At this time, it was obviously still pouring rain in the sky, but all the rain did not fall within the five zhang range of Wu Xuan's body, and it fell strangely elsewhere and was automatically avoided, so Wu Xuan's feet were still so dry.

Wu Xuan just stood in place, staring straight ahead, as if he was waiting for some kind of visitor.

Suddenly, Wu Xuan raised his head, "Temujin, you're here." ”

At this time, under the light of thunder, a figure quietly emerged against the background of rolling black clouds, standing in the air, wearing a robe made of fierce beast skins, which was completely integrated, and there was no needlework and stitches, as if it was seamless. A resolute face with a Chinese character, the expression on his face was very calm, but the two sword eyebrows and the fiery battle intent in his eyes all showed that this man's mood was as calm as it appeared to be. It was the patriarch of the Tiele tribe, Temujin, who was in the prime of his life and entered the Dao realm.

At this time, Temujin replied in a majestic and domineering voice: "Wu Xuan, it is not easy for you to cultivate to the realm of entering the Dao, and you can be regarded as a talent of my grassland clan, why should you lose your life for the sake of refuting the horse department?" ”

"Hehe, Temujin, when will you also learn to say such cool words, our children on the steppe are not the descendants of the great Immortal Heaven? I know your ambition, but your ambition will not lead us grassland people on a path of prosperity and development, but will cause unpredictable losses to countless herdsmen, and hurt the foundation of the grassland people, and I will definitely not agree. Wu Xuan categorically reprimanded Temujin.

A hint of disappointment flashed in Temujin's eyes: "Wu Xuan, do you think that the path in your heart is the right one?" Let the descendants of wolves learn how to build a city with sheep, learn how to do business with them, how to make some things to eat, drink and have fun, how many originally gifted sons of the steppe have wasted an unknown amount of time on these meaningless things, and the tribal alliance that has decayed in my opinion, in this way, we steppe people will really be finished, I don't know when and when we can really enter the Central Plains. ”

Wu Xuan looked up to the sky and smiled, "Hahaha, Temujin, don't pretend to be this compassionate appearance, do you really think that you are a hero?" Obviously, I want the blood of the children of the grassland to achieve my ambitions, and I said it so high-soundingly, when I was working hard for the development of the tribe, you guy was not born yet! ”

Temujin shook his head and said, "Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, not to mention you, an old man who is about to decay, Wu Xuan, do you still think that today's grassland is your situation back then?" You are a senior who has already entered the realm of entering the Dao Realm, but in the past two hundred years, there should have been no inch, and you haven't even touched the door of the next floor. ”

Wu Xuan's face changed greatly, one is because Temujin said his sore spots, his cultivation has stagnated in the Dao realm for a hundred years, although he has been cultivating hard day and night, but there is no new harvest, and he has no clue about the door of the other martial arts realm for many years, the second is shock, since Temujin can say this, then it proves that he has now seen the next realm, for Wu Xuan, Temujin is a young man and Bahantu, a child who grew up by himself, is a generation, And now he has touched the threshold of a new realm. And he has achieved nothing for many years, and he can't help but have bloodshot eyes in his eyes, "You have reached the next realm?" No, no, no, you're obviously still in the Dao realm, and you don't want to shake my mind with words. ”

"Wu Xuan, it seems that you are really old, not only are you old and dizzy, but also stubborn, I have touched the threshold of a new realm, presumably I will be able to have more insights after taking you." Temujin's face turned cold, and the surrounding heaven and earth energy began to gather frantically towards him.

Wu Xuan also looked solemn, "Okay, let me see what you found." "The aura of a martial artist who belongs to the Dao Realm is also not hidden.

The next moment, the wind was loud, the thunder was bright, and the person with slightly better eyesight just saw two afterimages in an instant, and I don't know how many times they collided.

At this time, the dark clouds, rain and wind in the sky also began to change with the battle between the two figures, as if they were pulled by something, and then two whirlpools were formed in the air, and they constantly collided with each other.

