Zhan Tian's sword technique was violent and unpredictable, which was completely incompatible with this person's free and easy appearance. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

When Wushuang saw him wielding a knife, he only felt familiar, and I couldn't help but think of another person.

At that time, the Qingsha Sword was still a difficult difficulty for her to overcome, and her usual weapon was also Mu Xinten.

Liuyan Mountain, the junior of the Tie family, can also be regarded as amazing, his one-handed sword technique made the Wushuang at that time shocking, and also laid a solid foundation for her later use of Qingsha.

There are many people in the world who make knives, and there are many people who can use knives with miraculous skills. From beginning to end, the only people who can give her such a feeling are the person in her memory and the Zhan Tian in front of her.

Wushuang felt that there must be something to say about this, otherwise she would not have been able to have such similar feelings for two people who had never known each other.

The battle started in an instant, and in less than a few breaths, Qingsha and the opponent's knife had collided for hundreds of rounds. The sound of metal collision can be heard on the field, and the "ding-ding-clang" is endless.

Zhan Tian's sword technique and Wushuang's sword technique were very fast, so fast that the people watching below were dazzled, and they could only see phantoms one after another.

At this point, the weapon is no longer simply used as a weapon, and the use of their respective power additions will maximize the effectiveness of the weapon.

For example, Zhan Tian's sword carries a kind of violent power.

Wushuang felt that it should be a similar earth-based power, and the other party's power system was not the same as his, but it made him feel very familiar. It is more similar to the earth-based power, strong, atmospheric, and furious.

I don't know how many rounds I played like this, and when I felt that my physical strength was a little exhausted, the other party gradually showed fatigue.

Bingyun, who was in charge of the commentary on the side, was already crazy. His hoarse voice kept conveying his joy and excitement to everyone present, striving to explain every detail flawlessly. Let everyone feel the intensity of this event.

But the movements of the two of them were too fast after all, and as he spoke, he also found that his speed really couldn't keep up with the two of them.

It was a good opportunity, how could he let it go. It's even more exciting than the two on the field.

"Let's take a look, now Shattered Wushuang is exhausted, and at the same time, Zhan Tian is gradually showing signs of exhaustion. Good...... Now Zhan Tian swung another knife towards the most unequal, side, side...... Will Musou be able to dodge? Oh, she dodged and fought back in time......"

This commentary is really exciting and intense, but it can also be annoying at times.

The two are now evenly matched, and Wushuang doesn't know what method to use to solve his dilemma. The spiritual power in the body is gradually depleted, and if you continue to bless the weapon, you will definitely have no time to take care of yourself in the end, and you may be injured or even killed.

But if she gave up her weapon like this, she might be defeated by Zhantian's sword.

Reiki suddenly became so scarce that she couldn't wait for it.

A flash of inspiration flashed in Wushuang's mind, and she suddenly sounded the picture of Jun Zimo shooting the sea beast with the feather arrow condensed by demonic qi before.

By the way, she also has a demonic spirit. Although it is not as skilled as the use of spiritual power, it can be used to bless the Qingsha Sword under the strong training of the Emperor Sect Master...... It's not a problem.

Thinking of this method, Wushuang did not hesitate, and instantly withdrew the spiritual power added to the Qingsha Sword, and then ...... Imbue with demonic energy.

They couldn't tell what kind of change things had taken from the sidelines, and they could vaguely see that the peerless sword qi had changed from turquoise to dark red.

Most people thought that she had made up her mind to win, but no one could have imagined that in a short period of time, she had completed a transformation from spiritual power to magical power.

Demonic energy is more domineering than spiritual power, and it is also more suitable for attacking.

After solving the initial problem of discomfort, Wushuang used the magic energy that was simply handy. It's even more comfortable than the feeling that the wood spirit power gives her.

Jun Zimo probably knows something, so he watched Wushuang from being uncomfortable at the beginning, to being handy and using it freely, he couldn't tell what kind of feeling it was?

He thought, maybe he understood the obsession that Jian Lin had when he insisted on taking Wushuang away, and that her attraction to magic was not a coincidence.

She is incomparable, and the degree of integration with magic is amazing.

