A white dragon spirit wrapped around the man's feet, striding through the air.

Lin Muruo whistled again, and the giant eagle in the air, which was twice as large as before, looked a little more docile, and hovered and fell from a high altitude. "Go ahead! Sit on it, and you can catch up with the man. ”

The five people on the opposite side kept staring, and Mao Shanshan and the others wanted to take a look, but they had no choice but to sit down. can only hand over this competition to Yuan Yi and wait for his good news.

Yuan Yi stood on the back of the eagle, and on the huge back of the eagle, he looked extremely small. Arc through the clouds, wings flapping against the white clouds. For the first time, I experienced the feeling of flying in the sky.

"The clouds are at your feet, it's spectacular!" Yuan Yi glanced towards it, and could only see the clouds and mist, and he could vaguely see people coming and going underground.

"The higher you stand, the more you will find yourself small. The sky is so big, how much do you have to account for it? Yuan Yi said this, thinking of a person, with his brother who came out of the village---- Han Haotian.

What are you doing now? I guess I'm already in the academy, learning subtle exercises and spells. I shouldn't be living a life of eating and sleeping like myself, and I don't even know where the future should be.

Following the man, Yuan Yi came to a hill in the distance, where there would be no restrictions when it came out of Westwind Town.

What does this person in front of him want to do?

"I've been waiting for you for a long time." The man stood not far away, looked at Yuan Yi, who had arrived late, and said.

"I'd like to see how good you are." The two stood opposite each other, and the wind blew through the middle, making a sound that tore through the space, which also heralded the start of the battle.

"Then I'll strike first. Thunder - Thunderbolt. The black thunder blasted towards the man in an instant, leaving deep scratches where the black thunder passed. The violent impact hit the man directly in front of him.

The man shook his body and quickly dodged, and the black thunder slashed down directly, leaving a charred carbon mark on the ground.

"What? Is this a warm-up? The man seemed to be unconvinced by this Yuan Yi, and had been testing Yuan Yi's strength.

"Dragon Technique—White Dragon Roaring Heaven." With a dragon's roar, a white dragon rushed out of the man's palms. Open the dragon's mouth and swirl towards the Yuan Wing.

Yuan Yi summoned the gentian bright silver spear, an earthly emperor-level technique—a spear dragon, the tip of the spear was like a dragon's head, and the menacing attack was successfully broken in the future.

"It's a good gentian bright silver spear, but in front of me, that dragon of yours is simply an axe." As the man spoke, he was already holding a long halberd in his hand, and a white dragon was circling from the head of the halberd to the tail of the halberd, which was lifelike. The tip of the mirror-like halberd is air-conditioned. Under the scorching sun, it looks particularly bright.

"What is this?" Yuan Yi looked at the halberd in front of him, his powerful aura, and couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

"Introduction, the White Dragon Broken Halberd, which ranks seventh in the halberd spectrum. If you beg for mercy now, it's still too late. The man was still on a high day, and he didn't seem to think that the person in front of him could win over him.

Yuan Yi did not respond, but stabbed with a gun. The man retaliated with a halberd and did not fall behind.

After the two fought for ten rounds, the man suddenly jumped back, "Dragon Technique—White Dragon Strike." The man waved the white dragon to break the halberd, and a phantom of a white dragon appeared on the halberd, and the man immediately aimed the head of the halberd at Yuan Yi, and the white dragon roared and attacked Yuan Yi's chest.

This move really caught Yuan Yi off guard, and he hurriedly poked the ground on the right side with his gun, and with the help of his strength, he dodged to the left side, barely dodging this blow. A big pit was blown out by the white dragon on the ground, and Yuan Yi's right arm was also bruised, and he felt a faint pain.

Yuan Yi held the gun in his right hand, and began to condense the power of black thunder in his left hand.

"Your black thunder is the most domineering thunder power I've ever seen, but it's a pity that you haven't practiced enough heat. If you hadn't flashed fast just now, you would have fallen to the ground. The man said defiantly.

"Who the hell are you, and why do you want to beat me so much?"

"I'll tell you if I win."

Yuan Yi was also completely enraged, "Although you are strong, don't treat others as waste. Yuan Yi used the power of thunder to try to hinder the man's dodge, and with his right hand, he shot straight at the man's abdomen.

The man did not dodge, but resisted the black thunder with his arm, and the halberd in his hand slashed horizontally, fortunately, Yuan Yi resisted it with the body of the spear, otherwise the tip of the halberd would directly hit him.

After Yuan Yi jumped away, he couldn't understand why the person in front of him resisted his black thunder and was unharmed. If you look closely, the man's sleeves have been struck into powder by black lightning, but there is an extra white light on his arm. That's right, it's a bracer, and this bracer should also be extraordinary, resisting a blow without the slightest trace of wear.

The man said that it was too late, and then it was too fast, he got up and slapped it, Yuan Yi held it with one hand, and the man reflexively struck with an elbow, hitting Yuan Yi in the side of his face. Yuan Yi was beaten back two steps and pointed at the man's back, "Good chance, thunder - lightning strike." Yuan Yi held the black thunder in his hand and struck at the man's back.

"Dragon Technique—Divine Dragon Tail Swing." A thick dragon tail emerged, like a flash of light, and struck towards the Yuan Wing. The black thunder in Yuan Yi's hand collided with the dragon's tail, and with an explosion, it was bounced away several meters.

Yuan Yi propped himself up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He was furious, his eyes were bloodshot for the first time, and he was about to start using all his strength.

"That's right, take out all your strength, or you'll really be killed by me." The man's eyes became serious, and he knew that he might be angry with a half-asleep lion.

In the restaurant here, Mao Shanshan kept looking out of the window worriedly. Xia Yang couldn't sit still, why did he go for so long, would something happen. When he got up to go and look at the movement over there, one of the five people on the opposite side came over with a wine jug.

"Don't worry, our young master is just looking for him to talk, and he won't hurt him, don't worry."

"May I ask Your Excellency... He Bangming raised his hand and saluted.

The man walked over, picked up the wine glass on the table, poured a glass for He Bangming, and filled Xia Yang and Liu Pan's cups with wine by the way.

"We are from the Eastern Scale Dragon Clan, and the one just now is our young master, Long Ao. Our clan leader received an urgent report from Xiao Shengnan, so he sent us over to investigate. We reckoned that you would have to pass through Zephyr to return to the Nadine Empire, so we came to meet you. Seeing that the Northern Turtle Clan had no intention of performing a secret on the street, we were sure it was you, and it should be right. I don't want our young master to have itchy hands for a while, so I can't help it, and I want to explore your strength. The young master is a measured person and will not hurt him, don't worry. The man took the flask and took a big sip.

"It's not certain who wins or loses, uncle." After listening to this, Mao Shanshan also sat down with peace of mind and looked at Mo Zixuan, who was still gobbling up in front of him.