It was a dark mansion.

The bottom house is located in a magnificent giant house at the end of the Suzaku District, and the door plaque of the giant house is engraved with three purple and red characters of dragons flying and phoenixes: "Tiangongtang".

"Tiangong Hall" is one of the eight major sects, the first major sect of refining, 'Tiangong Mountain', located in this branch of the Ten Thousand Demon City.

At this moment, in the backyard of the bottom house, in a golden room, two young people were sitting at both ends of the stone table, talking and laughing in a low voice.

As he spoke, he didn't know what he was talking about, so he burst out laughing.

Suddenly, a young man with an obscene face quietly came to the door and knocked lightly on the edge of the door twice.

At first, both of them were a little unhappy, but then they thought of something, raised their heads again, and nodded.

The young man sitting on the jade chair on the left, dressed in black, with a face full of yin and evil colors, and his whole body was full of heavy yin and evil meaning, and he was one of the true disciples of Tiangong Mountain's generation, 'Huangling Sword' Gou Gaojun.

And the other person, dressed in blood, with a lot of blood-red broken lines embroidered on his sleeves, like waves, is one of the core disciples of the Burial Evil Mountain, "Falling Soul Bell" Pang Jiuzhen.

Gou Gaojun groaned slightly, instantly put away his original laughing color, his face became cold, he straightened his back, and said in a deep voice: "Come in......"

"Childe ......"

With the words, the obscene young man pushed the door in, and closed it carefully, only then walked up to the two young men, and said in a low voice: "Young man, the four people you are looking for have already arrived, and they are heading in the direction of the Nine Poles of Ice and Fire. ”

"Sure enough......"

"Hey, hey. ”

The two young men glanced at each other, and the blood-clothed young man from the Evil Mountain said, "I really don't understand, how could Zhou Jing give us such a task and make such a heavy promise?"

"However, what are you doing with so much, anyway, it's an internal matter of their Lunyin Sea Pavilion, and it's not very simple for us to destroy the opportunity for two or three people to enter the Nine Poles of Ice and Fire Cave?"

"Just wave your hand and do it, you can also reap a lot of benefits, and get the favor of a good comrade-in-arms, this kind of thing is worth doing!"

Hearing this, Gou Gaojun, a young man in black on the other side, also opened his mouth and smiled: "Okay, since Brother Pang also said so, then let the subordinates go and order like this, I believe that those stewards of the True Dragon Dynasty should know what to do." ”

"Go ahead!"

"Yes!"

With a wave of the black-clothed young man's hand, the obscene-looking young man who had just come in instantly opened the door again in an instant, retreated, and then quickly rushed away from another hidden passage in the direction of the Nine Poles of Ice and Fire.

On the way, he also took out a small silver cage from his bosom and released a strange wind pigeon with emerald green feathers, and the wind pigeon had a small silver cylinder tied to its feet.

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Huoshen Mountain, under the Nine Poles of Ice and Fire, square.

On the stage of the fighting god.

As the young man in the green robe Murong Nuan came to the stage, the two stood opposite each other, and the entire Doushen stage was silent, and everyone was stunned and waited quietly.

After all, in normal times, it is not easy to see a battle of this level, and you may not be able to see it once in ten days and half a month.

One is one of the peak disciples of the famous sect, and the other is a genius in the world of scattered cultivation, the two will collide on this Doushen Platform today, and in the end, who will be superior and who will be inferior, who will win and who will lose?

Nobody knows.

All are watching.

Even in normal times, some of the Eight Sect disciples who had their eyes above the top and didn't care about ordinary battles at all couldn't help but show excited eyes at this time, looking at the stage tightly.

These people are the eight masters who have the best chance to harvest thirty Xuantie Orders from the Doushen Platform and enter the Nine Poles of Ice and Fire Cave.

They usually don't take it lightly, but if they can see some of Murong Nuan's advantages and disadvantages from the battle they are waiting for, or draw out some of his hole cards, in the future, if they face each other, they may be able to find a way to deal with it.

So, everyone was nervously waiting.

The people in the audience were nervous, but the people on the stage were light and light, the blue-clothed Lunyin Haige disciple, when he saw the young man in the green robe finally on stage, his face turned pale, and he didn't dare to slack off, he hugged his fists and said: "One of the top disciples of Lunyin Haige, 'Light Wind Blowing Sword' Ying Chengyue, please advise!"

"Please!"

Murong Nuan didn't speak, he flew up to the ring, and his hands were always behind his back, just like looking at the mountains from afar, and his posture was extremely chic and calm.

It doesn't seem like you want to go on stage to participate in gambling fights, but you are boating on the lake and sea, enjoying the wind and scenery, and eating the beautiful scenery of the world.

"What arrogance!"

As one of the peak disciples of Lunyin Sea Pavilion, although he is only ranked at the bottom, he is also a peak disciple, and he is usually affected by thousands of people, how can he stand such stimulation.

Although Murong Nuan was by nature, he seemed to be underestimated, and his blood suddenly surged, and with a roar, he suddenly pulled out a sword from his back and slashed it out.

The sword light is like snow, and the sword of Ying Chengyue is very fast, extremely fast, and in the void, countless remnants of the sword shadow were born, disturbing people's sight.

However, in the face of this sword that seemed to gather the speed of heaven and earth, Murong Nuan only smiled slightly, turned sideways slightly, and avoided it.

He was covered in a body without a trace of weight, like a phantom, standing in the ring, like Mount Tai, without a single feather.

Seeing this, Ying Chengyue became even more angry: "You dare to despise me, I want you to know the price of underestimating me!"

"Boom......"

A series of more than ten swords spilled out, forming a ring and a ring in mid-air, and the ice was bone-chilling.

In Ying Chengyue's hand, there was a long sword with a slight blue tinge, the body of the long sword was extremely thin, revealing a piercing cold, and it was also a pseudonymous weapon.

Looking at the appearance, it is somewhat similar to the weak water cold sword in Mu Yan Qiuxue's hand.

However, this sword, in his hands, seems to have exerted its true power, the light sword is like a star, the heaven and the earth are divided, time is still, the sword speed has exceeded one qiē, and finally, it is difficult to see with the naked eye, only the heaven and the earth are fluctuating.

However, in the face of such a fast sword, Murong Nuan still did not change color at all, just a step, or a half inch to the left, or three points to the right, which seemed inconspicuous, and there was nothing surprising, but he could always avoid Ying Chengyue's endless attacks between them.

On the other hand, Ying Chengyue himself was a little too strong, and his moves failed, his face was red, and his steps were scattered.

"He's going to lose!"

Sighing lightly, Li Han muttered, although he was a little reluctant, after all, he was a disciple of his own sect, but defeat was defeat, he could still see it, and he had no intention of covering it up for him.

It's useless to cover it up, because soon the results will come out.

Really.

After a while, before Murong Nuan could make a move, Ying Chengyue was in too much of a hurry to send the sword, his body was overdrawn, and his whole body was staggering, Murong Nuan just turned to one side slightly, and he rushed past him and fell out of the ring.

Under the entire Doushen Stage, there was an uproar, and all the disciples of Lunyin Haige were angry, but they were helpless, and they were shocked beyond measure.

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