In the back, the dark cloud was manipulated by the pulling force, and even revealed a faint golden sun. Clear-eyed people can also find two cloud and rain whirlpools that seem to have changed the same way, and they were still evenly matched at the beginning, but slowly there is a momentum that is getting stronger and stronger, and the pulling force is getting stronger and stronger, and the other side is getting weaker and weaker, as if it is a bullied child, a little pitiful and helpless.

Some of the people watching the battle were worried and some were happy. Chen Zheng and the others were stunned, and sure enough, their realm was still too low, but they saw the afterimages of the Dao and this strange celestial phenomenon, and they couldn't see the competition of the martial artists who entered the Dao realm, and they felt a little regretful in their hearts, this kind of thing can be encountered but not sought.

However, Bai Qingyan had no effect, but watched it with relish, nodding his head from time to time, sometimes there was a surprised expression in his eyes, and he was secretly calculating in his hands, obviously speculating on the results of the competition. After a while, Chen Zheng and the others, as well as Yu Zhiruo and other Baiyun Mountain disciples, heard a sigh from Bai Qingyan's mouth: "If there is no accident, the Great Witch Festival should be defeated." ”

"Huh? Master, are we going to help? "Yu Zhiruo knew that the master was entrusted to come here, representing the support of Beiyan, but now according to the master, Wu Xuan is properly defeated, won't they make a move?

Bai Qingyan shook his head, a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes, "It's not appropriate, I don't know how many people are lurking in the dark now, it's not the time for me to make a move, and this Temujin is really talented, even I can't guarantee that I can beat him." The words in the back, Bai Qingyan was just muttering to herself, not letting the people around her hear it, for fear of affecting their warrior heart or Dao heart, Bai Qingyan is the highest combat power they currently know from Beiyan sent over, even she can't guarantee that she can win that Temujin, the Great Witch Sacrifice is really going to fall?

Bai Qingyan watched quietly with a solemn face, and the helpers from both sides around him were also silently observing.

In less than three quarters of an hour, I saw that the two whirlpools of luck suddenly dispersed, and the sky resumed the previous violent wind and rain, as if nothing had happened, but the difference was that there was a terrible howl from the top of Ma Yan Mountain, which seemed to have a trace of old and desolate feeling, as if it had encountered a strong enemy, and was resisting desperately, refusing to admit defeat.

Hearing this whistle, the people in the Barge Horse Department and Beiyan all felt a sudden burst in their hearts, as if something bad was about to happen.

In particular, Bahantu felt a pain in his heart, as if something bad was about to happen.

The top of Mayan Mountain.

Because the fight between the two Dao Realm martial artists was too loud, many of the martial artists around them had already hid far away, for fear of being affected and burying their lives for no reason.

In particular, the few gold tribes sent over were obviously perfunctory referees, in the past, they were all shocked to see the competition, no matter how powerful they were, they couldn't cause the change of Tianxiang, this time they were lucky, and they could see the life-and-death battle of the two martial artists who entered the Dao realm, and they were scared and trembling, and they hid far away.

And the two people who fought were already separated for a short time at this time, and they could see each other's advantages and disadvantages at once.

The robe on Wu Xuan's body has been torn, revealing a body that can already be said to be skinny, but it can still maintain the existence of muscles, and his hair is a little messy, but the battle intent in his eyes is strong, especially at this time, a hideous black wolf head can be faintly seen in the broken part of Wu Xuan's back, at this time, it is like a living thing, and the eyes are flashing with green bewitching light, as if he is going to choose someone to eat at any time.

On the other side, the corners of Temujin's clothes were also a little damaged, revealing a little bronzed skin, but he was not in a hurry or panting, there was still an indifferent expression in his eyes, his breathing was steady, and he was faintly in the upper hand.

"Wu Xuan, I didn't expect you to be so old, and your reaction speed is still very fast." Temujin spoke.

"Mutual friend, I didn't expect your talent and intuition to be good. But if it's just this level, it won't necessarily knock me out. Wu Xuan first praised Temujin, and then let out a long howl, with this long howl, you can see that the already old and thin and shriveled body began to become full, and the wolf head on Wu Xuan's back slowly became more and more rich, exuding a thick black gas. The follower Wu Xuan's roar also howled, as if the wolf king was calling for the wolves under his command.

