Approaching Liangshan, the admiration in Wang Xiao's heart was a little heavier, and he couldn't help but become a little apprehensive.

Thousands of peach blossoms bloom, a piece of pink, all over the mountains are blooming peach blossom forests, like a pink light veil covering the mountain, the fragrance of flowers is fragrant, intoxicating body and mind.

The whole Liangshan scenery is picturesque, the mountains are like the ups and downs of the dragon, the lakes are dotted with pearls, the plants and trees are fresh, and the aura is dense.

The moment Wang Xiao stepped into Liangshan, Song Qing already knew that he sat on the ground in the valley, stroked the piano with both hands, and said softly: "Master, your old man still thinks about us like this, the junior brother is about to break through the white level, my senior brother should indeed give a big gift, how much I can comprehend depends on the junior brother's own creation!"

The elegant sound of the piano gave Wang Xiao guidance, and following the sound of the piano, he quickly found the valley where Song Qing was located.

The valley is full of peach blossoms, bursts of fragrance rush to the face, refreshing people's hearts, strange flowers and plants everywhere, bees fly and butterflies dance, the stone arch bridge lies horizontally, trickling and trickling, it is really poetic and picturesque.

In the middle of the valley, Song Qing sits on the piano, his hands are moving, giving people a feeling of agility and lightness, his fingers are running through the strings, and the beautiful and beautiful music slides out, making people feel peaceful.

He has a unique temperament, seeing him like a spring breeze, at a glance will give birth to indescribable familiarity and goodwill, as if he is the big brother next door who grew up with him, at the moment of meeting, no one can deny his beauty, under the sun, he refracted the brilliance more dazzling than the sun.

The beautiful music played is like a clear spring bubbling and flowing, like the moon flowing down, and the qin music outlines a picturesque wonderland, which attracts bees and butterflies to dance with it.

Although he had never seen it, Wang Xiao concluded at a glance that the person in front of him must be his senior brother Song Qing.

"Wang Xiao greets Senior Brother Song Qing!"

In response to Wang Xiao, only the elegant tune suddenly changed tone, like a violent storm suddenly hit, as if thousands of troops and horses roared in Wang Xiao's ears, conveying the message of battle.

Song Qing, who was still smiling at Wang Xiao before, narrowed his eyes, his face was completely darkened, and the light between his eyelids burst out!

Bang!

His clothes were hunting and shaking, and his body was like a swimming fish and a flying dragon, and he was in front of Wang Xiao's eyes in an instant.

"I advise you to show all your strength as soon as possible, otherwise you will die!" The blunt words fell next to Wang Xiao's ears, and the aggressive momentum did not give him any chance to hesitate.

I saw Song Qing take a sharp breath, and his fair-skinned and slender right arm suddenly swelled as a boss, like a hundred-year-old pine with intricate roots, with protruding muscles and muscles, and the momentum was very terrifying, aiming at Wang Xiao's head is a palm split.

This palm can be said to be Song Qing's sudden all-out blow now, with a wave of arms, only to see the soaring splitting palm power, like a hurricane shrouded Wang Xiao, in order to explore Wang Xiao's true strength and potential, while attracting Wang Xiao, he pressed his cultivation to the same level as Wang Xiao.

Apprentice to Qixing Mountain, Wang Xiao has taken a unique cultivation path since he started cultivating, and his spiritual sense has already far surpassed others at the same level, in front of him, there is no sneak attack at all, Song Qing just made a move, and he also expanded his body at the same time.

Although he didn't know what the situation was, he couldn't help but think about it now, Wang Xiao felt an unprecedented sense of oppression, this kind of oppression actually came from a monk of the same level, which made Wang Xiao dare not imagine, such a feeling even when facing a red-level powerhouse.

At this moment, there is no other way but to concentrate on the enemy.

Retreat!

Wang Xiao's first chosen strategy was to avoid the enemy's edge, and in the face of a strong man who didn't know the depths, Wang Xiao didn't dare to hold it up.

Song Qing's blow missed, and there was no surge of qi, and there was no body protection around him, which made Wang Xiao very happy.

