Murong Jiu stared at Xuan Qing silently, his thoughts flying in the past—due to the external factors of the cultivators, the two students of the later generations crossed the time and space and crossed into this world of cultivation. In the vast world, perhaps only the two of them are the descendants of the ancient martial arts world.

However, two people with similar fates escalated because of some gaps and jealousy, and the grudge escalated, and it was difficult to reconcile. A hundred years ago, the fate of heaven and earth caused the two of them to embark on their own paths, the cultivation world of survival of the fittest, and they challenged the laws of heaven and earth like against the sky.

Compared with Murong Jiu, perhaps Xuanqing's cultivation talent is even more outstanding, after all, Murong Jiu's body is the fate of the new star of the era, he has more or less obtained some heaven and earth opportunities, and he can win the lion king overlord in the spirit world, there are some reasons for it. However, Xuan Qing won the martial champion in the main match of the Martial King, so he had to be admired.

Three points are destined, and seven points depend on hard work - Xuan Qing's achievements today are inseparable from his efforts, whether it is hard work to refine his skills or intrigues, his victory can only show that he is better than the young people born and raised in the cultivation world. Perhaps when others were drinking and eating meat, and playing in the mountains and rivers, he was suffering from the pain of life and death.

However, no matter how good he is, Xuan Qing has always been jealous of Murong Jiu, and the lingering appearance of Murong Jiu has almost become a magic obstacle in his life, which is why he pretends to be Murong Jiu.

After three years of cultivating the disguise technique, his purpose was to replace Murong Jiu with the fake and the true!

"Murong Jiu. A hundred years have passed, and it seems that you are not doing well. ”

Xuan Qing looked at Murong Jiu's whole body, and from the collapse of Murong Jiu's eye sockets, it was not difficult for him to guess that under that fat robe, what was covered must be a skinny skinny skin, and he smiled heartily at this.

His eyes opened suddenly, and two rays of light shot out. Xuan Qing rubbed his body and ran forward. With a huge sweeping force, his right leg kicked at Murong Jiu's head, and the strong wind howled in the air.

Against Xuan Qing, who became a martial champion, Murong Jiu was always on guard. His sensitive sensing allowed him to capture the trajectory of Xuan Qing's right leg. The head tilts back nimbly. He dodged the not-so-weak right leg attack. However, Xuan Qing's slam with his left foot kicked him firmly in the chest.

Right-hand leg, left-hand foot?

With both hands and forearms, he blocked Xuanqing's left foot from stepping on his chest. Murong Jiu was swept back by a wave of huge bombardment force, and he took three steps. Raising his eyes to look at Xuan Qing who was agitating a whirlwind in front of him, Murong Jiu's eyes were filled with a strange brilliance.

No wonder the first dean of the Shenwu Academy would be nervous, Murong Jiu had already guessed from Xuanqing's attack that in the past hundred years, Xuanqing, who was pretending to be himself, must have learned all the ancient martial arts in the Shenwu Academy-whether it was his body and moves, he already carried strong ancient martial arts skills.

"Xuanqing, it seems that in the past hundred years, you have lived an infinite life. ”

The ancient martial arts skills that have been passed down from generation to generation are indeed not to be underestimated, but Murong Jiu insists that the exercises that suit him are the best. The navy blue robe flew up, and he stepped on a leisurely step, dragging a series of clear afterimages, and bullied towards Xuan Qing - a battle had begun.

Bang, bang, bang...... At a high speed of fast to fast, the limbs of the two collided directly, and the sound of bombardment containing internal strength was endless, a wave of strong wind swirled around the periphery of the battle circle, and the air popped and exploded one after another.

This is a duel between the peak youth, both in speed and strength, it has reached the top level of the youth of the world. For a while, there were many figures on the high platform, and the wind was hunting and roaring.

The Night Wandering God and everyone else on the high platform all retreated to the edge of the high platform, each holding up their own body protection strength, they either opened their eyes of the heart, or let go of their divine thoughts, and carefully observed the battle between the two, even the cultivators in the square were all carefully watching the battle of the dragon and the tiger - this kind of battle was no less than the final of the Martial King Duel Tournament half a year ago.

The more Murong Jiu fought, the more frightened he became, and in the duel, he felt that Xuan Qing's ancient martial arts skills were endless, and he either punched fiercely or kicked tricky...... It seems that some of the martial arts of the three sects and the nine streams, Xuan Qing has also dabbled in them. What's more, it was precisely because of Xuan Qing's skillful martial arts that in the attack, he did not exude too much divine power, giving Murong Jiu a feeling of his long breath.

