Di Ming and Shan Xiong attacked each other at the same time, with fast speed and strong moves. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

A silver-blue figure swept through a frost flower with an ice crystal flower, and swung its silver halberd towards the other party.

An emerald green light and shadow slid across the earth with the call of the wind, raising the sword of the wind and slashing down at the enemy.

With a crisp sound of "dang", Fang Tian's painting halberd and the sword of wind collided together.

Sen Ran's cold air was constantly swept towards the Wind Sword, and the split wind intent was constantly rushing towards Fang Tian's Halberd.

One static and one moving, one freezing and one cutting, this is the contest between the way of ice and the way of wind.

With a "boom", the two of them withdrew their hands at the same time, and each took a step back. This is a tacit understanding between the strong.

The next moment, the two of them fought together again, they stood all the way from the ground to mid-air, and from mid-air to the top of the Nine Heavens.

Whether it is strength, momentum or law, as they fight higher and higher, this battle is becoming more and more exciting, and it is more and more difficult for ordinary people to see.

After a thousand rounds, Di Ming and Shan Xiong stood staring at each other, both of them gasping a little, and both should have made themselves feel a little tired from the over-commitment.

"You're strong enough to outshine the current generation!"

"You are not weak, I have also studied with many seniors, and your combat power is definitely not weaker than them!"

"Hahaha..., don't you think the two of us are a bit of a flattering person?"

"No, it's just telling the truth!"

"What a truth! We'll come again! I'm going to let you know how good I am! My sword of wind will definitely break your halberd! ”

"Really? Maybe it's my Fang Tian Painting Halberd that pokes a hole in your battle armor? ”

The two stood together again, and this time neither of them stayed behind, but was full of fighting spirit and did their best.

A frost dragon was swung out by Di Ming's halberd, and it flew towards Shan Xiong with a chill that was freezing everything.

Seeing this, Shan Xiong smiled slightly, and raised the sword of the wind high, condensing an emerald green ball of light.

This ball of light was condensed by countless fine wind blades, but one ball contained tens of thousands of wind blade attacks.

With a swing of the sword, the ball of light smashed towards the frost dragon with the sound of the cicada in the wind.

When the two met, half of the sky was frozen by the cold, and the frost flowers opened one after another in the air. The other half of the sky is the wind blade flying, and the sound of Jin Ming continues.

Freeze silent, shattered. Split, frozen.

The battle between the two is unfolding, and no one can help the other, and no one wants to be at a disadvantage. They represent their own ways and the will of their respective warlords.

"Bang!" A violent popping sound sounded.

The two chose a common destiny and chose the final destination in the same way.

Di Ming and Shan Xiong did not stop attacking each other because of this, the two of them fought together again, the fire of war intent burned more vigorously, and the heart of war intent was even stronger as a rock.

"Whew", behind Shan Xiong is stretched out a green wing, which is condensed by the wind element.

Its colors are gorgeous, and its forms are varied. When it first stretched out, it looked like an eagle's wings, but just now, its form instantly changed to the wings of a bat.

Di Ming's offensive has eased significantly after the appearance of this pair of wings, those wings are not vases, and they will also send out fierce attacks on themselves from time to time.

Di Ming slowly began to switch from offense to defense, and while defending, he was constantly pondering how these wings were born.

Shan Xiong saw Di Ming's thoughts, and instead of speeding up his attack because of this, he maintained this balanced rhythm, giving Di Ming a chance to see and understand his own magical powers.

"Here comes Firewing!"

After defending for nearly a hundred rounds, Di Ming roared. This roar made Shan Xiong, who was in an attack situation, stunned, he didn't expect that Di Ming's comprehension was so high, and he could understand this magical power of his own in such a short time.

The wings made of boundary fire stretched out on the back of the emperor, and the color made it easy to indulge in it, which was the rose color that represented love. If you don't know the identity of Di Ming, there will really be people who regard Di Ming as the goddess of love in the West.

When the wings of fire were extended, the battle between the two entered a stalemate again. Diming's defensive position began to change little by little, and the offensive began to climb steadily.

With a "bang", Fang Tian's painting halberd and the sword of wind collided again, this time neither of them immediately let go, but maintained their attacks vigorously, wanting to knock the opponent back in this blow.

"Diming, you are very strong. You're the third toughest opponent I've seen so far. ”

"Thank you for the compliment, and thank you. If you hadn't left your hand just now, I wouldn't have comprehended the Fire Wings. ”

"I take your thanks. But the key is still yourself, if it weren't for your high understanding, even if I gave you the opportunity, you wouldn't be able to master this magical power. I believe your path will go further than mine. ”

"Thank you, don't forget to dig wells, even if you go farther, some people and things will not be forgotten for a lifetime."

"Hahaha..., good! If my son could have the same fortune as you, I would rather fall into the fairyland. ”

"Senior, you're not right in this way. Although Shan Feng is your son, you are you, he is him. This is only one of the reasons why you are so fond of him, and the other reason is that you want to enter the fairyland?

Of course, the most critical reason is the single wind itself. I think you can let Shan Feng get married and have a grandchild, and you will teach it yourself. The son can't become a weapon, but the grandson can become a weapon!

It is not impossible to pass on the position of head of the family to the grandson. Anyway, you're an immortal now, and you have plenty of time to take your grandchildren. I'm sure you'll be able to teach a good grandson! ”

"That's right! Young is good! It's not like we've stepped into a fairyland, but we're already hundreds of years old. Time flies, the waves sweep the sand, this era no longer belongs to us old guys, it belongs to you, and it belongs to a genius like you! ”

"Although what you said is very reasonable, why does it sound a little awkward to me? Maybe you're older, I'll feel better. ”

"You, you! Sometimes calm as a king, sometimes innocent as a child. Do you think we need to keep fighting? Why don't you just leave it at that? ”

"Good! According to the words of the predecessors. Thank you again for the gift from your predecessors. ”

There was a "buzz", and after the two stopped at the same time, a circle of qi was generated. But this is nothing for the two, at most it bounces off the dust on their bodies.

Two figures slowly descended from the sky, and the two talked happily with each other, like old friends for many years.

Shan Feng kept rubbing his eyes when he saw this scene, he always felt that he was in a dream today, and all this happened very unreal.

As for Lao Bai, he was once again impressed by the great wisdom of the head of the family. The title of the Lord of Zhongxing is not for nothing, but has been tested by practice and remembered by the world. (To be continued.) )