Darkness falls, the Chinese Warriors Association of Wizard City, Danyuan Feast.

On the side of the Exotic Martial Arts Sect, the vast majority of martial artists were tall and physically strong figures, and before stimulating their own fighting spirit, these people also exercised their physical bodies.

It's just that if you don't talk about pile work or muscles and bones, you are crazy about exercising muscles, accumulating physical potential, and finally echoing external energy particles between life and death, detonating the fierce and ferocious fighting energy in your body...... It's unusually simple and crude, but it's also suitable for popularization.

Humans in the magical environment have begun to accumulate energy particles in their bodies since the fetal period, so they can practice like this, but the human beings on the earth in the past did not have such external environmental conditions.

In the middle of the fight, the two stood against each other. Standing in front of the tall white boy with blonde hair and blue eyes, the graceful Li Qinglian seemed to be only one-third the size of the other party's body.

However, almost no one on the side of the Chinese Warriors Association of the older generation of martial artists thought that Li Qinglian would lose.

Monks, women, and children, they must have something to hold on to the rivers and lakes, especially Li Qinglian is still a descendant disciple of the famous Wudang Chunyang Sect through the ages, how can the elders behind her dare to push her to the top, how can they not be completely sure?

"Fighting, the end of the ......"

The white young man suddenly made a move, and a blue-white whirlpool of fighting qi around him exploded in an instant, and at the same time, a sudden jab punch hit Li Qinglian's throat.

The punch is simple, but it is extremely clean.

At present, the white youth's blue eyes are covered with pale white light, and the special effect of light fighting energy "sees through" even if the opponent uses any tricks, it is difficult to hide from his eyes.

And he himself abandons all complex moves and changes, and strikes the enemy's weakest point in the shortest moment with the fastest speed, the strongest strength, the sharpest eyes, and the most accurate judgment.

When cultivating to a high level with this concept, there is no doubt that an extremely terrifying martial art will be formed!

“...... Will be better than ......"

However, the white young man's fast-attacking jab with the blessing of the wind system fighting spirit was blocked by the standing sheath of the short-haired young man in Tsing Yi with his eyes closed.

In an instant, if the strength was borrowed, the sword light slashed out in an instant, and Li Qinglian and the white young man staggered by.

The white young man turned around violently and just wanted to pursue, but he was stunned to find that his throat was hot and painful, and when he touched it with his hand, he saw blood all over it...... At the moment when he staggered, the fast sword that had been unsheathed had already cut a fatal sword mark on his neck.

It was more ruthless than fast, but it was the white youth of this exotic martial arts sect who was directly defeated.

“...... Faster than you can imagine. ”

When Zhu Peng finished speaking in the Danshi seat, Li Qinglian had already won the first battle at an astonishing speed.

At the same time, it also let all the exotic warriors on the other side know that there is a young sword born under the age of twenty on the side of the Chinese Warrior Association, which is amazing and powerful!

As if feeling Zhu Peng's gaze, Li Qinglian turned around lightly and smiled at her senior brother, which was full of pride.

And the next five consecutive battles were simply Li Qinglian's personal clearance, and she entered the Dandao Immortal Realm with her own qi and blood in mind, which is a martial arts with Taoism, and naturally has a condescending trend in the realm.

The path of sincerity can be predicted, Li Qinglian's spiritual cultivation may not have reached that realm, but Zhu Peng knows that the sect has a set of wonderful methods of clearing the valley, burning incense, bathing, meditating, and praying and meditating for several days in a short period of time to improve his own state.

Li Qinglian herself stepped into the Dan Dao Immortal Realm with her thoughts, and then after the blessing of the above-mentioned secret methods, her swordsmanship and state of mind at this moment were close to the point of perfection at the legendary level.

Even if she is a beginner in the wind and fighting spirit, as a human immortal, the four-dimensional basic attribute of her physical body is higher than that of orcs.

The flawless state of mind, swordsmanship, supplemented by a strong physique, and the subtlety of his own control of the fighting spirit, there is no legend, how can anyone present be the opponent of the young sword master in the field?

Tsing Yi fights with swords, killing all sides!

After defeating five people one after another, the Exotic Martial Sect's side was almost tied, and the mentality of the younger generation of martial artists completely collapsed, and they could only watch the blood-stained young man in green clothes who was less than twenty years old raise his sword and look around.

"With a sword in hand, ask who is the hero in the world?"