Zhan Tian also felt such a change. He's now facing the matchless, so he can clearly feel every subtle change in his opponent.

He felt the strength of his opponent from mildness at the beginning, to ferocity later; He felt the speed of his opponent from the gentle swallow at the beginning, to the extreme speed later; He felt that the other party's attitude changed from carelessness at the beginning to the imperativeness later.

He felt Wushuang's fighting intent, and he also felt her terrible.

At this moment, he suddenly understood why the black fist, who had always been invincible in the field of life and death, would lose to the little girl in front of him.

But even so, he will not admit defeat, he will stick to his beliefs, and he will fight until death or defeat.

The battle between the two sides reached a climax, and Bingyun's commentary was wonderful, constantly stirring the hearts of every audience. They are now completely convinced, no matter who they are, they can't be so calm when facing Black Fist and Zhan Tian in a row.

In this way, under Wushuang's sharp attack, Zhan Tian gradually showed a tendency of defeat, and when he struck the last blow, he obviously took three or four steps back.

"I lost." He held his sword behind him and bowed to the warriors.

"Concession."

This battle seems to be Zhan Tian's initiative to admit defeat, but in fact, if he continues to fight, what awaits him will be an even more ugly defeat.

The audience boiled and won the game again. At this moment, the people of the entire West District felt like a loud slap in the face to them, and the sound was crisp and painful.

However, the truth is so cruel, and the tragedy is so unexpected.

After the event, Bingyun found Wushuang as soon as possible, saying that he had to discuss it with him.

Jun Zimo looked at Wushuang with some concern, and was about to follow, but was stopped by Bingyun.

"That adult wants to meet the drunken Taoist friend alone, and I ask you to stay."

His attitude is resolute, and there is no room for turnaround.

Wushuang saw him behave like this, and vaguely understood something. gave Jun Zimo a reassuring look, and followed Bingyun.

Jun Zimo probably also knew the identity of "that adult", but thinking about it like this, he was even more worried! Who knows what kind of attitude the other party has, will she feel that Wushuang slapped her in the face.

Wushuang followed Bingyun around a few places and came to a room that looked very elegant. Although the overall decoration style of the room looks very elegant, the furnishings and decorations inside are priceless.

The people here are probably extremely noble.

Bingyun stood at the door and respectfully reported inside, and then heard a deep man's voice from inside. The voice has a special cold texture, which is somewhat similar to Wushuang's prose.

"Come in."

Bingyun dared to raise his hand to lift the curtain of pearls, and stepped into these luxurious rooms with Wushuang.

He showed an unusually humble attitude, not like a guest, but more like a host, or faith. Wushuang knows, probably the other party is also a person with some special status.

Wushuang followed him into this room, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw the man who had just spoken. Thin and pale, if it weren't for the sound of his voice, Musou would probably have thought he had encountered a ghost.

Seriously, even those living dead people in Xudu seem to be much healthier than the one in front of them.

Bingyun saluted the other party very respectfully, "I've seen Lord Daylight." ”

The other party just nodded slightly, staring at Wushuang with a very uncomfortable look. looked at Wushuang's hair, and then reached out and pointed in the other direction of the room.

"Your Excellency is already waiting over there."

Indeed, it was the cold voice just now, with a texture similar to the collision of ice and porcelain, and if you didn't look at this person's appearance, the sound would be very tasteful.

Bingyun bowed to the other party with gratitude before he dared to leave.

Wushuang saw the direction of the white finger just now, where another man was sitting in the golden knife.

Wushuang's gaze inadvertently met the other party, and she hit a spirit with a "swish", only to feel that her soul seemed to have been hit hard.

This person......

How to describe it? He is like a king who looks down on the world, like a god who has fallen into the world.

Any beautiful words can describe his body, but the meaning expressed in those words is too thin to describe one-ten-thousandth of his momentum.

is also a master of the Mahayana period, Wushuang has also seen the ruthless coercion of the emperor, but I don't know why, this one is even more ruthless than the emperor.

His appearance was hidden in the middle of a fog, making it difficult to see. The moment he met his gaze, Wushuang only saw the pair of fiery red eyes and the long red hair with distinct roots.

