In Zhongzhou, Locked Airspace, Dayang City, a man in a white robe, with purple hair hanging down his shoulders, walked through the city, his face was full of freshness, and he was very interested in everything here.

"Have you heard, Wu Zidao of the Northern Netherworld Sect and Yuan Kun, a disciple of the Heavenly Wu Venerable, are fighting in Vietnam not far outside the city, so let's go and see the excitement. On the street, a man said to another with a fluttering eyebrow.

"Wu Zidao, is that the person who was praised by the Northern Hell Sect as the first son of the sect for a thousand years? It is said that this person is twenty-six years old this year, and he has cultivated to the pinnacle of the Dao realm, and he is a masterpiece of a generation in the locked airspace, which is enough to rank among the top figures of the younger generation in the mainland. ”。

"Hehe, that Yuankun is also a generation of Tianjiao, back then he fought with the lifeless swordsman Leng Wusheng, and lost in one move, but now after all these years, his strength has improved greatly, this battle is definitely a big battle, go and take a look, it is rare to see in a hundred years. ”。

When the purple-haired man heard this, the corners of his mouth curled, "Hehe, let me see how strong the Tianjiao here is!" After speaking, he walked with the crowd towards the outside of the city.

This person is none other than Zhang Huairen, who came from the earth with Ji Feng, a month ago, Zhang Huairen broke through and learned the news that the Daluo Immortal Domain was about to open, and he also wanted to enter to find an opportunity, so before opening, he also went out to practice like Ji Feng and hone his body.

Outside the city, on a large clearing thirty miles away, two men looked at each other from afar, their breath rising more than once, and their fighting spirit rushed into the night.

There are many onlookers in the distance, most of them are monks, Wu Zidao and Yuan Kun are prominent in the lock empty domain domain, although this battle is not a lot of attention, but the righteous Daluo Immortal Domain is opened, but this kind of competition will always attract many onlookers, in order to see the strength of the other party, and know themselves and the other when they are in the Daluo Immortal Domain in the future.

"Yuan Kun, you and I should have had a battle five years ago, and today's battle is a long-cherished wish. Wu Daozi said lightly.

"Come to battle!" Yuan Kun was very direct, without extra words, his hands flashed, and a pair of short guns appeared, and rushed towards Wu Zidao with a deep dragon storm.

"It's a good time!" Wu Zidao shouted, twisted up, the light surged, a broad knife slashed in the air, the knife swept away, and the strong wind became extremely sharp, making the space oscillate "pop!" sound.

"It's quite loud. Zhang Huairan muttered with laughter.

A slender man on the side glanced at Zhang Huairen and said disdainfully, "Not only is the momentum quite big, but the strength is not something that a little miscellaneous fish like you can imagine." ”。

Zhang Huairen smiled and didn't pay attention to it, just watched quietly.

On the battlefield, "Bang Bang Bang!" exploded again and again, the energy was agitated, the road patterns were dense, and after the explosion was shattered, it condensed again, and after condensation, it exploded again, and the crowd watching the battle kept retreating, for fear of being affected.

"It's boring, but Er'er!" Zhang Huairen said again, and then turned his gaze away, because he felt that the aura faintly emanating from the bodies of several people here was more powerful than those two.

"You miscellaneous fish are really a stinky mouth, do you think my senior brother and Yuan Kun's strength is mediocre, why don't you go up? Besides, who are you?

Wu Zidao has a very high reputation among the disciples of the Northern Netherworld Sect, and he is simply worshiped as a god by the disciples of the same generation, and now I have heard that some people are judging Wu Daozi, and his words are full of disdain, so he naturally can't see it.

"Senior Brother Lu, why bother with this kind of person, when have you ever seen a real dragon get angry because of the wild dog's barking, even if Senior Brother Wu knew about it, he would probably not be angry, at most he would just smile faintly. ”。

Zhang Huairen didn't care about the words of these two people at all, because he had already fixed his eyes on a sturdy man, who was eight feet tall, wrapped in animal skin, and his shoulder-length short hair was casually draped, revealing a wild aura.

"Interesting!" Zhang Huairen said softly, and then turned on the pupil technique, and the purple light flashed in his eyes, looking at the man.

The man also seemed to notice Zhang Huairen, turned his face to Zhang Huairen, and then his eyes were full of fighting intent, and said loudly, "This friend, can you fight?"

Zhang Huairen responded, "That's exactly what I mean!"

