Chapter 307: Thick Earth Coiled Dragon Stick

"Actually, it's very simple, you and I each choose three people to play, using a best-of-three system. In the unfortunate event that your side is defeated, your Nalan family will also have the right to take over this Xiaoyue Pavilion, but you must accept and fulfill the conditions and demands put forward by us. You can rest assured! Everything is within the scope of your Nalan family's affordability. Lu Suifeng smiled faintly, no one knew the true meaning of his move, in short, his decision was everyone's decision, and no one would raise the slightest objection or question.

Hearing this, Nalan Feiyue pondered slightly, although she didn't know what the other party's requirements and conditions were, but judging from the current situation, there was no better way to solve it. What's more, even if he had all the ownership rights of this Xiaoyue Pavilion, if he didn't have these high-grade Dan masters to preside over it, it would be difficult to support it. The other party not only has a large number of high-grade Dan masters, but also two supreme sects sitting in the formation, and the combination is an absolute win-win situation, only in this way can the Nalan family truly lay a foundation in this Dan Master City and occupy a seat, which is a wish that Aoyun City has not been able to complete for hundreds of years.

"Deal!" Nalan Feiyue resolutely decided, and then waved his hand at the group of Tsing Yi, and everyone retreated like a tide.

The two sides immediately reached a consensus, and no matter what the outcome of the competition was, from now on the relationship between the two sides was not hostile, and in a certain sense, both sides stood on the same camp and became an inseparable whole.

Nalan Feiyue took off the cyan mask, revealing a square face, sword eyebrows and tiger eyes, and it looked a little arrogant, implying a faint coercion and domineering of a person who has been in the top position for a long time, and his body was filled with an awe-inspiring righteousness, without a bit of feminine and evil aura, giving people a kind of demeanor that was full of words.

The corners of his angular mouth were lifted, revealing a very kind smile; "I have offended many times before, I am here to express my deep apologies, and I hope that you will be generous and tolerant regardless of your past suspicions!" Nalan Feiyue lowered her posture and said sincerely.

"There are no absolute enemies in this world, only common interests, and each other is ready to help each other, what happened before is not so important, and both sides should focus on the present and the future. Lu Suifeng smiled faintly: "The next competition is aimed at dividing the winners and losers, and the point is stopped, there is no need to fight to the death, blood is splashed on the surface." What does the young city lord think?" "That's what I mean!" Nalan Feiyue nodded, happily agreeing with Lu Suifeng's meaning. Although this battle is not a matter of life and death, there is no room for loss, one is related to the dignity and reputation of Aoyun City, and the other is that once lost, the other party will strongly put forward higher conditions and requirements, and there will be no reason to refuse. Fortunately, the family attaches great importance to the mission of this trip, and specially sent several strong people who broke through the realm to accompany them, which was enough to cope with the competition in front of them.

The space in the hall is too small, the battle of the strong, one out of control, the entire Xiaoyue Pavilion can not bear it at all, and the place of the competition is moved to the garden outside the hall.

The cold moonlight slanted on the soft lawn, and the two figures faced each other quietly ten meters apart under the translucent light like water.

"I've never played against a woman in my life, can I change my opponent?" The person who spoke was dressed in green clothes, took off his mask, looked to be in his forties, with a strong and strong body, and although he was very restrained, his body was still full of explosive power.

The person standing opposite was petite and exquisite, with a weak appearance, but the words he said were very thunderous; "This uncle, don't underestimate anyone who can stand opposite you, this is a big taboo for martial artists." Women, in particular, are more dangerous than men. Be sure to fight with your heart and mind, otherwise, you will lose ugly. "Yun Wuying said quietly, and his voice was tactful and soft;" If you don't believe it, change it, you don't even have the qualifications to fight against me." "Wow!

There was a shout of surprise and uproar in the camp of the Tsing Yi people; this is too crazy, too arrogant!

On the contrary, the man in Tsing Yi on the floor looked solemn, and compared with the lax and idle just now, he seemed more serious and dignified. In such a situation, no one would dare to say such a thing, unless she was telling the truth. At least, the man in Tsing Yi in front of him thought so, so he quickly forgot the age and gender of the other party, and even the last trace of contempt was completely restrained.

The breath of the whole body changed completely, and a ball of essence light appeared in the originally calm and peaceful eyes, tearing through the brilliance of the moonlight, and projecting it on the other party silently. In other words, a martial artist with a slightly lower cultivation level would be unable to withstand this substantial-like divine light, comparable to a sharp blade, enough to tear the skin, and even kill the opponent.

A tentative look is enough to kill people, and without the support of strong strength, the battle will be over with just one glance. Of course, the man in Tsing Yi on the city would not think so, because his face at this time was covered with a faint red light, and his eyes revealed a strong battle intent.

It was because his line of sight was blocked by a soft qi in the middle of the way, and it instantly collapsed and became invisible like a mud cow entering the sea.

The pupils of the man in Tsing Yi contracted slightly, and the battle intent revealed in his eyes was a little stronger, and the other party was really not an idle person, the blood was boiling, and a thick and domineering aura like a mountain was evaporated. Standing as a knife, a rushing knife intent seemed to break through the space in front of it, converging into an earthy yellow knife several zhang long, and slashing down like a mountain.

