"Bell!"

The crisp sound of gold and iron striking was deafening, and the place of impact was full of sparks, incomparably gorgeous, like fireworks blooming, dazzling.

Long Xiaotian held a black slender, thunderous arc beating thunder rod and the black giant scythe Bing Xing collided fiercely, and the amazing power swept out from the bodies of the two without reservation, raging like a tornado, and in an instant, the sand and rocks were flying, the dust was flying, and the land was in chaos and chaos.

"It's only been a long time since I've seen you, and I'm really surprised that your strength has improved a lot. Bing Xing raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling the powerful power that rushed out of Long Xiaotian's body like a river, he was extremely surprised, he knew very well that when he fought with Long Xiaotian, the opponent's strength had not yet reached this level, but he didn't expect the two to meet again, Long Xiaotian's strength had improved a lot, enough to shake him head-on without the slightest disadvantage.

"I'm lucky, I've met a lot of natural treasures along the way, and it's not a strange thing to eat here all the way and improve my strength. Long Xiaotian was full of nonsense, and he came when he opened his mouth, his face was not red and his heart was not beating.

Bing Xing said with some excitement: "This is interesting, if you are the one before, I dare to conclude that when I do my best, I will definitely be able to defeat you." But now that your strength has improved a lot, I am not absolutely sure that I will defeat you, this is a very interesting challenge for me, I hope that in the next battle, you can make me feel happy!"

"It just so happens that I also want to try what kind of strength I have reached now, you are a good whetstone, just in time for me to test. Long Xiaotian's clear and clear face had a high battle intent surging, and he shook it violently, shaking the soldier star out.

"Whetstone, your thoughts are dangerous, it may be a very stupid thing to think of me as your whetstone!" Soldier Xing's expression sank slightly, and there was a trace of cold color in his eyes that climbed up like a vine, and his aura rose rapidly like a rocket, reaching a fairly high level.

"Aren't you going to warm up?"

Feeling the powerful battle intent and fierce aura exuded from the other party's body, Long Xiaotian did not show the slightest fear and retreat, his pupils shrank slightly, and the spiritual power in the sea of qi in his body also surged out like a flood that broke the embankment, the strength of the soldier star was much higher than Zhao Wu, and Long Xiaotian had to be treated solemnly.

The melodious and clear flute sounded loudly, fierce and high, like a warrior beating a drum, like a thousand troops galloping and roaring, the sound was amazing. The wonderful flute sound is like a key to unlock the treasure of the human body, hooking the deepest potential of Long Xiaotian's body and slowly opening it.

A wild force gushed out from the depths of his body like a spiritual spring, and his aura once again improved, and he was able to match and match the soldiers.

"It's this strange flute technique again, it seems that you have a lot of means, and I'm looking forward to the next battle!"

Seeing Long Xiaotian display this mysterious flute technique, Bing Xing did not show any surprise or surprise, because he had already seen it, but he was just very curious and cautious.

"Little junior brother, you can fight with confidence, I can deal with these two people myself. Shangguan Menglan saw that Long Xiaotian was facing a strong opponent, although she was very worried, but she also understood that with her current state, if she went up, it would not be of any help, but would become a burden to Long Xiaotian, dragging him back, it was better to intercept Zhao Wu and create a good fighting environment for Long Xiaotian.

Zhao Wu and both of them were injured a lot, and the other one had even lost his combat effectiveness, and it was difficult to stand up and continue fighting, leaving only one Zhao Wu, the two of them were half a catty and eight taels, and they really fought together, and it was really hard to say who lost and who won.

Long Xiaotian nodded slightly at Shangguan Menglan, and then jumped forward, like a floating light, a passing shadow, and in an instant, he came to the front of Bing Xing, and the thunder stick in his hand was wrapped in the power of the arrogant and domineering, and smashed down on his head and face.

"It's time for us to fight it out!"

In the face of Long Xiaotian's fierce and domineering attack, Bing Xing laughed wildly, carrying a black giant scythe, rushing over like a humanoid beast, with a strong spiritual power like a torrent in his body surging out, and the two collided fiercely, breaking out with a deafening sound.

After the first blow, the two immediately separated, and then shot out again, crisscrossing and striking, flashing and moving, wielding the weapon in his hand into a fierce and violent attack, pouring down like a raging storm, bound to defeat the other party.

"Bell, bell!"

The clear and piercing sound of gold and iron clashing continued to resound like firecrackers, and the two of them fought fast and moved like thunder, and every impact made the two of them surging with blood and blood, their arms were sore, and their mouths were in severe pain. But the offensive of the two did not stop, but became more and more fierce and fast, surging like a stormy wave, never dying!

"Soul Introduction!"

"Mirror Moon Song!"

Long Xiaotian was single-minded, holding a thunderous rod and constantly crisscrossing attacks, slashing horizontally and vertically, resisting the domineering and fierce attacks of the soldiers, while controlling the spiritual power and controlling the purple jade flute to deduce the flute technique.

The quiet and soft sound of the flute sounded throughout, and the aura of the surrounding heaven and earth seemed to be pulled by the sound of the flute, and was absorbed into Long Xiaotian's body, and his lost strength was replenished a lot.

A bright moon slowly condensed from the top of his head, and the cold and soft moonlight poured down, solemn as a mountain, making people feel great oppression, even if the strength of the soldier star was strong, he was very afraid of the cold and slippery moonlight, and he did not dare to let it stain his body.

In the face of Long Xiaotian's strong mountain-like offensive, Bing Xing also showed the mastery of the Xuanwu Mansion Weapon Gate, and a piece of strangely shaped weapons flew out of the Qiankun bag hanging on his waist like locusts, dense, innumerable, under his subtle control, each weapon flew out according to some kind of weird and tricky arc, attacking Long Xiaotian from different directions and angles.