"Okay!" Hearing this, the man's momentum exploded, shaking the people around him to the side, but this person was very particular, and although the force he exuded was strong, it was very soft, and everyone was not injured.

Seeing this, Zhang Huairen took a step forward, and then his speed surged, and the purple light flashed, and he bullied himself.

"Bang!", Zhang Huairen punched the wild man with a palm, and a burst of energy erupted, and the wind suddenly rose.

"Who is that kid, it doesn't seem to be as weak as he imagined!" The man who had previously sarcastically said Zhang Huairen said softly.

"Haha, come on!" said the wild man with a laugh.

"Please!" Zhang Huairen made a gesture of invitation very gentlemanly, and then the purple light rose and fought with the wild man.

"Who dares to disturb me to learn from others!" Wu Zidao shouted violently, his hands continued to move, and he continued to fight against Yuan Kun.

"Wu Zidao, I think you and I should clean up the two of them first, so as not to disturb you and me. Yuan Kun said.

"Okay!" Wu Zidao responded, and then the two of them turned their targets and attacked Zhang Huairen and the wild man.

Zhang Huairen and the wild man were in the middle of a battle, and they felt in vain that two rays of energy were bursting out, but the two of them ignored it at all, just freed their hands between moves, and each launched an attack at random, which instantly resolved the attack of Wu Zidao and Yuan Kun.

"Looking for death!" This made Wu Zidao feel a big loss of face, and he shouted loudly, and the light of the broadsword shone brightly, and he slashed towards Zhang Huairen. Yuan Kun attacked the wild man with two short guns.

"Hmph! Senior Brother has set his sights on that kid, I see how arrogant he is, he dares to judge Senior Brother Wu in private!".

"Tsk, I can't bear to look at it!" said the other with a sad expression.

"Tian Noise!" Zhang Huairen's face was displeased, one foot stretched out, purple light flashed, "bang!", Wu Zidao's big knife was kicked away, and his right hand quickly slapped a palm.

"Bang!" knocked Wu Zidao away, his internal breath was disordered, a mouthful of blood almost spurted out, and his eyes almost wanted to breathe fire, "You are dead!" With a loud shout, his right hand was drawn, and the big knife returned to his hand, "Boom!", a powerful momentum burst out, and the light of the big knife shone brightly, and it slashed suddenly.

"Get out!" Zhang Huairen drank impatiently, turned his body, his head and feet, and the wild man clashed, his right hand held the void, and his left hand sat in a posture of drawing a bow, pulling back, "Whew!", the pure aura quickly condensed, and the sound of a bowstring broke out, and an air arrow shot out.

"Slash!" Wu Zidao's big knife slashed down suddenly, "Boom!" With a sound, the big knife shattered instantly, and the air arrow shot into his left shoulder, dragging himself backwards for nearly a thousand meters before stopping, "Wow!" A mouthful of blood spurted out, "You!", Wu Zidao was shocked, extremely annoyed, but the other party took the time to deal with himself when he was at war with others, he was not an opponent, even if he was annoyed, he couldn't do anything, but now he lost so much face in front of so many people, which made him angry, "Poof!" A mouthful of blood spurted out again, and the whole person fell downward.

"Senior brother!" The two disciples of the Northern Netherworld Sect turned pale, but they didn't dare to rush forward, for fear of being affected by the aftermath of the battle between Zhang Huairen and the two, so they could only stand there and be anxious.

On the other hand, Yuan Kun was even worse than Wu Zidao, his nose and face were swollen from being beaten by a wild man, blood sprayed wildly, and finally he was kicked to the chest, and then slapped his face and was directly fanned away, fainting.

"Boom!" The explosion continued, and the wild man laughed and said, "I'm coming for real!", after speaking, his right fist was swung out, and Zhang Huairen's arms were blocked in front of his chest, but the man's right fist was used for the second time, directly shaking Zhang Bad Man back, and the man waved his right hand, a huge mace appeared, and a heavy breath burst out, "Take out your weapon!" The man drank.

Zhang Huairen was disturbed by the shock of the punch just now, and after calming down, he shook his head and said, "My weapon will not be easy to shoot, once it is shot, it will be bloody." ”。

When the man heard this, he knew that Zhang Huairen was not arrogant, so he smiled and said, "Take it out, if you can kill me, I will never blame you!"