Since the other party was also in the white order with himself, Wang Xiao had no fear, stopped the pace of retreat, Wang Xiao retreated into advance, took the initiative to meet it, clenched his right hand into a fist, and immediately followed with his left hand.

The slightly delicate fists brought up a series of blazing golden rays, dancing like golden snakes, and the powerful force seemed to distort the space, as if it was about to tear the void near the fist shadow.

The golden mangs around the fist shadow are the effect of the release of the essence yuan qi in Wang Xiao's body, because he has not yet reached the red level, the essence yuan qi cannot be transformed into gang, and can only be swayed casually.

An earth-shattering bang sounded in the valley, and a stream of extremely strong and powerful energy erupted in the field, and Wang Xiao and Song Qing collided together.

When the fists intersected, Wang Xiao felt very surprised, he broke through the Seven Heavens, his strength increased tenfold, and now he has the power of a hundred tripods.

One tripod is a thousand catties, how much is a hundred tripods? But 100,000 catties!

With such strength, Wang Xiao is enough to laugh at the white rank, and he can fight with Song Qingyi, and he suddenly finds that his opponent is not weaker than him.

Ordinary people, only when they reach the consummation of the white order, will they have the power of a hundred tripods, and the two people who are fighting at this time are only in the seven heavens of the white order.

But this does not mean that Wang Xiao can challenge the people of the red rank, the difference in the realm is difficult to overcome, although he has the power of a hundred tripods at this time, it does not mean that every blow he has the power of a hundred tripods.

Now, with each of his blows, eighty percent of his strength was consumed, that is to say, the essence qi that was really used by him was only two percent at most.

This is why his fights can cause such great destruction, because he still doesn't know how to use force better, control his strength, and hit every force of his hand 100%.

When you reach a certain stage of cultivation, your strength will not increase, and you have to rely on yourself to understand how to control your strength and how to exert yourself, so that your strength will not be wasted.

As for how much strength he can use in the end, it depends on the cultivator's own talent.

Therefore, the higher the cultivation level of the dueling monks, the less damage they will do to the surrounding environment.

Because before they started, they had already formed an air pressure, which made people breathless, making people feel terrible first, not like Wang Xiao now, who would only feel terrible after seeing the battle situation.

The wind was surging and the strength was pressing, the dust was flying, and the clothes of the two were drummed by the hunting wind, and the hair was messy and flying.

Wang Xiao knew that he would lose most of his strength with every punch, but he thought of a way to make up for it and changed his punches to fingers.

He had to do this, the opponent's sense of oppression was so strong that he didn't have time to think at all, so he could only concentrate on the enemy.

"Ah......h

With a long roar, the essence qi in Wang Xiao's body was surging, and his body emitted a faint golden light.

He used his right index finger, a little golden light, a faint light appeared at his fingertips, and his right index finger instantly shone and shone brightly, comparable to a sharp sword out of its sheath.

With a flash of brilliance, Wang Xiao pounced like a ghost, as fast as the extreme, his palm fingers were as clear as jade, and he stabbed at Song Qing's eyebrows like a sharp sword.

Song Qing was not in a hurry, before Wang Xiao came over, he took half a step back with his left foot, and then used the back heel of his left foot as a support point, a 360-degree rotation, and accumulated strength in his right palm.

This action not only avoided Wang Xiao's attack, but also completed the counterattack at the same time, attacking and defending, in one go, without the slightest drag, and he was extremely experienced in the enemy.

In the battle, Wang Xiao's spirit was highly concentrated, and when the fingers of his right hand swiped, his left hand had already used the same way to charge his index finger.

Seeing Song Qing's attack coming, Wang Xiao's right hand was sharply retracted, and the index finger of his left hand stabbed out like a spirit snake probing its head, and in a short distance, there was a scream of ghost crying and howling.

The essence of the two of them concentrated a little bit in their bodies, as if two unrivaled divine swords clashed together, making a piercing roar, like two iron mountains colliding together, and the eardrums of the people who shook were buzzing.

