Fortunately, Tong Er's route and the choice of Ye Wuqi were rational enough, and this alley was remote and inaccessible enough, so as to prevent anyone from noticing that there was a confrontation between the young Dou Ying and the late Dou Yi masters, and at the same time, it also prevented the situation that both sides were deeply worried about - the secret forces with evil intentions intervened to sabotage their respective major affairs.

Xuan Jianding and the Qinglong Phantom each carried the power that made both sides of the battle staggered, and they collided fiercely, and the deafening sound roared like thunder on a sunny day, and the wisps of blended energy flew in all directions!

Phoclo's face was quite solemn, he redefined the situation when he saw that the two of them were in danger of coming and going, and the situation that he expected that the night without hatred would be resolved with the advantage of crushing as quickly as thunder did not happen, so he also had to pay attention to the safety of the night without hatred.

At the moment, the fighting skills of the two are extraordinary, especially Tong Er's green dragon illusion contains majestic power, and before and after its release, there is really a kind of noble racial bloodline similar to the real "dragon" The breath of the noble race blood is diffuse. Natural selection, the dragon race standing at the top of the pyramid represents power, and with its imagery and majesty condensed into the martial arts fighting skills should be how vast and rich should be? Tong Er's Cangtian Dragon Jin gave a good explanation.

In fact, what Furklo cares about is not Tong Er, but his focus is elsewhere, Tong Er is just a straw bag with a wine bag and a rice bag, such a powerful exercise is full of flaws by his operation, and even the power of one or two of them cannot be exerted, which is not a pity! Not only Furclo, but even Ye Wuxian can see that his opponent at this time is simply a violent thing, just when he has such thoughts, he is impressed by his emotions at the moment.

Under the reinforcement of the black iron hand of the angry scales, the black mist seemed to be billowing evil, reflecting the evil intent of the Ding furnace. After a moment of stalemate with the cyan dragon shadow, the fighting energy around the Ding Furnace was boiling and noisy, and it showed a sharp vibration with a certain regularity!

Immediately, the blooming incandescent light contained an endless black undercurrent that spread in a circle on the plane perpendicular to the earth, and the black and swarthy middle hole appeared in front of Ye Wuxi's eyes, and he was puzzled, his face suddenly changed drastically, only to hear the dragon chant like Huang Zhong Da Lu Zhen was deaf, and the light cyan was the dragon shadow showing its fangs and struggling like an arrow, leaving no room to shoot towards Ye Wuxi's chest!

Ye Wuqiu's face was solemn as if he was facing a great enemy, he clearly defined Tong Er's strength at the moment, and the reason why he was impressed by it was not because he was shocked by Tong Er's strength, but because he was deeply interested in his identity.

Don't say that he is blessed with jumping off a cliff to get such a peerless exercise, and don't say that he accidentally bought a rough jade piece and there is an old man living in it, although these are theoretically possible, but not everyone can meet them. Thinking about it this way, then there is only one explanation left, where Tong Er's exercises come from has become a clear sign of his identity!

Tong Er's identity is not simple, Ye Wuxian stared at the galloping Qinglong and thought secretly in his heart.

The green dragon roared and saw that it was about to hit itself, and the black gold luster flashed in the hands of the night without hatred, and the flowing flame sword flew into the hands of the night without hatred as if it had spirituality, at the same time, Jin Yu's fighting spirit surged out, and the mysterious arc was drawn from the tip of the night without hatred, and the mysterious and magical breath was gurgling, and the majestic atmosphere rose from the ground, and the golden dragon shadow stood majestically from behind him, and the golden eyes looked forward to life, and the vigorous figure was full of explosive power.

Tong Er looked through the smoke left behind by the broken Xuanjian Ding that had not yet dissipated, and his face changed several times in an instant, the golden dragon was as strong as a mountain that went straight into the sky, although the strength was not high, but it was like the unfathomable power of the origin of the green dragon, and the origin breath of the golden dragon was like the beginning of chaos, vast and immense, and the endless power was scattered in all directions.

The green dragon froze slightly when the golden dragon appeared, as if it had encountered great resistance, and its slightly trembling body showed its intention to move forward.

An inexplicable emotion rose in the eyes of the night without hatred, and a certain power was transformed into a shape and then prompted him to make the sword dance, the golden dragon flew around with the tip of the sword, and the huge and heavy body did not appear bulky at all, on the contrary, it showed a full light inspiration, with the formation of the mysterious trajectory, the atmosphere that gradually rose up was like a touch condensed into gelatin.

The phantom of the green dragon, which had already been blocked by Xuanjian Ding, was much more dim, and at this time, it was obviously powerless to meet the coercion of the golden dragon, and the speed of the attack was obviously reduced, and then it completely stalled a few feet in front of Ye Wuxian.

"Long Xiang Jin Yu Swordsmanship!" Ye Wuqiu whispered softly, the swordsmanship that the Tianxuan Sword Sect relied on to become famous was used in the hands of Ye Wuqiu, with the complementarity of its Jin Yu fighting spirit, and the tacit understanding of all kinds of ingenuity made the power of Long Xiang Jin Yu's swordsmanship increase exponentially?

Under the heavy coercion, the green dragon wailed, and was crushed into powder in a rather unwilling manner.

