However, after he saw Xuanyuan Zhengqing's smile, his heart was cold, the decision of the emperor-level peak powerhouse, even if he wanted to disagree, he was powerless to veto.

Yu Zhentian had the heart to reject Xuanyuan Zhengqing's proposal, but the emperor-level peak powerhouse was angry, as a saint-level master, he still couldn't bear it, if Xuanyuan Zhengqing and Lu Yang let him make a choice, he would rather choose Lu Yang.

Although Lu Yang has almost no opponents in the realm of Wujun Dacheng, Yu Zhentian has his own self-confidence, after all, he thinks that he will far surpass Lu Yang in the use of experience and exercises, which is the source of his self-confidence.

"Sect Master Yu, have you thought of a candidate for a duel with Lu Yang on your side?"

Xuanyuan Zhengqing stared at Yu Zhentian deadly, observing Yu Zhentian's face, and when he saw a compromise look on Yu Zhentian's face, he couldn't help but sneer secretly in his heart.

"Since the Xuanyuan Domain Lord has made a decision, then my Netherworld Sect will follow, this candidate is naturally by me personally, if the Netherworld Sect wins, I also hope that the Xuanyuan Domain Lord will abide by the promise of the losing side to accept any punishment from the victorious side. ”

Yu Zhentian's expression was gloomy, and after some deep thought, he made a decision, on the side of the Netherworld Sect, only if he personally went into battle, he would have a little chance of victory.

"That's nature, there are so many people present, how can the old man go back on his word? Now that you have made a decision, then the old man will suppress your cultivation in the realm of Martial Monarch Dacheng. ”

Xuanyuan Zhengqing smiled slightly, only to see that his palm was raised, and a burst of energy came out of his hand, and then shot into Yu Zhentian's body.

I saw the breath around Zhentian's body for a moment, and then the cultivation breath dropped instantly, and when it descended to the realm of Wujun Dacheng, its cultivation steadily stopped above the realm of Wujun Dacheng.

"Little friend Lu Yang, the next life and death of your friend and your teacher are in your hands, so let's do it yourself. ”

After Xuanyuan Zhengqing sealed Zhentian's cultivation in the realm of Wujun Dacheng, he turned around to look at Lu Yang and said slowly.

"Thank you Xuanyuan seniors for saving my teacher, this grace and this virtue Lu Yang will be remembered forever, as for the four members of the Netherworld Sect, no one wants to get out of the Yin Mountain today......"

Lu Yang and Bai Wendong, who was not far away, looked extremely grateful, and bowed deeply to Xuanyuan Zhengqing at the same time.

After a bow, Lu Yang's face suddenly turned cold, and at this moment, the power of the violent origin, like a thousand feet of wolf smoke, suddenly gushed out from his body.

"Boom"

The origin power around Lu Yang's body rolled out, and an extremely hot and extremely cold energy slowly hovered above his head, faintly, a pattern of gossip yin and yang fish slowly took shape in mid-air.

"Yu Zhentian, Lu will return what you said just now, none of you want to leave this place alive today. ”

Lu Yang's dark and deep eyes were glowing with a cold glow like a blade, and he spoke in a cold tone.

"Little brute, Beizhou can't be arrogant yet......" In Zhentian's eyes, the sharp light flashed, and the sharp light was like a sword qi surging.

When Yu Zhentian's voice fell, the anger was rolling, raging like a storm, and a palpitating coercion was slowly released.

This coercion does not originate from the cultivation realm at this moment, but the coercion of those who are in a higher position, and this coercion exists in the spirit.

Obviously, even if the Sect Master of the Netherworld Sect of the Saint-level Dacheng was sealed in the Martial Monarch Dacheng realm, the power of the Saint-level powerhouse was enough to make people fearful.

Lu Yang's eyes froze, even if this Yu Zhentian's cultivation was sealed in the Martial Monarch Dacheng realm, but the momentum he exuded was not comparable to that of the monks of the Martial Monarch Dacheng realm.

In the Yuyin Mountain, on the huge clearing, only two figures, one old and one young, were confronted with each other, and the temperature in the entire area seemed to be lowering at this time.

Countless eyes converged on the old and young people, and everyone stared intently at the scene in front of them.

The corners of Yu Zhentian's mouth sneered, and the cold light in his eyes swept out, only to see that his body was shaken, and a torrent of cyan qi roared out from his body.

"Boom"

There was a loud bang, resounding through the heavens and the earth, the cyan gang qi torrent rolled down, and the fierce cold air filled the heaven and the earth, and even the water vapor in the air showed signs of freezing at this time.

Although Yu Zhentian's cultivation was suppressed in the realm of Martial Monarch Dacheng, his Martial Monarch Dacheng realm was naturally extraordinary.

Lu Yang's face was not wavering, the dark red origin power mixed with the white mist, also roared out from his right arm, this origin power was like a dark red match, and the front and the torrent of Gang Qi collided fiercely.

Lu Yang Wujun's cultivation was also extraordinary, so he did not have the slightest fear in the face of Zhentian's Gang Qi offensive.

"Bang"

After the two energies of one blue and one red penetrated through the void, the next moment, they collided fiercely, and the two colors of energy continued to erode and wear each other.

"This little cub, it seems that the realm of Wujun is really a few opponents......"

Between the erosion of the two energies, Yu Zhentian noticed the specialness of Lu Yanggang's qi, and couldn't help but be shocked, muttering to himself in his heart.

"Condensation"

At this moment, Lu Yang's right arm stretched forward, pointed out, and drank in his mouth, only to see that the dark red energy instantly transformed into the shape of a giant dragon, and the sound of the dragon's groan sounded faintly, and the dark red light burst out.

"Extreme Cold Burst"

Yu Zhentian saw that the energy emitted by Lu Yang had changed, and then he let out a low cry, only to see that the cyan torrent suddenly exploded, and a silver-white aura, like ripples on the surface of the lake, spread out at an astonishing speed.

The silver-white aura spread out, and the dark red dragon was pushed out, and the moisture in the air instantly froze, and countless thin Xiaoice cones like steel needles roared towards Lu Yang at lightning speed.

Yu Zhentian is not a saint-level powerhouse, and the use of Gang Qi has reached the level of simplification, he just used the power of the explosion to push out the fire dragon, and then, regardless of the dark red dragon, directly condensed the moisture in the air into ice picks, and overwhelmed the landing sun.

The overwhelming small Xiaoice cone rapidly enlarged in Lu Yang's eyes, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his outstretched palm shook it.

"Burst"

Lu Yang's words fell, and the dark red energy in the shape of the dragon spread silently, and all the small ice Xiaoice cones that entered this dark red energy melted one after another, and after these countless tiny ice cones melted, they fell like raindrops.

At this moment, in the area where the two were fighting, it was like a light rain, dripping, and this light rain carried a compelling cold, which made people feel cold all over the body......