their chests.
While Xia Yuan was full of fighting spirit, Yang Wanjun never changed. She could not feel the strong fighting spirit from her body. It was just like when she came, only a faint coldness that kept people away from thousands of miles away.
As Xia Yuan's fighting spirit reached its peak, the black dragon took the initiative to merge with him. Its momentum climbed crazily, reaching a frightening level. It waved the dragon-headed sword in its hand and launched a storm-like offensive, like a hundred dragons roaring, unstoppable.
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The people watching the battle around were astonished. The fighting power displayed by Xia Yuan at this moment did not look like a newly promoted saint at all. I am afraid that the upper saints were nothing more than this.
The fusion of Qi beasts, human and beast, can increase a body refiner's combat power several times to ten times in a short period of time. The difference depends on the difference between the Qi beast simulated by the body refiner and the real soul beast, and whether it is different from the real soul beast.
Be consistent with yourself.
The Qi beasts of the Xia Dynasty of the Black Dragon Empire have always been condensed based on the black dragon as a blueprint. Needless to say, the degree of simulation is undeniable. Especially the black dragon condensed by Xia Yuan has reached the point where the fake is confused with the real one.
Everyone was shocked. Under Yang Wanjun's radiant light, they unknowingly ignored the others. No one thought that Xia Yuan was hidden so deeply. He has now undoubtedly revealed all his trump cards and can fight for the upper hand.
Saint! Is it possible for Xia Yuan to make a comeback?
Facing Xia Yuan's stormy offensive, Yang Wanjun slowly pulled out the sword from her waist with her right hand, her eyes glowed with a hint of blue, and the world reflected in her eyes changed drastically in an instant. Everything was eclipsed, but
Countless silk-like threads appeared...
The sword was unsheathed, and the friction between the blade and the blade made a sound. It was clear and sweet, invisible to the naked eye. Every sound of the sword would gradually disintegrate Xia Yuan's momentum.
The girl draws the knife, and the action of drawing the knife is always so slow in the eyes of outsiders. Anyone who stares at the person who draws the knife will unconsciously fall into a dream-like illusion. What seems to be an extremely slow movement is actually just lightning.
At the moment of flint, when he realized that the sword was unsheathed, he was unable to save the day.
The moment the sword was unsheathed, there was a flash of light, and the sword had already been sheathed. Then there was a melodious buzzing sound. The girl drew and retracted the sword too fast, and the speed of sound could no longer keep up with his hand speed.
The cry of the long knife was as sweet as the cry of the phoenix, making the listener's heart tremble. I don't know how long it took for everyone to wake up from the magic sound of the sword. At this time, they discovered that the people in the field were
The dragon's power was gone, and Xia Yuan fell silently.
Many saints in the field felt a cold chill coming from the bottom of their hearts. They had no idea what had just happened. When did the girl draw the sword, when did she put it away, how many swords were drawn, and where she struck...
They didn't know all this. If the girl's target just now was not Xia Yuan but them, they asked themselves whether they could avoid that knife. No matter how many times they simulated it, the answer chilled them... Impossible!
Xia Yuan was able to fight against a high-ranking saint just now, but he was still defeated by Yatou's sword. Unless a peak saint or a divine envoy comes in person, no one can avoid that sword!
No one could see any wounds on the fallen Xia Yuan. Except for the girl, I am afraid no one can understand how Xia Yuan was defeated. The girl just shot a knife, but the target was not Xia Yuan, but Xia Yuan.
Cutting off the fate line between Xia Yuan and the Qi Beast would be equivalent to cutting off the connection between Xia Yuan and the Qi Beast, forcibly destroying his state of unity between human and beast.
The Qi beast is the essence of a body refining master's life. The more powerful the Qi beast is, the more of the body refining master's essence is condensed. Especially in the fusion state of humans and animals, there is no doubt that the part between humans and beasts is broken by the girl's force.
It was equivalent to giving Xia Yuan a fatal blow.
"You are a lawless and wild girl, and you have spread your wild ways to my Gongsun family. You really think that there is no one in my Gongsun family!"
Only a few seconds after Xia Yuan fell, an angry shout came from the distance, and everyone's eyes were dazzled. Gongsun Lingyun had appeared. When he saw Xia Yuan lying on the ground, his eyes became even more angry.
As soon as he received the news, he rushed over as soon as possible, but it turned out that he was still a step late. I am afraid that among the saints who entered the country, no one could deal with this wild girl. What he had always been worried about came true. It was not that Yun Xinci was soft on him before.
This wild girl was merciless and wanted to strangle her in the cradle many times, but Mo Xi protected her so tightly that there was nowhere to start. If she strangled her by force, Mo Xi would seize the opportunity and strike back!
After the wild girl became a saint, her wings gradually grew, and Gongsun Lingyun understood that the best opportunity to kill her had been missed...
"With the Lord of Mo City protecting you, you will be arrogant and kill your fellow tribesmen. You will not be allowed to live!"
Gongsun Lingyun didn't give the girl a chance to speak at all. A hint of evil flashed in his eyes, and he slapped the girl. The moment the dark palm print appeared, the space was broken.
Everyone watching the battle was breathless. Gongsun Lingyun was really planning to kill him with this palm. This time Yang Wanjun came to the door voluntarily. He had other reasons to let go of such a good opportunity.
Divine envoys are the group of people who are closest to gods in this world. The most accomplished divine envoys can hide the laws of heaven and earth by raising their hands and feet. They do not need any weapons and can tear apart space with a punch or a palm.
The appearance of Gongsun Lingyun did not make the girl lose her sense of proportion. Her eyes were still cold and she looked at Gongsun Lingyun without a trace of fear. She was too calm, which made Gongsun Lingyun feel a little uncertain in her heart!