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"Takeaway?" Lei Yunzhen raised his eyebrows, thoughtful.

"He's coming." Fu Nanshan's gaze looked at the horizon in the distance.

At this time, Lei Yunzhen also looked over, and saw a streamer coming quickly towards Maoer Mountain.

When the streamer got closer and closer, it was also discovered by the warriors present.

"The King of the Northern Cold is here!"

"The Great War is about to begin!"

The crowd was excited with the arrival of the Northern Han King.

"Hahaha..."Gu Ping stood on the top of the mountain, saw the Northern Han King who was getting closer and closer, laughed wildly, and said, "Northern Han King, you really have the courage ....."

Before the words fell, I saw a three-inch cold light lightning striking at him!

This made Gu Ping's expression stiff on the spot, saying that it was too late and that was fast, Gu Ping slammed his toes on the ground when he saw this.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound came out, and the boulder under Gu Ping's feet was smashed by his direct step, his body quickly rose into the air, and the moment he just left the ground, three inches of cold light attacked.

"Boom ......"

A violent wave rose up, as if a bomb had been dropped on the top of Mao'er Mountain, and dust flew up.

In the dust, suddenly, the three-inch cold light broke out of the ashes, and it hit Gu Ping above like lightning!

Gu Ping's face sank after seeing this, and a black short stick appeared in his hand, and the next moment, he swung his stick to contend with the flying short sword, making the roar of weapons intersecting constantly on the field.

When the nearly 10,000 warriors around saw this, they all gasped:

"Don't say a word, just do it when you meet!"

"The King of the Northern Cold is really getting more and more ruthless!"

"How do they feel like they have a blood feud? Otherwise, why don't you say a word, just meet and do it? ”

“......”

The warriors were talking.

In less than a minute, the short sword and the black stick fought no less than a thousand times, that is to say, more than ten times in a second, people were dazzled, and even those who cultivated a little lower could not see Gu Ping's movements clearly, they could only see his figure constantly flying, and a streamer of light continued to stab around him, being bounced, stabbed, and bounced......

Finally, Gu Ping was pressed like this and felt angry in his heart, and his true qi continued to swirl into the black short stick, colliding with the short sword violently.

"Bang!"

A dull sound came out, the short sword was knocked away more than thirty meters, Zhang Tian took advantage of the situation to take the short sword back, and looked coldly at Gu Ping, the one-eyed man who knocked him to death in the previous life!

At this time, the national security god of war on one side, Cang Shaoyang, the thunder cloud in the air, Xing Yue in the corner, and other strong martial arts masters looked at Zhang Tian in disbelief.

In the battle just now, they felt that Zhang Tian was at ease, and it was obvious that Gu Ping was weaker than him.

"Two months ago, when the Northern Cold King killed Tang Wuji, he was still a little reluctant, Gu Ping was a few grades stronger than Tang Wuji, how do you feel that the Northern Cold King is stronger again?" Lei Yunzhen frowned and said.

"Look, I feel like he's more than that." Fu Nanshan Mimi stared at Zhang Tian with his eyes.

Right now, the most angry person is naturally Gu Ping, with a hideous look on his face, coupled with a scar from his forehead to one eye to his jaw, the whole person looks even more ruthless:

"King of the Northern Cold, you must know that there are people outside the world, you are just a piece of garbage, you interrupted me twice, I decided, within three moves, it is better to cut ....."

"Noise!"

Zhang Tian stared at Gu Ping coldly, and suddenly, the three-inch end frame turned into a long sword and floated above Zhang Tian's head.

"Meteor Sword!"

Zhang Tian directly stretched out his finger and pointed at Gu Ping, floating from the long sword above his head, one after another sword shadows appeared, like a meteor flashing towards Gu Ping.

As Zhang Tian broke through to the middle stage of Gongji, he was more free to perform his moves, and he didn't need to merge his hands and condense his true qi.

Gu Ping's facial muscles trembled and glared at Zhang Tian, who had interrupted him again, and in the face of the meteor-like sword shadow, Gu Ping gritted his teeth.

"Turning the Stick!"

Suddenly, Gu Ping's eyes flashed, and he said that the short stick was drawn forward, and the short stick became bigger and bigger.

When it reached a length of more than twenty meters, the giant stick began to spin, dissipating the sword shadows one by one.

"Yin Canglong!"

"Qingyun Hand!"

Zhang Tian hit the Yin Canglong with his left hand, and a hideous Canglong came out of Zhang Tian's palm, his body became bigger and bigger, three points bigger than the giant stick, and after a deafening dragon groan sounded from the sky, the Canglong attacked Gu Ping from one side.

At the same time, Zhang Tian's right hand struck a Qingyun hand, and a huge light cloud-like palm twenty or thirty meters high appeared, accompanying Canglong to attack Gu Ping at the same time.

However, Zhang Tian still did not stop, and once again used seven steps to step on the sky.

When Canglong and Qingyun were thirty zhang away from Gu Ping, Zhang Tian took the first step.

"Knock ....."

It was as if a muffled sound of a drum was heard.

The second step was taken, and another muffled sound came out, and at this time everyone didn't feel anything, but Gu Ping glanced at Zhang Tian with some shock.

The next moment, Canglong and Qingyunshou arrived at the same time.

Gu Ping naturally didn't look at it during the period, his right hand condensed a palm-sized transparent sphere like a glass bead, when Canglong came, he slapped forward, the sphere submerged into Canglong's hideous mouth, and the next moment, streamers shot out from Canglong's mouth, and Canglong's entire illusory body gradually dissipated.

At this time, Zhang Tian had already taken the fifth step, and the muffled sound of the fifth step made Gu Ping feel his heart tremble violently.

Qi and blood stagnated, and his face turned pale.

The light cloud-like palm on the other side came in front of him, and Gu Ping made a fist shadow to break the face and dissipate Qingyun's hand.

At this time, Zhang Tian had just finished the sixth step, and when Zhang Tian was about to take the seventh step, Gu Ping felt a coercion!

This made him feel pressured, and at the same time, the barrier in the middle stage of the Grandmaster began to loosen!

The next moment, Zhang Tian took the seventh step.

"Boom ....."

A deafening roar rang in my ears, and I saw a huge sole of foot appear from above Gu Ping's head, and he stepped down head-on, like a bamboo, earth-shattering!

At this time, the attack of the giant stick and the sword shadow in front of Gu Ping disappeared, and with a move of his palm, the short stick flew back into his hand.

"Thorn!"

When the soles of his feet came, Gu Ping's face turned grim, he stood up with his stick, and went up to meet it!

"Click....."

The intersection of the stick and the soles of the feet lit up with a scorching light, like a thunderbolt.

"! This Northern Cold King is so strong? ”

Gu Ping gritted his teeth, the pressure that the Northern Han King gave him was even deeper than the pressure of fighting with the middle stage of the sect's sect! In the news he learned, the Northern Han King was not so strong! Could it be that these people are lying to themselves?

Gu Ping's true qi was condensed in the stick, consuming the energy of the soles of his feet.

At this time, suddenly, Zhang Tian's body appeared more than a dozen feet away in front of him, waving his fist at himself, Gu Ping's heart was cold when he saw this, and he didn't even know that cold sweat was slowly flowing down his forehead, and in a hurry, he hurriedly ran a true qi shield to surround himself.