Although Princess Luofu is not the Emperor of Jin and does not have the supreme majesty of an emperor, she is still a royal goddess. To put it bluntly,
"This bronze tripod was made by Taizu Emperor Jin himself. It represents the supreme imperial power of the Jin Dynasty. The copper ball was taken out of this bronze tripod, so it also represents the will of Taizu Jin Emperor. Who Nothing can be changed." Princess Luofu stood upright, with a long and slender snow neck, and there were as many as forty-five golden dragon-shaped gases flowing around her body. She added: "The order of the third battle has been decided, it won't happen. If it is changed again, anyone who questions this will be questioning the will of Taizu Jin Emperor."
No one said anything anymore. Princess Luofu had already blamed Taizu Jin Emperor for this matter. Even the three princes and nine ministers were in awe. If others were not aware of current affairs, they would be charged with contempt for the imperial power. ,
In the battle of twenty-five to thirteen, Feng Feiyun once again had a bye, and seemed particularly calm. He continued to wander among the battle stages, observing every battle between top talents. As the battle entered this level, it became more intense. Even the top few of the younger generation have unfolded their trump cards and cannot win so easily.
The battle stage at Tianzihao was between "Big Head Buddha" and "Long Qingyang". As expected, many spectators gathered under the stage at Tianzihao.
In the previous battles, Big Head Buddha, who had a mysterious origin, used two damaging moves to win the battle. He was known as the most sinister genius of the previous generation. He was so sinister that he almost killed himself twice.
Long Qingyang was extraordinarily gorgeous and graceful. Many monks had never seen such a "beauty" before. He was as beautiful as a painting. These people couldn't help but be attracted to him and became his loyal admirers.
Feng Feiyun was dressed all in black and stood under the fighting platform. His aura was so extraordinary that the spectators around him stayed away and did not dare to get too close to him.
Both Bi Ningshuai and Long Qingyang were already standing on the battlefield, looking at each other from a distance. The battle had not yet started, but Bi Ningshuai was a few steps behind in terms of momentum. He stood at the corner of the battle platform, looking like he would be ready at any moment. The appearance of jumping off the battlefield,
Feng Feiyun saw several big figures in the world of immortality coming to the Tianzihao battle platform to watch the battle. The Supreme Elder of the Xiyue Clan, the Deputy Hall Master of the Seventh Hall of the Senluo Hall, the Baotian Hou among the Eighteen Heavenly Lords... all of them were Quan Qing. There were at least six or seven overlords on one side, each occupying a side. They all came to cheer Long Qingyang, with strange looks in their eyes.
"This Long Qingyang is really powerful. Just a few days after arriving in the Shenjin Dynasty, he has already hooked up with several big figures in the world of immortality. If he were a woman, he would be even more amazing and could bring trouble to the world." Feng Feiyun looked at it. People are always very accurate. From the expressions of these important figures, it can be seen that they must have an extraordinary relationship with Long Qingyang, and they have probably been conquered by his "beauty".
A woman who knows how to use her beauty to conquer men, and thereby conquer the whole world, is definitely a terrible woman.
And if a man can do this with his beauty, then this man will be even more terrifying.
It's no wonder that Long Qingyang is more attractive than the most beautiful woman in the Tianlong Dynasty. It's hard for anyone to reject such a person, not to mention that he understands men better than women.
"Little brother, why don't you take off your helmet and let me see what you look like." Long Qingyang had a slim figure and a thin voice as he slowly walked towards Bi Ningshuai.
His steps are light, his voice is soft, his skin is as smooth as snow, his long black hair hangs down, swaying in the majesty, and his beautiful eyes are full of worry and resentment, which is particularly alluring.
"You... don't come over. Believe it or not, I will jump from here right away." Bi Ningshuai backed away repeatedly and retreated to the corner of the fighting platform. Half of his feet were in the air, and he did not dare to get too far away from Long Qingyang. close,
Long Qingyang's charm is really terrifying. Several giants who have been cultivating for hundreds of years have fallen into his hands. Bi Ningshuai has no self-confidence. If he gets close to him, he will probably do something embarrassing.
Long Qingyang was full of charm and did not stop. He smiled with dimples and said softly: "Little brother, please don't jump from here, otherwise I will be very sad."
"I fucking jumped." Bi Ningshuai closed his eyes tightly and shouted, but he didn't jump after all. After all, it took a lot of effort to get to this point. If he gave up easily, he would be very unwilling.
"You can't bear to leave me alone on the battlefield. You are such a cruel person." Long Qingyang has already walked in front of Bi Ningshuai. There is no trace of spiritual energy flowing on his body. He is extremely delicate and does not show any lethality. , slender jade fingers gently wiped the eyes, as if crying,
A woman's fragrance exudes from her body, like a midnight orchid,
Long Qingyang took a step forward again. His body was light and soft, like a girl who had been living in a boudoir for a long time. He was really compassionate.
Bi Ningshuai's body shrank into a ball and squatted directly in the corner of the fighting platform, trembling all over, gritting his teeth and shouting: "Damn it, you are so cruel, I won't play anymore."
"Boom."