Yun Wuying's petite figure suddenly appeared in mid-air, raised his hand slightly, pointed his finger as a sword, a sword blade composed of Xuanli strength, condescendingly slashed down, and in an instant, a vast and sharp sword momentum, the naked eye could see a purple light as if from the depths of the sky, slashing towards the yellow sword as thick as a mountain.

With a bang, the Rushan knife exploded violently, and the air emitted a dusty atmosphere. This Tsing Yi man is actually a martial artist with earth attributes, no wonder the whole momentum is as strong and heavy as a mountain and a huge rock.

The knife of the man in Tsing Yi was broken, as expected, his expression was solemn, no sadness or joy, and the breath of the earth was drumming up and down, and with the breath of the thick earth rising rapidly, the ground under his feet was suddenly rolled up and down layers of dust, as if the rolling torrent was surging wildly, and the momentum was vast, intending to crush the other party into meat and pulp foam in one fell swoop.

The wind and clouds are tornailing!

There was a coquettish shout, the wind rose on the flat ground, and for a while, the wind howled and roared, and the dust rolled angrily......

The people in Tsing Yi saw that their thick soil was crushing and falling apart, and was swept away by a sudden hurricane, and the dust in the sky dissipated. The heart was cold, the battle intent between the expressions was monstrous, almost crazy, and the breath of the earth became more and more thick and diffused, as if it was integrated with the ground under his feet, and there was an inseparable sense of majestic heaviness, which was as solid and upright as a mountain, and as thick and solid as a mountain.

His hands were empty, and he suddenly held a yellow-brown coiling dragon stick, which looked extremely thick, as if it was twice as thick as an ordinary stick, and it was one section long. With a stick in my hand, there is me in the world, and the awe-inspiring momentum doubles in an instant.

A stick raised in the air makes people feel a sense of danger.

The Yellow Dragon is shocking!

A dragon roared in the sky, and the stick slashed into the air and landed on the ground, like a mountain and a huge rock descending, rolling up the dust in the air, turning into a rolling yellow dragon, and the domineering Wushuang slashed towards the clouds without a shadow.

The power of this stick is enough to crack the mountain and break the mountain, the stick shadow flickered, and dozens of sticks were split out in one go, one stick was better than one stick, and the shadow of the stick in the air overlapped, as if dozens of yellow dragons were flying and dancing wildly, and the momentum shook the sky and the earth, and the cloud and sky shadow were swept in it in an instant, and the dodge space on the front and back and left and right were shrouded by the heavy stick shadow.

The Tsing Yi man had a glistening light in his eyes, intending to lock on the other party's figure, but when he saw a skirt floating and flashing, he seemed to be like a ghost shuttling between the gap between the stick and the dragon shadow, which seemed to be dangerous, but in fact it was thrilling and unscathed.

The clouds are shadowless and the three thousand green silks are fluttering, with a light and clear face, and they are in the shadow of the stick like a mountain, as if they are walking freely. Suddenly she took a diagonal step, and her figure swept out of the shadow of the dragon like the wind, and no one could see how she did it?

The next moment, he suddenly appeared in front of the man in Tsing Yi, drew his sword, took out his sword, and under the moonlight, a sword light was terrifying like lightning, and it slashed diagonally towards the opponent's stick-holding arm. The whole action is smooth, without a trace of pyrotechnics.

The man in Tsing Yi is not an idle person, the moment he was surprised, his body reacted at the same time, and suddenly moved sideways, a blood light splashed, although the arm was cut a bloody slit, the person quickly retreated a few meters, and he could have escaped the misfortune of a broken arm with a sword. When retreating, the stick was handed over to the left hand, dancing a sharp stick, rolling up a cloud of dust, and mixing with the stick to form a ring of protection around the body to ensure that it was not lost. Then he picked up the tail of the stick strangely, and quickly lifted it from the bottom to the top towards the two crotches of Yun Wuying. Ignoring the bleeding arm, the Jedi counterattack that will not kill him. The rich sense of battle is vividly interpreted.

Yun Wuying didn't expect that the opponent's temporary machine transformation ability was so old, and the sense of battle was so keen, and under the surprise, he couldn't dodge, and the afterimage appeared immediately between thoughts, and the real body disappeared, and the afterimage left behind was provoked by the other party from the bottom up into two petals, which can be described as thrilling.

Afterimage!

The smile that had just surfaced on the man in Tsing Yi stopped abruptly, and he secretly said in his heart: "Not good!" Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a figure appearing on his side, and a little cold star quickly passed through his ring protection, and quickly enlarged in front of his eyes.

The man in Tsing Yi weirdly took out a stick, and the castration was strong, and he wanted to withdraw at the same time to block the attack, but he couldn't do it, and he didn't even have the time and opportunity to exchange injuries for injuries. The only thing that can be done now is to retreat, and every step back will cause a vibration on the ground, setting off streams of dust and surging with it, like a turbulent wave, which greatly hinders the speed of the opponent's pursuit.