Hearing this, Mu Yang almost fell headlong.

Listen! Listen to the human language!

The fight just now was so shaking, but it was just a warm-up? Isn't this too much?

If the conditions didn't allow it, Muyang Truth would have sprayed them to death with a mouthful of salt soda.

In the eyes of the elders, such a battle is pleasing to the eye.

"Dongfang Junyao and Zhong Lice are worthy of being the most outstanding young people in the entire Donghuang Realm, even when we were in this realm, we didn't have such ability. ”

"Well, this year, the two of them have made great progress, and compared to last year's battle, it's not a little bit exciting. ”

"Especially Zhong Lice, last year, his physical strength was suppressed by Dongfang Junyao to death, and I don't know what means he used to cultivate this year, and he actually made up for this shortcoming. ”

Regarding the performance of the two, everyone was full of praise, but Luoyue was the only one, sitting quietly in the chair, staring at Zhong Lice with a little doubt, as if he had seen something.

On the top of the snow-capped mountain, Dongfang Junyao took out his spirit sword, and the sword body was densely engraved with many golden rectangular symbols, and under the flood of spiritual power, it was covered with a layer of silver light almost like moonlight.

This sword Mu Yang has seen many times, and it is called Yuehui! There are a total of ninety-nine spirit patterns carved on the entire sword body!

This is already the top-level existence of the primary spirit weapon!

Nine, is the supreme, ninety-nine, is the consummation of the spiritual pattern!

Compared to the seven-pattern spirit weapon in his hand, even a fraction of the spirit pattern of Yuehui can't reach it, and he can't handle it a little.

On the other side, the spiritual weapon in Zhong Lice's hand was not ordinary, it was a spear, which also had ninety-nine spirit patterns! The barrel of the spear was made of some kind of black metal, and it was covered with armor pieces like fish scales, which was very regular.

There is a ball of red tassels tied under the head of the spear, which has the miraculous effect of confusing the enemy, and the spear head, like a sharp blade, has a notch, once pierced into the body, it will definitely flow into a river of blood!

This is the spirit weapon that followed Zhong Lice to defeat countless geniuses, the dragon scale spear!

I saw Dongfang Junyao holding a long sword in his hand, dancing around his body, and wherever the sword body passed, there would be a staring sword shadow, and in just a few breaths, Dongfang Junyao already had a hundred sword shadows around him.

"A hundred swords are one!"

In an instant, all the hundred sword shadows attacked in the direction of Zhong Lice.

Mu Yang muttered: "It's still not comparable to the momentum of ten thousand swords returning to one." ”

But after all, the power of this martial art should not be underestimated, and Mu Yang believes that any sword shadow is definitely not something he can follow.

On the other hand, Zhong Lice did not panic at all, and calmly raised the dragon scale spear with one hand in front of him.

As soon as his right hand was released, the spear did not fall, but was quietly suspended in place, Zhong Lice's right palm condensed the magic seal and gently pushed it, only to see that the scales were all out of the surface, like a storm to meet the attack.

Each scale collided with a sword shadow with precision, and a huge energy collision swept out, blasting a large crater between the two!

The clash of martial arts is also comparable!

After that, the scales returned again, attaching to the barrel of the gun.

Dongfang Junyao lifted his sword up, and the sword shadow accompanied him, and the speed was extremely fast, as if the white pop and the environment were integrated.

Zhong Licice held the spear in both hands, performed a mysterious marksmanship, stood in place and kept waving it, and the sparks generated by the collision of weapons kept falling around him.

In this way, two figures, one black and one white, came and went on the top of the mountain, like a carpet bombardment, clashing wildly.

Large swathes of mountainous terrain were destroyed.

The movement of their battle became bigger and bigger, forcing Muyang to retreat again and again, and once almost hit him!

"I'll go, the gods are fighting. ”

Fortunately, Muyang dodged in time, otherwise it would have been possible to be cool directly.

"Moonlight, shine on the world!"

Dongfang Junyao jumped more than twenty meters, hovering in the air, his hands quickly sealed, and the moonlight flew at high speed beside him, turning into a silver-white ball.

Dongfang Junyao suddenly made a move, and a dazzling light like the glow of the moon was emitted from the ball, which seemed to be soft, but in fact it was secretly murderous!

Zhong Lice stood on the ground, his eyes flickering, and his hands quickly turned the dragon scale spear, condensing a black circular magic circle in front of him.

Then he held the barrel of the gun in his right hand and stabbed it in the direction of the center of the circle.

Roar!

A sound similar to a dragon's groan, emanating from a gun.

Mu Yang clearly saw that the black magic circle quickly shrank and condensed at the tip of the spear, and then a black dragon phantom that was ten meters long rushed out and collided with that moonlight!

The huge energy collided, producing an unimaginable explosion, and at that moment, the uncontrolled energy spread in all directions.

The destructive power this time is not comparable to the previous battles.

The boulder in front of Muyang's eyes was blown into pieces of rubble almost instantly.

Muyang hurriedly took out the small motorcycle and flew directly into the distance, which dodged the terrifying explosion.

From above, the entire hill has been flattened by this collision!

A huge mushroom cloud rose from the top of the mountain, the smoke was billowing out, and the figures of the two people were no longer visible.

But the sound of fighting can still be heard from the mushroom cloud, and from time to time there is a flash of brilliance, like thunder.

Mu Yang knew that their battle was still going on, only more intense.

"Is this a top genius? It's shocking. ”

Not to mention anything else, just drying out the mushroom cloud is enough to make the five bodies that Mu Yang admires fall to the ground.

In a certain moment, hundreds of fierce black and white rays erupted from the mushroom cloud, and the huge fluctuations completely tore apart the mushroom cloud in just an instant!

And in that central position, Dongfang Junyao and Zhong Lice sword tips were pressed against the tip of the spear, stalemate!

Boom!

There was another loud bang, and the two of them both flew out, each spurting out a mouthful of blood.

In the battle just now, they all used their strongest martial arts, and after some fighting, they were evenly matched with each other, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser.

But for Muyang, this is indeed a rare opportunity to gain knowledge.

He hadn't seen much of a duel between masters, and this battle would definitely subvert his perception of battle.

"It turns out that the fight scenes in the novel where the sky and the earth change color, and the fight scenes that split the mountains and the sea, are all real! This is the world of masters!"

At this time, Dongfang Junyao and Zhong Lice had already landed firmly on the top of the mountain, but they were not as chic as before.

Dongfang Junyao's clothes were broken a lot, and Zhong Lice's headbands were cut off, and there was also a bleeding sword mark on his right arm, although it was not very serious, but at least it showed that he was cut by Dongfang Junyao.

It seems that Dongfang Junyao has won a little bit.

Zhong Lice sneered: "It's been a year, and your martial arts haven't improved at all." ”

"Aren't you the same?"