"It's so strong! Murong Tian was shocked, a few years ago, this kid was just a little more powerful in boxing. Unexpectedly, in just a few years, the martial spirit qi in the body seems to have improved several realms, and under such a confrontation, the two have some numbers for each other in their hearts.

The two looked at each other quietly, and neither of them made the first move. The impact of the martial spirit power surging between the two of them gradually calmed down.

The people in the surrounding city couldn't wait any longer, and they shouted loudly.

"Let's fight!"

"Let's get started!"

At this moment, more than a dozen figures flew down from the sky and landed behind Wang Xing. These people are the martial arts masters of the East China Sea.

The people watching the battle around looked at these generals in horror one by one, they had never had any contact with the martial arts of the mainland. Why did you come to Wumen this time?

"His Royal Highness the True Dragon God, I'm too late, and I ask His Highness the Dragon God to forgive my sins!" the sea general said in a deep voice, and the martial arts masters behind him fell to the ground one by one.

Murong Tian frowned slightly, looking at the martial spirit power in the bodies of these martial artists, it seemed to come from the East China Sea. They call this kid His Royal Highness the True Dragon God, could it be that the promotion of the True Dragon God on Dragon God Island last year and the youngest True Dragon God is this kid?!

"Your Royal Highness the True Dragon God, this person is handed over to us to deal with! You can watch the battle for the time being!" several generals volunteered.

Wang Xing waved his hand and motioned for them to go down.

"This person is what I want to kill!" Wang Xing finished speaking, the martial spirit power of his whole body gathered in the giant sword, and his feet jumped lightly on the ground, jumping several feet high. Immediately after, a silver-white sword light was swung fiercely. The silver-white sword roared out, carrying a moving might, and slashed towards Murong Tian.

Murong Tian's right hand opened, and a semicircular martial spirit enchantment appeared in his hand.

The sword slashed at the barrier, rippling layers of light.

"How dare such a cultivator come to challenge me?!

The Wang Clan's Martial Sect's First Class Supreme Treasure Spirit Sword!Bixue Sword!Bixue Sword was forged by the first patriarch from the backbone of the Bixue True Dragon Beast in the Great Wilderness, and it even sealed the beast soul of the Bixue True Dragon Beast. It is the most powerful spirit sword of the Wang Clan's martial arts!

"I'll let you die under the Bixue Sword today!" Murong Tian let out a loud cry in his mouth, and his right hand shook the Bixue Sword lightly. Layers of white snow shook from the blade of the sword to the ground. On the ground, with Murong Tian as the center, a layer of faint ice crystals was paved on the ground within a radius of more than ten zhang.

White ice crystals were scattered, and Murong Tian flew into the air with a roar, and the Bixue Sword in his hand drew a white sword light in the sky.

Wang Xing suddenly felt a chill in front of him, and held his long sword in front of him. With a bang, sparks burst out on the body of the giant sword, and a layer of faint ice crystals appeared on the body of the sword. Then, a bone-chilling chill spread from the sword body upwards, instantly freezing Wang Xing's entire ice.

"His Royal Highness the True Dragon God!" the East China Sea general exclaimed in surprise and rushed to Wang Xing's side.

"Hahaha! Such a cultivator dares to come to provoke! I really don't know whether to live or die!" In the sky, Murong Tian's voice echoed.

At this moment, with a bang, the ice crystals on Wang Xing's body cracked. Pieces of ice crystals fell from his body and fell to the ground, turning into small droplets.

"What?!" Murong was shocked in his heart, what was sealed in the body of the Bixue Sword was the icy power of the Bixue True Dragon Beast, not to mention an ordinary martial artist, even some of the elders in the Wang Clan's martial arts could not easily break it. Why was this kid able to break through? He felt a layer of chill slowly emanating from the other party's body, and this chill was as strong as the Bixue Sword in his hand.

"It seems that this 10,000-year-old ice has helped him a lot!" Wang Xing said secretly in his heart, the 10,000-year-old ice he had obtained from the bitter cold land was on his body at this moment. The frozen power of Murong Tian's Bi Blood Sword just now was all absorbed by the Bi Xue Sword.

"Peerless skills, flying snow all over the sky!" Murong Tian said softly. I saw that on his Bixue sword body, layers of faint ice and snow were surging. Ice and snow flew out of the sword's body and flew all over the sky. In the surrounding area, a sky of ice and snow has formed. Ice and snow were above the sky, gathering into dozens of small ice blades. The ice blade roared, shooting at the star at a rapid pace.

Wang Xing walked through the heavens, and his figure disappeared in place strangely. Then, an afterimage of the planet appeared. Ice blades pierced through the afterimage.

"What?!See, it's an afterimage!" exclaimed from the surrounding people. It can be seen that the speed of this king planet is so fast that it is simply unfathomable. At such a speed that they couldn't even see it. One after another, the afterimage whirred, and the ice blade whirred through the afterimage and hit the ground, leaving small pits one after another.

