If there is pressure, there is the motivation to resist, but if the pressure is too much, it is very likely to crush people to death...... Murong Jiu's unyielding pupils bulged out angrily, and blue-black blood flowed out of his eyes, even the Moonlight Bodhisattva behind Murong Jiu, on the edge of the majestic impact, she still felt suffocated in the quagmire, her body was difficult to move, and she could only support it.

Super powerhouse Ziqing and Venerable Strong, the faces of the two of them changed greatly, if Murong Jiu and the Moonlight Bodhisattva were destroyed in the ring, they would really be ashamed of their power against religion, but just when they made a slight move, a divine soldier descended from the sky.

Qiang ...... A clear sword roar was like the roar of a crane in the Nine Heavens, and a sword qi that was practiced was like a blue rainbow a hundred zhang long slashed across the void, locking Long Zifeng's body from afar, and slashing straight down.

At the same time, a cold snake hiss echoed throughout the central square, and a hundred-foot spirit snake flew from another direction, and it pounced viciously towards Long Zifeng with a tragic momentum.

Such a shocking change surprised everyone, Ouyang Batian unconsciously stood up from his chair, his eyes stared at the azure sword qi, and he spat solemnly with a solemn face: "A sword flying immortal!"

Rumble...... In the counterattack of Long Zifeng's drastic change in face, the powerful collision of the three god king levels exploded violently in the ring, a circle of turbulent hurricanes raged in all directions, and the huge energy roar caused the entire central square to be in a state of vibration, and the hard lion king ring match was shattered by most of it.

Long Zifeng, who had blasted the energy center, was blown away by hundreds of zhang in an instant, and his clothes were in tatters. Leaving a deep sword wound on his cheek, he forced himself to stop his retreating body, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The energy wind that spread outward was about to tear apart many cultivators, but it was calmed by the super powerhouse, and a catastrophe was avoided. The dust that obscured the sight settled, and in addition to Murong Jiu and Moonlight Bodhisattva in the ring, there were also Ouyang Jinghua riding a white horse and holding a horse whip, as well as a young man in white.

"Boy Duan Thirteen, I have seen all the seniors, and this situation is only because of an emergency. The kid acted recklessly. I hope you all Haihan. ”

The young man in white held Murong Jiu's wrist in his hand, repairing his broken body with his own God King Yuan Force. The young man's gaze swept over Long Zifeng who was blown away, his eyes were flat, as if Long Zifeng in the God King realm was not very detached, he turned his head to look at several super powerhouses. An indifferent smile appeared on his face.

What a super young man with the heart of a strong man!

Duan 13 faced a super strong person. He didn't have the slightest look of fanaticism. There is no self-inferiority, his words are neither humble nor arrogant, but he has no respect for his predecessors.

A smile appeared on the corner of Ouyang Batian's mouth. After bowing slightly, he continued to sit upright in his chair, and Ziqing and Black and White Impermanence nodded silently, but they couldn't stop sighing in their hearts: What a handsome young man.

In Murong Jiu's eyes, Duan Shisan was an out-and-out arrogant young man, and he still showed a certain quality of daring to stand up to the sky in the central square where hundreds of thousands of cultivators gathered, which could mean that he was arrogant in his heart, and of course, it could also be his superb pride.

"Duan Thirteen, Dali Duan?"

Long Zifeng's pupils constricted, Dali Duan's family was an ancient family, only because his family lived in a border ancient city, it was not famous in the entire spiritual world. However, this is the case, the Dali Duan clan still cannot be ignored by the various forces, and the most fundamental reason is that there is an ancient Tongtian sword technique in the Dali Duan family - the Six Veins Divine Sword.

"Duan Thirteen, since you are a member of the Duan clan in Dali, how can you protect the fallen angels of the West?" Although Long Zifeng was afraid of the family swordsmanship in the Duan family, when he saw that Murong Jiu was still alive, he felt anger burning in his chest, and his extreme resentment made him want to kill Murong Jiu at any cost.

"Could Murong Jiu be a fallen angel?" Duan Thirteen glanced at the blood-colored wings behind Murong Jiu, and then he said, "How do you confirm that Murong Jiu is a fallen angel in the West, is it just based on your wanton slander and false accusations by Long Zifeng?"

The spiritual realm cultivates the world realm, and the eternal and unchanging criterion here is that strength is respected, and the verbal duel between the quasi-god king Murong Jiu and the god king Long Zifeng, in the eyes of many cultivators, the weak Murong Jiu will naturally be suspicious. However, Duan Thirteen's strong appearance, as well as the ruthlessness he showed to kill the spectators, made these hundreds of thousands of cultivators frightened, and the call to denounce and kill Murong Jiu quickly subsided.

