King dajinpeng said, "I have long guessed that there will be a war between Ning Xiaochuan and Yue Wuyang. They are both the favored ones of heaven and enemies at the same time. The decisive battle between them is still quite interesting. If anyone can kill another person, within ten years, that person will become the most powerful person in Yulan empire."

Qing penghou nodded, "With Ning Xiaochuan's growth rate and his command of imperial power, he can enter the temple of heaven to practice. Within ten years, he is really likely to reach a higher level than the demon emperor. However... Although Yue Wuyang is one generation higher than Ning Xiaochuan and is ahead of Ning Xiaochuan in martial arts cultivation, his talent is much worse than Ning Xiaochuan. I'm afraid he can't reach the top masters of the jade haze empire within ten years."

King dajinpeng shook his head and said, "that was before. In the temple of the emperor of heaven, Yue Wuyang got a great opportunity. His talent level has reached '7000 years' and his physique is no longer weaker than that of Ning Xiaochuan. If Ning Xiaochuan's talent level is also' 7000 years', this time he will suffer a great loss by breaking into the marquis in Yunzhong."

"Seven... Seven thousand years." Qing Peng Hou was so surprised that his chin fell to the ground. This talent level is too frightening. After the apotheosis era passed, it was almost never heard that anyone could reach such a high talent level.

This is a talent level that only exists in rumors.

King dajinpeng said, "before sending troops to attack the sect rebellion, Yue Wuyang broke through the Tongtian bridge, reaching the 18th floor in all, and became the first person in history. Yue Wuyang is extremely insidious, and he can't stay. I hope Ning Xiaochuan can kill him, get rid of this great danger, and avoid the king's own hands."

"I'm afraid it will be difficult."

After knowing Yue Wuyang's talent level, Qing penghou was deeply shocked.

Thinking of the bloody heart in the river, Ning Xiaochuan's anger is constantly rising.

With the blood flowing all over the body, the Qi of extermination in the body just wants to kill all the people in front of him.

"Wow -"

In the clouds, the Marquis burst into dazzling brilliance, and a circular array disk was activated by the monks of twelve Taoist gates to form a huge cover, covering Ning Xiaochuan in the center.

This array is based on twelve buildings. In each building, there is a monk of daomen in charge of the array, trapping Ning Xiaochuan in the array.

The elder Ke Qing of the marquis in the clouds and the strong men in the army rushed out one after another, smashing hundreds of Xuanqi into the array, and the light of Xuanqi completely drowned Ning Xiaochuan.

Although the background of the marquis in the clouds is not as profound as that of the hereditary Marquis, Yue Wuyang has also attracted many martial arts masters in recent years. All martial artists who have reached the level of immortality have been granted the title of elder Ke Qing.

Ningxiaochuan and Tiandi blade are almost integrated, and a huge virtual shadow of the emperor appears, with a crown on the head and a knife on the waist. The eyes open and close, releasing a sense of Imperial Majesty.

"Boom!"

Ning Xiaochuan chopped down with a knife and crushed more than a dozen mysterious weapons.

The Tiandi blade is naturally quite impolite. It absorbs all the soldiers' souls and essence in these Xuanqi. When the fragments of Xuanqi fall to the ground, they all turn into pieces of iron.

Outside the array, the martial arts strongmen in the Marquis house in the clouds were startled, and the power of the emperor's blade was too terrible. More than a dozen Xuanqi were discarded with just one hit.

They mobilized the power of their minds one after another and wanted to take back the Xuanqi.

"It's all here, so eat it all!" The emperor blade was very impolite, making a harsh sound like gold and stone friction.

The sound made by the Tiandi blade carries the penetrating power of the soldiers themselves. After hearing the sound, some martial artists with low martial arts cultivation pierced their eardrums and blood flowed out of their ears.

"Boom!"

On the surface of the emperor's blade, a circle of blood red brilliance appeared, wrapped more than 100 mysterious objects, and pulled them over.

"Hua la!"

More than 100 Xuanqi were devoured by the emperor's blade, and the brilliance of Xuanqi was dim, turning into waste vessels and falling to the ground.

The warriors in the Marquis house in the clouds were so angry that they vomited blood. That was more than 100 mysterious weapons, which was a shocking wealth. This time, the loss was too heavy.

"Wow!"

Ning Xiaochuan raised his knife with both hands and cut the array with one knife. The terrifying knife gas cut the whole Marquis house in the cloud in half, and a huge crack five meters wide was split in the middle.

At the same time, 333 Xuanshi flew out of Ning Xiaochuan's sleeve and fell into 333 directions of the marquis in the cloud, merging with the spiritual acupoints in the air.

"Childe Chuan, why did you come to the Marquis house in the clouds alone, and why didn't you bring the people of spirit mountain manor with you?" Yue Wuyang walked out leisurely.

He deliberately integrated the vitality of Wu Dao into his voice, and every word was as loud as thunder, trying to let the whole imperial city know that Ning Xiaochuan was the manor master of spirit mountain Manor - gongzichuan.

However, his voice finally did not spread out of the marquis in the clouds, and was blocked back by a halo.

The 333 Xuanshi just played by Ning Xiaochuan has become a simple "eight wind god array". Although it is not as powerful as the complete eight wind god array, it is more than enough to block the sound in the Marquis house in the clouds from being spread outside the array.

"Ning Xiaochuan turned out to be the big demon son Chuan of spirit mountain manor?" The warriors in the marquis in the clouds were shocked.

