The roar of the mountains and the roar of the tsunami shook the sky like a crash on the shore, and the clouds in the sky were scattered by the fierce shouts like a tsunami.

Long Xiaotian is dressed in white like snow, with a purple jade flute hanging on his waist, wearing a civet jade pendant around his neck, holding a colorful wishful stick, his expression is dignified, and his body is like a taut string, a slight touch will cause the most violent and fierce counterattack!

Wan Ming is dressed in black and has black hair, his head is erect, his aura is magnificent, and his divine bones are abundant, giving people a sense of sharpness like a sword unsheathed, this young man's expression is cold, even if Long Xiaotian defeats the wind bead, it is difficult to make Wan Ming show any emotion, at most he just glances at him a few more times.

"This is the end of your path!"

Wan Ming said lightly, his voice was as domineering as Hong Zhong Da Lu, shaking people's hearts, as if thunder was roaring in his ears, which was extremely deterrent.

"Bell!"

A dark ancient halberd slammed into the hard stone slab, cracking out a slight trace, spreading out like a spider web, and a strange wave rippled out like flowing water, sweeping through the space and sweeping over Long Xiaotian.

Long Xiaotian's pupils shrank slightly, and his delicate and clear face showed a look of surprise, because this dark ancient halberd turned out to be a quasi-heavenly weapon, although there was still a gap compared to his wishful stick, but the powerful power contained in it was still more than ninety percent of the spiritual weapons.

"Boom!"

Wan Ming held the Heavenly Scale Ancient Halberd in his hand, raised his sword eyebrows, and a domineering and powerful aura swept out like a mountain torrent, setting off a huge storm of wind and qi, and rushed towards Long Xiaotian fiercely.

"Humph!"

In the face of Wan Ming's shock, Long Xiaotian snorted coldly, slammed on the ground with the soles of his feet, and the deep spiritual power in his body surged out like an ocean bursting from the embankment, and the powerful aura swept away without reservation, resisting all the violent qi waves that Wan Ming came from.

"Soul Introduction!"

"Furious Warsong!"

Wan Ming, who burst out with a strong momentum, also showed his true strength in front of Long Xiaotian, he was actually a real powerhouse of the Six Yang Tongtian Realm, and he was still without using the Qilin Amplification Technique, which was very amazing!

Therefore, Long Xiaotian didn't have any intention of continuing to hide his strength as soon as he came up, facing such an unimaginably fierce opponent, if he still had a fluke mentality, he could only be a fool.

The melodious and gentle flute sound rises throughout, sometimes warm as the wind, sometimes violent as fire, sometimes soft as water, sometimes as fierce as ice, two completely different rhythms, flying and rotating, layered, mysterious and surprising.

The aura between heaven and earth was pulled by the strange flute sound, and it suddenly converged, and was absorbed into Long Xiaotian's body, and his aura increased for a short time.

The sound of the flute is faint and ethereal, as if it has opened the shackles of the hidden power in the depths of his body, and a wild force is like wild grass springing up in his body after the rain, and his breath has been greatly improved, but even so, compared with the Ten Thousand Shadows of the Six Yang Heavenly Realm, there is still a certain gap, but this gap is not so huge that it is immeasurable, but it has been raised and seen.

"Swift Walk"

Immediately afterwards, one tone was flat and one tone rose again, as agile as a bird leaping into the air, the flute sound as light as a white feather fluttering sounded, and a wisp of light wind entwined, wrapping Long Xiaotian's body in full, he felt that his body became light and drifted a lot, as if it was a weightless white feather, falling with the wind, rising with the wind, floating without a trace!

"Huh!"

Three kinds of mysterious flute skills were displayed one after another, Long Xiaotian's strength and speed were all improved a lot, his body trembled, an afterimage stayed in place, and the body was swept out like a gallop, and the spiritual power in the body was like a torrent of endless running rapidly, and the wishful stick in his hand bloomed with shimmering brilliance, brilliant and dazzling, and the powerful power burst out like a storm, all facing the body like a javelin, holding the Heavenly Scale Ancient Halberd, and the ten thousand hells with an indifferent look shrouded away!

"Bell, bell!"

The wishful rod wrapped in fierce power waved down like a storm, and the afterimages were repeated, and the sound of breaking the wind burst into bursts, and it slashed down towards the vital points around Wan Ming.

In the face of such a fierce and peerless attack, Wan Ming's eyelids were slightly raised, and the Heavenly Scale Ancient Halberd in his hand drew a sharp light, cutting through the sky, and resisting all the attacks that weighed more than a thousand pounds.

The crisp sound of gold and iron clashing like firecrackers resounded endlessly, sparks were everywhere, gorgeous and dazzling, just like the stars that had come to an end of life in the dark night burst out at the last moment, dazzling people's eyes!

"It's really like an iron wall, and you can't find the slightest flaw!"

As time went by, the battle between Long Xiaotian and Wan Ming became more and more intense, and ordinary people only saw two balls of light and shadow entangled like lightning, bursting into brilliant sparks, and it was difficult to really see the trajectory of the two fighting.

Long Xiaotian's face was extremely solemn, because Wan Ming's strength was really very strong, compared with Fengzhu, it was incomparable, and his combat power was not at the same level at all, no wonder he was the most powerful contender to win the top spot in this Wuzhou Elite Competition, there was no one.

The ruyi stick is like a mad python and poisonous snake, attacking as fast as lightning from various tricky and ruthless angles, but it was perceived by Wan Ming, the heavenly scale ancient halberd swept away, and directly shook the ruyi stick out, and the powerful power rushed like a tsunami, Long Xiaotian's entire arm was numb, and the tiger's mouth was even more violently burning, as if it had been burned by the flames, and it would tear out a hole.