Zhang Huairen shook his head, did not speak, but stretched out his hand in the direction of Yuan Kun, Yuan Kun's pair of short guns flew through the air, Zhang Huairen pointed the tip of the short gun upward, and his right hand palmed it into a knife, "Snap!" The tip of the gun was cut off, one pair at both ends, and a purple fire erupted from his mouth. In an instant, the interface was melted and connected together, forming a half-human-high short stick, and then the purple light flashed on the index finger of the right hand, a little "short stick", and with a sound of "Zheng!", the finger was at the other end, and a fluorescent purple light appeared on the short stick. "Come on!" Zhang Huairen said.

"Alright?" the man asked.

"The attack is!" Zhang Huairen said.

"Then you're welcome!" After speaking, the huge mace waved, and suddenly smashed out a shocking force, the qi was powerful, and the ground was brought up by a ravine, and Zhang Huairen roared.

Zhang Huairen's right index finger hooked his middle finger, and the purple light was brought up by these two fingers, and he pulled it violently, and the short stick that was smelted instantly bent, like a big bow.

"Collapse!" sounded, as if the golden stone was cracking, a powerful qi burst out, and the air exploded, and there were many patterns densely covered with this air arrow.

"Boom!" the air arrow exploded, and the force inspired by the mace also exploded at the same time as the air arrow, and the energy was selected everywhere, and the ground was full of ravines.

"Ah!" sounded, and the strongest of the original scattered qi directly smashed Wu Zidao's right leg, and this pain instantly woke up the unconscious Wu Zidao.

"Open the sky!" the wild man shouted, and the huge mace seemed to have instantly become several times larger, exuding a misty halo, and the space seemed to be about to be crushed and collapsed, and he jumped up and swung the mace violently and hit it straight down.

"Hum!" Zhang Huairen's hand moved in the same way again, but the purple qi was even more diffuse, and even the floating clouds that were scattered in the air were forcibly transformed by that powerful aura.

"Collapse!", a purple light arrow burst out, and behind the purple arrow, there was a vast purple sea, which really rumbled the space.

"Boom!" The two attacks bombarded the entire space head-on, boiling like boiling hot oil, and the void continued to hang down the streaks, and the brilliant light and explosion exploded.

The two of them also retreated separately, almost spurting out a mouthful of blood, both forcibly suppressing the injuries in their bodies.

"Brother, my name is Guan Feidu, you are very strong, I may not know your opponent, the price you need to pay if you want to draw with you is definitely not low. Guan Feidu said.

"Brother Guan is vain, Zhang Huairen of the Dust Sword Sect is in the whereabouts, Brother Guan is strong, and Huairen admires it. Zhang Huairen said.

"Haha! Okay! Acquaintance is fate, you and I should be so fated to float a lot! Let's go! Go to the city to eat and drink!" Guan Feidu said heartily.

Zhang Huairen also smiled and said, "It's better to be respectful than to obey your fate." However, Zhang Huairen was a little surprised, from the outfit, Guan Feidu is more like an uncivilized person who has lived in the mountains for a long time, or the kind of uncivilized person who drinks blood, but the fact is not, his hearty and free personality is very inconsistent with his outfit.

"Slow! Just now you said that you are from the Falling Dust Sword Sect? The sect master is that Ji Feng?" A man slowly walked out of the crowd, his sword aura was agitated, his eyebrows were clear, and his face was arrogant.

"Don't do it, it's from the Falling Dust Sword Sect, I don't know if your Excellency has any advice?" Zhang Huairen fell to the ground and said, his tone was not polite, but it was not excessive.

"Remember, my name is Ling Yuekong, the Yasheng of the Moon Worship Sword Palace!" After speaking, a blue transparent sword appeared in his hand, and his momentum was unleashed, and he suddenly slashed out a sword qi and slashed towards Zhang Huairen.

Zhang Huairen's face turned cold, he already sensed that Ling Yuekong was not good, and his tone was cold and arrogant, but he didn't want him to shoot directly, and as soon as he made a move, he would hit with all his strength.

"Hmph!" Zhang Huairen snorted coldly, flicked his right hand, and a big bow like a hideous angry dragon appeared in his hand, "Ding!" shook Ling Yuekong's sword light away.

"Hmm, I didn't expect you to have such an extraordinary bow, and a faint dragon aura, tsk, take it all together!" After speaking, he said a light click, swung his sword upward, the light surged, the Dao pattern emerged, and it suddenly slashed down.

"Hmph!" Guan Feidu was about to step forward, Zhang Huairen stretched out his hand and said, "Brother Guan doesn't have to be like this, such a trivial matter, I'll come!"

