"Four into one, four into one!" Xiao Wuyou said weakly, and then the spiritual sword swung from the bottom up, and dozens of dark purple spiritual powers turned into one after another, and these powers went straight into the sky, and their eyes were just the defeat of fire.

The spiritual forces of two different colors collided in the sky, making a deafening sound. Light and dust mix together to create a scene that obscures the sky and looks like a balanced one.

However, Xiao Wuyou's eyes suddenly froze, and the star-chasing sword turned around and landed right on a red qi sword. The tremendous force swayed, and the two elven swords shook with it, separated by a few feet between them.

Xiao Wuyou waved his hand and said with a smile, "When did Huo Ye become so cunning?"

At the same time as launching the attack, Huo Bai blocked the lights and had quietly moved behind Xiao Wuyou, but his actions did not cover Xiao Wuyou.

Huo Shi also smiled and said, "As long as I can defeat you, I can do anything cunning." "Come on. ”

Although Huo Bai said this, in fact, once the other party saw through this road, it didn't make much sense to use it again.

Only when he saw Huo Yuanjia defeated with a sword, the original majestic spirit slowly retreated and restrained when it was visible to the naked eye. In the end, there is only one.

Looking at Huo Bai's sharp eyes, Xiao Wuyou's smile retracted, and his expression became cautious. He pointed his spirit sword horizontally forward, looking at the flames like a torch. The momentum of the whole body is also defeated like fire, which is gradually introverted. In the end, it left a thin layer of spiritual power fluctuations on the surface of its body, which seemed to be no less than the defeat of fire.

When they saw their movements, the third-class apprentices under the ring and the spectators in the square looked the same. It was after this meal that there were different reactions.

"What's wrong with these two guys?" How can they feel that their momentum is so much weaker than before?"

"Yes, it is also important for the monks to fight. Isn't it worse than others?"

The bewildered people said one after another.

But those who know the truth scoffed and said, "Well, what do you know? Momentum is something that only the weak care about, just like those weak spirit beasts, aren't they all huge? So, the key is strength." ”

"I really don't understand what you mean, brother. Please let me know. ”

"Hey, let me tell you, there are two things in the Mirror Moon Palace, no matter which door or which hall, they are all ordinary, and one of them is the heart quality. ”

"I know the nature of the heart. Temper the essence of the heart, so that your potential can be more developed. What about the other one?"

"As for the other, that is power. ”

"Power? What do you mean? Is it the power of the body?" (Initial launch, domain name (remember _ three.)

Wrong, wrong, this force is not another force, this force is the general use of one's own ability. Do you think it's easy for these two people to compress the power of heaven and earth with a layer of body surface? You can't do it without trying. "The starters

"It's not easy, but what's the use?"

"Haha, that's useful. The strength of a monk is like steel. Do you think the steel should be evenly distributed in each part of the blade, or should it be used directly on the blade?"

"Good steel is used on the cutting edge. I understand that. In other words, the so-called power is to concentrate all the power in one place. ”

That's true, but even though everyone in the temple knows this truth, and the elders often mention it, the degree to which it is attained depends on the individual's understanding. I think both of them are better than seven. ”

"Seven, is there a hierarchy of power?"

Of course, the degree of conciseness of this power is divided into ten parts. When it reaches the level of ten parts, it means that one's power can be exerted without any omission. It's hard to get to that level. ”

"I see. Is there a realm higher than ten times?"

"Perhaps, but it's estimated that only a handful of monsters in the world can do this, at least I haven't heard of it. ”

Others were discussing, but this did not affect Xiao Wuyou and Huo Defeat in the slightest. They only see their eyes glow at the same time, disappearing into the stage of the challenge. Then, the sound of violent collisions began to sound.

The two figures, like two flashes of light, constantly collided on the stage of the challenge, and the training of the spiritual power that was awakened from time to time was also surging in this small space. Although it doesn't look as colorful as it first out, those who know this know that it's the most dangerous fight.

Not to mention General Yuan Shenjing, who is part of the Wuhun Jing monks, who is unable to capture the two movements.

At this time, in the square, Hobatian's dark eyes were always on the challenge in the arena. Others don't see their actions, but as the strongest bright side of Fan Ze, they still have such a vision. "You've squeezed your strength to seven, haven't you?" This kind of power, even in the general state of the martial spirit, is not afraid. ”

"The temple of mirrors and the moon is such a huge and terrifying thing. At that time, the fire was already fierce, but compared to now, the gap is not small. At this time, an elder of the Huo Yun Sect said.

"Well, it seems that Xiao Wuwu is in line with firefighting. I didn't expect this kid who had just started to do his best to develop to this level. Another old man said. Update the fastest mobile phone: ://

"Fire King, who do you think will win this war?" Another asked.

Huo Batian didn't say a word, looked to the side, and asked Kong, "What do you think?"

"If Xiao doesn't worry about getting away with it, then this war will be burned by fire. The air asked faintly.

"Oh, do you mean to say that Xiao Wuyou's power has defeated the fire?" Huo Batian said, with a hint of incomprehension.

One is his protégé, and the other is likely to be his quick son-in-law. That is the so-called palm, hand and back are all meat. He didn't know who would win the war.

"You say. He replied with five words and stopped opening his mouth.

"Explosion".

With a bang, a figure flew backwards.

"Nine miles of sorrow" is one of the nine arts. Its ability is to greatly enhance the power of the monk, which is similar to using that power. But the subtleties of "Nine Miles of Sorrow" are far from that.

Prior to this, Xiao Wuyou thought that he had three of the nine divine skills, not to mention invincible, but at least he was the only divine dragon and phoenix in the world. Over the years, however, this idea has been gradually shattered.

Even if Jiuli's mourning clothes are so exquisite, and Jiuyi is against the sky, it can't be compared to the infinite potential of human monks. As Ouyang said, all martial arts are just tools, and all potential is the foundation.

The two looked at each other for a moment, Huo Bai rushed down from mid-air with infinite fighting spirit, and the four star-chasing swords that Xiao Wuyou put together were divided into two, and his legs were suddenly kicked towards Huo Bai from the bottom up.

There is no need for any more fancy actions. Right in the middle of this battle.

"Don't worry!"

"Fire!"

The two of them drank a large glass of wine at the same time.

"Bang!"

The deep and violent sound was not only deafening, but also heart-wrenching. The light burst out like the brightest starlight on the spiritual sword they collided with. All eyes are covered, and this is the radiance of all the power that converges after one point.

In the square, I don't know how many people look stupid.

Facts have proved that a confrontation similar to Shi Jun can reach this level of collision, and the light of an era has burst out from there.

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