Xia Ji was shocked by Pang.

A hundred battles are kings against slaughtering kings.

Boom!

The two of them were almost full force to struck a blow, and they were evenly matched.

The force of the impact caused the two to separate immediately after a brief contact.

And the two winds collided together, and there was a muffled thunderous explosion.

Xia Ji's expression was calm, Pang was shocked only to feel a numbness in the tiger's mouth, showing some astonishment, this stunned in an instant, this nine-foot-tall, bear-like young man laughed out loud, and roared: "Come again!"

The two of them had a good heart, and they didn't need any body skills at this time, let alone any speed, they just dragged their knives towards each other.

Then simply go out with the knife.

Boom!

Knife to knife, there was another explosion of thunder, and the bursting air currents blew the hair of the two people in a backward dance.

After a knife, the two stabbed again.

It's just that this knife is a little more internal force than the previous one.

Boom!

Knife again.

The internal forces gradually increase.

The disciples of the Holy Companion who were watching around almost suspected that the two of them were about to break their knives.

Xia Ji was shocked by Pang, both of them froze, only their right hands were dancing, and there were no moves at all.

It's a simple chop!

It's just that one cut is more powerful than the other, the sound waves, the shock, and the air flow seem to be mixed into a whirlpool, with the two of them as the center, so that all the flowers and plants on the top of the mountain in summer are shattered and split!

The crowd at the front stepped back.

The body is still, but the knife becomes an afterimage.

Movement and stillness, showing a thrilling beauty of power.

These two people don't seem to be swordsmen, as if they are just competing in strength.

In just a few moments, the two of them have already made hundreds of cuts.

But his expression remained the same, slashing at each other.

This posture doesn't seem to be a martial arts competition, but a sparring with fellow brothers and sisters.

Suddenly, the speed at which the two of them slashed out.

But the force is heavier.

Each blow seems to be an all-out effort, and it seems to contain all the will.

If it was a muffled thunder before, at this moment, the crowd only felt that the sound of the knife was like a gong in their ears, and the realm cultivation was a little lower, and even nosebleeds began to flow out.

Elder Heavenly King said luckily: "Cover your ears and stand back!"

As if awakened, the disciples of the Holy Gate began to retreat wildly, and gradually ran again, until they got out of the way and stopped for almost a hundred feet.

Ning Mengzhen also carried the medicine box and ran after them.

These two seem to be in a martial arts competition, this is too different from the battle imagined by Xiao Lu Ding, and the Holy Son and Pang Jing seem to be competing in strength.

Her head was buzzing, like a swarm of bees flying, and in the distance the two of them were only the size of fingers.

Boom! Boom!

The speed of the two slashing against each other is getting slower and slower.

Pang Jing's heart was full of shock, he thought that his adventures over the years were enough to subvert the Holy Son, and he only tried the Holy Son this time, after all, it was already extremely remarkable for a person with all his skills to recover his strength.

But the Holy Son not only recovered, but also changed his sword intent, from the original strange and treacherous, to the current domineering King's Landing, from the original different from his own way, to the same way.

Xia Ji was actually quite surprised in his heart, he had more than two internal strength, and it stands to reason that he should be invincible, but Pang Ji could actually take it one by one, if it weren't for the fact that the corners of the latter's mouth began to ooze blood, and the tiger's mouth began to crack, he really had to doubt himself.

It seems that in this world, the term "how many internal forces" is not the same as the year, and chance, adventure, and talent are enough to subvert the number of internal forces.

It is not so much that he now has one hundred and thirty-four internal forces, but one hundred and thirty-four units of internal force.

According to the description in the game in the previous life, I am afraid that it is:

Summer pole - internal force value: 134.

He felt that in this way, he could remind himself that the current world was by no means simple, and it was not the low-martial world that he had originally understood to dominate the world in a hundred years.

Ning Meng really couldn't understand what the two were fighting.

In addition to being very fierce...

It's really boring.

In the imagination, the sword flashed, and there was not a single fancy move.

She couldn't read it, but someone could see it.

On the Dead Leaf Pavilion.

Elder Heavenly King's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he couldn't help but pat the railing and shouted, "Okay!

It's really rare that these two people are in a state of mind!

Under the evenly matched,-for-tat sword intent and strength, whoever is shaken in his state of mind will lose!

Both the Son and Pang Jing were aware of this, so they discarded all flashy things.

And each other uses each other as a whetstone, competing for a state of mind.

Each time it was filled with rock-solid faith, and every time it slashed out with all its strength and a victorious heart.

There is no success or failure in this battle, they are all winners, and after this battle, the two will definitely have another breakthrough!

The fact that there are these two in the younger generation of my Holy Gate really reminds me of the master of the gate and the original..."

Elder Sacred Heart said softly, "Be careful, that name is taboo. ”

Elder Heavenly King laughed: "Aren't I happy!"

Elder Wisdom glanced at the two of them coldly, a woman with long hair and short knowledge, and an old man with a stunned brain who practiced dragon hands, he would climb on your head sooner or later.

He sneered in his heart, and then spoke: "The Holy Son is very powerful, in the Cloud Heart Pavilion, he not only solved the poison of the Hades King Jade, but also cultivated from scratch to the Great Perfection of the True Yuan Realm, which can rival Pang Jing."

Don't you doubt how the Son did it?

What means could he do it?

There is no power, but the origin of this power is unknown, don't you two ask clearly?"

Elder Heavenly King snorted coldly: "Everyone has hole cards and secrets, does Elder Wisdom want to tell others everything? The Holy Son has regained his strength, then it is still the Holy Son I know, and no one can change this fact! And as an elder, he is not qualified to ask the Holy Son to explain anything!"

Elder Sacred Heart showed some unbearable expression, and suddenly persuaded: "Actually, what Elder Wisdom said is also right, the Holy Son has recovered, and I am relieved, but if he has promoted himself through some evil way or some self-destructive foundation, then, if we don't ask clearly, it will be irresponsible to the entire Holy Gate." ”

Elder Wisdom was stunned, he didn't expect this stupid woman to actually help him.

He embarrassed the Holy Son, not because he was a bar, but because he had a purpose, this woman...

Elder Wisdom's eyes rolled, and he suddenly remembered the relationship between Elder Sacred Heart and the Lu family in the Great Wei family, and then remembered Lu Changke, who had been abolished by the Holy Son a few days ago, and couldn't help but understand.

This woman looks holy, but she's actually a bitch.

She was communiquing her personal vendetta.

The elders have a difference of opinion, two to one, the minority obeys the majority, but the king of heaven Lao Tzu is not convinced, if he obeys, he will not call himself the king of heaven Lao Tzu.

"Not anyway!"

"Why can't it be? For the sake of the safety of the Holy Gate, why doesn't the Holy Son explain!"

"The two of you are angry, it's better to be like this, the three of us ask together, if the Holy Son says it's better, if he doesn't say anything, can we be optimistic, what if the Holy Son is willing to say it?"

Elder Sacred Heart looked like she was playing a round, but in fact she was still helping Elder Wisdom advance, and in fact, she was also curious.