The black qi immediately changed, forming a wolf-shaped, and a bloodthirsty scarlet appeared behind Wu Xuan in his eyes, and in the blink of an eye, Wu Xuan seemed to be the wolf king on the grassland, followed by ten thousand wolves, gathered and rushed towards Temujin like a torrent.

The piercing screams of the ten thousand wolves together sent out a shockwave that struck Temujin's flesh and even the primordial god one after another. This is Wu Xuan's best move, the wolf roars and the moon is decided. It is a practice that has been passed down for many years. In addition to the requirements for talent, the cultivation of this exercise also requires the martial artist to be like the wolf king, using his true qi and heart essence and blood to condense his own wolf king pattern. Then, by constantly using blood and killing plus moonlight essence to cultivate the ferocity of the pattern, it is as if cultivating the real wolf king. Then it is to absorb those resentments and unwilling resentments in the killing, and refine them one by one through the wolf king pattern into wolf souls, and fight for the wolf king pattern.

The tens of thousands of wolf souls behind Wu Xuan are the fruits of his life's hard work, some of them are the remnants of the enemy's souls, some are warriors who are willing to sacrifice for the tribe, and there are also the souls of the fierce beasts that Wu Xuan has killed over the years. In particular, there are many souls of innate and even innate and even earth-shattering and Tiangang realm wolf beasts, although they no longer have the spiritual wisdom when they survived, but their combat experience and instinct still exist, and they will definitely not be inferior to martial artists of the same level.

Temujin smiled at this scene, gently touched his clothes, and suddenly an eagle with wings soaring behind him. Next, the claw shadow appeared in the sky, facing Wu Xuan's wolf soul like a surging river. And the eagle also rushed into the wolf soul and the crowd fought. No matter how the wolf souls screamed, roared, used martial arts, or even impacted, they did not achieve obvious results, but were pinched and exploded by the claw shadows in the sky one by one, and their forms and spirits were destroyed, or they were devoured by the eagles.

A large number of wolf souls are completely in a state of being slaughtered, these wolf souls are closely related to the wolf king's pattern, at this time, you can find that the wolf head on Wu Xuan's back has a painful look, and even Wu Xuan's face is slowly turning white, and the shattering of each wolf soul is a spiritual impact on Wu Xuan, this is the first time he has faced such a powerful spiritual backlash, and the whole person's body is trembling slightly.

In an instant, only the tens of thousands of wolf souls killed before were left with the highest cultivation, but they were all wounded, and they were already remnant souls, and they actually had a sense of fear and did not dare to step forward to fight.

And those broken wolf souls are slowly absorbed by the eagle with its big mouth open, and each time it absorbs a wolf soul, the volume of the eagle will increase a little, and it will also condense a little, becoming more and more like a real heavenly eagle.

Compared with Wu Xuan, who was pale at this time, Temujin's body actually exuded a faint golden light, and his plain eyes were as sharp as an eagle's eyes at this time, flashing with dazzling light, and the eagle claws in his hand shook slightly, representing the death of a wolf soul.

This is Temujin's self-created exercise, the Iron Eagle Golden Body Gong. Not only is the name a little ordinary, but in fact, if you trace back to the source of this exercise, it is actually an iron cloth shirt, an eagle claw gong and a golden bell jar.

And the reason why Temujin created such a technique was entirely because he was captured as a slave when he was young, and what he could get into contact with on weekdays was some ordinary martial arts that were popular with some popular goods, or an incomplete version from Beiyan. Temujin is deep in the essence of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, on the surface it is hard work and hard work, but secretly inside it is crazy cultivation, and then in the battle of the tribe began to show its strength, step by step by the attention from above, but these three exercises have not stopped practicing, when there is a lack of follow-up exercises, this guy simply tries to fuse and create a new follow-up exercises, and the original primary exercises have now taken him to the realm of entering the Dao. The rivers and lakes are in another world