Listening to Huo Qianshan's words, Duan Tian's face was also gloomy. A little helpless:

"This time, we were able to break through the Golden Knife Family's strong obstruction, which is a blessing in misfortune. The next thing to protect the three princes, just do your best.

After all, with Shi Bai's combat power, even if the three princes personally attacked, they might not be able to take it steadily. If we are defeated, that is reasonable. ”

"The eldest prince doesn't have to be too pessimistic."

The purple-clothed young woman said: "Although Shi Bai is powerful, as the young master of the Heavy Sword Sect of the first-class sect, he has the identity of a strong man in the Heaven and Earth Underworld.

As long as you and Qingji don't take the initiative to compete with him, he won't deceive people too much.

In addition to him, the other three guards of the second prince, I think this kid Qingji can definitely defeat any or even two of them.

Son, you do your best, and you should be able to clean up the next one.

As for our husband and wife, this time we got the best weapons Golden Wind and Yulu two swords from the eldest son. Even against Shi Bai, under the joint efforts, he will do his best to protect himself, and he must be able to support three moves and two styles.

Losing to the powerhouse of heaven and earth like this is not a shame.

Therefore, if it is just a competition in front of the hall and the overall combat strength and record of the defending side, the three princes will at least not be too damaged in terms of face. It's kind of an explanation.

But when it comes to the battle of the Hunter God, with Shi Bai's evil star present, the third prince must not think about any huge gains he can make. ”

"Well, that's all there is to it." Duan Tian's expression softened slightly.

"Big brother!"

At this time, Qing Ji saw Duan Tian and the others coming, and immediately put his palm in his hands.

The strength he had just practiced was just a fusion of two strengths, and the strongest of them didn't even show his mountain strength.

Of course, Qingji will not be in full view, so he will press the bottom of the box to combine the mountain strength and the unstable three forces into one. I'm afraid that it will be too shocking and cause some unnecessary surprises.

Although this is the only case, after these years of continuous tempering, the power of the shot is also huge, and it is a little more refined than when he fought with Xiang Lun.

Duan Tian praised repeatedly: "Good palm power, good palm power." Junior Brother Qingji, I can't imagine that you have read all the body refining books of the Martial Arts Pavilion in the past half a month.

Seeing your move, your vision and cultivation have really improved a lot. But now we don't have much time, so it's good to set off tomorrow to rush to the Beishan Wusheng clan. ”

Qingji said: "But according to the orders of the eldest brother." ”

Duan Tianmei opened his eyes and smiled: "Hahaha, that's good, that's good." So tonight, a few of our brothers will drink and talk merrily. Tomorrow morning, I will set off for the Wusheng clan......"

"Golden Yang Breaker!"

"Wu Shengdang Tian!"

Two immature voices sounded at the same time, and the two fists also slammed into one place.

In the roaring sound, the two teenagers were each shocked by the fierce fist of the other party. flipped in the air several times before he froze his body and fell to the ground in unison.

"What a fierce fist!"

"Wu Sheng is above! I can't imagine that my Spirit Rain Department can produce such a young genius......"

"Hahaha, the hero is young, and there is hope for the revival of my Lingyu Department!"

Cheers, exclamations, one after another.

This is located in the depths of the northernmost mountains of the Dayu Dynasty, in front of a simple small village.

Hundreds of shirtless men were gathering outside the stone-paved martial arts arena, watching the two teenagers compete with great interest.

In September, the north is full of wind and frost. The cold wind blew against their majestic bodies like tigers and leopards, making a sonorous sound like the clash of gold and iron, but they were all unconscious.

"Come again!"

The slender young man on the left raised his eyebrows, clearly unhappy with the result.

Seeing that his feet landed, he stretched out his arms, and rose into the air like a goshawk flapping its wings, and rushed towards the scar-faced young man on the opposite side, who was half a head shorter than him, but was extremely stocky and stout.

"I'm afraid you won't make it!"

The scar-faced boy didn't show weakness, his eyes widened, and he rushed forward.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

The two teenagers showed their fists and fought together, and between the fists and palms, the air around them vibrated and roared.

Bang!

After this fierce collision, the two teenagers obviously had made a real fire.

I only heard each of them shouting angrily, and behind the two of them, a dark yellow phantom faintly appeared.

In that phantom, there was an extremely mysterious aura bursting out. Like a divine blade, it cut through the morning mist and went straight to the sky.

"Wu Sheng is above! This...... It's ......"

For a moment, the faces of all the spectators showed disbelief. On the martial arts field, it was suddenly so quiet that the needle could be heard.

"Little Chaoyuan Realm!"

"This is the Little Chaoyuan Realm!"

After a brief silence, the crowd erupted.

"Fuck! After Lao Tzu stepped into the Qi Refining Realm, he worked hard for fifteen years of hard cultivation, but he failed to advance to the Xiao Chaoyuan Realm.

How old are these two bunnies? Could it be that they have been practicing martial arts since their mother's womb? ”

In the crowd, a strong man like a black iron tower viciously spat out a branch in his mouth, his face full of shock and jealousy.

"Wu Meng, don't be unconvinced. Martial arts is the most important and sensitive.

We people are not talented enough, even if we practice hard all our lives, it is difficult to get a glimpse of the superior martial arts, so who is to blame. ”

Beside the strong man, another elderly warrior immediately began to discipline when he heard this.

"Xiao Chaoyuan Realm? These two little guys have actually entered the Little Chaoyuan Realm without making a sound! Isn't it the blessing of Lord Wusheng in the sky, can I revive the prestige of the Spirit Rain Department in the past? ”

At the edge of the martial arts arena, at the front of the spectators, there is a bluestone stand several zhang square.

On the stage, from left to right, three large bluestone chairs are lined up in turn, and three old men wearing animal skin robes are sitting in the middle of the chairs.

The old man sitting in the center, with a lion nose and a wide mouth, and a mighty demeanor without losing kindness, was Wu Yang, the leader of the Lingyu Department of the "Wu Sheng Clan".

At this time, he was obviously shocked by the extraordinary performance of the two teenagers in the field, opened his mouth wide, and was stunned for a moment, then he suddenly reached out and slapped it on the bluestone armrest, and laughed loudly:

"Hahahaha...... Wu Sheng is above, I can't imagine that my Lingyu Department has been weak for a hundred years, but today there are finally two martial arts geniuses.

In this way, at next year's 'Wuchi Meeting', wouldn't our Lingyu Department be able to raise our eyebrows and get rid of the humiliation of the last seat in one fell swoop? Hahahaha...... Bless you! Bless you, Lord Wusheng......"

Wuyang looked up to the sky and laughed nonstop. The thin old man sitting on his left still closed his eyes, and his whole person was as silent as a piece of dead wood, as if he didn't care about the competition in the field.

The old man's bark-like mottled cheeks looked like he was seventy or eighty years old, to say the least. However, when everyone's eyes occasionally fell on him, they were all full of awe.