"Master, who are these people? In this harsh place, they are still fighting to death so fiercely?"
An old man and a young man stood in mid-air, with a big black umbrella floating above their heads. The big umbrella kept rotating, rotating all the lightning aside.
The young man looked at the battle in the distance with a solemn expression on his face.
It was difficult for him to understand why so many people were surrounding the young man and woman.
What is the deep hatred?
What surprised him was that this pair of young men and women, whose cultivation was not high, could withstand the siege of so many people.
The current battle situation was extremely fierce, but the man and woman withstood all attacks, dragging the battle into a state of anxiety.
The black-robed old man's eyes flashed and he said calmly: "The party with more people should be the three major sects of the Kamikaze Dynasty, namely the Yumo Sect, Shenheng Sect and Qitian Sword Sect. Looking at the ages of these young people, they should all be like this
The proud disciples of the three major sects..."
"There are too many people bullying those who are small. It's really not heroic at all!"
The handsome girl next to her said angrily.
"It's hard to say. Maybe it was this pair of young prodigies who took the initiative to provoke them?"
The black-haired old man smiled playfully.
The girl pouted and said: "How is that possible, Master, who in the Kamikaze Dynasty dares to offend the talented disciples of these three major sects? This pair of young men cannot be so unwise, right?"
"Well, let me see if any of their elders are around..."
The black-haired old man clasped his hands behind his back and looked around. His consciousness spread out and he found no expert within a thousand miles.
"It's really strange. This pair of young men and women are supposed to be great talents. Are their elders so relieved that they let them fight here?"
The old man said to himself, a trace of suspicion flashed across his face.
He is a monk at the tenth level of the Destiny Realm, and his spiritual consciousness is extremely terrifying.
He glanced around, but did not find the pair of young men and women who were protecting the path.
This is somewhat unconventional.
But how could this small Kamikaze Dynasty have such an outstanding young man and woman?
It's comparable to the two evil apprentices he taught.
"Look carefully at their battle. If the two of you fight against the two of them, do you think there is a chance of winning?"
The black-haired old man suddenly asked with a smile.
The boy and girl remained silent and began to carefully observe the fierce battle in the distance.
As geniuses at the tenth level of Shenqiao Realm, they have naturally experienced many battles.
But I have never seen such a fierce and chaotic fighting situation.
Lightning fell densely in the air, and the surrounding trees continued to eject lightning, and there were streaks of sword light, as dense as a tide.
However, the movement skills of the young man and woman were extremely good. They turned into phantoms of divine dragons, making it difficult to distinguish between true and false, and no attack could touch them.
"The body is so strong!"
The girl exclaimed, with a look of shock in her eyes.
They have also seen many geniuses, but when it comes to martial arts, the only ones who can reach this level of perfection on the fifth floor of the Divine Bridge Realm are the young man and woman in front of them.
"Master, this young man and woman should be inferior to us!"
After observing for a while.
The young man came to a conclusion. When he said this conclusion, there was a hint of arrogance in the depths of his eyes.
"hehe!"
The black-haired old man smiled and nodded in agreement. After all, these were the two evil disciples he had spent countless efforts training.
In terms of cultivation level, his individual strength far surpassed that of the young man and woman on the battlefield.
He looked at the battlefield in the distance and said with a smile: "That pair of young men and women also have the blood of divine beasts flowing in their bodies. They should be the blood of divine dragons, which is similar to our Black Bird bloodline. However, this pair of young men and women have good talents.
But there is not even a protector, so it would be a pity if he died!"
"Master, it means those two guys are too arrogant, they are both stupid people!"
The young man snorted coldly and said, his eyes sharp, like two sharp swords.
His body naturally showed powerful sword intent.
The three people were silently observing the battle.
And in the center of the battle.
However, Luo Li and Jun Moxiao became more and more courageous as they fought. Their bodies transformed by the ancestral dragon's essence and blood gave them long-lasting strength and amazing physical strength. They seemed to never know how tired they were.
On the other hand, people from the three major sects can no longer support it.
These people have suffered a serious loss of mana and physical strength. Although they can take elixirs to replenish their mana, the rate at which the elixirs can replenish their mana is far less than the rate at which their mana is lost.
These talented disciples from the three major sects were all extremely angry. No matter how they attacked, they could not touch these two people.
…
An hour passed.
People from the three major sects began to show signs of fatigue.
The three people who were watching the battle from a distance finally showed a look of surprise on their faces.
"Master, is the dragon's blood so strong? Can it allow them to fight for so long without showing signs of fatigue?"
The young man asked with a frown.
If he and his junior sister ended up fighting against people from the three major sects at the same time, even though they had the blood of the Black Bird in their bodies, they would not be able to persist for so long without showing signs of fatigue.
"It stands to reason that it is not possible. The monks with the dragon bloodline on the mainland today have extremely thin bloodline, and they will definitely not be able to last this long..."
The black-haired old man said thoughtfully.
"Then why can they?" the girl asked from the side.
"I'm not sure about this. Maybe they have some treasures on them..."
The black-haired old man smiles.
"treasure?"
The young man's eyes suddenly lit up. Looking back at the battle, his eyes were completely different.
Which monk in the world wouldn't be jealous of a treasure like this that can continuously replenish mana and physical strength during battle?
Especially since he and his junior sister were about to participate in a big battle, they needed these two treasures to enhance their combat effectiveness.
"Master, why don't I kill them both!"
The young man suddenly pulled out his sword, his body exuding a sense of sharpness.
"Don't worry, let's see how the battle goes..."
The black-haired old man smiled slightly.
The girl beside her giggled: "Senior brother, what master means is for you to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight and reap the benefits of the fishermen. You don't even understand this?"
"Got it! Got it!"
The young man shook his head helplessly and put the sword behind his back.
The three people continued to observe the trend of the battle and were ready to take action at any time according to the situation.
Another half hour passed.
The form of fighting has undergone a fundamental reversal.
The talented disciples of these three major sects were all sweating profusely and exhausted. They were defeated one by one by Luo Li and Lord Grim.
In the blink of an eye, the army was defeated like a mountain.
The astonishing sword rays stabbed countless talented disciples of the three major sects in just a short moment.
"Run!" The talented disciples of the three major sects who had reached the ninth and tenth levels of the Shenqiao realm were all frightened to death. They no longer had any fighting spirit, so they turned around and ran away.
"Want to run?"
Lord Mo laughed coldly, and a sword light swept over him.
laugh!
A rainbow-like sword light suddenly fell from the sky and shattered Lord Grim's attack.
A young man stood proudly on the ground, looking at Lord Grim with a cold smile on his lips.