Long Xiaotian was forced to be helpless, so he had no choice but to shroud the bright moon above his head, protect him, and resist the swift and fierce attack of the sharp cold weapon!

"Bang bang bang!"

A series of sharp and sharp weapons broke through the air, bringing a sharp sound of breaking the wind, extremely harsh, like the cry of a night owl, like a resentful woman crying, making people's heartstrings tremble, difficult to calm down.

The bright moon condensed from the mysterious sound waves was attacked like a storm, and there were violent ripples suddenly, but it was not immediately shattered, because the aura between heaven and earth was constantly converging, and it was absorbed by the bright moon, repairing the traces of cracking.

The two sides went back and forth, attacking each other, and for a while, it was difficult to break through each other's defenses, and they were deadlocked.

The fierce battle between the two has reached the point of white-hot until now, and every step they take is extremely cautious, for fear of leaving a fatal flaw for the other party, thus putting themselves in a situation from which they will never recover.

"Your turtle shell is really hard, and it hasn't been completely shattered after fighting for so long!" Bing Xing sneered coldly with anger.

Long Xiaotian confronted each other and said sarcastically: "Do you have to bring so many embroidery needles every time you go out?

The two glared angrily and refused to give in, whether it was a spiritual attack or a verbal attack, they both wanted to defeat each other and win the battle.

"Whew!"

The fierce battle has been so far, the strength of the two has lost a lot, their faces are getting whiter and paler, and their breathing is getting faster and faster, they all understand that if they continue to fight, they will fight for the majesty of their own spiritual power, and whoever has a deeper spiritual power will be able to have the last laugh.

Obviously, if you talk about the depth of spiritual power, Bing Xing must be superior, because his realm is much higher than Long Xiaotian, and the spiritual power is naturally extremely strong. But although Long Xiaotian's spiritual power is relatively shallow, his spiritual power is incomparably condensed and refined, and a wisp of spiritual power can be worth other people's ten, hundred, or even thousands of wisps, so he also gritted his teeth and persevered, plus the "Spiritual Song" gathered the aura of the surrounding heaven and earth, and let him absorb it, although it was a drop in the bucket, but it was better than not supplementing, combining the above two advantages, he was really not afraid to compete with the soldiers and stars for spiritual power.

"If we continue to fight like this, it's just that we stop each other because of the exhaustion of spiritual power, why don't we two give it a blow, let it go, and see who can have the last laugh, what do you think?"

Bing Xing put back the weapon like a rainstorm, and the thick and fierce aura was restrained like a thousand rivers returning to the sea, but there was a terrifying power brewing in his body.

"Just what I want!"

Long Xiaotian naturally didn't have any reason to object, instead of fighting to the end and stopping each other because of the depletion of spiritual power, it was better to strike a blow with dignity and see who could have the last laugh, isn't this a very passionate and enjoyable thing?

As soon as the words fell, he dissipated the sound of the flute, holding the thunder rod in his hand, pointing obliquely at the soldier star, and the only remaining spiritual power in his body was withdrawn from the sea of qi little by little, circulating along the specific meridian routes, forming a mysterious and unfathomable trajectory, and finally injected into the thunder rod like a dragon returning to the sea.

"Snort!"

A thunder arc jumped out from the thunder rod, like a tide spreading, and soon the thunder rod was covered, like a pillar of thunder, exuding a brilliant and inviolable heavenly might, which made people feel awe-inspiring from the bottom of their hearts.

A powerful momentum swept out like the arrival of the thunder god, and a violent thunderbolt shot out from the thunder stick, bombarding the ground fiercely, like a plough court sweeping holes, plowing out a deep crack, like a wild dragon monster python, very hideous and terrifying, shocking!

"It's so powerful, is this the most powerful hole card he hides?" Bing Xing's eyes froze slightly, and a solemn and surprised look that could not be concealed appeared on his face.

"You're not the only one with powerful means!"

Bing Xing took a deep breath, there was a trace of sharp light in the depths of his eyes, he let go of the black giant scythe in his hand, his mind moved, slowly rose into the air, and the many weapons that flew out gathered together, with his control, manifested the shape of a sickle, which was very huge, giving people an extremely strong sense of oppression, like the scythe of death that harvested life, flowing out of a sharp cold light, and the air was frozen.

"Ten thousand sword lights!"

Bing Xing completely drained all the spiritual power in his body, his face was almost transparent, his breath instantly withered to an incredible level, and his body was like a stump of branches and leaves, swaying and trembling, like a candle in the wind.

"Buzz!"

The giant scythe above his head trembled slightly, bursting out with an extremely powerful light, incomparably cold and fierce. A huge palm phantom condensed out, slowly holding the giant scythe condensed by countless weapons, and swung down at a firm and steady speed.

The sharp sound of breaking wind resounded overwhelmingly, and the air seemed to be torn apart by a giant scythe that flowed out of the cold and sharp sword light, and there was a sharp and terrible wail, which was extremely harsh, and made the ear drums vibrate, and there were signs of deafness.

"Da Yin Xi Sheng!"

Long Xiaotian's pupils reflected the huge scythe that fell from the sky, like the scythe of death, his pupils were beating with a crazy color, and the last trace of spiritual power in his body was also squeezed dry by him, his body shook violently, but he still held a thunder rod and shot out.

"Bell!"

The two terrifying attacks, like the impact of a meteor, collided fiercely, and in an instant, the heavens and the earth were quiet, and then, a loud noise erupted, like the thunder of the nine heavens exploded, as if the sky dome was poked out of a hole.

The terrifying ripples of energy surged in all directions like a raging sea, and in an instant, the ground cracked inch by inch, and countless pieces of rubble were swept away by the fierce hurricane, soaring into the sky!