A wedding ceremony was due to a series of riots, and the inner joy of Murong Jiu and the ancient city elves, King Xuanyuan, was discovered. Xuanqing is the champion of martial arts in the world, so he naturally belongs to the Xuanyuan royal family, and because of the relationship between Murong Jiu and Sima Yan, King Xuanyuan has a seventy percent chance of attracting Murong Jiu.

However, just as King Xuanyuan was about to step forward to stop the battle from continuing, the ruthless and night wandering gods on the high platform suddenly flashed with raging war, and two pairs of eyes with different temperaments stared at the eastern angel at the same time, their fighting spirit was high. Due to the gap in strength, they were forced to terminate the battle, for the old friends, they didn't want to see Murong Jiu defeated and retreated, and the spirit of fighting for victory with the wind and rain and advancing and retreating together arose among the old friends.

However, just when King Xuanyuan, Night Wandering God, and Ruthless made their own moves, the beautiful voice that suddenly sounded in the square clearly reached everyone's ears:

"Brother Jiu, there is no need to retreat, I will help you. ”

The red clouds fluttered, and a girl in a bright red dress and red embroidered shoes jumped to Murong Jiu's side, her cheeks were as delicate as jade, her black hair was fluttering, and her figure was graceful and exquisite, and her beautiful posture and smart temperament were no worse than the oriental angel opposite.

Murong Jiu looked at the flame-like girl beside him, and suddenly became full of pride, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Okay, let's fight to the end." ”

Jiuhong, who was even more powerful than Murong Jiu, appeared on the high platform, and the situation had slowly exceeded the control of the Eight Heavenly Kings, and the cultivators in the square were excited.

Jiuhong holds a stalactite sword and constantly collides with the angels of the East. The purest force collided, the hidden sword and sword struck each other, and its powerful destructive power caused pieces of spiderweb-like cracks to appear in the space.

The Oriental Angel in white and the fairy of Jiuhua Mountain in red are like fire, two beautiful women with good looks, although they are so powerful that they are terrifying, but their flashing and moving postures are beautiful, as if they are mixed with some dance elements in the battle, which makes people never get tired of looking at them.

Compared with the battle between the two girls, the duel between Murong and Xuanqing was much more ruthless. Stick-to-stick smashing. The collision of fists and feet with fists and feet overflowed with battle spirit. Two traversers from the same world started a life-and-death struggle between grudges, and their moves were ruthless. Leave no stone unturned.

Murong Jiu, whose martial arts skills were not as good as Xuanqing, felt more and more powerless to fight...... Suddenly, he was distracted. An idea communicated a dagger in the dantian world.

A whistling sound echoed through the high platform. The one-foot-long blade of Lei Feng, carrying the tail flame of thunder and lightning, suddenly shot out from Murong Jiu's body. After circling around his body, it was like a supernatural swimming dragon, bombarding Xuanqing's heart.

Thunder and lightning and blades were condensed together, and the bombardment of this blade of Lei Feng was shocking, and a thunderbolt roared in the wind, and Xuan Qing's entire body was slashed out by Lei Feng's blade. His clothes were scorched, wisps of green smoke wafted out of his flesh, and even more, his limbs were paralyzed by lightning, and the black wooden stick in his hand was almost out of his grasp, and a thread of blood slowly flowed down his chest—under the blade of Lei Feng, he was defeated again.

At the same time, the other side of the battle between Jiuhong and the Oriental Angel, the Oriental Angel was born after all, and his strength was higher than that of the Jiuhong, in the most direct battle of arms, Jiuhong relied on the stalactite sword and was still defeated.

She spat blood from her mouth, and the fiery red figure that fell backwards was as red as a touch of color in the afterglow of the setting sun, but it was full of poignancy.

"Nine Red ......"

With the combination of body technique and blood wings, Murong Jiu's figure reached its limit, and he spanned a distance of fifty zhang in an instant, and a series of clear afterimages spread out behind him.

"Brother Jiu, I'm fine, she is indeed very powerful, you have to be careful. ”

The girl in red in her arms trembled, and the blood in her mouth kept pouring out.

Murong Jiu's heart trembled, resentment rose in his chest, and a monstrous killing intent surged in the spiritual world. He suddenly spun his body in his arms, and in the blink of an eye, he put away the powerful black wooden stick, and then an emerald green flute popped out of his palm.

His eyes were blood-red, bursting with infinite death and killing power, and he stared at the Eastern Angel twenty feet away, and the blade of Lei Feng swirled above his head, pointing the same sword at the Eastern Angel, swallowing a terrifying thunderbolt laser.

Jiuhong was traumatized, which made Murong Jiu almost want to go crazy. The fierce battle like a storm stopped for the time being, but everyone had no doubt that the most violent thunderstorm would follow, after all, Murong Jiu, who had already moved the real fire, anyone could feel the undisguised menacing murderous intent.

