The corners of Duo Yizhen's mouth rose higher, his strong chest rose and fell slightly, and his ink-colored pupils were tumbling, dripping with fighting intent.

Yuan was completely enraged, and this was exactly what Zhong Duo really wanted.

The muscles of Duo Yizhen's whole body tightened, and every trace of the spiritual power of his limbs and bones was agitated, crazy, shouting, and colliding.

Duo Yizhen had waited for a long time for such a game between masters, and he felt that his heart, which had been as quiet as an abyss for many years, was rarely accelerated.

Duo Yizhen is not actually disgusted with Gongziyuan. I don't really want to treat the goddess Luo Xi as he said.

The young man in front of Duo Yizhen, if his height and figure were placed in the Western Regions, he would definitely look thin. Always wear a white brocade robe, with silver bells and snow spikes hanging from your waist. The expression is indifferent but calm and gentle, gentle and elegant, with the air of a priest and a true sneer.

Keduo really knew that this was not all that was in front of him.

Gongziyuan, he is the genius son of the Northern Emperor family, he tamed the ghostly ghost of the North at the age of fourteen, and galloped on the snow-ridden border at a young age, and the confrontation with the Northern Barbarian Slaves has never been defeated. At the age of nineteen, he was close to the completion of his spiritual power, holding a peerless treasure and a famous sword.

What shocked the Quartet the most was that Gongziyuan, a spiritual power close to completion, stabbed the second leader of the Northern Barbarian Slave at the age of seventeen, a master who had been spiritual power for many years.

You must know that the gap between spiritual power and near-completion is by no means just one word.

What is so special about Gongziyuan? Duo Yizhen has always been curious.

Gongziyuan didn't know how long Duo Yizhen had been eyeing him. Among the pairs of golden boys and jade girls in Beidi Ming, what Duo Yizhen really cares about is not Miss Azhao, but Yuan, who is several times younger than himself.

He found fault several times, made insulting remarks against his will several times, and tried his best to poke his sore spots, just to force this arrogant noble son to fight with him freely. Duo Yizhen has been bleeding on the battlefield since he was a child, and he only glanced at Yuan and decided that this seemingly gentle and introverted son must be the same as himself in his bones.

The ground under Duo Yizhen's feet shook slightly, cracking the cracks like spider webs, and the spiritual power between heaven and earth and the spiritual power in Duo Yizhen's body stirred and resonated, and the mountains roared like a tsunami and were violent and domineering, just like the Demon Lord himself.

In an instant, two terrifying spiritual forces confronted each other on the yellow sand, one was violent and domineering, the other was strong and flexible, and the two spiritual forces rubbed and collided. Suddenly, the air turned into waves, and the sky and earth flew sand and rocks shook the mountains.

"Okay, very good, Lao Tzu has been waiting for this moment for a long time!" Duo Yizhen stood in the wind, his robe and long hair flying behind him, slowly raised his hands, and shouted to Yuan, "Come on, don't keep it!

"I swear by the devil that if you can defeat Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will carry a sedan chair to marry Emperor Luoxi!"

"Remember what you said!" Yuan said in a deep voice, slowly pulling out the long knife at his waist, the cold light flashed, and every inch he pulled out, the temperature in the air was a little colder.

The long knife is just like Yuan Gongzi himself, beautiful and elegant, and the sound of the blade slowly unsheathed is ethereal and pleasant, like the sound of sheng music. The blade is tattooed with fine and dense patterns, and on the side of the cold light, Yuan holds the handle tightly with both hands, and the dazzling ice and snow spin and fly on the blade.

Yuan found that when he released his spiritual power without scruples, all his anger dissipated with the wind and snow in the sky.

All he had in his heart was the knife in his hand and the opponent in front of him.

Duo stood there with his hands in his hands, bent down slightly, with a well-groomed smile on his lips.

Yuan glanced at him, held the knife and rushed directly, the white light surrounded the blade, illuminating the desert as bright as day, and he stabbed directly at Duo Yizhen.

Duo Yizhen didn't dodge, nor did he retreat, he stood there and stretched out his arms, and a shield condensed by spiritual power that glowed like magma appeared in front of him, directly blocking Yuan's long knife head-on.

Spiritual power and spiritual power collided together, the earth shook slightly, and layers of spiritual power rolled in the air.

The fire spirit technique that Duo Yizhen practiced in the Doomsday Volcano happened to be two extremes from the source, one hot and the other cold.

The moment Duo Yizhen opened his hand, the icy air was swept away by a wave of heat-burning heat.

Yuan's blow was blocked, and he rolled over and jumped away, the tiger's mouth holding the knife shook slightly, and his ears buzzed slightly. He didn't glance at his hand holding the knife, and he knew that a small patch of burned redness appeared on the back of his hand.

Duo Yi's spiritual power was much deeper and stronger than he imagined. Although this was only a test blow, he still used the strength of Yuan Wu, and he was able to directly open the spirit shield and receive his own blow head-on.

He looked at Duo Yizhen's feet, which were deeply and firmly rooted in the ground, and he only took half a step back.

Yuan looked at his eyes, those dark pupils did not know when they were not the usual arrogance, and they were unruly and unruly.

Those calm, steady black pupils almost made Yuan unable to recognize that the person in front of him was the cynical nobleman.

