Chapter 421: The Golden Coiling Dragon Stick

"A peerless treasure is about to appear. Sitting in front of the huge LCD TV, Nalan Yi put one long leg on the other, watching the dragon stick in Wang Yue's hand in the live TV broadcast and smiling evilly.

In the ring, the coiling dragon stick in Wang Yue's hand continued to emit golden light, flickering bright and dark. Every time the coiling dragon stick in his hand lit up, the hearts of the old-timers in the rivers and lakes hung in the air.

The Coiling Dragon Stick was a peerless treasure, how could they not know what the light emitted by the Coiling Dragon Stick meant?

Only a god-level master can make the coiling dragon stick emit such a light............

Wang Yue. Has he broken through to the realm of a god-level master?

"Wang Yue has not yet broken through to the realm of god-level high-level masters, it is easy to become a god-level middle master, he only needs some talent and hard work, supplemented by a top-level elixir, if this person's qualifications are not bad, he can become a god-level middle master. And if a person wants to become a god-level master, it is not only talent and hard training that can be broken through by smashing the elixir, it takes a great opportunity. Wang Yue already had half the strength of a god-level master. He was only half a step away from becoming a god-level master, and he hadn't become a god-level master yet. Now he is a quasi-god-level master. Martial Arts Alliance Leader Qingyun said.

"Qingyun Alliance Master, Wang Yue is not a god-level master?" asked the seniors around Qingyun.

"Yes. Qingyun nodded slightly.

"It's okay........." they breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly. They looked at Qingyun with ugly faces again, "Qingyun Alliance Master, although Wang Yue has not yet become a god-level master. However, even if he is a quasi-god-level master, he can defeat Xie Xiaofei, right?"

"Yes. Qingyun smiled.

"It's over........." Listening to Qingyun's words, the old-timers felt a chill in their hearts.

Sitting on the other side, Cang Tian also felt a chill in his limbs.

Could it be that Wang Yue is really going to become the leader of the martial arts alliance?

"Xie Xiaofei, Wang Yue has been seriously injured, even if he is a god-level master, he is not necessarily your opponent. What are you waiting for if you don't make a move now? Could it be that he has to wait for Wang Yue's injuries to heal and his physical strength to recover before making a move? You don't want to win the national martial arts competition? Don't you want to become the leader of the martial arts alliance?" Murong Qunxiong said loudly.

Yes, I want to become the leader of the martial arts alliance.

Listening to Murong Qunxiong's words, Xie Xiaofei's face changed slightly.

The children of these unborn masters appeared just to compete for the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance. If they couldn't become the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance, wouldn't their efforts for so long be wasted?

He can't be defeated!

Thinking of this, Xie Xiaofei no longer cares about any morality. He didn't care if Wang Yue was seriously injured by him because of Xitang's coercion and distraction, he didn't care if he took advantage of the fire to rob him by doing so, he raised the sword in his hand and rushed towards Wang Yue.

"Wang Yue. I'm going to beat you!"

"For this national martial arts competition, we have been preparing for so long, we have been fighting for so long. If we lose, won't our efforts for so long be wasted? I'm sorry, Xie Xiaofei, you want to become the leader of the martial arts alliance, and I, Wang Yue, also want to become the leader of the martial arts alliance, let's fight!" Wang Yue's eyes glowed with black light, and the whole person emitted a rolling black qi and rushed towards Xie Xiaofei.

When Wang Yue rushed towards Xie Xiaofei, seven fierce and hideous black dragons appeared in his momentum.

"The strength has improved, and even the momentum is stronger than before........." Looking at the seven fierce dragons in Wang Yue's momentum, Li Xuanfeng, the eldest disciple of the Wudang Sect, lost his eyes.

He couldn't imagine that Wang Yue's talent had surpassed him. As a big disciple of a famous sect, he is not as good as Wang Yue, who was born in an ordinary martial arts hall.

In the ring, Wang Yue and Xie Xiaofei quickly rushed to each other, Wang Yue swung at Xie Xiaofei with a stick, and Xie Xiaofei slashed at Wang Yue with a sword.

With a click, when Wang Yue and Xie Xiaofei swung their weapons at each other at the same time, the weapons in their hands suddenly collided together, emitting a dazzling spark. At the same time, a large piece of black skin on the coiling dragon stick in Wang Yue's hand fell off, revealing a piece of golden body of the coiling dragon stick.

Xie Xiaofei only felt a huge force hit his sword, and the sword in his hand let out a buzz. Xie Xiaofei's face was ugly, and he tilted his sword and slashed it at his hands along the coiling dragon stick in Wang Yue's hand.

He couldn't have imagined that even though Wang Yue was seriously injured, he still had so much strength to fight with him. Wang Yue, who was still at a disadvantage just now, was able to fight with him again.