The whole square can be smelled of falling leaves, and on the high platform, it seems that it has suddenly entered the harsh winter, full of awe-inspiring and murderous atmosphere.

"Plum Retreat ......"

Xuan Qing's face in the distance changed drastically, and from Murong Jiu's body, he felt a destructive aura, which was strong enough to destroy ten pairs of winged Eastern Angels.

Xuan Qing's talent is extremely high, and his own spiritual sense is also acute, and he has no doubt about his feelings, so his heart is shrouded in a trace of trembling, and he hurriedly shouts to the Eastern Angel to force back the edge.

But it was too late...... Murong Jiu's bloody eyes were furious, and a mad will of gods and demons suddenly covered the Eastern Angel, and with the assistance of the mysterious unity of heaven and man, he brought the Seven Xuan flute to his mouth...... The dantian was angry and exhaled suddenly.

Airplanes...... The sound wave miracle is too high, and after the increase of the demonic Seven Xuan Flutes, it is vigorously displayed.

A whistling storm swept towards the Eastern Angel, and at a distance of twenty zhang between them, the space completely collapsed, shattering piece by piece. The air was restless and frenzied, and the wind and thunder were rolling.

The Angel of the East was filled with the powerful magic sound, her ears spurted blood, her eyes lost their luster for a moment, and her spiritual world was in chaos, as if it had been ravaged by a tornado.

The soul is turbulent, the mind is restless!

The Taishang Divine Roar, which is originally aimed at attacking the spiritual soul, is more penetrating and destructive than the roar of the lion in the Buddha Realm, and with the assistance of the Demon Flute, its attack has reached the realm of destruction, so it can shake the soul of the Eastern Angel in one fell swoop.

But. After all, the Eastern Angel was lucky, and her own strength was even more extraordinary, while Murong Jiu injured her, she also suddenly felt a huge wave of sonic shock power, his mind was suddenly dizzy, and his body was shocked back more than ten zhang away. , spitting blood from the mouth.

Due to the shroud of the unity of heaven and man, outsiders did not personally feel the thunderstorm-like roar. However, from the collapsed twenty zhang space, everyone could guess the ferocity of the bombardment force. No one is shocked.

"Plum ......"

Xuan Qing's heart was pounding. His face was pale, he couldn't feel the destruction of the Eastern Angel, he could feel that the soul connection between the two of them was no longer strong, and it was almost broken—he understood. Murong Jiu's howl of destruction hurt her soul!

Call...... The force of the self-shock stopped the body. Murong Jiu flapped his blood wings. A hurricane blew towards the Angel of the East, grabbed her arm, and threw her into her inner world.

Suddenly turned around. Murong Jiu exhaled into a roar, and showed this domineering sonic miracle skill at Xuan Qing again!

Boom, boom, boom...... In the spiritual world, there was a sudden roar of thunder, and Xuan Qing, whose eyes were about to split, suddenly bled from his seven orifices; in his spiritual world, his will collapsed, and his thinking and consciousness were completely deranged!

The blood-colored anger rolled upside down, Murong Jiu flapped his god and demon wings wildly, and pounced on Xuan Qing in the blink of an eye, he decisively raised his feet and kicked Xuan Qing into the high platform fiercely, leaving only a head on the outside.

From Murong Jiu's madness driven by true fire to the time when Xuanqing was kicked into the high platform, only a few breaths of time have passed. The extremely fast body made Murong Jiu's body like a ghost, and a series of afterimages of him appeared on the high platform.

The frenzied attack, the battle changed rapidly, and in this short period of time, the powerful Eastern Angel was taken captive, and Xuanqing, the champion of the world's martial arts, was kicked alive into the high platform.

The hurricane roared on the high platform, the head of Xuanqing bleeding from seven holes, his face was pale, his face was hideous and miserable, and his whole body was deeply sunk in the granite stone - a generation of peak youth, completely defeated.

And in front of his cheeks, Murong Jiuhuan stood proudly holding Jiuhong's waist, an extremely condensed battle aura surging outside their bodies, a pair of huge blood wings stretched, and the gorgeous blood feathers scattered with a demonic red light.

There was silence in the square where hundreds of thousands of cultivators gathered, and Murong Jiu, who was fierce to the point of madness, was like a god and a demon, and in his skinny body, there must be a monstrous will to fight, as well as an infinitely wild fighting mood.

Murong Jiu won, the old friends on the high platform were sincerely happy, but except for ruthlessness, this indifferent and ruthless ruthless killer, he stared at Murong Jiu, his eyes were burning, he cultivated the "Ruthless Killing Technique", and in his life there was only ruthless, unforgiving, and ruthless killing. If he can help Murong Jiu today, maybe tomorrow, he may also be able to slaughter him with a sword.