Yuan remembered that when the world met the demon and he sneered at it, his father's inexplicable words - regard the family and the people as glory and responsibility, and regard glory and responsibility as life and soul. You can't just look at the surface, the source.

Yuan suddenly noticed something that he had been unwilling to admit, Duo Yizhen may be a noble son who looks down on anyone, but he does have this qualification.

For the first time, he really realized what he should have realized a long time ago, the man in front of him, whom he once disliked and couldn't get used to, was a rare top master in all directions of Tianji, and he was a master of spiritual power who carried the heirloom spear of the family at a young age.

For the first time, he realized that it had been some time since the Demon of the World had become the master of the West, and during this time, the borders of the Western Regions had been stable, and the divine capital Baicheng had prospered and peaceful.

He also realized that this man was probably every day, every day, just like today, with some weapons in his hands, silently and carefully patrolling the most dangerous places in the desert at night, guarding the white city and guarding the west, without saying much and never asking for credit.

Thinking about it, looking at this person, Yuan's state of mind calmed down.

"Gongziyuan, use some strength, but you can't defeat me like this!"

Yuan hadn't been standing on the ground for long before Duo Yizhen's voice came.

Then, from behind Duo Yizhen, a number of stout iron chains that surrounded the magma of the Western Regions and ended in sharp cones.

Iron chains as thick as the arms of the heroes of the Western Regions.

The chains were wrapped in the magma of the Western Regions, and everywhere they went, the land was scorched black by the magma on the chains.

The chains smashed towards Yuan, and Yuan quickly jumped away. One by one, the chains slammed into the place where the source station had passed, and the cone, the size of an adult's head, slammed into the ground, and magma splattered everywhere.

If it weren't for Yuan's quick skills and quick reactions, as long as he was hit by an iron lock, he would definitely be smashed into a puddle of flesh.

Source: "Sky Lock?"

Duo Yi really has two treasures.

The treasure weapon he possessed before inheriting the spear of the Gai family was a chain trained at the bottom of the hottest doomsday volcano in the Western Regions, and was called the "Heavenly Lock".

The magma of the Magma Land is immortal in the face of ice, and the chains that wrap around the magma are absolutely terrifying nightmares.

Gen had only heard of this powerful artifact in rumors, and this was the first time he had seen its power. Driven by Duo Yizhen, the heavy and huge chains were as agile and swift as a snake, shooting at the source in all directions.

As long as you are scratched a little by this chain, you will be left with a wound that will be remembered for a lifetime.

Yuan didn't dare to be careless, but the corners of his mouth involuntarily hooked slightly.

Yuan dodged and swung a sharp sword flower at Duo Yizhen, jumping in the overwhelming chains, approaching Duo Yizhen again and again, and sending the snowy long knife in front of him.

You know, in the same way, the ice of the realm of a thousand snows will not melt into fire.

Duo Yizhen drives the chains to resist the attacks of the source and the needle, the magma chains collide with the source childe, and the wind and snow long knife chases Duo Yizhen, the colors of fire and ice and snow are intertwined, dangerous and heroic, but stunning and magnificent.

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【Western Regions/Shendu White City/Geshiba】

When the two fought without distraction, what they didn't know was —— ——

"Oh my God, that's?"

"Is that Ice Spirit and Fire Spirit Magic?"

"What's going on? It can't be the Yuan Gongzi and the Demon Venerable, right?"

"Why did the two families in the northwest fight?"

"What's going on?" said Duo Yiba, who walked over and pulled away from the crowd watching the excitement on the open-air balcony, "Oops! this is ......"

"Whahaha......" and then Duo Yiba laughed loudly, "It's really my boy and Ah Yuan!"

"Ming, Ming! Come and see! Your son and my son are fighting, hahahaha!"

Bei Di Ming walked over, with an obvious solemn look on his face, and it seemed that he didn't think there was anything funny about this. The fact that the Northland Princes are fighting with their Western masters in the West is not a harmless trivial matter.

He pursed his lips and was thinking about how to speak, but he was punched in the chest by Duo Yiba.

"Good guy!" Duo Yi said domineeringly, "Lao Tzu and Brother Ming have known each other for hundreds of years and haven't sparred, so these two little dolls will do it first! It's good to be young, isn't it Brother Ming? Come and see, which doll can win!"

“...... This?" Ming looked embarrassed, stunned for half a second, and then he looked at Duo Yiba, revealing a wry smile of gratitude, "Yuan that kid doesn't know where the sky is high and the earth is thick, where is the opponent of the Demon Venerable Lord." ”

"It's boring to say that, who doesn't know that your family Ah Yuan is a genius who has not been met for a thousand years! This pair of battles is ever-changing, and it is really hard to say who wins and who loses! Today, it is rare for everyone to get together, why don't everyone come to bet to see if it is my child who can win or Brother Ming's Ah Yuan can win, everyone says it's good!"

"Good, good!"

"Good!"

"A rare encounter! How can you have fun without a bet! I will pay a thousand gold to bet on the victory of the Demon Venerable!"

"Five hundred gold pressure Gongzi Yuansheng!"

"Eight hundred gold pressure Gongzi Yuan!"

"Fifteen hundred Golden Demon Venerable Lord!"

"Five hundred gold bets to win against the Demon Venerable!"

"Three Hundred Gold ......"

"Two Hundred Gold ......"

"Two Thousand Gold ......"

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