"You ......" Long Zifeng's face was pale, he didn't expect that on the way to kill Murong Jiu, Duan 13 who appeared would actually point to the heart of the incident, if he didn't have a high-sounding reason, killing Murong Jiu would naturally no longer be able to claim to be righteous.

Compared to Long Zifeng, whose face was angry, Duan Shisan's performance was more direct, his eyes suddenly widened, and a handleless blue long sword instantly grew out from the tips of his fingers, and he cast Ling Bo microsteps, turning into illusory figures and quickly bullying Long Zifeng.

"Six-vein Divine Sword!"

A clear drink was like an eagle's roar, a sword roar was like a crane's chirping, and a blue rainbow sword blade pierced the air and shot towards Long Zifeng's heart, as sharp as a blue lightning, the trajectory was difficult to find, and its fierce killing aura made people tremble.

The six-vein divine sword, does not practice the way of the sword, only cultivates the sword qi, it is not a sword outside the body, but condenses the sword with its own natal true qi; there is no sword in the hand, but there is a sword in the heart, it cultivates the sword intent, and perceives and accumulates the will of the divine sword in the heart, so as to forge a tangible sword spirit with the heart; so that the sword is condensed with the body, and the sword is the sword body, the body is not extinguished, and the sword intent is not dispersed, and the divine sword is also undefeated.

"Slash!" Duan Thirteen's decisive battle made Long Zifeng rush to attack, and a bright silver two-handed warrior sword instantly appeared in his hands, and he let out a roar, slashing out this fierce god king's blow.

Bang! Like ten days in the sky, a dazzling light suddenly erupted between the dim heaven and earth, and a screaming sound that seemed to pierce the ear drum of gold and iron resounded in the low sky.

The swords intersected, and the sharp energy cut through Long Zifeng's whole body. Bloody, he was once again repelled hundreds of feet.

Qiang ...... Duan Thirteen's eyes showed a cold brilliance, he rubbed his body forward, and a rainbow-like sword light roared towards Long Zifeng, the sword aura was fierce and murderous.

Ding, ding, ding...... The sword light and sword qi touched again and again, and Long Zifeng was shocked back again and again. The brave wins when they meet on a narrow road, but whether they are brave or not depends on the strength of their own strength. Duan Thirteen, who was like a rainbow, struck Long Zifeng. The duel between the two young god kings, who is strong and who is weak, makes a judgment.

The hundreds of thousands of cultivators in the square were shocked, and the swords of the two god kings bombarded. The energy that is exuded contains some will of heaven and earth. It makes you feel like you're in a cold and snowy field. The whole body is cold, and the heart also feels cold.

On the purple and evil cheeks, a pair of eyes flashed with a strange light. If you want to defeat the passive situation in which Murong Jiu was framed, the only way to do this is to have a strong god king bombarding the "Rising Bird". However, that powerful God King must also be a super young man who is a genius in the sky, he glanced at Murong Jiu, who knew Duan Thirteen, he had doubts, but he was more of a narcissistic self-satisfaction when his evil spirit was exposed.

Ding, ding, ding...... A flawless jade hand suddenly plunged into the middle of Duan Thirteen and Long Zifeng's battle group, and the spring-like fingers flicked on the blue sword qi one after another...... When the wind was neutral, a crisp sword roar sounded, and the sword qi of the six-vein divine sword that was practiced was shattered alive and dissipated between heaven and earth.

"Duan Thirteen, I don't know why you came to my Heavenly Dragon City to destroy the Lion King Competition? If it is just to show your Duan Clan's Divine Sword, I can't say that my Heavenly Dragon City will ask for a lesson or two. "The Heavenly Dragon City Lord Long Lu, who suddenly appeared in front of Long Zifeng, relieved Long Zifeng's danger, and she stared at Duan Thirteen with an unkind face.

Duan Thirteen, who was not famous, seemed to be born out of thin air, and his strong attack disrupted Long Kui's expectation of wanting to put Murong Jiu to death. She was angry, but she was also afraid of the power behind Duan Thirteen, after all, such an outstanding young talent, most of them were connected to the power of the sky, even if it was only the Dali Duan clan, Long Kui was not willing to take it lightly, but the appropriate lesson was still possible.

"Heavenly Dragon City Lord Long Qi?"

