He stared intently at Oniwu Shengjun, and his usually calm heart suddenly started beating wildly.
In an instant, all the emotions surged into his heart. Panic, excitement, fear, surging fighting spirit, terror of death... Endless complex emotions completely overwhelmed Li Hanxue like a frenzy.
Li Hanxue instinctively felt the ultimate threat, which was even greater than Gong Xiyang and Xuanyuan Dongqing!
Even if Li Hanxue had never seen Lord Guiwu before, and even if Lord Zixu didn't say the name of Lord Guiwu, he could still be 100% sure that this white-haired man was the most recognized Saint Lord in Nebula Continent - Guiwu.
Holy King.
"Is he the Onimusha Sage?" Li Hanxue subconsciously touched the Emperor's Child at her waist and thought to herself, "You and I are both indebted to Senior Nonghuo Monk. You got the Onimusha True Sword, and I got the Emperor's Child.
This is no accident. If there is a chance, I will definitely fight with you!"
When Chen Dingyuan saw Lord Oniwu, he was not like other masters of the Lord. There was no trace of shock on his face. There was only excitement and almost crazy joy on his face!
Chen Dingyuan actually turned around and did not fight Li Hanxue. His eyes widened to the limit, and his whole body was shaking with excitement, "Oniwu Shengjun, are you finally willing to fight me? I have finally waited for this day, come on.
, fight with me!"
Lord Oniwu slowly floated down from the sky, his large black clothes rustling in the wind, and his white hair dancing in the wind. He slowly walked towards Chen Dingyuan, and all the masters of the Lord gave way.
Saint Lord Zixu showed a smile and said, "Sage Lord Ghost Martial Arts, long time no see."
Lord Oniwu turned his head, glanced at Lord Zixu lightly, nodded, and then walked straight towards Chen Dingyuan.
Chen Dingyuan was trembling all over, and the holy sword in his hand was buzzing. Whether this was due to excitement or fear, even Chen Dingyuan couldn't tell.
Lord Oniwu spoke, his voice still low and rough, "Did you impersonate my name and show off everywhere?"
Chen Dingyuan's arms shook, he took a breath of courage, held his head high and said: "Yes, it's me!"
"Why?" Lord Oniwu asked, "You should know that I hate others using my name the most."
Chen Dingyuan snorted coldly: "It's just a name. You can use it, but I can't?"
Oniwu Shengjun said calmly: "This name can only be used by me. If anyone else uses this name, they will die!"
Lord Onimu's voice always maintained the same tone of voice. He was neither vicious nor violent, but it gave people a stronger oppression than any demon.
Like an emperor in charge of life and death, what he says is the law and cannot be disobeyed or disobeyed.
If you want to resist, you must pay the price with your life.
Even the magic masters present felt a little short of breath. The invisible sense of oppression was too strong. Chen Dingyuan laughed loudly: "What a joke! You forbid others to use this name, but I, Chen Dingyuan, insist on using this name! Three
Ten years ago, you dared to humiliate me and refuse to fight with me. Today I will return this shame to you a hundred times. Sure enough, my strength has reached a level that can rival you.
Du, that's why you finally couldn't help but take action, right? Hahaha... Come on, come and compete with me. There is no need for the battle for the best in the world on Longhui Island. Here, we will decide the winner.
Whoever wins will be number one in the world!"
Chen Dingyuan has always been brooding about the fact that Oniwu Shengjun ignored him before, and he has deep resentment. Now that Oniwu Shengjun finally came to him on his own initiative, Chen Dingyuan thought that Oniwu Shengjun had begun to truly regard him as a person to some extent.
Enemy.
Chen Dingyuan dreams about the moment when he fights against Oniwu Sage, drags him down from the altar, and then replaces him and becomes a legend!
After hearing Chen Dingyuan's words, everyone showed anger, "This guy actually treats us like nothing and looks down on us nakedly. It's really abominable!"
"Don't worry, this Chen Dingyuan can never be the opponent of Oniwu Shengjun, and he dares to challenge Oniwu Shengjun without weighing his own weight."
"In my opinion, Chen Dingyuan will definitely lose miserably. Within ten moves, Lord Oniwu will definitely kill him!" "Ten moves?" A saint next to him was surprised, "It's unlikely, Lord Oniwu will definitely win.
I am convinced. But Qingchen Saint Lord and the others also said just now that Chen Dingyuan’s strength is almost as strong as theirs. It took seven days and seven nights before the battle between Zixu Saint Lord and Oniwu Saint Lord to determine the winner.
It shouldn’t be possible for Lord Oniwu to defeat Chen Dingyuan within ten moves, right?”
Saint Qingchen on the side said: "Brother Zixu, do you think what level of strength Saint Lord Guiwu has reached now?" Saint Lord Zixu shook his head, "I don't know either, but you and I have already reached it.
Once you have reached the peak level, you can only become a dragon warrior. This Chen Dingyuan is not much weaker than us. If Oniwu Shengjun wants to defeat Chen Dingyuan, it should not be a matter of one or two moves. This is a battle that cannot be fought.
, it will probably take a lot of time for these two people to decide whether they are alive or dead. The master of Longhui Island will not let them fight indiscriminately."
Saint Qingchen said: "Brother Zixu's words are reasonable."
Lord Oniwu glanced at Chen Dingyuan and said calmly: "I came to you, not to compete with you, but to kill you."
Chen Dingyuan roared loudly, "That's what I want! Lord Oniwu, come on, draw your sword! Use all your skills to kill me, and I, Chen Dingyuan, will join you! Today I will fight you for three hundred rounds until I die."
stop!"
"Three hundred rounds?" A faint smile appeared on Oniwu Shengjun's face, which seemed like mockery, ridicule, and more like pity.
No matter who sees this kind of gaze, they will not be able to stand it.
"Oniwu Shengjun, how dare you underestimate me! I will let you die without a burial place!" Chen Dingyuan roared loudly, "Yin Yang Thunder Domain, Yuanlong Tianding, Great Transformation Wuji!"
Chen Dingyuan struck with both palms, and the three most powerful moves at the bottom of the box were blasted towards Oniwu Shengjun.
Oniwu Sage took three steps back slowly, his speed was astonishingly fast, but in the eyes of all the saints, it was as if he was strolling in the courtyard. No one would be more calm than him, and no one would be more calm and composed than him.
Facing the overwhelming magical powers rushing towards him, Lord Oniwu used the three-foot distance brought by his retreat to slowly draw his sword.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the sharp sword in the hand of Lord Oniwu.
It was a sword with a scabbard as rough as meteorite. It looked like a dark stone stick. But the edge of the blade seemed to be able to strike directly into the heart and cut into pieces the soul of a person! This is