"Senior brother's words are too much, you know, the road to martial arts is bumpy, even among the same generation, it is difficult for anyone to be truly invincible, how dare you pretend to dominate the older generation?" Dongfang Bai shook his head, a smile raised on his mouth, as if self-deprecating and bitter. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Martial Dao Road, if you don't have a goal, how can you go all the way?" Guan Feiyu smiled softly, his tone indifferent.

"Being invincible to my peers is only the first step in my martial arts path, and dominating the older generation is not the end of my life!"

"Senior brother's goal is so ambitious, maybe I am just a stepping stone on your martial arts path, since this is the case, then let me learn what the demons of the older generation have in the future!" Dongfang Bai changed his previous lazy color, exhaled deeply, and said in a heavy tone.

At the same time, he stepped on a square foot, his left hand stretched out in front of his chest, and his right hand slightly raised upward, in a posture that seemed a little strange.

"To be able to get the guidance of my senior brother, I naturally can't ask for it!" Guan Feiyu nodded and said softly.

Although he has unparalleled self-confidence and lofty goals, he will not be too rude in the face of senior brothers like Dongfang Bai, who are closer to his brother.

The hand was lightly raised, and with a wave, the Red Wind Knife appeared in his hand, and the vitality was surging, exuding a surging aura.

"Eighteen Hammers of Forging Souls!"

A mighty aura suddenly appeared on Dongfang Bai's body, his jet-black hair was windless, and his eyes were deep, as if he was possessed by the god of war.

"Hammer Town Quartet!"

With a soft shout, a huge hammer that looked like substance appeared in his raised right hand.

"Huh~" Under the hammer, the wind roared, and it seemed to be able to burst 100,000 mountains.

"Destruction Slash!" Guan Feiyu's expression was solemn, and in his sight, the hammer carrying the terrifying power gradually enlarged, and when it reached a foot away from him, the Red Wind Knife turned with his arm, cutting through a bright red arc.

"Boom~"

The touch of the hammer and the sword, the dull sound turned into ripples, one after another, crashing against the spatial barrier, and even the picture displayed by the Spirit Void Mirror was distorted because of this.

"Five Elements of Hammer Town!"

Holding a hammer the size of a grinding disc, Dongfang Bai's expression was calm, and without any extra words, he directly raised and smashed it.

"Cold-blooded stab!" His arm was a little sore and numb, but Guan Feiyu had no time to care, looking at the hammer that attacked once, he could only grit his teeth, and the Red Wind Knife stabbed forward with a trace of blood-colored edge.

"Hammer Town Liuhe!"

"Soul Chaser!"

The two fought directly, there was no superfluous action, the shot was a big move, and the aftermath of the battle could easily shock the martial artists of the same level.

"Isn't the relationship between these two people good, how can they shoot like this, the aftermath is shocking, and even the Spirit Void Mirror can't show the complete picture?"

"What an amazing battle, leaving no room for anything, if you are not careful, I am afraid that there will be casualties!"

"This is the flesh going in directly, unlike the knockout round, even if you are killed, it doesn't matter, these two people are really too desperate!"

Outside, all the people who gnawed melons were all pulled away, looking at the distorted picture on the spiritual void mirror, they were all whispering to themselves.

Such a fierce battle, such a wonderful battle, is really rare in the academy, even if there is any deep hatred, there will generally be some leeway, not like the two people in the God of War platform, the move can hurt people's lives.

Even the picture displayed on the Spirit Void Mirror was distorted and trembled, which showed how tragic the battle between the two was.

"Eight Desolations of Hammer Town!"

Dongfang Baihu's mouth was bleeding, but he didn't care, raised his hammer, and smashed it down again.

With this blow, even the God of War Platform began to crumble, and the space was also shattered, and the momentum was so strong that I was afraid that it was the sum of the previous moves, like a heavenly might, unstoppable.

"Fatal ~ Serial Dance!"

Guan Feiyu's face was extremely solemn, he never thought that this guy who was not good-looking, who had always looked lazy, would be so strong.

The power of this hammer no longer belongs to Fan Tao of the Hundred Transition Realm, perhaps, he has faintly reached the Thousand Autumn Realm.

However, although his heart was very solemn, Guan Feiyu was not afraid.

He held the knife in both hands and swung it slowly, and the condensed and sharp blood of the Dao Dao burst out.

Soon, faster.

The speed at which he swung the knife became faster and faster, and in the end, only the remnants of the Dao Dao were left back and forth, and the real blade was gone.

In front of him, many sharp blades converged, gradually forming an arc-shaped blood blade that was seven feet high and more than a foot wide.

"Go!" waved the knife again, and there was also a touch of madness in Guan Feiyu's eyes.

I saw that the huge blood blade attacked impressively, instantly crossing a distance, and collided with the huge hammer in Dongfang Bai's hand.

"Boom~" The two collided, the energy fused, and a moment later, an earth-shattering explosion sounded.

In the space of the God of War Terrace, the sound of crackling is endless, and it is actually the space that cracks and recovers, and then cracks again, and so on endlessly.

The corresponding spiritual mirror is sometimes blurred, sometimes distorted, and it is impossible to see the situation clearly.

"What a terrifying power, these two ...... Won't it be the same end?" Outside, the people who gnawed melons were stunned and frightened.

Only these two people can fight to such a point, even the hand-to-hand battle between Guan Feiyu and Zhang Haoran before is far less amazing than now.

This battle touched everyone's hearts, and they stared closely at the spiritual mirror that could not see the picture clearly, and they were speechless for a long time.

Even some of the students who had just finished the battle and came out of the God of War platform were also deeply shocked when they saw this scene.

"It seems...... It's going to be restored!" a young man muttered softly for a long time.

I saw that after a long period of turmoil, the Spirit Void Mirror seemed to have gradually recovered, and it was barely able to see some of the situation inside.

"I don't know, who will win and who will lose the two of them, or who will live and who will die!"

After another moment, two figures appeared in everyone's sight.

Although the picture displayed by the Spirit Void Mirror was still a little shocking, it was still possible to tell who was who by virtue of his clothes.

"Brother~" Xue'er was too nervous before, and kept covering her red lips, not daring to make a sound.

At this time, when he saw Guan Feiyu kneeling on one knee, his pale and bloodless face, and his bloodstained ragged clothes, he finally couldn't hold back anymore and let out an exclamation.

A touch of wetness had quietly appeared in her somewhat red eyes.

Anya didn't speak, just watched quietly, but her slightly squirming red lips, her gently clenched pink fist, and her slightly trembling delicate body were telling her emotional turmoil at this time.

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