Duan 13 was shocked back by the super strong Long Kui, he shrugged his shoulders indifferently, he didn't want to kill Long Zifeng in the first place, but now that there is a strong figure blocking him, he will also break the donkey. With Ling Bo taking slight steps, he quickly returned to the ring, showing a bright smile at Murong Jiu and the Moonlight Bodhisattva.

"Xiao Ke Duan Thirteen, I came to Tianlong City today, just to prove that Murong Jiu is my Huaxia lineage, but please ask many cultivators and Lion King Sai Mo to listen to slander, which chills the sincerity of my Huaxia lineage. Duan Thirteen's mouth spit out a loud and clear sound that overshadowed the sound of the wind and rain, and blasted out of the entire central square in the distance.

Murong Jiu's soul jumped slightly, a "sincere heart of the same blood in China", and the mysterious young man in front of him expressed his deep Huaxia complex in one word...... The word "Huaxia" in the past, the inscription engraved in the blood and bones and the soul, carried too many strong feelings, making them willing to throw their heads and spill their blood for it.

Sincerity, infinitely sincere, loyal Chinese red heart, just for a sentence "Chinese in the same vein".

A simple sentence actually aroused a strong resonance in Murong Jiu's spirit, and he suddenly became infinitely heroic.

"Duan Thirteen, what virtue do you have, how can you prove that Murong Jiu is not a Western creature?" Long Kui's eyes flashed with a strange light, and he asked aggressively.

As if feeling a stream of heat generated in Murong Jiu's body, Duan Thirteen patted him lightly on the shoulder, and after nodding slightly, he turned his head to look at Long Kui, and suddenly grinned, revealing white teeth with half of his front teeth broken, and said: "Compared to your Dragon City Lord, the kid Duan Thirteen is indeed immoral and incompetent, but the kid came to your Tianlong City to convey the holy words of the family teacher, could it be that the Dragon City Lord has any opinion about the family teacher?"

Thundered...... Thunderbolts of lightning pierced the void, and thunder rolled.

Ouyang Batian's whole body shook, and his pair of eyes suddenly widened unconsciously.

"Family teacher?" Long Kui's back couldn't stop chilling, and the thunderclouds that were rolling in the low sky seemed to add a lot of depression to this side of the world in an instant...... Duan Thirteen, a genius of the heavens, is his master a perverted figure of the heavenly level? In this way, Long Kui's tone was much softer, and he said, "Don't dare to have any opinions, I don't know who the Venerable Master is?"

"God-man?" Duan Thirteen chuckled, how could a god-man be compared to a family teacher?

Very suddenly, a hard bow appeared in front of Duan Thirteen, and this bow was clumsy. The swarthy black bow is carved with intricate inscriptions, mysterious and difficult to understand, the curved arc has reached the extreme of perfection, full of majestic force texture, it is calm but exudes the arrogance of looking at the world, at this moment, the space suddenly stands still, this bow is the only one between heaven and earth.

"Houyi Divine Bow?!"

Ouyang Batian, Ziqing, Black and White Impermanence, Mighty Venerable and all the other super powerhouses, they all stood up from their chairs and looked eagerly.

Hou Yi Divine Bow, the soldier of the ancient gods and demons, its sharp attack power can be called the most in the world; The wind and rain between heaven and earth are silent. All the spectators were moved, and the audience was shocked.

Houyi Divine Bow?

Moonlight Bodhisattva's holy face showed joy, with this peerless divine weapon that had passed through heaven and earth to help Murong Jiu, he was enough to prove his innocence to the world.

The purple brilliance that pulsed in Murong Jiu's death eyes. He didn't expect that it would be Hou Yigong who helped him get out of danger...... Not long since. He once held this heaven-shattering divine weapon in his hands and returned to his homeland.

"Houyi Divine Bow. The sacred weapon of the family teacher, the city lord of Longkui, I wonder if it can confirm that Murong Jiu is my Huaxia lineage?"

Duan 13 held a bow in his left hand. His right hand gently stroked the bow and the bowstring, and his expression was extremely focused and in awe...... Suddenly, a blue blade jumped out of his right hand, and his eyes radiated a brilliant sparkle...... He held the bow in his left hand, held the sword in his right hand, and opened the bow, and as his body rotated, the God King Yuan Force in his body was surging and surging, and the spirit and spirit of his whole body immediately reached its peak...... He had already pulled out the Houyi Divine Bow and pointed at the super strong Long Kui.

Call...... The entire central square was filled with a sharp killing aura, and countless cultivators felt the suffocation of their hearts, as if even the thunderclouds in the low sky were dormant, and the entire square fell into a silent silence.

