Zhuge Hang, the ninth recultivation of the Ning Yuan Realm, is the most outstanding son of the Ning Yuan Realm of the Zhuge family in Wuzhou.

Zhuge Tan looked at Zhuge Hang, his eyes were full of satisfaction, this was the most talented junior genius in their family in a hundred years.

Stepping into the martial arts, it took less than two years for his cultivation to reach the ninth level of the Ning Yuan Realm.

What's even more terrifying is that Zhuge Hang has a very high talent for formations, and the Zhuge family is a formation family, and he is almost destined to become the core figure of the Zhuge family in the future.

Before Zhuge Hang went downstairs, a voice sounded: "Zhuge Hang, let these turtles sober up, how big a gap is there between their so-called geniuses and us!"

It is a disciple of the Cloud Sword Sect, Yun Zhongyue.

As soon as these words came out, all the Qingzhou warriors above the attic were furious, and this 'turtle' almost represented all of them.

Gao Yanli, a disciple of the Tianyan Sect, also chuckled lightly and said:

"I was born in Qingzhou, and I know the most about the Qingzhou martial arts world, it is indeed very backward, and I don't even have a six-grade high-level force. ”

The Gao family in Qingzhou City is a well-known six-grade family in the entire Qingzhou, and the head of the Gao family is also in the banquet above the attic.

Hearing Gao Yanli's words, the head of the Gao family looked angry and said:

"Yanli, as the saying goes, the son is not ugly, the dog is not poor, you were born in the Gao family in Qingzhou, Qingzhou is your hometown, how can you be so slanderous. ”

Gao Yanli was originally a disciple of a branch of the Gao family, and that branch made a mistake and was expelled by the Gao family.

I never thought that Gao Yanli, a disciple of the younger generation in this vein, turned out to be a genius, and by chance, he entered the Tianyan Sect of the Five Rank Sect, and because of his outstanding performance, he was accepted as a personal disciple by Li Keqing, the elder of the Tianyan Sect.

Gao Yanli didn't care about the head of the Gao family in the Gathering Spirit Realm at all, and smiled: "I'm just telling the truth, how can I slander it." ”

The arrogance and arrogance of Yun Zhongyue and Gao Yanli made every Qingzhou martial artist very unhappy.

Especially the junior martial artists in Qingzhou, looking at both of them with angry faces.

Li Keqing saw that the atmosphere was not good, and laughed: "Junior's words, don't take them to heart." ”

Listening to this tone, it is very casual, that is, just casually saying it for the sake of the scene.

Li Keqing said this, Xiao Yang naturally couldn't be angry because of the wild words of the two juniors, and said lightly:

"My Qingzhou's junior geniuses, outstanding people look at the entire Great Wei, they are all top figures, if someone despises them, they will eat their own bitter fruits, if a person is defeated by someone he looks down on, then what is he himself?"

Yun Zhongyue and Gao Yanli both had a faint sneer on the corner of their mouths, they didn't believe that among the junior martial artists in Qingzhou, there could be someone who could beat them in the same realm.

Although Zhuge Hang was young, he was much more polite than Yun and Gao, and he hugged Xiao Yang and said:

"The lord of the Xiao Mansion is right, respecting one's opponent is respecting oneself, and the younger generation will never dare to despise the geniuses of the younger generations in Qingzhou, and they will definitely go all out to compete with one of them. ”

Xiao Yang nodded slightly.

Whoosh –

Zhuge Hang jumped down from the attic and landed in the square.

"Wuzhou, Zhuge family, Zhuge Hangzhou!"

"Qingzhou, Shendaomen, Pei Yiming!"

In the middle of the square, the two teenagers looked at each other and reported their names and identities.

On both sides of the square, at the flowing water banquet, the heroic warriors of Qingzhou widened their eyes one by one, and their expressions became focused.

Above the attic, all the warriors also raised their spirits.

This battle is a duel between the juniors of Qingzhou and the juniors of Wuzhou, and the meaning is different from the previous battles!

Pei Yiwu was holding a third-order treasure knife in his hand, the cold light was shining, and a fierce knife momentum erupted.

As the first person in the Ning Yuan Realm of the younger generation of Qingzhou, Pei Yiming could originally obtain a treasure steadily.

But...... Because of Zhuge Hang, Pei Yiming had to fight again and continue to win in order to be eligible for the treasure that originally belonged to him, and the anger in his heart towards Zhuge Hang can be imagined.

"Zhuge Hang, yes, take it!"

Pei Yiming snorted coldly, his body moved forward, and he jumped up, the brilliance of the treasure knife in his hand exploded, and he slashed down.

The sword light was shining, and it split a shining arc, which instantly fell to the top of Zhuge Hang's head.

Zhuge Hang didn't resist, his toes were a little, and his body flashed to the side lightly, avoiding the knife.

"Come again!"

Pei Yiming fell to the ground, and with another cold drink, he swept with a knife.

As soon as Zhuge Hang dodged to the side, the treasure knife slashed horizontally to his waist.

Pei Yiming's strength is indeed not weak, this sword technique changes extremely quickly, even if it is a martial artist who has a heavy blood realm, he may also suffer under this sword.

Zhuge Hang's body technique was amazingly fast, and with a leap of his body upward, he slashed past Pei Yiming's second knife, a backflip, and landed steadily on the ground.

"The third knife!"

Pei Yiming's expression was cold, and he continued to use the knife, the knife was stronger, and he directly slashed forward.

It was visible to the naked eye that the air flow in the void was cut by this knife and flowed to both sides.

Pei Yiming's knife is fast, and Zhuge Hang's body is faster.

Seeing that this knife was about to slash Zhuge Hang's body, he was like a ghost, and on the side of his body, he avoided another knife.

The fourth knife!

Fifth Knife!

......

Pei Yiming's knife technique, the offensive is fierce, the knife momentum is better than a knife, and the speed of the knife is faster than a knife, and the bright knife light is one after another, slashing at Zhuge Hang again and again.

However, Zhuge Hang's body technique is exquisite to the pinnacle, and he can always avoid the sword light when a thousand shots are even.

Pei Yiming attacked more than a dozen knives in a row, but he couldn't touch the corner of Zhuge Hang's clothes.

"Are you going to keep dodging like this? My sword technique, the stronger the momentum, the stronger the strength, the faster the speed, I see how many knives you can dodge me!"

After Zhuge Hang avoided twenty knives, Pei Yiming couldn't help but drink coldly.

"If you can touch me, count me as losing!"

Zhuge Hang smiled indifferently, his body was like electricity, and he continued to dodge.

"This little baby in Wuzhou, it's hairy, how can there be someone like him in the competition, who just can't hide and fight back?"

"Yes, if you keep dodging, you will only make your situation worse and worse, and you will always lose under the other party's knife in the end!"

......

On both sides of the square, there were Qingzhou warriors who said dissatisfiedly.

Above the attic, all the warriors also watched this battle intently, and most of them were not used to Zhuge Hang's style of playing.

Especially the junior warriors in Qingzhou, many of them are sneering.

Someone said: "The genius descendants of these six-grade high-level forces, it's just like that, Zhuge Hang was killed by Pei Yiming and had no power to fight back, Pei Yiming's knife strength is getting stronger and stronger, how long can Zhuge Kang hide?"

Yang Xiu and Long Ziyun glanced at each other, both of them raised their eyebrows, and felt that Zhuge Hang was not so simple.

Xiao Yang was also very concerned about this battle, and when he saw that Zhuge Hang had dodged Pei Yiming's more than thirty knives, he sighed lightly and said:

"Brother Zhuge , your Zhuge family has produced a good seedling, Zhuge Hang won this battle!"