At this moment, Li Qinglian's fighting spirit had already been consumed and recovered for two rounds. She is a Dan Dao Immortal Realm, the realm of a third-order legendary sword saint, even if her physical potential is not as profound as Zhu Peng's, but her fighting qi control is also subtle, so her recovery speed is amazing.

Although she had just played five games, the girl's interest had already risen to the extreme.

A master with enough vision can see that if she continues to show off her martial arts like this, Li Qinglian and she will be able to defeat the Exotic Martial Sect led by the Silver Moon Tower to a complete collapse.

"Enough...... Chinese warriors will have talents, which is enviable, but just now Sect Master Li also said that this competition is based on the same level, you are indeed a first-order fighting spirit, but your Danshi realm is a legendary third-order, we old people are unwilling to go down to bully you junior, win five games in a row, you should also retreat. "At the banquet position on the side of the Exotic Martial Sect, an old man with a strange appearance in the front row stood up.

He pointed his finger into a sword and pointed at Li Qinglian to reprimand, and the overwhelming terrifying power poured out, directly breaking through the original flawless sword posture of the girl in Tsing Yi, and immediately withdrew from the realm of human swords.

However, what he said made sense and did not make sense.

If it is not rated by the level of fighting spirit, then divided by the rating of national martial arts, Li Qinglian can indeed be classified into the third order of legends, and she is suspected of bullying the small in the five battles just now.

However, Li Qinglian is still a nineteen-year-old girl who is less than twenty years old, and all the warriors she has just defeated are older than her and have practiced martial arts for more years, so no matter how they are taken out of context, the words of this strange-looking ancient man in platinum robes are a bit of a brazen quibble.

Seeing that the old man secretly made a move, temporarily breaking Li Qinglian's perfect realm with a spiritual secret method, Zhu Peng raised his eyebrows slightly, and he was just about to get up and go down to beat the old shameless man in front of him.

A big white and fat pig "plopped" and fell into the field, and then the patterned big white pig that was almost raised by Li Daoman as a son trotted all the way to Li Qinglian, screaming at the old man, as if to protect the girl behind him from being bullied.

Almost as if the shadow had changed, the shadows on the ground distorted in the next moment, and Li Daoman's short and fat figure with a red rosacea was in front of Yuehua and Qinglian.

"A martial artist at the peak of the legendary realm, who has lived for an unknown number of years, bullying a female baby who is less than twenty years old, this is the majesty of the generation of martial arts in Vientiane Mountain?"

Everyone else just drinks, he even drinks and pours, and even eats and takes.

The old monk Fuhui, who had always been at odds with him, looked at him with disdain, but was shouted by Li Daoman: "This is my nephew's filial piety to my elders, and it was originally the magic wine of my Pure Yang Sect...... Bring me what you have on the table, what kind of wine does the bald donkey drink?"

However, it is such a person, facing the martial arts sect-level master of Vientiane Mountain at this moment, he is still arrogant.

While he drank the spirits, there was a crack in the earth at the feet of this obscene old man, like an earth dragon surging, accompanied by the breath of darkness and fishy wind, and a long knife with seven holes arranged on the face of the strangely shaped knife slowly rose from the ground crack.

The aura on Li Daoman's body was peaceful and natural, but the aura of the demon sword "Hell Yellow Spring" was dark, bloody, crazy and tyrannical.

When the obscene old man's white jade hand was in the grip of the demon sword, everyone present seemed to see a round of blurred, distorted, but incomparably contradictory divine and evil gods rising behind Li Daoman, fighting against the magnificent and powerful white-robed Martial Sect.

Zhu Peng, who is a senior brother, is not as interested in Li Qinglian's master as an apprentice, he was just about to get up, and Li Daoman was already in full swing and ready to fight for his life with the Exotic Martial Sect opposite.

"Stop it for me, stand down!" Just as the atmosphere between the two sides became more and more stiff, Li Jingxuan's angry rebuke came from the upper peak.

"You two are not allowed to be opponents of each other today. Almost at the same time, Huang Yubing flicked his sleeves and ordered.

The original intention of these two bigwigs was to merge the sects and make up for their shortcomings, they did not make a move, and their subordinates played against each other, striving to gain more discourse and authority under the premise of controlling the intensity.

Against this backdrop, it is worthwhile to fight each other, deepen understanding, and even sacrifice the necessary casualties, but we must not further intensify the contradictions...... If it really becomes a blood feud, it will be harmful to both the Chinese Warriors Association and Vientiane Mountain.

