The four stood still.

In the field, Wang Jiayang and Wan Li stood opposite each other.

Elder Lin and Xing Jia stood aside.

It's like two people cheering on.

"How do you compete?"

The guest followed the host, and Wan Li asked first.

"You decide."

Wang Jiayang smiled confidently and kicked the ball back to Wan Li.

To deal with a Wuhou realm, if you still have to follow the rules he said, to outsiders, it is really a bit of a bully.

"There is no injustice and no hatred, just being superior to one, it is better for each person to take turns to make three moves, and those who can't stop it will lose."

Wanli spat lightly.

It takes a bit of effort, but you don't have to make a big deal about it.

"That's a good idea, you please."

Wang Jiayang glanced at Wan Li deeply, then said casually and made a gesture of please.

"Be careful."

It's rare to have such a peaceful fight, this first blow, Wan Li thought about it, let's go all out.

Otherwise, I'm sorry Xing Jia has been wiping his saliva these days.

"Heh, this son is interesting, with the martial marquis realm, I still want to..."

Listening to the conversation between the two, Elder Lin on the side was happy, and he was stunned for a moment when he said half of Wan Li's words.

I saw that from Wan Li's body, a fierce sword intent suddenly erupted.

Soaring into the sky, looking at the momentum, it seems to be about to penetrate this endless roof.

Of course, this is naturally impenetrable.

But that sword intent enveloped the entire martial arts arena.

"Consummate Sword Intent!"

Wang Jiayang, who was in it, spit out a sentence heavily, and his originally calm expression suddenly became solemn.

This person looks ordinary, except for his outstanding appearance.

I didn't expect it to be so brutal when I started to do it.

Even as the young sect master of the Mercy Cloud Sect, he still hasn't even touched the threshold of sword intent.

It's just a perfect sword momentum.

There is a difference of one level.

Immediately after, the Qingning Sword was held in his hand, and the momentum of the real weapon merged with the sword intent.

"Real thing."

At this moment, not only Wang Jiayang was shocked, but even Elder Lin's expression began to move.

He also had one in his hand, but it took him a lot of effort to get it.

A mere martial marquis realm has such a ability.

At this time, they no longer treat Wan Li as an ordinary martial arts realm.

"A member of the Hidden Family?"

Wang Jiayang also unconsciously appeared in his hand, a long sword.

Silver glittering, a treasure.

And he didn't release the comprehended sword momentum, he was really restrained by the sword intent, and he couldn't play it normally.

"It's just an ordinary casual practice."

With a chuckle, Wan Li placed the Qingning Sword on his chest and unleashed a shadow blow.

Seven sword shadows roared by.

Plausible as if it were true.

But Wang Jiayang believed that if he only found one sword shadow to break, he would definitely be attacked by the other six.

The terrifying power bonus of the sword intent plus the real weapon, even if it was the peak of his Martial Monarch Realm, he didn't dare to say that he could completely catch it.

I saw that his steps quickly retreated, and the long sword was also placed on his chest.

In his left hand, he raised a yellow rune paper and instantly attached it to the sword.

Streams of wind surged from the rune paper, surrounding Wang Jiayang's body.

Like a spiral protective air hood.

"Air shield, royal!"

As Wang Jiayang's words fell, seven sword shadows hit at the same time.

Bang bang a few times.

The sound of violent impact resounded throughout the martial arts arena.

A fog of dust also buried Wang Jiayang's figure.

"One move, did you win?"

Xing Jia clenched her little hands tightly, looking at the dust that gradually dissipated with anticipation.

She only hopes that Wang Jiayang can lie on the ground, but he can still move...

"That blow just now is indeed strong, and the peak of the Ordinary Martial Monarch Realm is not his opponent at all."

"But if you can't stop a move, this young sect master will be in vain."

Elder Lin said in a deep voice.

Even if Wan Li showed extremely strong combat power, it was far from the combat power that Wuhou Realm could use.

But Elder Lin still believed that Wang Jiayang could win it.

After all, the realms are far apart.

Wan Li put away the Qingning Sword, turned his back behind him, and looked at the dust calmly.

Naturally, he didn't think that this young sect master could be defeated by this shadow world.

Besides, even the talisman seal is used, I'm afraid it's not so easy to lose.

If he is promoted to the Martial Monarch Realm, it is possible.

As if to speed up the dissipation of the dust.

I don't know where a burst of hair blew in the arena, and the speed was accelerated.

A shadow gradually deepened until Wang Jiayang's figure was revealed.

The long sword in his hand was stuck on the ground, and the whole person was in a half-squatting position.

Seeing this, Xing Jia sighed secretly.

I was a little disappointed in my heart.

However, seeing that Wan Li was able to perform such moves, he didn't play tricks on her, at least he was working hard.

I saw that Wang Jiayang was taking a deep breath, and his expression became very serious.

"No wonder Miss Xing chose you to come, with this sword alone."

"The Wuhou realm is invincible, and under the realm of the martial king, few people can stop it."

As the voice sounded, Wang Jiayang also slowly got up.

Patting his robe.

Under the blow, the breath in the body was a little chaotic, and it happened to be covered by dust, so he took advantage of the situation to adjust.

"But you still blocked it, which means that you are not bad."

Wan Li took the words.

Obviously, it's just to make people praise him.

"Next, replace me."

Pulling the topic away, Wang Jiayang slowly walked a few steps in the direction of Wanli.

The long sword in his hand danced, and a monstrous power gradually rose from his body.

Angry?

Wan Li couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

The lion fights the rabbit and also gives it all out.

Regarding Wan Li's sneer, Wang Jiayang definitely didn't know that at this moment, he was slowly walking towards Wan Li step by step.

And with each step, the momentum on his body climbs a step.

When he was still about two feet away from Wanli, he stopped.

Raise his sword with both hands.

Suddenly, behind him, a long sword identical to the one in his hand appeared, very huge and glowing.

That posture is like a sword to slash the heavens, and to completely split the martial arts arena.

"This is just one person taking turns to make a move, so that you can use it."

Wan Li's face was indifferent, and there was a chuckle on the corner of his mouth.

The first defensive move is to borrow a talisman.

The second move is to use the gathering momentum to strengthen the power.

Quite badly, it's pretty bad.

However, they didn't seem surprised, even Xing Jia.

"Overlord Holy Slash, take it!"

The words fell, and the sword slashed towards Wan Li's head.

The long sword with a glimmer of light, as if it was about to cut the heavens and the earth, was beyond Xing Jia's imagination.

"I made a mistake, I didn't expect these people to play like this."

Only at that moment, Wan Li regretted it, and regretted that the first move should be to stand directly in front of him and give him a punch.

Seeing this sword falling, Wan Li also did not dodge or dodge.

Directly lifted the giant spirit shield out, hiding all his body under the giant spirit shield, and the spiritual power urged.

Boom!

A sword slashed at the giant spirit shield, and it still erupted with a violent sound.

But the scene was a little better than it was just now.

I saw that Wan Li held the giant spirit shield and sank to the ground a little deeper, without raising dust.

At the end of the blow, only a few sparks were generated on the shield.