The three bodies went towards the top of the Miao Altar, and whoever rushed to the Miao Altar first was obviously different in terms of momentum.

The people below looked at each other in surprise.

The Holy Son is worthy of being the Holy Son, and the speed of the three of them is quite amazing, at least none of the people below can do it.

This is far beyond the limits of a normal person.

The strength of the three of them is the pinnacle of existence in the realm of heaven.

And in this pinnacle, there will be one person, and that is the invincible existence of the pinnacle.

"Up!!"

In a short period of time, the three bodies rushed to the Miao Altar, but the people of the clan above could see it clearly, and they were the first to rush up.

It is Duanmu Xiaofei among the three holy sons!

"This kid!!"

On Tuoba Clan's side, Tuoba Yuhua and Tuoba Jinghe stood together, and both of them were taught a hard lesson by Yi Xiaofei.

It can be said that they have lost face in the super tribe, and now they wish that Yi Xiaofei would die.

But at this moment, in the potential confrontation between the three of them, Yi Xiaofei was a little ahead, which made the two of them quite unhappy in their hearts.

The eyes of the five elders of the Mandate of Heaven also looked at the three of them, no matter what, one of the three will be the prince of the Miao tribe in southern Xinjiang.

This identity represents the face of the Miao people in southern Xinjiang.

In all aspects, we must show a very good side, and strength is the key point among the key points.

There are too many eyes condensed on the bodies of the three of them.

belonged to Baili Yu, and Hu Yan Zhijie's gaze looked at Yi Xiaofei next to him at the same time.

The speed that Yi Xiaofei showed just now is really good. But speed is speed, and in actual combat, it is not enough to rely on speed alone.

"The battle of the Holy Son! life and death, the winner is the prince of the Miao tribe in my southern Xinjiang!!"

A cheer rang out, which was an exciting thing for everyone present.

Because this is already related to the interests of many people, not to mention that this is also a custom of the Miao people in southern Xinjiang.

Every place is cruel, but the situation is different.

There is no need to say more words, after all, the three people who are the focus on the field now already know it clearly.

Including the top of the Miao Altar, everyone who watched this duel knew it.

This is the Ji tribe, the Di tribe, joining forces to fight against the Leng tribe.

Duanmu Xiaofei, what needs to be done is to fight two!

"Qingquan! I see you're nervous?

Dugu Zhentian looked at the cold spring next to him and smiled slightly.

"Law Enforcement Great Elder! This kind of thing is related to the future of my Leng clan, how can I not be nervous! If Xiao Fei is one-on-one, I really don't have to worry too much, but this time, Xiao Fei needs to fight against two people!"

"That's so unfair!!"

Speaking of this, Leng Qingquan sighed lightly.

"The so-called fairness is not absolute, this is also a test for him! If you want to become a dragon among people, it is not so simple!"

"Now, in my eyes, these three people are the game between the dragons, and if they win, that is the way to gather luck in one person and become a real dragon!!"

Dugu Zhentian looked at Yi Xiaofei tightly, and at this time, the three figures moved, and this move completely started the battle of the Holy Son.

The spiritual power on the three of them burst out.

In the Heavenly Realm, it is absolutely rare to have such strength as three people.

And at this moment, Yi Xiaofei's eyes were full of purple and red, which was the use of the five-stage dragon.

In the collision of the three, Bai Liyu and Huyan Zhijie joined forces to attack.

In the hands of the three of them, the blade of spiritual power condensed, belonging to Yi Xiaofei's right hand, and when condensed, it was a pale blood-colored blade of spiritual power, which looked enchanting.

Bang!

The handover of the blade of spiritual power, in the handover, the blades of spiritual power of Baili Yu and Huyan Zhijie were constantly collapsing, but in the process of dispersing, they were healing at an extremely fast speed.

This made the two of them look at each other, and they could see a trace of shock in the eyes of both parties.

After all, this is the first time that such a situation has been encountered!

Disheveled!

Another collision made Yi Xiaofei's body retreat, and similarly, under the strong impact, Bai Liyu and Huyan Zhijie also retreated.

"Is that all you two have to do?"

"It's really disappointing!"

Yi Xiaofei sneered, and there was a strong provocation in these words.

The combination of the two, Duanmu Xiaofei, is still angering the two, what a self-confidence this is.

In the eyes of outsiders, Yi Xiaofei's behavior is very stupid. After all, at this moment, they didn't do their best with each other.

However, the more Yi Xiaofei is like this, the more admirable and admirable he is.

Wow......

On Yi Xiaofei's left hand, a pale blood-colored spiritual power blade was also condensed.

The use of dual functions and double blades, for Yi Xiaofei, World War II is equivalent to World War II.

"This kid actually has such a hand!"

For the Ji tribe and the people of the Di tribe, this Duanmu Xiaofei in front of him is really a big scourge.

Especially that kind of self-confidence, it's so unpleasant!!

"Dual-minded!Bastard, that's your self-confidence!!"

Bai Liyu and Hu Yan Zhijie, looking at Yi Xiaofei, the other party does have the ability, but this ability is not enough for Duanmu Xiaofei to be arrogant in front of the two.

To be arrogant, there is a price to pay, and this price is to pay for life.

"Let me know how to write dead words!!"

The two of them shouted angrily, and under this angry shout, the offensive became more fierce than before, especially when the two of them still cooperated.

Yi Xiaofei became more and more solemn and serious.

The spiritual power in the body began to compress little by little.

Double the compression!

Twice compression!

Triple compression!

Quadruple compression!

The compression of spiritual power was four times, and under this fourfold compression, the blades of spiritual power on both hands were cut out.

The three figures stepped on the changes in their footsteps, and they all seemed very flexible.

Wow......

Under the violent impact, the blades of spiritual power on Yi Xiaofei's hands collapsed.

And after the rout, he clenched his hands into fists and attacked with both fists, and this attack collided with Bai Liyu and Huyan Zhijie's fists.

Rumble!

The floor tiles stepped on by the three of them exploded directly, and they couldn't withstand the huge force of the three of them.

There is a huge killing intent in his eyes, and it has to be said that there is only one side of the victory.

Loser, there is only one result, and that is death!!

"Stop the two of us, you're still a little tender!"

Bai Liyu and Hu Yan Zhijie, the spiritual power in the whole person began to be more violent, after all, the two of them have only exerted ten percent of their strength so far.

And at this moment, it is undoubtedly beginning to use ten percent of the strength, and the use of ten percent of the strength indicates the real end for the two of them!

(End of chapter)