Bi Ningshuai was forced to jump off the fighting platform and run away. When he was far away, he squatted on the ground again and panted violently, as if he had just been killed among thousands of troops.
Feng Feiyun walked over with a smile and said, "I just admit defeat."
Bi Ningshuai raised his head and rolled his eyes at him, saying: "What else can I do if I don't admit defeat? If I fight against that human monster, I will definitely lose even more miserably."
Feng Feiyun consoled him: "You made a wise choice. Come on, follow me to the Xuanzihao battle platform."
The two came to the Xuanzihao battle platform. The two people on the battle platform were still fighting. The battle was extremely fierce and earth-shattering. The entire battle platform was covered in cold air. Even the one hundred jade steps were frozen.
The cold wind roared and heavy snow fell from the sky,
These flying snow only fell around the Xuanzihao battle platform. It was obviously affected by the battle and caused changes in the environment.
"Beiming broke the sky using the "Beiming Divine Art", which condensed into the "Beiming Xuan Ice Armor". It is called the first defense in the same realm. No monk in the same realm can break it."
One of the two people fighting on the battlefield was Beiming Potian.
The one who fought against Beiming Potian was also a monster with mysterious origins. He was less than one and a half meters tall, his body was like a clay cast, his skin was covered with mud, his eyes were like stones, without any brilliance.
"The name of this man who participated in the battle was 'Clay Man Mu'. He once beat an elderly monk with the fifth level of destiny to pieces with one palm and his body turned into mud."
"This is an ancient magical power that has not appeared in the world for a long time. Obviously, the origin of this clay figurine is extraordinary and not simple."
Although Bi Ningshuai is often unreliable, he is very knowledgeable. He said: "The Clay Man Wood can kill a monk with the fifth level of destiny with one palm. Its attack power is extraordinary. Among the younger generation of monks, its attack power can be ranked in the top ten. , but still unable to break through Beiming's ice armor."
Although Beiming Potian has practiced epee, his attack power is not what he is best at. His real strength is his defense power, which is invincible in the same realm.
If his defense cannot be broken, he will remain undefeated.
What Feng Feiyun is best at is speed, followed by attack, and finally defense.
If Beiming Potian's defense is number one among the younger generation, then Feng Feiyun's speed is number one among the younger generation.
"How confident are you that you can break through Beiming's ice armor?" Bi Ningshuai asked,
Feng Feiyun shook his head and said: "We haven't really fought each other, so I don't know how strong Beiming Potian's defense is."
"That's right, once your cultivation has reached your level, there are so many factors that affect the battle that no one can predict the outcome."
On the battlefield, the fighting methods are terrifying. Both of them are the top talents of the younger generation. Every spell is mysterious and as powerful as the roaring waves.
Beiming's sky-breaking defense is unparalleled in the world. Walking on the battlefield, it is like entering and exiting an uninhabited land, gradually forcing the clay figures and trees downwards.
In terms of combat power, Clay Man Mu is not weaker than Beiming Potian, but his defensive power is several levels different. He struck Beiming Potian with one palm, and could only knock back Beiming Potian, but Beiming Potian's one strike The sword pressed against his body, but it could hurt him. This was the difference.
"The clay figure will definitely be defeated within ten moves." Feng Feiyun asserted,
Sure enough, in the ninth move, Beiming Potian fired a sword technique. The heavy sword rolled like a mountain, and the clay figure was knocked out of the fighting platform. The mud on his body fell to the ground, and blood oozed from the mud. , lying on the ground, unable to stand up,
Above the imperial city, a divine cloud flew over, with thousands of yellow lights inside, and the shadow of a huge statue suspended in the sky.
The shadow of this statue is actually majestic, like the incarnation of a god. It reaches out a hand to lift up the clay figure lying on the ground, and then flies away into the sky.
Every super genius must have a strong person behind him to protect him.
Even though Beiming Potian had gone through a fierce battle, he was still majestic, spotless, majestic and proud.
He walked down step by step from the battle platform, and a group of servants from Beiming Clan went to meet him, but he turned towards Feng Feiyun and stopped in front of Feng Feiyun, with a pair of fierce eyes. Guang said: "You got a bye in three draws. This is really good luck. Princess Luofu is really very fond of you. Now I have seven levels of confidence that you are the one who cheated to death."
Feng Feiyun stood there, looking particularly relaxed, and said: "I don't even know what you are talking about, Brother Beiming."
"Hmph, the matter between you and Princess Luofu can be hidden from others, but not from our Beiming Clan. Even if you can enter the top four, we will definitely meet in the decisive battle. Then I will let you The true colors are revealed." Beiming Potian said with strong confidence.
"Hehe, then thanks to Brother Beiming's good advice, maybe I can really continue to have byes until I enter the top four." Feng Feiyun smiled and faced off with Beiming Potian.
The confrontation between the two geniuses, with murderous intent hidden in their words, attracted a lot of attention.
"I hope you won't be too defeated by then, otherwise Princess Luofu will be the woman on my bed." Beiming Potian turned around and left, carrying a heavy sword on his back and leading a giant red deer into a palace. Rest in it,