"Okay, then I'll sweep the battle for you on the side, you just have to deal with him!" As he spoke, he looked at the three people behind Ling Yuekong, as if to say, as long as you dare to move, I will immediately kill you.

Zhang Huairen flew up, and the Seven Killing Bow struck Ling Yuekong's blue long sword with a wave of "Bang!"

Just when he was surprised, a buzzing sound came out from Zhang Huairen's direction, "Idiot, dare to be distracted when you fight with me!"

Ling Yuekong raised his head and saw that the Seven Killing Bow was emitting a terrifying fierce light, as if a fierce dragon had opened its huge mouth, and with a sound of "Boom!", a green light erupted from the giant mouth, and the speed was extremely fast, and the bombardment came.

"Ding!" The blue long sword swung away the air arrow, and his tiger's mouth directly shook the flesh and blood, "Kill!" With a roar, a shocking sword light shot out and slashed down in the air!

"Three strings move!" The three bowstrings of red, orange, and yellow automatically connected upwards, and an unrivaled qi shot out, "Boom!" The sword light exploded, Ling Yuekong's pupils shrank, and his body spun back sharply, blocking the blue long sword in front of his chest.

"Whoa!" the sword exploded, and the whole person was blasted to the ground like a cannonball.

"Senior Brother Ling!" the three of them shouted loudly and bullied forward.

"Shameless Xiaoxiao, others are fighting, and you can't sneak attack!" After speaking, he waved his big hand, and the huge palm quickly became larger and slapped down towards the three of them.

"Presumptuous!" one of them shouted, and the long sword burst out, stabbing at the big hand, "Bang!" The long swords of the three of them shattered at the same time, and blood gushed to the ground.

Zhang Huairen landed and said, "I don't know what hatred the Moon Worship Sword Palace has with my Falling Dust Sword Sect, but if you provoke me again, I will kill you!"

After speaking, he walked to Guan Feidu's side and said, "Thank you Brother Guan just now, let's go, don't be disturbed by these people, Yaxing, who is drinking!" After speaking, the two walked towards the city.

"Huhu!" Ling Yuekong struggled to get up from the ground, covered in blood, and looked at the two people in the distance with a resentful expression, "This is what you brought on yourself!"

After saying that, he pinched the spell with both hands, and a shocking sword chant of "Hum!" "Great Slashing Technique!" A huge sword shadow began to condense in the void, exuding a terrifying aura.

"Poof!" Ling Yuekong spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the giant sword suddenly seemed to come to life, exuding a demonic red glow, "Break!" With a little right hand, the giant sword slammed towards Zhang Huairen and Guan Feidu.

Zhang Huairen turned around suddenly, "Four strings!" With a soft click, the four bowstrings of red, orange, yellow, and green were automatically connected, and a dragon chant of "Ang!" erupted, and a bone arrow made of the bones of the eight-fold snake caught up, and with a sound of "boom!", it shot out.

"Whoa!" The demonic red giant sword shattered instantly, and the bone arrow continued unabated, shooting straight towards Ling Yuekong.

Ling Yuekong was startled, his pupils suddenly shrank and shouted "No!" and "Bang!", turning into a cloud of blood mist, the Moon Worship Sword Palace thought that he was a genius, and the Ling Yue Sky who was a sub-saint fell, and the younger generation of the Moon Worship Sword Palace was in the loss of Tianjiao.

"Senior Brother Ling!" the three of them exclaimed in surprise, looking at Zhang Huairen with a look of resentment.

Zhang Huairen's anger was drawn, and the bone arrow flew into ashes, and he didn't enter the space ring, and said coldly, "I said, if you provoke me again, I will kill you, it seems that you don't have a long memory, or do you think I'm a soft persimmon?"

The three of them didn't dare to step forward anymore, Ling Yuekong died in the hands of that person, let alone his own cultivation, so he could only stare at Zhang Huairen and Guan Feidu with a cold snort, watching them disappear into his sight.

"Inform the sect and let the sect send someone! they went to Dayang City!" one of them said gloomily.

"Yes, this revenge must be avenged, the little Falling Dust Sword Sect was so frightened by my Sword Palace that he didn't dare to come out, so he could only secretly send a disciple to practice, this person must be the strongest genius of the Falling Dust Sword Sect, killing it is enough to make the Falling Dust Sword Sect feel painful!" ......