Defusing such a strong attack, the sword in the hand of Ye Wuqiu did not stop, but continued to dance along the sword moves, the golden dragon flew up and down and soared through the clouds, swallowing the golden light between the dragon's breath, reflecting the night without hatred like a god descending to earth.

When Tong Er saw this, his eyes suddenly became gloomy: "Good boy, I underestimated you! There are such anti-heaven exercises! I don't know what kind of shit luck you have taken!"

Ye Wuqi operated the sword momentum gradually approached like Tong Er, and he sneered: "I will gladly accept this sentence, I think we are each other, so don't sigh so senselessly." ”

"What do you mean!"

"The so-called Heavenly Dragon Strength, isn't it your chance creation?" Ye Wuxian's smile suddenly turned into a solemn look at this time, and he shouted: "Come on, let me see if your green dragon is the honor, or my golden dragon is superior!"

In this way, the night has no hatred like an eagle falcon, and the sword is slashed out on the head. Even if Tong Er's head is not bright, he also knows that he has encountered a hard stubble, which is unusual at this moment, and he can still rely on his own exercises and the people behind him to be bold and domineering on weekdays, but at this time, no one can be his support. It was only at this time that Tong Er thought for a moment with his long-standing rusty mind, and he re-examined the signs of Ye Wuxian, and his heart swelled with fear for the first time.

At a young age, with the cultivation of Dou Ying as a hard and easy fight, the terrifying and noble exercises, and the palms with black metallic luster and barbs, all kinds of signs point to the same goal - the little beggar is not a beggar with red roots, his identity is not simple!

Cowardly, Tong Er lost at the start, even though he tried to give himself courage, but he was still inevitably weak. He fought in turn with his fists, alternately bombarding the night without hatred, and the reproduced green dragon roared and roared, entangled with the golden dragon, and slammed out the sparks of Qiang Jin and Jade between contacts!

After all, Douyi's cultivation is superb, and the total amount of the long history is not comparable to that of the night without hatred, but the fighting spirit of the night without hatred is better than the majestic and condensed, and the essence of the silk is the power of the essence of the open source and throttling, and the drip is used in practical places.

The attacks of the two of them one after another were dazzling, and the mutual crushing of golden light and blue light created a brilliant brilliance.

Fu Klo was full of praise, and his eyes showed a look of approval, of course, this kind of praise is impossible to pay Tong Er, after all, Tong Er is inseparable from Dou Ying with his cultivation in the later stage of Dou Yi, which makes him feel panicked. Phoklo's praise is reserved for the night without hatred, this kind of clever swordsmanship is myriad, as if all beings in the floating world are worshipping as noble and respectful, the power of the golden dragon is peaceful and vast, which is incomparable to the severity of the oriental swordsman who is good at making swords.

"It's almost time to decide the winner. Phoclo thought to himself with a smile in his eyes.

Sure enough, just as Tong Er struggled to swing his fist out, the Night No Enemy Body Technique twisted lightly, and the golden dragon roared into the sky, and between the electric light and flint, it slammed towards Tong Er!

"Roar-" Tong Er only felt the fear of extinction permeate his body, and he couldn't help but give up resistance and closed his eyes deadly, "This life is over." Tong Er instantly had this thought.

And at the same time as Tong Er's soul was in full swing, the golden dragon dissipated silently, and its penetrating force only turned into a strong hurricane that blew Tong Er's hair fiercely.

After a long time, Tong Er saw that there was no movement, his consciousness was still there, and he slowly opened his eyes in doubt, and was stunned to find the Flowing Flame Sword on his neck.

The blade of the sword was cold and unusual, reflecting him in a delicate light.

Ye Wuqiu slowly exhaled, smiled lightly and punched the sluggish Tong Er in the abdomen, Tong Er flew out upside down in response, and red blood came out of the corner of his mouth.

"Why don't you kill me!" Tong Erban asked weakly while lying on the ground coughing constantly.

"What's in it for me to kill you. Ye Wuqi methodically adjusted his breath, and then said lightly: "Everything pays attention to a motive, just like you will get acquainted with us because you covet our girl's appearance, I don't kill you and I have my intentions." ”

Tong Er was stunned when he heard this, and said, "What can you do?"

"What, do you still think I'm a little beggar?" Ye Wuqi chuckled, Shi Shiran finished sorting out the brand-new clothes he was wearing, and then said, "If you had turned your head, you wouldn't have said such contemptuous words." ”

Tong Er's expression suddenly became more and more confused, and he exclaimed in a low voice: "Could it be that you are the person of Blood Feather?"

Ye Wuqi was silent, but in his heart he keenly grasped the name of "Blood Feather", although he didn't know this so-called "Blood Feather", but he couldn't guarantee that the series triggered by it would have nothing to do with him, he pretended to be deep and continued to be ambiguous: "What do you say?"

Tong Er's face turned pale in an instant: "I...... You've seen all the places I've been?"

"It's so clear that I saw it. Ye Wuqi put away the Flowing Flame Sword, looked at each other and smiled, and then said: "Tong Er, if you are obedient and obedient, and you will answer truthfully if you have any questions, then we can talk and discuss, and there is still room for maneuver." ”