Rather than forcibly merging, it is better to get along together in a relatively clear position after clearly seeing the strength of the opponent, which is the meaning of this Danyuan event.

Huang Yubing's cultivation at least at the moment is a cut above Li Jingxuan on the bright side, but judging from the battle record information fed back by Jin Caicai, even if he is a master of the Sword Emperor rank, Huang Yubing does not dare to say that he will defeat Li Jingxuan.

The most important thing is that he is already getting old, and he is seriously injured, and it is almost impossible for him to step into the fifth-order transcendent Sacred Realm realm for the rest of his life.

In contrast, Li Jingxuan was in the prime of life and was advancing by leaps and bounds, but in this way, he gave the thousand-year-old foundation of Vientiane Mountain to the Chinese Warriors Association, and he couldn't kill Huang Yubing.

Thus, there is a tentative union with each other at this time.

Vientiane Mountain can be merged into the Chinese Warriors Association, but at least it must be a dual suzerain, and my Emperor Yubing can present the sect classics, but the old brothers who have followed me for so many years behind him, it is impossible to let them get old, and then give you the Chinese Warriors Association to be a dog for free.

Even if it is gnawed, now it is necessary to gnaw half of the Chinese Warrior Association...... In the future, the years will be long, whether the wizarding world will assimilate the Chinese Warrior Society first, or the Chinese warriors will digest the power of Vientiane Mountain first, then it may be, and even Huang Yubing is sure in his heart that it is the wizarding world that will assimilate the Chinese Warrior Association first.

The reason is very simple, the magnitude of Vientiane Mountain and the Chinese Samurai Association is evenly matched, and it is not an exaggeration to call it superior even if the potential is not counted.

And the Chinese warriors will compare the entire wizarding world and the Tongtian Witch Tower, like the magnitude gap between ants and ancient dragons.

In Huang Yubing's eyes, although Li Jingxuan is talented, he has some meaning of knowing that he can't do it...... It's heroic, but it's also sad.

Thousands of years later, the remnants of Huaxia who have fully integrated into the wizarding world may not be able to understand what this man is fighting for, shedding blood, and even sacrificing.

......... Under the reprimand of his own sect master, the platinum-robed Exotic Martial Sect slowly sat down, and Li Daoman and Li Qinglian also led the pig back to the position of the banquet.

Li Qinglian was almost treated like a star because of the five consecutive victories just now.

She seems to be very popular among the juniors of the Chinese Warriors Association, no matter who doesn't mind congratulating her, the nineteen-year-old Dandao Immortal, I am afraid that in this unprecedented tide of the times, the pride of heaven will appear;

There was almost no in the past, and I am afraid that in the future, there will be no more .........

As soon as the pair of masters and apprentices of the Pure Yang Sect returned to their seats, a black lightning-like figure flashed down on the side of the Exotic Martial Arts Sect, and after landing on the ground, a tall and thin old man wearing a black robe appeared, with a hawkish nose and deep eyes, and a cold temperament...... This is a senior legend, and the Heavenly Wolf God Plane can be called the existence of the Martial Sect or the Sword Sect.

It means that when martial arts cultivation reaches such a point that he can already start a sect and dominate one side.

"Earthlings, which one will come down to die?"

Although he could understand this person's words through the witch nets all over this plane, the strange tone and unpleasant voice still made the people on the side of the Chinese Warriors Association feel uncomfortable.

Even people who don't cultivate enough will have goosebumps all over their bodies, and a feeling in their hearts will arise like a frog being stared at by a white snake, and their whole body will be so frightened that they can't move!

"Hmm?...... This person seems to be somewhat interesting. Li Daoman's master and apprentice came back safely, and Zhu Peng also put his mind at ease and continued to drink, eat and drink and taste the pill.

Most of the Dan masters around his seat did not eat or taste alcohol because they could fight at any time, and they really didn't need to rely on eating and drinking to replenish their strength.

With the vitality and vigorous qi and blood of these Dandao immortals, even if they don't eat, drink, sleep, or rest for seven or eight days, they can still maintain their own vigorous spirit and strong fighting state.

If you eat at this juncture, you will waste excess blood energy to digest food in the stomach and intestines. And in the most fierce fight, you can't fully burst out your strongest strength!

Don't underestimate this point, the difference is a millimeter, the difference is a thousand miles, and the energy gap may be the distance between life and death, therefore, many top masters have to bathe and clear the valley before the duel.

