On both sides of the Luoshui River and on the surface boats, there were thousands of martial arts people who came to watch the battle.

When so many people get together, it is noisy and noisy.

Even the three great grandmasters appeared one after another, which only made the noise a little quieter, but the whispering of thousands of people still merged into a huge buzz.

However, when Chang Wei's voice came from the sky, when everyone looked up and looked at the sky, when they saw that Chang Wei was twenty feet above the ground, stepping into the void, and striding forward, all the noise disappeared in an instant.

On both sides of the Luoshui River, the needle drop can be heard.

Everyone tilted their heads and looked at Chang Wei in disbelief.

At this moment, Chang Wei became the focus of attention.

And his aura also gives people a strong feeling of "heaven and earth, everything in the world is my foil".

That kind of intensity to the extreme, as if everything in heaven and earth was suddenly shrinking and diluting, only Chang Wei became more and more tall and distinct "sense of existence", so that even ordinary grandmasters with a considerable degree of spiritual cultivation could not help but ignore everything around them, and in their field of vision, it seemed that only Chang Wei who came from the sky was left.

The crowd was silent.

Only the rustle of the weeping willows on the shore in the evening breeze, and the sound of Luoshui slapping on the embankment and the hull of the boat, accompanied by Chang Wei's arrival.

He walked to the sky above the Tianjin Bridge, lowered his head, and looked at Wuzun Bi Xuan, who had just raised his voice to ask, like a god overlooking the ants.

"Martial Venerable Bi Xuan? Are you looking for me? ”

Bi Xuan's teeth were clenched, and the blue tendons on his forehead were pounding suddenly, and he was about to lose control of his emotions.

How many years has this kind of condescending look at ants has not appeared?

It has been decades since he had an adventure in the "Desert Temple", realized the "Burning Sun Miraculous Skill", achieved martial arts, and rose to the grassland, and no one dared to say a word of importance in front of him, let alone overlook him like this!

Bi Xuan's temperament is as fierce as fire, proud and conceited, how can he accept such humiliation?

Immediately flew off the horse, pointed the spear at the sky, and roared loudly: "Freedom Heavenly Demon, come down and fight!" ”

In the roar, Bi Xuanyanyang's aura unfolded, and within more than ten zhang of his body, the temperature rose rapidly, and the air was distorted, as if in an instant, this space of more than ten zhang in radius turned into a desert at noon in midsummer.

As soon as the scorching yang aura unfolded, even the disciples of Bi Xuan's disciples couldn't bear this terrifying aura that made people's body temperature rise sharply, it was difficult to breathe, and the true qi seemed to be boiling with it.

The power of this aura was not inferior to Zhu Yuyan's chaotic force field.

And this is just Bi Xuan's natural radiant aura, just like the body heat emitted by ordinary people. Unfolding and maintaining this aura will hardly cause any consumption to Bi Xuan!

This is the mystery of Bi Xuan's "Burning Sun Miraculous Skill".

His way is completely different from Ning Daoqi's natural indifference and Fu Cailin's extreme perfection, he is like the wind and sand of the desert, the sun in the sky, aggressive, wanton, domineering and arrogant!

So he never had to restrain his emotions.

Intense emotions such as mania, rage, and flamboyance will not affect his performance, but will increase the power of his martial arts.

When Bi Xuan unfolded his aura, his momentum even once competed with Chang Wei, who had a strong sense of existence, so that people would no longer ignore his existence because of Chang Wei's appearance.

Bi Xuan took the lead in the battle.

All eyes on it.

Chang Wei said lightly: "The momentum is good." is worthy of being the god of war of the grassland, Wuzun Bi Xuan. This seat shatters the void today, and is about to behead a great master to sacrifice to the sky. You Bi Xuan is the first challenge, then this blood of the heavens will be up to you! ”

As soon as the words fell, a dragon shadow suddenly rose on him.

It was a dragon shadow that was condensed with energy, and although it was translucent, it could be seen clearly with the naked eye.