"You're strong, but unfortunately you're not strong enough!"

Looking at Long Xiaotian, who was frantically attacking him, Wan Ming said lightly, in an instant, his tongue bloomed with spring thunder, and he let out a low cry, and a loud sound burst in Long Xiaotian's ears, which was incomparably loud, directly shaking Long Xiaotian's eardrum into severe pain, and falling into a state of temporary deafness, and the fast-running spiritual power in his body was also slightly stagnant, and his swift attack like a streamer lightning froze for a moment.

"Humph!"

Wan Ming snorted coldly, his palm bent into a claw, and the fierce and strong spiritual power burst out like a storm, sharp and cold!

"Aquila Claw!"

Wu Daosen's cold cold light pierced the space, and in Long Xiaotian's shocked gaze, it slashed across his chest.

"Whew!"

The sound of clothes being torn and the sound of blood splashing from skin being cut resounded at the same time, and Long Xiaotian felt a pain in his chest, and the sharp and sharp force was like thunder and lightning frantically eroding his skin.

Long Xiaotian's body quickly retreated, and there were many afterimages, but how could Wan Ming let go of this great opportunity, and immediately took advantage of the victory to pursue, wanting to beat Long Xiaotian to the point that he had no power to parry, only defense!

"Mirror Moon Song!"

Facing the aggressive and menacing Wan Ming, Long Xiaotian's expression was extremely solemn, and the sound of the flute rose through, soft and cold, and the bright moon that exuded a bright light suddenly appeared in front of Long Xiaotian, blocking him and Wan Ming.

"Bang bang bang!"

In the face of Long Xiaotian's stubborn resistance, Wan Ming directly chose a simple and rough attack method, the Heavenly Scale Ancient Halberd in his hand was like a dragon out of the sea, a wild python out of the hole, wrapped in fierce and incomparable power, and directly smashed the bright moon of the nine rounds of brilliance into a sky at the same time, his body trembled, and he chased after it again as quickly as a streamer, he didn't want to give Long Xiaotian the slightest time to breathe.

Although the bright moon of the nine rounds was shattered by Wan Ming's strong and domineering power, it also bought Long Xiaotian a few breaths of time, and he expelled the power that was frantically eroding in his body like a poisonous snake, his pale face was slightly ruddy, and his body was no longer stagnant.

"Green Dragon Teleportation Technique!"

But Wan Ming's speed is still as fast as chasing the stars and catching the moon, and he has to catch up with Long Xiaotian several times, and Long Xiaotian has no choice but to display the spirit skills of the Qinglong Sect.

He formed a series of complex imprints, and the surging spiritual power in his body suddenly ran rapidly along the strange route, and with the change of his mystical imprints, he kept changing routes, faintly outlining the winding body of the green dragon!

"Groan!"

A clear and loud dragon groan resounded, and the spiritual power in the body swept out of the body like a flood that broke the embankment, condensing into a one-meter-long green dragon.

"Whew!"

The Heavenly Scale Ancient Halberd came with a fierce and ferocious attack, shattering all the remnants left by Long Xiaotian, he frowned slightly, and turned his head to look at Long Xiaotian, who had appeared dozens of meters away, stepping on the green dragon suspended in the sky, and a trace of surprise flashed across his face.

Long Xiaotian's sudden astonishing speed really surprised him, such an extreme speed didn't look like he had just cultivated the Blue Dragon Teleportation Technique to the entry level?

In fact, Wan Ming didn't know that Long Xiaotian had previously performed the "Swift Walk", coupled with the transcendent speed of the Qinglong Teleportation Technique, his body would be out of his attack range in an instant, and he would get rid of his relentless pursuit!

Long Xiaotian stepped on the green dragon, his chest rose and fell slightly, he wiped away a trace of bright blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, looked down at the torn chest, his pupils shrank fiercely, and a thick fear appeared on his face.

If it weren't for the defense of the Ruyi Armor, I'm afraid he would have been hit hard by Wan Ming's ferocious attack just now, but even with the Ruyi Armor to dissolve most of the power, his skin was still scratched, and the bright blood slowly overflowed, staining his chest red.

"Defensive Armor...... It seems that the level is not low, at least it has reached the level of a quasi-heavenly weapon, otherwise my attack just now would definitely not only cause this level of skin trauma!"

Wan Ming looked at the broken place on Long Xiaotian's chest, his eyes were slightly condensed, he saw the mystery, but the indifference and lonely color on his face did not fluctuate, and with a slight flick of his palm, he threw a few strands of rags down, and his fingertips were stained with red blood, dyeing his nails blood-red, which was quite demonic.

"Whew!"

Long Xiaotian gently exhaled a breath of turbidity, and spit out all the suffocating qi accumulated in his chest, his body and mind suddenly became much lighter, and the operation of the spiritual power in his body was restored as before, as fast as thunder and lightning!

"Just a momentary flaw, that is, I almost suffered a heavy blow, this Wan Ming is not only fierce and fierce, but also extremely rich in combat experience, actually seized this fleeting opportunity, almost caused me to suffer a very serious injury. ”

The spiritual power in the body circulated rapidly, stopping all the blood flowing out of the chest, and the Ruyi Treasure Armor was torn out of a slight crack, which was also under the nourishment and warmth of the spiritual power, and slowly healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, after all, this is a heavenly weapon, and naturally has an extraordinary self-repair ability, coupled with Long Xiaotian's assistance from the side, repairing this insignificant crack is simply a breeze.

"The Amazing Comedy!"

After the spiritual power in his body was running to the extreme, Long Xiaotian exhaled a deep breath, and the fierce and high-pitched flute sound resounded like a warrior's drum, sharp and poignant, mournful and sad, making people tremble and have a splitting headache!