Only one of the figures, holding a jade flute in his hand, blocked the light and made a crisp sound.

With one move, the hearts of Moya and Shangqiu Mengqian sank.

The other party was unexpectedly tough.

Glancing at each other, the two moved together, and their movements were as fast as lightning, but in an instant, they made more than ten moves.

It's all a touch, and there is no intention of fighting.

With the eyesight of most of the people present, they didn't see anything, and they saw two figures flying in the air, neither the aura overflowing, nor the wind, and it was a mess.

"Am I not enough? Could it be that the battle between the Xuan Ling masters has reached the realm of returning to the basics and being introverted? ”

"I don't understand either, if you want to say that these two Xuanling Masters are fighting, the world will not be turned upside down, and there will be no movement at all, right?"

"Otherwise, how can we just be true spirit masters, and others are Xuan spirit masters?"

These are all onlookers who want to learn something with an open mind, but they don't see anything.

However, the expressions of several Xuanling masters such as Snow Girl and Baili Zixi were more solemn, and their realms were not too far apart, and they could be seen more or less clearly.

Although Jimoya and Shangqiu Mengqian seem to be fighting fast, there is nothing to see, and there is no fireworks.

But in their eyes, it is a trick to hide a killing machine, and if they are not careful, they are afraid that they will worry about their lives.

Nangong Beichen and Bai Chenfeng's faces were gloomy, and seeing Jimoya and Shangqiu Mengqian fighting, they knew how big the gap was with him.

The two of them are not stupid, this is that Mo Ya is clearly fighting with Shangqiu Mengqian, warning them of their delusional delusions.

Baili Zixi barely maintained her composure on her face, but she turned over the river and the sea in her heart, she always thought that in addition to Gongziya, she was the most powerful among the younger generation.

can enter the secret realm, suffer blows one after another, forget the appearance of the snow girl, and now it seems that Shangqiu Mengqian is faintly higher than himself.

This is not good news for me.

The rest of the people also had their own thoughts, but the two people in the field each struck a palm, retreated and slowly landed.

What's going on? Who won?

After a moment of silence, Shangqiu Mengqian spoke, the arrogant look between his eyebrows converged, and his expression was straight: "You won!" ”

Ji Moya bowed slightly: "Accept!" ”

This is Jimoya won.

Phantom Tianyan was overjoyed, and was about to step forward to take Jimoya's hand, so that he could praise it, when he heard Shangqiu Mengqian speak again: "But this son will not give up!" ”

I'll go! The phantom's face immediately darkened.

Ji Moya couldn't help but twitch his hand, and he had the urge to step forward and beat him again.

Shangqiu Mengqian sighed, very aggrieved: "Yan Yan, if Jimoya treats you badly one day, the door of my Shangqiu family will always be open for you!" ”

Phantom Qianyan really wants to propose, Ya Shuai, why don't you go and kill him!

Before he could speak, he felt that the air around him suddenly accelerated his circulation, and a gust of demonic wind suddenly appeared on the flat ground.

The yellow sand on the ground was rolled up, and it gathered into the sky layer by layer.

The wind is getting stronger and stronger, carrying yellow sand, covering the sky and the sun.

In just a few moments, the sand city was shrouded in this yellow sand storm, and the sky suddenly darkened, and the visibility was extremely low.

Everyone was busy covering their mouths and noses, this kind of sandstorm, if you are not careful, you will eat a mouthful of sand.

Ji Moya steadily held Phantom Tilt Yan in his arms, and with a few strokes of his hand in the air, a small wind shield enveloped the two of them.