Xie Xiaofei was angry, gritted his teeth and yelled at Wang Yue, "I don't believe it, I don't believe it! I was cultivated by my father since I was a child, and I have the true inheritance of my father, I don't believe it, I don't believe that I can't beat you!"

"What kind of prince will Xiangning?" Wang Yue showed a cruel smile on his face, and pushed Xie Xiaofei hard with the dragon stick in his hand.

With a snort, the sword in Xie Xiaofei's hand fell close to the coiling dragon stick in Wang Yue's hand, rubbing out a large piece of sparks, and at the same time, the coiling dragon stick in Wang Yue's hand revealed a golden body.

"Without a good teacher, you can beat me!?"

When Xie Xiaofei's sword fell against Wang Yue's coiling dragon stick, Wang Yue let go of his hand and quickly grabbed the coiling dragon stick in his hand. Xie Xiaofei turned around. Slashed at Wang Yue with his sword.

"Sincerely, the gold and stone are open. I didn't have a good teacher, I didn't have good conditions, so I made up for it with hard work. Create good conditions for yourself. Xie Xiaofei, before your father became famous, he didn't have a good teacher, couldn't he become the number one sword god in Huaxia?" Wang Yue put the dragon stick in his hand upright, blocking the sword in Xie Xiaofei's hand.

"But, I have such a good innate condition, how can I be inferior to you?" Xie Xiaofei turned his body again and slashed at Wang Yue with his sword.

"It's me who works hard, as long as I want to get something, and I work hard for that goal. I believe that as long as I work hard, I will definitely get it!" Wang Yue once again blocked Xie Xiaofei's sword.

"Can you get it with hard work?" Xie Xiaofei asked, and at the same time turned around with a sword.

"You don't necessarily get it if you work hard, but you don't get it if you don't work hard. Wang Yue quickly blocked Xie Xiaofei's sword.

In the ring, Xie Xiaofei kept spinning, and the sword in his hand was as fast as the wind. Wang Yue kept blocking, blocking his sword with a coiling dragon stick, and the coiling dragon stick in his hand was slashed by Xie Xiaofei.

Xie Xiaofei turned around more than a dozen times in a row and slashed at Wang Yue with more than a dozen swords, but Wang Yue stubbornly blocked him with more than a dozen swords. Suddenly, Xie Xiaofei's body quickly stopped, raised the sword high, and slashed at Wang Yue. Wang Yue immediately raised the coiling dragon stick in his hand to block.

At this moment, Xie Xiaofei seemed to be crazy, holding the sword in his hand and constantly slashing at Wang Yue. Wang Yue was not in a hurry, holding the coiling dragon stick in his hand with both hands, and constantly holding up one sword after another from Xie Xiaofei.

When Xie Xiaofei attacked Wang Yue, the skin of the coiling dragon stick in Wang Yue's hand kept falling off, revealing more and more golden bodies. Xie Xiaofei turned the sword into a thorn again, and with a flick of his wrist, the sword in his hand suddenly turned into countless sword shadows and stabbed at Wang Yue.

Wang Yue grabbed the coiling dragon stick and spun it quickly, constantly blocking several sword shadows stabbed by Xie Xiaofei.

"Wang Yue, you have been seriously injured, why do you still have so much strength?" After attacking Wang Yue for a long time, Xie Xiaofei couldn't help but be irritable in his heart, and stared at Wang Yue with his eyes and asked.

"Because I insist, I have the same willpower as the drunkard, Zhao Xi'er, Young Master Qian, and Yuwen Shenju. I've been holding on for a long time, and the wounds on my body have become numb. Wang Yue said.

"It's the first time I've met such a difficult opponent as you!" Xie Xiaofei's face was covered with sweat, and he suddenly turned the sword in his hand into a challenge.

When Wang Yue blocked Xie Xiaofei's sword with a coiling dragon stick, Xie Xiaofei slashed the sword at Wang Yue again.

Wang Yue blocked again.

Seeing that Wang Yue was blocking his attack, Xie Xiaofei raised his sword again.

Wang Yue blocked again.

"Xie Xiaofei, your Sons of God team. It's the first time I've ever met such a difficult opponent. However, while I am blocking your attack, my true qi has gradually recovered, and you can't beat me!" After Wang Yue blocked Xie Xiaofei's attack, he kicked Xie Xiaofei fiercely.

Xie Xiaofei quickly shrank his body and narrowly avoided Wang Yue's kick.

With a snort, Wang Yue swung a stick fiercely, and Xie Xiaofei immediately blocked Wang Yue's stick with the sword in his hand. At the same time, he only felt a huge force attacking him, and his body flew out involuntarily.

When he flew five or six meters and fell, Wang Yue waved the coiling dragon stick in his hand.

At this moment, the coiling dragon stick in Wang Yue's hand had turned golden.

Under the sun, the coiling dragon stick in Wang Yue's hand was shining golden.

Xie Xiaofei couldn't help but raise his left hand to block his eyes............