Super strong Long Lu, her face suddenly changed, in the shooting range of the Houyi Divine Bow, she felt as if her entire body was imprisoned by heaven and earth, and an extremely killing thought shrouded her heart.

Ziqing, Ouyang Batian and other super powerhouses had grim expressions, and the super young people were holding the Heaven Shaking Divine Weapon and wanted to shoot the super powerhouse, what they cared about was not how heroic Duan Thirteen was, but whether Long Kui, who was also a super powerhouse, could survive under the Houyi Divine Bow!

Ruhong's blade was spitting blue sword light, and there was no turning back arrow when he opened the bow, and Duan Thirteen had to shoot this arrow with a peerless divine weapon in his hand. After all, the Houyi Divine Bow shocked the heavens and the earth, and its prestige could not be fallen!

"Thief! Hugh's rudeness, eat me with a hammer ......"

In the distance, an armor-clad Celestial Dragon City guard rushed towards Duan Thirteen with a powerful momentum, and the warrior hammer in his hand smashed towards Duan Thirteen like a meteor dragging tail flames.

The figure turned suddenly, the Hou Yi Divine Bow changed direction, and Duan Thirteen coldly let go of his fingers.

Airplanes...... The powerful bowstring of the Hou Yi Divine Bow immediately ejected the blue rainbow blade out of the arc, and a blue light pierced the air, piercing the meteor hammer in an instant, and blasting into the body of the guard.

Super Young Man Duan Thirteen, Hou Yi Divine Bow, and the Six-Vein Divine Sword Blade, the three were superimposed, and that majestic will of heaven and earth and extremely fierce killing intent shot this guard to death...... The brilliant blue sword pierced through the defender's body and continued to shoot into the distance, shattering a stone sculpture in the square.

The corpse of the Celestial Dragon City Guard fell from the sky, and before he could even scream, he was already dead!

One blow out, killing the enemy in annihilation, this is the domineering and arrogance of the Heaven-Shaking Divine Soldier, even if it is as strong as the God King, the Houyi Divine Bow still shoots it mercilessly!

The super powerhouse Long Kui returned to the high platform with different feelings, and hundreds of thousands of cultivators no longer dared to denounce Murong Jiu for not being of my race. In this way, Murong Jiu won the Lion King Overlord, and this time the Lion King Championship seemed to be at the end again, but the discordant voice sounded again.

"I'm not convinced that Murong Jiu is the first person in the spirit realm in two hundred years!"

Long Zifeng had his long hair unkempt, his body was terrible, and his eyes showed a red color, staring at Murong Jiu with hatred. The defeat at Duan Thirteen caused his prestige in the spiritual realm to plummet, and strong resentment accumulated in his heart, and when he saw that Murong Jiu and the enemy who were still alive were in front of him, and he wanted to enjoy the infinite scenery, he couldn't help but give birth to a certain madness.

"Are you Long Zifeng not convinced?" Duan Thirteen looked at Long Zifeng, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he grinned.

Winning the Lion King Overlord and being honored by the Lion King Race as the first person in the spirit world, in fact, this is only a very general concept, and it does not strictly prove that the Lion King Overlord can suppress the youth of the whole spirit world, after all, the vast number of people in the spirit world do not know how many people are different, and there are many people who are dedicated to cultivation and pursue the supreme avenue.

Therefore, the statement that the Lion King Overlord is the first young person in the contemporary spiritual world does not care too much about it, it is just a false name made up by the Lion King Race to enhance his reputation in the spiritual world, and Long Zifeng actually made a fuss about it, which can only show that his heart is not strong, and his heart is disturbed.

"How are you going?" Duan Thirteen raised his eyebrows and asked coldly.

"Challenge Murong Jiu, the number one youth in the spirit world!" Long Zifeng blurted out coldly.

Wow...... The whole square was in an uproar, Long Zifeng actually challenged a quasi-god king as a god king, such a contrast and funny made many spectators boo.

However, Long Zifeng, who had no scruples, had already put aside his face, for his own secrecy and Long Zijing, he had to kill Murong Jiu, and even more, unconsciously, Murong Jiu had become a demon for him.

Duan Thirteen's cold eyes stared at Long Zifeng, five, ten, twenty, and thirty...... He didn't make any action, but he really made the entire ring fall into a dull depression, and no one could say for sure whether Duan Shisan, who was decisive in killing, would move with thunder and directly kill Long Zifeng. (To be continued......)