With a snort, in the sky, Wang Xing suddenly appeared in front of Murong Tian, the giant sword in his hand, waved, and a sword roared out. Murong Tian raised his hand to block it in front of him, and the sword slashed heavily on the Bixue Sword. At the same time, Wang Xing's right fist was raised high, and he shouted in his mouth, break the army!

With a snort, a white martial spirit appeared! The martial spirit raised his fist, and a white fist suddenly struck out.

"Not good!" Murong Tian was shocked in his heart, and after blocking the sword, he hurriedly dodged the broken fist. Although the Breaking Army Boxing Method is a low-level boxing method in the Wang Clan's martial arts, it can be described as a powerful peerless technique in the hands of this person.

The fist was sandwiched with earth-shattering, moving power smashed on the ground of the practice ground, and with a loud bang, the ground was smashed out of a large pit several meters deep and several zhang wide.

Exclamations rang out one after another. Originally, the people thought that this young man was just here to die, but seeing that he was not inferior to Murong Tiandu, the true disciple of the Wang Clan's martial arts, and even faintly gained the upper hand, they suddenly respected Wang Xing in their hearts. Sure enough, it's a great hand.

The hearts of the people were shocked, and Murong Tian was also quite surprised that Wang Xing's martial arts cultivation had grown so rapidly. When he left the Martial Sect a few years ago, the other party was just a martial artist who had defeated a few inner disciples, and he hadn't seen him for a few years, and his cultivation was even more powerful. Especially the Army-Breaking Fist of the Big Dipper Fist that he had just released, this was the first time he had seen such a boxing technique. In the Wang Clan's martial arts, there is no one whose boxing skills can be compared to his boxing skills.

"It seems that there is no time to waste!" Murong Tian said slowly, and bursts of cold ice martial spirit power surged above his body. The power of these martial spirits formed white rays of light all over his body. The light shrouded his body, and the temperature around him quickly decreased. The breath that comes out of the mouth turns white.

"It's so cold!"

"yes! It's cold!"

The surrounding people trembled and said one after another.

The white ice crystals on Murong Tian's body surged rapidly, forming a white vortex on his body, and bursts of whirlpools gathered above his head. Then, these white swirls came down from above, enveloping him entirely. The whirlpool grew larger and stronger, forming a white whirlpool of hurricane winds. The whirlpool grew bigger and bigger, and finally formed a giant whirlpool several feet wide. In the whirlpool, there is a moving martial power.

Above the ground, wherever the whirlpool passed, the hard marble turned to crumbs. You can imagine the power of this hurricane.

"Take your life!" Murong Tian shouted, and the whirlpool rushed towards Wang Xing.

The swirling ice and snow wind drove a chill to the bone, swirling, and coming towards you. Wang Xing sneered in his heart, his ice and snow vortex was not a level different from the frozen beast. The greatsword was clenched in both hands, horizontally in front of him. The ice and snow roared and slammed into the giant sword.

The slightest sound sounded, and Wang Xing turned his head to see that all the robes on his body were torn apart by the fierce wind formed by the ice and snow ice crystals. Blood marks appeared on his body immediately.

"Hahahaha!" Murong Tian, who was in the midst of the ice and snow whirlpool, let out a loud laugh.

Suddenly, a pale blue light lit up, and then, as if a whale was sucking water, the white ice crystal vortex was absorbed into the blue light.

"What's going on?" Murong Tian looked at the pale blue light in Wang Xing's hand in amazement. What emanated from his hand turned out to be 10,000-year-old ice, which was a rare treasure on the entire continent. In the Bixue Sword in his hand was the power of the Ice Martial Spirit. He never thought that he would be able to rely on the 10,000-year-old ice to absorb the power of his cold ice martial spirit.

Wang Xing turned the giant sword in his right hand, and he was facing Murong Tian is sword. Murong Tian's heart was shocked, and his figure hurriedly retreated, but when he heard a pop, blood splattered out, and a black shadow fell to the ground, it was his right arm!

Murong Tian screamed miserably and hurriedly fled towards the interior of the Martial Sect. Where did Wang Xing put down such a good opportunity, holding the giant sword, and hurriedly chased away.

Murong Tian looked at Wang Xing, who was getting closer and closer behind him, gritted his teeth fiercely, and clenched the Bixue Sword in his hand. On the sword body of the Bixue Sword, bursts of white brilliance surged out. In the midst of the brilliance, the appearance of a snow-white fierce beast appeared on the sword. At the same time, an earth-shattering roar came from the sword.

Wang Xing suddenly stopped chasing and looked at Murong Tian fiercely. Murong Tian gritted his teeth, turned his head, and said word by word: "Boy, count you ruthless!" Suddenly, a white light surged out from the sword body and submerged into Murong Tian's body.

Murong Tian's originally fierce gaze immediately disappeared, turning into a beast-like crazy light.

"It turned out to be a fusion of beast souls!" Wang Xing looked at Murong Tian, who had turned into a beast in front of him. With this feeling, he fused the beast soul of the Blue Snow True Dragon Beast sealed in the Blue Snow Sword.

Roar roar roar~ Murong Tian opened his mouth and let out a stirring roar.