Red Flame King!

There was only one thought left in her mind, and it had to be him.

Thinking of the rumors that those Red Flame Kings have been sitting on the seat of the King of the Western District for decades, no one dares to challenge. Wushuang immediately understood that in the face of such a powerful person, who would dare to have the mind to challenge. The only option, only surrender!

I'm afraid that the other party is not just a master of the Mahayana period, right? Wushuang suddenly thought like this.

At this time, Bingyun had already knelt in front of the Red Flame King, saluting with a humble and respectful attitude, looking at the eyes of the people on the seat, as if looking at the only faith and the only light in his life.

Wushuang probably understood that Bingyun should be the person of the Red Flame King, so he would become the leader of the Western Region during the day. It's not that the day's skill is not enough to obtain the position of leader, but in the daytime, he should definitely not look down on such a position.

The reason why he is now in the arena of life and death is only because he wants to clear all obstacles for his master, the Red Flame King.

Before he understood what the other party meant, Wushuang didn't have any extra movements, just like ordinary juniors meet their elders, and ordinary people meet their masters.

The Red Flame King was very young, and although he knew that the appearance of the masters of the Metaverse was generally not too old, Wushuang was still shocked by the other party's too young face and temperament.

Standing there silently, I could clearly feel the other person's gaze. She was a little nervous, just like every time she faced a master who was much better than him, and suddenly she didn't know how to say her purpose.

"Very young kid, too young." The Red Flame King opened his mouth and said the first sentence since he came in, but the content was a little unexpected.

Several people knew that this was describing Wushuang, but they were still surprised by the other party's thinking jump.

Wushuang didn't know how to respond, and heard the other party say again......

"Are you 100 years old?"

"Seniors, juniors are twenty out of eighty this year." Before you know it, Musou is also eighty-two years old!

The Red Flame King had an expected expression, but the quiet day and Bingyun on the side were startled, wow wow! The person who defeated Black Fist and Zhan Tian was only eighty-two years old, and he was really still a female doll!

"Young indeed, do you know who I am?" The other party acted like a kind elder, but there was no kindness in the slightest on that too young face, and he only felt a little weird.

"You are the famous Red Flame King in the Black Zone, and the younger generation knows best." Wushuang tried to suppress the weirdness in his heart and replied respectfully.

Unexpectedly, the other party seemed to show a disappointed expression, and continued to ask: "What else?" ”

His eyes stared directly at Wushuang, bright red like blood, like a burning flame, as if it was about to burn her heart through Wushuang's gaze.

Wushuang looked at those eyes full of magnificent colors, and suddenly felt a shock in his heart.

Is that...... Is that......

At the beginning of the world, the heavens and the earth were desolate.

No people, no life, no water......

The god who created the Metaverse felt that this world was really boring! In the huge world, he is the only intelligent creature.

So, he created the dragon and gave it the name. Long Yuan was cute when he was a child, with a golden body and silver-white dragon horns, he was really powerful and domineering.

God was glad that he finally had a child to accompany him.

However, gradually, Long Yuan grew up, and he wanted to go out to see the world. When he returned, he said to the Father, "Father, why are we the only two of us at this time?" Isn't that too boring! ”

When God heard this, it was so. Although he was accompanied by Long Yuan, when Long Yuan went out, he also felt very boring!

Therefore, he created Fengyin again. Feng Yin is different from his brother, he is smarter, more intelligent, his white and tender face is very cute, and he is all bright red and burning, thinking about the fire feathers, and exuding his own brilliance all the time.

What's more, Feng Yin has completely inherited the ability of the Father God to create things, and with him, the Metaverse is more lively, and some new small animals will appear from time to time.

In this way, from empty and lonely to extremely noisy, I don't know how many years have passed.

At this time, both Long Yuan and Feng Yin possessed divine bodies, and they were born immortal. The creatures that can be created by Feng Yin are just ordinary creatures.

Reproduction from generation to generation, Long Yuan Fengyin and Father God, they have not changed, but there are inexplicably more races in the Metaverse.

When there are more people, order will be derived.

In order to manage the increasingly chaotic Metaverse, God has created a completely new set of procedures - Heavenly Dao.