And the masters with keen spiritual sense, when they used the spiritual qi machine to observe the dragon shadow, they even felt that it seemed to be a legendary real dragon, with scales and horns, fluttering beard, teeth and claws, majestic!

Rise!

In the sound of the dragon's groan, Chang Wei leaned down and slapped it with one palm.

Flying dragon in the sky!

This palm, in the eyes of ordinary martial arts people, is just the translucent dragon shadow wrapped around Chang Wei's body, leaning out of the dragon claws, overlapping with Chang Wei's palm.

But in the eyes of the masters who are more sensitive to spiritual sense, it looks like a real heavenly dragon descending from the sky, roaring out its claws.

The flying dragon is in the sky, and the cloud dragon probes the claws.

In the sound of the dragon's groan, Bi Xuan's sense of existence that was once able to compete with Chang Wei was taken away again because of the expansion of the scorching yang aura. In the eyes of everyone, only Chang Wei, who was like the descending of the heavenly dragon, was left.

Bi Xuan, who faced this palm, felt completely different from the onlookers.

The moment the dragon shadow rose on Chang Wei's body, and the moment he swooped out of his palm, he felt as if there was a shadow spreading out from Chang Wei's body, spreading rapidly, enveloping all directions, making all the colors between heaven and earth disappear and become pitch black, so that in his field of vision, only Chang Wei's figure was like a meteor and a dragon, getting bigger and bigger, and more and more fierce!

And Chang Wei's palm exuded a strange absorbing power, so that he almost couldn't help himself, was taken off the ground, and took the initiative to throw himself into Chang Wei's palm!

The palm that Chang Wei played at this moment is in the sky, and it is not a simple new dragon descending palm technique.

In his palm, he has integrated the essence of the "Heaven Turning Seal", a trick to protect the Dao supernatural power!

After such a fusion, the consumption of true qi and divine thoughts is extremely large, even if Chang Wei can ignore the consumption of true qi now, but his divine thoughts have not yet reached the realm of endless life, and after consumption, the replenishment is very slow. Even with his current cultivation of the Yuan Shen, he can only barely make three palms, and if he has one more palm, it will affect the Yuan Shen and make the Yuan Shen appear in danger of being injured by the Yuan Shen.

This trick should not be taken lightly.

But Chang Wei's battle was originally to establish his authority, and to add an extra layer of protection to the Demon Sect with the invincible deterrent power of the Heavenly Demons, so that even after he left, the people of the world would be deterred by his residual power, and at least for a short time, they would not dare to suppress the development of the Demon Sect with all their might.

Therefore, as soon as he made a move, he used a powerful killing move, and he wanted to use this-

Kill the Xuan Sacrifice Heaven!

The dragon chant is high-pitched, and the sound vibrates in all directions.

The dragon is majestic, sweeping in all directions.

The spectators who witnessed the power of this palm all held their breath. Even the two great grandmasters, Ning Daoqi and Fu Cailin, and even the Heavenly Sword Song Que, who may have stepped into the realm of the great grandmaster, couldn't help but shrink their pupils and look solemn.

With their spiritual cultivation, even if they didn't face Chang Wei's palm in person, they also noticed the subtlety and horror of Chang Wei's move. Unlike other spectators, he can only see the momentum of Chang Wei's move, and he doesn't understand the inner subtlety at all.

Chang Wei, who swooped down from a height of twenty zhang, was only three zhang away from Bi Xuan.

Bi Xuan tried his best to resist the absorbing power emanating from Chang Wei's palm.

And at this distance, even with Bi Xuan's skills, he felt that it was difficult to forcibly resist.

However, the distance of three zhang has reached the range of Bi Xuan's attack, and with his temperament, he can no longer endure passive resistance.

"Kill!"

In the roar, the Yanyang aura around Bi Xuan's body instantly contracted, condensing on the surface of his body, causing his bronzed skin to glow with a layer of pale golden light, which seemed to bloom with sunlight.

