When the dust and mist dissipated, everyone saw Long Er and Xia Luo facing each other on the stage, although they were both standing, but the expressions on their faces were different.

Xia Lu's face was relaxed and casual, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if nothing had happened, he had always been so breezy and calm.

And Long Er was different, I saw that there was unprecedented horror on his face, and a pair of eyes were staring at Xia Luo, revealing disbelief in his panic.

After a moment, he stretched out a trembling hand and quickly touched his neck, and then swallowed his saliva, the tense expression on his face slightly relaxed.

In the eyes of others, Long Er just stood there motionless.

But Xia Luo could see it clearly, and the dragon had already begun to tremble.

But this is not to blame him, just at that moment, Xia Luo just moved his fingers, and easily defused his extremely powerful punch, and also used his other hand to slash the opponent's neck.

This made Long Er clearly understand two things.

The first thing is that his father is not a waste, he is definitely an extremely powerful martial arts master, and he is still practicing swords.

The second thing is that if the other party wants to kill him, he is afraid that he will have died several times.

And this is still based on the fact that the other party does not have a sword, if the other party is allowed to hold the sword......

I'm afraid that if he really wants to fight, he won't even have a chance to react, so he will finish the calf directly!

Powerful, so powerful!

He didn't understand that he had practiced martial arts all his life, and he thought that he had stood at the peak of the grandmaster, whether it was a famous person in the rivers and lakes, or the head of the big sect, he could easily defeat it within three moves.

But why, why is this father, who he doesn't have much contact with on weekdays, so desperate?

Even if he is invincible, it shouldn't be like this, like the gap between heaven and earth, right?

Slowly, his heart began to beat faster and faster, his breathing began to become rapid, and even the major arteries in his body began to twitch.

This is clearly the beginning of adjusting the internal force of the whole body, and I want to continue to challenge Xia Luo!

After seeing this scene, Xia Luo tilted his head, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth became larger.

This guy is not only a warrior, but also a brave man.

I remember a very famous person in my previous life who said a sentence.

In the face of a powerful opponent, knowing that you are invincible, you must resolutely show your sword, even if you fall, you must become a mountain and a ridge!

He forgot what the name of this spirit was, but he understood a truth, that is, people with this spirit are definitely not ordinary!

Sure enough, Long Er was in front of everyone like this, and he didn't know what method to use, and he forcibly raised his aura to a higher level.

Now, if you judge it by the strength of the breath alone, it is already infinitely close to the True Martial Realm.

Without taking any medicine, nor running any strange internal strength, he was able to do this step purely by adjusting his internal strength, which can be regarded as subverting the cognition of Xia Luo, the first person in martial arts.

He couldn't help but open the eye of heaven and looked towards this dragon.

But it doesn't matter if you don't look at it, his whole heart is tense at a glance.

Unexpectedly, just now, a trace of demonic power appeared in this dragon's body!

Although this demonic power disappeared in a flash, it happened to be clearly seen by Xia Luoqing!

Demonic power is a thing that usually only appears on the demon's body, because only the demon will cultivate the demon way!

But according to Xia Luo's knowledge, there are two other possibilities that demonic power will appear on people's bodies.

One is that this person is controlled by a demon, and some special demon clans can leave their own demon power on a person's body, and then control this person.

One is that this person has cultivated the demon path, so the demon power is his strength, and there is naturally demon power in his body.

But in Xia Luo's view, it is absolutely impossible for Long'er to be the above two possibilities.

The human being controlled by the demon clan can see it at a glance with his heavenly eyes, unless it is the power of the demon clan that is particularly powerful.

It is impossible for a power of that level to control a mortal, so it is almost impossible.

Cultivating the Demon Dao is even more nonsense.

This is the mortal world, not to mention the more difficult demon path to cultivate, all the cultivation methods that are related to the aura are impossible to achieve here!

So why is that?

Before he could figure out what the other party's situation was, he saw that a pair of fierce eyes had reached a close place.

At the same time, there was tremendous pressure around him, and it was obvious that Long'er had made a move on him.

Since he had suppressed his own strength to the Grandmaster, he had not yet used the cultivation of the Divine Soul Dao, so he only had time to stretch out his arms and block this attack forcefully.

In the next second, he flew out upside down, and flew three or four meters before adjusting his body in the sky and landing on the ground.

Looking at the dragon who was in a riot and seemed to have no reason, his breathing actually began to become short.

To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that his flesh and blood body was so powerful that it was so terrifying that this punch on him was almost like tickling, otherwise he would really be killed by a punch!

Only the realm of a grandmaster has such power!

Awesome, it's amazing!

It seems that he will have to put aside the mentality of playing and fight well.

Thinking so, he slowly stretched out his hand into the air.

Then, a bright long sword swooped down from the sky, and it actually came directly into Xia Luo's hand.

The sharp edge above the blade of the sword made everyone who saw it cover their eyes.

It's so dazzling, like the most bursting sun in the sky, people can't easily look at it directly.

But some people still endured the glare and looked at the stage.

Feeling the strong pressure revealed on that sword, he couldn't help but be shocked.

"Could it be that our emperor is really the Son of Heaven, and he can actually use this kind of legendary sword art that only immortals can know!"

Today's performance of this emperor is really too awesome, and it completely subverts the cognition of the waste wood emperor in their minds.

Especially with this move now, the other party can summon an alien sword to fly into his hand just by stretching out his hand, isn't this immortal art?

Before they could recover from their shock, Long Er attacked Xia Luo again.

One of his fists went straight to Xia Luo's neck, and the other hand reached out to Xia Luo's lower plate, which was explained in the words of Lan Xing in his previous life.

Xia Luo instantly unleashed his sword, and after blocking these two attacks, he stabbed at the opponent's shoulder with a gorgeous turn.

But in the next second, he felt a force coming from the blade, and he took a closer look.

This dragon actually grabbed the blade of the sword with a flesh-and-blood hand, and the blood kept seeping out of his hand, and was then absorbed by his bloodthirsty demon sword.

With a slight shake of the blade, Long Er couldn't help but let go of the sword, and the whole person kept falling backwards, almost sitting on the ground.

He looked at the strange scars on his palms, and then looked at Xia Luo with a little more jealousy in his eyes.

Xia Luo ignored him, but looked at the magic sword in his hand.

"You don't even hate the blood of a Yuan Infant Monk, and you would actually suck the blood of a mortal, it seems that this mortal is really unusual."

This sword is the same long sword he has kept for thousands of years.

After all these years, he had developed something similar to telepathy with the sword, and sometimes it seemed as if he could feel the slightest thought of the sword, as if the sword had come to life.

I don't know when he didn't want to use any other sword at any time or under any circumstances.

Holding his sword across his chest, his gaze became extremely cold, staring at the dragon like a grim reaper who only knows how to harvest life, and muttered to himself.

"Let him feel the gap in his martial arts comprehension."

After speaking, Xia Luo took the initiative to attack, and his figure was so fast that he couldn't even see the phantom, and those grandmasters in the audience even just heard a sword roar, and saw that Xia Luo had already put the sword on Long'er's neck.

Long Er was not to be outdone, and after flicking the sword away with a roar, he punched Xia Luo with a punch, and even made a sonic boom.

The sonic boom of the fist and the piercing sound of the sword were intertwined, and together they played the world's most martial arts symphony, echoing in the hearts of every warrior in the audience.

This is a battle that truly belongs to two warriors.