Some people wanted to spread the news, but as soon as they wanted to rush out, they were blown back by the power of the eight winds God array, and they couldn't escape the array at all.

Ning Xiaochuan's heart became indifferent. He released the double headed stone beast and the black haired ghost bat beast from the Xuan beast's mirror and said, "the people in the Marquis house in the cloud, cut the grass and root out."

This is the first time Ning Xiaochuan felt the blood devouring in his heart. He just wanted to kill everyone and even the whole world.

The idea flashed in his mind and was decisively contained by him.

He didn't want to be a blood devouring demon, but he had to kill. If he didn't kill all the people in the Marquis house in the cloud, he would die, and more people in spirit mountain manor and the Marquis house in the sword pavilion would also die.

"Kill!"

Ning Xiaochuan put aside all his thoughts, and since he has firmly established his purpose, he will fight without complaint and regret.

Tiandi blade also made a joyful sound, and surged out a knife light more than ten meters long.

Cut down with a knife, collided with the ghost wheel gun in Yue Wuyang's hand, and the ground sank again, forming a large pit with a diameter of 20 meters. Centered on Yue Wuyang, the ground cracked like a spider's web.

"Boom!"

The earth sank, and billowing smoke and dust rose from the bottom of the earth again.

This time, without any hesitation, Ning Xiaochuan killed all the smoke and dust in the big pit, and a fierce collision broke out with Yue Wuyang.

Yue Wuyang's body rushed out yellow "Xuanwu war Qi", wrapped the body, and the war Qi condensed into vigorous Qi, condensed into the shape of tortoise shell.

"Xuanwu war Qi" is a defense type of martial magic, known as the first defense magic.

Yue Wuyang's ability to condense basaltic war Qi into tortoise shells shows that he has cultivated basaltic war Qi to the level of "tangible and qualitative", which is like wearing a suit of armor made of basaltic leather.

With Yue Wuyang's current defense, even the seventh heaviest martial overlord in the territory of Di Zun can't easily break his basalt war spirit.

"What bullshit, basalt and war spirit, in Lao Tzu's eyes, there is no unbreakable magic power in the world." Tiandi blade made a human voice, which was quite harsh.

Ningxiaochuan mobilized a lot of energy, controlled the blade of the emperor of heaven, and chopped at Yue Wuyang.

The Tiandi blade is a divine weapon that surpasses the Jiupin Xuanqi. It is extremely sharp. Even if Yue Wuyang's cultivation has the spirit of basalt war, he dares not to touch the Tiandi blade with his body.

"Bang!"

Yue Wuyang shot out, and the tip of the gun gave out a kylin howl.

Tiandi blade and ghost wheel gun collided again, sparks splashed, and a deafening sound broke out, which was like two iron mountains colliding.

Being able to reach the level of eight mysterious weapons, the power of ghost wheel gun is naturally quite powerful, but after being chopped by the emperor's blade for dozens of times, the gun rod will crack into a gap and make a "Chi Chi" sound.

"Bang!"

Finally, this eight grade Xuanqi was cut by the emperor's blade, and a large amount of essence leaked out of the spear.

"If there is enough strength to support, I can chop that broken gun into slag with one knife." The emperor blade shouted.

"Then go chop!" Ningxiaochuan knew that the Tiandi blade wanted to absorb the essence of the ghost wheel gun, so he took the initiative to throw the Tiandi blade out, and he attacked Yue Wuyang with his bare hands.

The Tiandi blade naturally wants to absorb the essence of the ghost wheel gun. It is a eight grade Xuanqi, comparable to more than ten seven grade Xuanqi, which is a great tonic for it. If you let the supplements run away, it will be very distressed.

"Ning Xiaochuan, do you want to break Ben Hou's Basalt war spirit with your bare hands?" Yue Wuyang's face wore a cold smile.

"Do you think the Xuanwu war spirit is too strong to be broken?" Ningxiaochuan road.

"Then try your ghost sword?" Yue Wuyang laughed.

Although Ning Xiaochuan is furious, he hasn't completely lost his mind. He knows that there must be a lot of people paying attention to the battle in Yunzhong Hou's mansion now. Once he used the magic sword, wouldn't he expose his identity?

"Crackling!"

Ning Xiaochuan slapped Yue Wuyang with his palm. His palm was completely wrapped by lightning, and a beast shadow could be seen rushing out of his palm.

Fearless, Yue Wuyang also played a palm print magic, and his palm became like a dragon's claw.

He is confident that his physique will not be worse than that of Ning Xiaochuan, and his martial arts cultivation has entered the fifth level of dizun, which is two levels higher than that of Ning Xiaochuan. If he hits hard, he will be able to defeat Ning Xiaochuan with the momentum of destroying the withered and decaying.

As soon as his palm touched Ning Xiaochuan's palm, he felt something bad. A devouring force erupted from Ning Xiaochuan's body and was actually absorbing the vitality of martial arts in his body.

"Beiming magic skill!" Yue Wuyang's face changed.

He had only heard the horror of Beiming magic before, but he had never really contacted it. This contact made him scared and inexplicable. The vitality of martial arts in his body was completely out of his control, and he was sucked by Ning Xiaochuan.

Do you want to die under Beiming magic like this?

Yue Wuyang couldn't move, his muscles were concave and convex, and the blood in his body was retrograde. No matter how he fought back, there was no way to separate from Ning Xiaochuan, and the situation was extremely critical.

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