Zhu Peng has no taboos, eating and drinking quite casually, after two years of cultivation in the Black Castle world, he is not in other aspects, except in terms of physique, qi and blood, through the transformation of witch-eating magic, and the improvement in great strides, Zhu Peng at this moment is infinitely close to a humanoid dragon.

It's not because of the similar effect produced by Danshi's control of subtlety, but the real data of the continuous nourishment and nourishment of witch-eater, and eating this little thing now is just a little cushion for the stomach.

If it weren't for the physical cultivation to such a point, Zhu Peng would not have masochistically chosen a set of super heavy legendary armor for himself, hoping to extract the corresponding agility and strength from this body that was approaching its peak.

............

The first legendary martial artist sent out by Vientiane Mountain, even if he thought about it with his knees, he knew that it must be a hard idea among hard ideas, and he was extremely piercing.

The tall and thin old man in the black robe standing in the middle of the field, by the way, also has the effect of improving the morale of the younger generation of young disciples behind him, and he can't let Li Qinglian kill five times with one sword, so that the mentality of these juniors will completely collapse.

The six Dan masters in the front row of the Chinese Warriors Association looked at each other, and Han Fangxue, as Li Jingxuan's wife, would not end well, because it would not look good whether she won or lost.

Therefore, there were only one of the six present: Tempest Sword Saint Liu Jinghong, Future Bright Buddha Fuhui, Flame Vajra Iron Slave, Mind Reader Li Daoman, Shouzheng Sword Xu Baishan, and Reincarnated Dragon King Chahuang Keman.

Because of the relationship between generations, Zhu Peng is not easy to fight beyond his predecessors, whether it is the time to practice martial arts, or even the time to hold Dan, or even the time to join the Chinese Warriors Association, the first six are their predecessors, if Zhu Peng stands up to fight at this time, it will be a bit of a slap in the face.

Although Xu Baishan, the upright sword, and the reincarnated dragon king Chahuang Keman, the two of them are not Danshi.

"This person is full of demonic yin qi, and he is just using his life to perfect my Dharma......" Monk Fashan pulled his robe, revealing the steel-like muscles around his body, causing many female disciples behind him to scream and take pictures. However, this sturdy monk was stretched out by the middle-aged Confucian who stood up next to him and pressed his shoulder.

"Master Fashan is close to the strongest in actual combat among the people we can shoot, and it just so happens that my Confucian exercises and swordsmanship are also quite restrained from demons, so this first battle will be taken over by my acting master, you should press for me for the time being." As he spoke, the next moment, the Wind Sword Saint Liu Jinghong had already walked off the arena with his sword. Monk Fashan frowned slightly, but he had no choice but to sit down.

Liu Jinghong is Han Fangxue's cousin, he was also born in Hongmen, he was taught by ancient Confucian poetry and calligraphy since he was a child, and he is pure and mellow in Dandao Qigong, so he looks like a mature man in his forties, especially with an elegant demeanor and great charm.

When he walked down the arena, seeing his opponent with his bare hands, Liu Jinghong frowned slightly when he saw this, and said, "Your Excellency, aren't you going to get a weapon?"

The tall and thin old man wrapped in a black robe didn't say a word, just stared directly at his opponent, and his breath had a mysterious and evil smell that made sensitive people feel very uncomfortable.

"Well, that's better than punching and kicking. ”

Liu Jinghong was open-minded and free-spirited, and seeing that the other party did not agree, he directly threw the sword in his hand to his son Liu Heming, and then flicked his sleeves, put his right hand on his lower abdomen, and hid his left hand behind him. Slightly closed his eyes, and adjusted his state between breathing up and down.

Because of the importance of this competition, both sides are very cautious, the two take a certain distance as the center point, slowly confront each other, test each other's qi, looking for the opponent's flaws.

The tall and thin old man's body was gradually wrapped in a layer of dark blood light, and the meaning of blood was everywhere, and those who touched the blood light could almost vaguely hear the last wails of countless tragic deaths, and countless bloody and terrifying scenes seemed to flash in his mind, and his mouth and nose were filled with a large amount of sweet and disgusting bloody breath.

In contrast, Liu Jinghong's momentum is far less terrifying and terrifying than his opponent.

However, the wind was invisible, and although Liu Jinghong was still there, he disappeared out of thin air in the qi induction of countless warriors.

The Wind Turbine caused the surrounding air to circulate to form more and more winds, and the wind became more and more huge...... Extinguish the heart of the sword, extinguish my heart, the wind of the sword!

