Virtual Ring.

After many days, Yuwentuo stood here again.

Aside from fighting the battle maniac of the Demon Tower, he rarely matched.

Although if the match defeats the opponent, there is a chance to obtain the opponent's bloodline, exercises, and natural abilities.

But at the same time, these will be brushed off by the other party, and the pros and cons are the same.

Yuwen Tuo is not a battle maniac like the Demon Venerable, so he is not obsessed with matching.

But now there is no way, the atmosphere has been carried out here, and he has to go up.

"Do you match the opponents of the heavens?"

The voice of the chat group rang out.

"Hmm." Yuwen Tuo nodded, and slowly put on the golden mask, with a solemn look.

"Start matching, matching!"

"Matched!"

"Match the opponent, the first god general of the Six Realms, the goalkeeper of the South Heaven Gate, Feipeng."

"Flying??"

When Yuwen Tuo heard this name, he immediately felt familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere.

"Flyout!"

In the audience, the whole person of the Demon Respect Building stood up abruptly as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, and said in disbelief:

"Flyout!"

"Fei Peng, it seems to be the confidant of Brother Chonglou." Ye Fan said.

"Definitely. In the heavens and on the ground, only Fei Peng can compete with the Demon Venerable. Xu Que said.

"Things seem to be getting more and more interesting." Xuanzang smiled.

I didn't expect Yuwen Tuo to match the first god of the Six Realms, Feipeng?

"I smell the smell of bonds." Ace said.

"The relationship between Chonglou and the Demon Venerable, just like Madara and Zhuma, is that they are both fateful opponents, and fate binds them together."

"But the only difference is that Chonglou and Feipeng are really just for fighting.

And between Madara and the pillars are also mixed with the interests of the village. The Old Demon King said.

"Demon King, you can see it very thoroughly." Morgana said.

"Hehe, I'm older, and I naturally have a lot of experience." The old demon king laughed.

"Hmph, Demon King." Madara Uchiha glanced at it lightly and didn't say anything more.

If it weren't for the interests of the family and the village, he and Tsuruma would definitely become good friends.

It's a pity that fate makes people. They are destined to fight each other.

In the virtual ring, at the end of the reincarnation passage, a tall and heroic figure slowly walked out.

The target is a silver robe and silver armor, with a face like frost, and the first god of the heavenly realm who is holding a demon slashing sword, Feipeng.

Fluffy is expressionless, looks like a robot, and has no emotions.

But the cold aura and invincible loneliness emanating from top to bottom made Yuwen Tuo feel a burst of blood.

"His appearance is so familiar."

Yuwen Tuo looked at Fei Peng's handsome face that was nine or eight similar to himself, as if looking in a mirror.

At this moment, he finally understood why the Demon Respect Lou saw him shouting and shouting Feipeng.

It turns out that there are really such similar people in the world!

"Feipeng, come and fight me!"

Seeing the old opponent, the Demon Venerable in the audience couldn't help it, the whole person was crazy, his eyes were red, and he couldn't wait to go to the ring immediately.

It's a pity that except for the group members, the matching Heavenly Players can't see or hear the sound of the audience.

No matter how the Demon Respect Building shouted, Fei Peng couldn't feel the existence of the Demon Respect Building.

"Stop shouting, Chonglou. The Flying Tent is inaudible, and this is also a Flying Tent in countless parallel universes, not your World Flying Tent. Yan Shuang said.

"I don't care, this is my flying canopy, ah. Do you know how I got through this thousand years? Mo Zhenglou said loudly.

"...... "Yan Shuanghuh?"

"It seems that Brother Chonglou and General Feipeng are true love." Ye Fan sighed?

"True love, Ye Hei, this word is somewhat inappropriate." Xu Que said.

"Group leader, what's the solution, I'm going to fight with Fei Peng." Mo respects the building and says?

"There's no way, we have to wait until this battle is over." Yan Shuang said.

"Brother Chonglou, don't worry, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. Since Brother Yuwen can match Feipeng, maybe you can too, this is actually a matter of probability, so the problem is not very big. Ye Fan comforted.

Hearing this, Mo Zhenglou's mood eased a lot.

But his eyes were still fixed on Fei Peng in the ring.

The female group members also looked at Chonglou, but they didn't expect the friendship between men to be so sincere!

In the ring, Fei Peng and Yuwen Tuo looked at each other.

Fei Peng doesn't talk nonsense, and he will cut Yuwen Tuo directly by drawing his sword.

Yuwen Tuo said in advance:

"Wait."

Fei Peng just raised his head and glanced lightly, and said:

"Are there any last words?"

"......" Yuwen Tuo was speechless, this is usually what he said to the enemy.

"No, I just think the two of us might have some fate."

Yuwen Tuo said, and slowly took off the golden mask on his face.

When he saw Yuwen Tuo's true face, Fei Peng was also slightly frozen, with the illusion of looking in the mirror.

There are such similar people in the world.

"General Feipeng, you are dressed in silver armor, and I am wearing gold armor. You have the artifact Demon Slashing Sword, and I have the artifact Xuanyuan Sword, are we destined? Yuwentuo said.

"So what, even then, do you think I'm going to stop cutting you? When you come here, you must understand why? Fei Peng said.

Although he didn't know that the chat group existed, he wasn't a fool either.

The role of this ring is to duel and divide the winner and loser, and the winner can get some useful materials on the loser.

Of course, Fei Peng doesn't care about this, he just wants an opponent and a fight.

"Okay, in Xia Yu Wentuo, please advise." Yuwen Tuo said.

Immediately, he switched to the invincible and domineering Yuwen Taishi in the world, holding the Xuanyuan Sword, and the golden sword qi flickered.

Seeing this, Fei Peng's demon slaying sword in his hand trembled, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and things became interesting.

"Kill!"

A golden light, a silver light staggered in the void, like a meteor piercing time and space, above the universe, the sword qi is vertical and horizontal, moving stars and changing buckets,

The Xuanyuan Sword and the Demon Slashing Sword collided, and the golden and silver sword qi canceled each other out and competed with each other.

The battle between Yuwen Tuo and Fei Peng is very direct, pure swordsmanship and combat skills.

There are no other bells and whistles, and every sword and every attack is wonderful to the peak, which can be described as an artistic battle feast.

In the audience, Chonglou gritted his teeth, his entire tooth root was broken, and he couldn't wait to fight Feipeng with himself.

The crowd looked at it and laughed without saying a word.

After three hundred rounds, Fei Peng and Yuwen Tuo widened the distance, and the two were deliberately slightly hurried, obviously consuming a lot of physical strength.

"General Feipeng, I don't think it's as good as a draw. If it continues, it will be impossible to see blood. Yuwentuo said.

"Hahaha, do you think I'm afraid of blood?" Fei Peng laughed and asked rhetorically.

"Of course I'm not afraid, martial arts exchanges, point to point." Yuwen Tuo said.

"Well, it's been a long time since I've had this hearty. Maybe it's what you said about fate, a draw. Hopefully we'll be able to fight again. Fei Peng said freely.

With a word, Fei Peng disappeared into the ring.

(End of chapter)