His long and powerful legs suddenly kicked the ground, the ground burst apart, and when the rubble splashed everywhere, Bi Xuan rose into the sky, and the war spear stabbed out against Chang Wei's palm.

This blow, like a god of war controlling the sun, stabbed a war spear towards the sky, trying to stab the sky out of a hole.

The power of this blow is Ning Daoqi, Fu Cailin, and Song Que, and they can't help but secretly praise in their hearts, thinking that they are themselves, and they must resolve it with exquisite moves, and they dare not fight hard.

The rest of the onlookers in the martial arts couldn't help but close their eyes, as if they were stabbed in the eyes by the light that bloomed on Bi Xuan's body, as if they were stabbed by the sharpness condensed on his battle spear.

Just when everyone closed their eyes, and only a few great grandmasters, or great masters who were close to the realm of great grandmasters, dared to open their eyes and look directly, a huge roar that shook people's hearts suddenly sounded.

With this huge roar, a translucent shock wave like ripples of water waves erupted from the place where Chang Wei and Bi Xuan collided, swept in all directions, rushed out of more than ten zhang, turned into a raging wind, and swept straight to the audience on both sides of the Luoshui River, and the audience was unstable and staggered back; The waves were turbulent in the water, and the boat capsized.

For a while, I don't know how many martial arts people who were watching the battle by boat screamed and fell into the river, causing a sound of falling into the water.

Less, calm and calm.

Everyone immediately looked at the place where Chang Wei and Bi Xuan were fighting.

But I saw Chang Wei standing on the Tianjin Bridge with his hands behind his back.

Bi Xuan was a foot behind him, with his back to him, maintaining a posture of holding his war spear high and stabbing upward, and on his perfect physique, he exuded a fiery aura like the scorching sun, looking like a statue of the god of war.

"How's it going? Why did the two great grandmasters stop? ”

"yes, why don't you stop? Didn't you just fight one move? Who has the upper hand? ”

"If you don't see clearly, you can't open your eyes at all......"

The people watching the martial arts had a lot of discussions, but only a few great grandmasters or masters close to the great grandmasters shook their heads imperceptibly and sighed.

In the sigh, there is a little bit of sadness for the dead fox.

Only Zhu Yuyan has bright eyes and a pretty face.

Just as the spectators were talking louder and louder, and when several of the world's top masters shook their heads and sighed, the flamboyant aura on Bi Xuan's body dissipated in an instant like a candle flame blown out by the wind.

Then, his heavenly spirit burst with a pop, and the blood rushed towards the sky like a fountain, reaching a height of several feet.

The scene of the blood fountain splashing, coupled with the perfect figure of Bi Xuan's sculpture of the God of War, and the blood-red remnant sun that has only a little afterglow left, suddenly gives people a strong sense of "the old god has fallen, and the new god has been established", which is more perfect in line with Chang Wei's previous declaration-

Behead a great master and sacrifice to the sky.

Isn't Bi Xuan's skull blood rising to the sky a sacrifice to the sky?

Blood drained.

Bi Xuan's tall figure slowly fell and fell to the ground with a bang.

The hearts of all the spectators also trembled heavily with the sound of Bi Xuanxiong's body.

On both sides of Luoshui and above the water, it became dead silence again, and even the warriors who were fluttering in the water couldn't help but stop and cast their eyes on Chang Wei.

Chang Wei stood quietly on the Tianjin Bridge, with an extremely strong sense of existence, turning everything around him into a foil, and making him the only one in heaven and earth in the eyes of everyone, and a god who was more majestic and perfect than the fallen Bi Xuan.

After being silent for a long time, Chang Wei slowly turned his head sideways, first looked at Ning Daoqi, paused for a moment, and then looked at Fu Cailin: "Scattered real person Ning Daoqi, Yijian master Fu Cailin, this seat wants to fight against the two of you at the same time." This isn't a humiliation for you, is it? ”

[Ask for a ticket.] 】

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