On the Danshi seat of the Chinese Warriors Association, the Thai Buddhist boxer Sheshan, who was extremely low-ranked, watched Liu Jinghong in the field and the surrounding him, almost infinitely ascending with the terrifying momentum, and the greedy desire in his heart almost broke his will.

Back then, he had the opportunity to get the manuscript of Liu Jinghong's "Theory of Silence and Annihilation", but of course, this dream was finally shattered under someone's iron fist.

Feeling the momentum of the opponent's almost infinite upliftment, the tall and thin old man with the bloody aura around him could no longer hold it back, and suddenly jumped into the body that was visible to the naked eye.

Guoshu martial arts pay attention to the upper foot but not the knee, afraid that the foot will leave the ground, there is no center of gravity, and he will be pushed down and beaten to death directly, but the martial arts of the exotic Vientiane Mountain is strange and wonderful.

However, the tall and thin old man who was like a big bat still pounced into the air, and when he landed in the air and did not gain a firm foothold, Liu Jinghong's figure had already appeared diagonally above him, and he pointed into a sword and slashed down...... The hurricane howls and howls!

（...... I'll go, this set of peerless cows!!)

Sitting in the stands on one side, Zhu Peng couldn't help but praise Liu Jinghong's miraculous skills.

I saw that the blue-robed Confucian in the arena teleported in the void, controlling the wind to repeatedly appear in the blind corner of the opponent's line of sight, and then slashed down with a sword, and his own fierce wind and fighting spirit also carried and disturbed the air of the entire arena, which eventually led to a chain reaction derived from the fighting qi.

A sword slashed, ten points can hit the effect of twelve, fifteen, seventeen, nineteen, and twenty-five points to intercept and pull up, and Liu Jinghong has completely gained the upper hand in the whole scene, although he is definitely impossible to press his sword so infinitely, but when he reaches the limit, the opponent is afraid that he will also be bombarded with only one breath.

It is rumored that Liu Jinghong's fighting spirit special effect is "wind control", and Zhu Peng has also pondered the possible tactics of the Wind Sword Saint before, but he didn't expect it to be so crazy and tyrannical...... Sure enough, deep in the heart of every Confucian scholar, there is a wild roaring beast hidden.

This TM human nature is too ruthless, and it is really going to happen sooner or later!

As if the angry sea was manipulating the boat to ride the wind and waves, the Storm Sword Saint Liu Jinghong controlled the angry wind around him, and his fighting spirit hit an exponentially increased lethal and destructive power, and at the time of the seventh type of the seventh company, the fierce roaring hurricane had already turned into an opponent who fell into the absolute disadvantage like a giant axe that opened the sky.

However, in the face of this almost irresistible and terrible attack...... The tall and thin old man's body was blurred, and there were endless blood flame demon bats spreading and flying.

Accompanied by a cold and terrifying voice, listening to the whispering voice that made people's whole body goosebumps stand up: Ten thousand bats are boundless, bloody knife killing!

Countless giant bats wrapped in blood-colored flames shuttled through the cutting and strangulation of the infinite hurricane at an astonishing high speed, and instantly chased and killed Liu Jinghong's close body.

Liu Jinghong's set of "Seven Killing Swords of Silence and Heart" kills the move, greatly increasing the lethal and destructive power within seven moves, and at the same time, the figure of the caster will fly high with each move, and when the seven moves are finished, the caster is already in the sky where the legendary warrior can be brutally crippled.

At that time, Liu Jinghong will decide whether to glide and charge or ride the wind to escape by controlling the wind and fighting spirit, which can be described as a clever tactic that can be attacked and retreated.

However, the smug mastery that had been quite perfect in the heart of the Tempest Sword Saint was shattered in the first cast. The Exotic Martial Sect on the opposite side dodged the most powerful seventh blow with the body of the Blood Flame Demon Bat, and at the same time quickly slaughtered it.

A large group of blood flame demon bats condensed into the old man who was already in shape in the sky above Liu Jinghong, and at this time he was holding a blood-colored scimitar in his hand, holding the knife with both hands and slashing down!

In the chaos, the two of them fell to the ground from a high altitude at the same time, and when the overflowing dust fell, the only person who could stagger and stand up in the arena was the tall and thin old man with a bloody knife and a bloody mouth, living like a hellish ghost.

"In your Chinese words, this is called being a soldier and not getting tired of deceit...... I've never said that I don't use a knife!?" Licking the residual blood on the scimitar, this alien martial sect who cultivated bloodline fighting qi said.