The huge impact force lifted the two of them away at the same time, but after a short separation, the two quickly rushed towards each other again.

Wang Xiao's fists rose and fell, as if he was waving two mountains, heavy and unstoppable!

Song Qing is even more vigorous, like a vicious tiger looking for a sheep, an eagle hitting a white rabbit, and his figure is faster than lightning.

After a hand-to-hand, the two figures suddenly separated, advancing like a divine dragon, retreating like a spirit snake scurrying, and the energy that was aroused swept in all directions, rolling up dust and bursts.

As the battle continued, the essence of the essence of the qi was greatly consumed, but Wang Xiao became more and more courageous, and the endless flow of essence of the martial god body made him inherently undefeated in the protracted war.

Competing with his senior brother, Wang Xiao didn't want to win in this way, so he decided to fight quickly, gather his energy, and raise his skills to the extreme, and the golden light came out of his body, as if there were raging flames around his body.

In an instant, the wind was fierce, the sand and dust covered the sky, the golden rays shot everywhere, and the fierce energy swept in every inch of space!

If Wang Xiao still had a trace of the idea of retaining his spare strength before, then now, he completely dispelled this idea, completely let go of his hands and feet, and planned to fight with all his might.

With a rumbling thunder, a dazzling light like the sun erupted from Wang Xiao's fist, and the powerful energy fluctuations made people can't help but palpitate.

At this moment, he had no distracting thoughts, only the desire to win the enemy, and the unparalleled fist power made a burst of sound breaking through the air.

Wu moved with his heart, and the accompanying fist not only had a sense of beauty, but also a sense of strength, Wang Xiao stretched his body very elegantly, and between the waves of his right arm, there was a natural lightness of Taoism.

But when the fist is swung out, it is so violent.

Each swing of the punch will emit a large area of blazing white light, and the mountains, rocks, and trees will shatter when touched, and the ten punches will be superimposed, and the power gathered together is as terrifying as a shocking wave.

Song Qing's whole body leaned back, like an inverted bow, his hands on the ground, accompanied by his feet, and his feet kicked like a shark's mouth to hunt, and the speed was surprisingly fast.

He supported the ground with both hands, walked upside down, blocked Wang Xiao's attack with his right foot, and then slapped the ground with both hands, and rose with strength, his body burst out like an arrow from the string, and his left foot quickly approached, directly taking Wang Xiao's heart.

The leg force tore through the air and emitted a piercing scream, which was conveyed far away, extremely sharp.

At this time, Wang Xiao's old strength has been exhausted, and the new power has not yet been born, which is an excellent time to fight back.

But Wang Xiao was not afraid at all, he shouted violently, pulled down with his fists, and protected his heart, who knew that Song Qing's kick was extremely tricky, and halfway through the kick, the speed suddenly increased incredibly.

Suddenly rising, and then slamming down quickly, changing the kick to splitting, and directly taking Wang Xiaomian's door, like a poisonous snake that burst out and hurt people, with a flash of lightning, it was already in front of him.

The corners of Wang Xiao's mouth raised slightly, and he let out a subtle smile, and in an instant, his whole person turned into an extremely strong light source and appeared in front of Song Qing.

Just like a newborn star, it can burn everyone's eyes, this is the inspiration Wang Xiao got after observing the sun, turning his own essence qi into a strong light, and the previous golden light is accumulating power for this blow.

The dazzling golden light made people dare not look at it, and Song Qing's attack slowed down because of this, but this strong light had no effect on Wang Xiao, and he had already adapted to it.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Xiao's right fist slammed again, and the mighty shock wave, with the wind that swept everything, was enough to melt the heat of heaven and earth, and approached Song Qing.

The strength of the forced fist was far beyond imagination, as if a huge rock of tens of millions of catties smashed into the chest, so that Song Qing's body protection strength was forced to the brink of collapse in an instant.

The decisive punch did not hit Song Qing, under Wang Xiao's disbelieving gaze, Song Qing disappeared alive, leaving only an incomparably strong punch that rolled up countless rocks and broken wood.