A lonely young man, he is freewheeling, and his actions are never reasonable. But no matter how conceited and withdrawn he was, as a cultivator, what he pursued was also the path of Heaven and Earth.

Xuanqing was defeated, and the faces of the seven little heavenly kings on the high platform were like earth, and after Xuanqing won the martial champion, these young powerhouses with infinite scenery became familiar with each other. Spirited, they are full of courage and sincerity, and they want to show their strength in this world of cultivation and create an immortal cause. However, today's martial champions ended in a fiasco, and their invincible youth's ambition was as if they had been trampled on by Murong Jiu's gods and demons.

Sima Yan looked at Xuanqing's head exposed outside the high platform, her expression was indifferent. Xuan Qing deceived her for decades under the pretense of Murong Jiu's appearance, and this resentment and affection had been cut off when she resolutely tore off her wedding robe.

"Murong Jiu, you are such a cruel method!"

The Eight Heavenly Kings on the high platform finally bounced up, and the will of the Eight Dao God Kings enveloped Murong Jiu and Jiuhong violently, and the pressure like a mountain firmly pressed on the two of them, making them difficult to move, unable to resist and escape.

When two tigers fight, one will lose.

The Eight Heavenly Kings could foresee the fierceness of the battle, but it was difficult to imagine that the loser would be Xuanqing. After all, Xuan Qing is a martial champion who has been fighting step by step since the main match of the Martial King, and the strength of his martial arts skills makes the Eight Heavenly Kings also admire;

Moreover, Xuanqing has ancient city elves, such a pair of almost heart-to-soul combinations, and their combat power can be comparable to the union of several heavenly kings. Undoubted normal thinking, how could Xuan Qing be defeated?

According to normal thinking, Xuan Qing knew all the martial arts in the Divine Martial Academy, and had the powerful Eastern Angel as his combat partner, so in the duel with Murong Jiu and Jiuhong, he did win more and lose less. However, the Eight Heavenly Kings did not know Murong Jiu's life experience and upbringing.

As a new star of the era, Murong Jiu has a great opportunity, and his growth is nothing more than fighting on the edge of death, in the Western world, in the spiritual world, grinding life and death again and again, and transforming life in desperate situations again and again, which has created a powerful divine soul with the wings of gods and demons on his back.

It can be said that Xuan Qing and Murong Jiu are two extremes, Xuan Qing knows all the inheritance martial arts in the Divine Martial Academy, and he has cultivated a superb martial art, and he is the main cultivator in his life, and he implements the cultivation experience and experience of countless martial arts predecessors...... Drawing inferences from one case and understanding the other, he is naturally extremely talented.

Murong Jiu, on the other hand, spent the course of a hundred years returning to the Chinese realm, crossing the Western world, and fighting in the spiritual realm. In a life dominated by battle, he focuses on refining - refining the body, refining the heart, refining the spirit, refining the soul, growing up in the fighting, and being reborn and transformed between life and death.

The path is different, and the opportunities in growth are bound to be different, Murong Jiu's martial arts skills are not as good as Xuanqing, but he has the blade of Lei Feng, the Nine Turns Phantom, and he has created his own sonic miracle - Taishang Shenxiao, this is his absolute advantage!

The Eight Heavenly Kings stared at Murong Jiu and Jiuhong firmly, the victory of the two of them greatly surprised the Eight Heavenly Kings, but the Eight Heavenly Kings were unwilling to let the two go back, such a youth-level powerhouse, which force did not want to recruit? What's more, Murong Jiu had taken away the ancient city elves, how could the Eight Heavenly Kings not be nervous?

Xuan Qing's life and death may not be very important, and after the death of a young powerhouse, the Eight Heavenly Kings took time and pains, and soon they could cultivate another martial champion. But the ancient city elves died, but the eight heavenly kings were powerless, there were seven ancient city elves in heaven and earth, and each of them would be a non-renewable life form of the Xuanyuan royal family. Therefore, the Eight Heavenly Kings can't afford to lose, even if they wipe out Murong Jiu, they can't damage the ancient city elves!

The strength of each of the eight Heavenly Kings who had survived for hundreds of years was extremely extraordinary, and the coercion of the eight God Kings who gathered together made Murong Jiu suddenly feel that the weight of the Wanjun Mountain was on his body, and his internal organs were almost shattered.

Twice exerted the Taishang Divine Howl, which was extremely depleting of the power of the gods and demons, the essence qi in his body was consumed hugely, but fortunately, with the help of the divine yuan transmitted by Jiuhong's skin, he would not be overwhelmed and fall. However, even though Murong Jiu and Jiuhong supported each other, under the power of the Eight Heavenly Kings, they still showed that the two injured bodies were crumbling. (To be continued......)