Indeed, the ancient martial arts in the Shenwu Academy have been continuously improved by generations of martial arts masters, and many of the attack moves that have been simplified have already contained the most direct martial arts philosophy. One move and one style are the essence of ancient martial arts, abandoning complicated moves, and naturally saving a lot of divine power between moves.

From bare-handed to stick-to-stick strikes, Murong Jiu and Xuanqing moved on the high platform, smashing with sticks, you swept thousands of armies with one move, and I split Huashan with one move...... The two of them were indistinguishable for a while, and they started a wonderful battle, and the wind and thunder rolled in the air.

In terms of fists and feet, Murong Jiu was shocked by Xuan Qing's martial arts, but on the stick, he still felt vaguely stretched, so it seemed that Xuan Qing was definitely not lucky to win the championship martial arts.

"Nine Phantoms!"

Murong Jiu, who was becoming more and more disadvantaged, suddenly shouted, he performed a technique like rebellious heaven and earth, his body shook, and suddenly scattered nine identical figures. Nine Murong Jiu, nine black wooden sticks, and nine direct armed bombardments smashed Xuanqing out of the air for nearly a hundred zhang in one fell swoop.

The ancient martial arts skills that circulated in the Shenwu Academy could not be compared with the Tongtian exercises after all. The Nine Turns Phantom Technique, its origin is so great that even the Heavenly Demon King Asura will be shaken by it, which is enough to show that its level is extremely high, and it is far from being comparable to the exercises of the Three Sects and Nine Streams.

Blood spilled from the corners of Xuan Qing's mouth, and he looked at the nine Murong Jiu opposite, his eyes were about to breathe fire......

Nine identical Murong Jiu stood on the high platform, and instantly reached a state of rebellion against the heavens and the earth, and the cultivators in the square were all shocked and inexplicable. Nine bodies, the strength increased nine times in an instant, such an anti-heaven level exercise, everyone had never heard of, even the well-informed Eight Heavenly Kings had never heard of the Nine Turns Phantom Technique, but the first dean of the Divine Martial Academy. The long-lived old man blinked his eyes, as if thoughtful.

Compared to the shock of others, Xuan Qing's heart burned with jealousy, in his growth, he spent nearly a hundred years practicing various exercises in the Divine Martial Academy, originally thinking that he could defeat Murong Jiu - the move of competing for the martial champion was his confident move to show his strength.

However, at this moment, the anti-heaven technique that Murong Jiu performed defeated him ruthlessly.

No matter whether Murong Jiu is lucky for Chengtian. Or is he in the fate of heaven and earth. Xuanqing, who has always been jealous and resentful, regards him as an imaginary enemy, and does not allow himself to fail. A manic anger surged outside of him, his eyes turned a red of resentment, and he was enveloped in the wind. Madly pounced on the nine Murong Jiu.

A bitter wind blew across the high platform...... A loud sword groan rang out. A sword light burst out from Xuan Qing's body. The sword rainbow slashed horizontally, and with one sword, the nine Murong Nine slashes flew out.

"The heart of the ancient city, the elves of the ancient city. The Angel of the East in the Chinese world!"

The nine bodies fused into one, and a wave of internal energy scattered out from his body, instantly shattering his cloak, and a pair of bright red god and demon wings suddenly unfurled. He stopped and looked ahead, his eyes pulsing with flames.

Being able to split himself away with a single sword, instantly shattering the Nine Turns Technique that he was proud of, such an extremely condensed sword qi did not come from Xuan Qing, but from the ten pairs of white-feathered women beside him. Her face is elegant and dusty, her form is beautiful and noble, and her ten pairs of wings are flowing with silvery-white brilliance under the direct sunlight, giving people a strong visual shock.

Hundreds of thousands of cultivators were all shocked, when the powerful Eastern Angel appeared, the pair of god and demon wings on Murong Jiu's skinny body did not cause too many people to sigh;

The Eight Heavenly Kings suddenly stood up from their chairs, and the eight pairs of eyes glanced at Murong Jiu, just giving a slightly surprised "God and Demon Wing", and then all eight of them stared intently at the Eastern Angel.

The Eight Heavenly Kings were in high positions, and they knew some of the secrets of the Chinese world better than others, and as soon as the Eastern Angels appeared, they immediately thought of the heart of the ancient city in that ancient era.

The heart of the ancient city, with the entire ancient city as the material, was refined by the cultivators of Tongtian, it is a majestic and majestic ancient city, and it is also a heaven-shaking level immortal god ancient treasure. And the spirit of the ancient city born from the heart of the ancient city, she has inherited the will of the ancient city, conquering the world and creating it, which is absolutely extraordinary.

The old face of the first dean, his expression was uncertain, he saw the appearance of the Eastern Angel, the old face immediately turned black, the heart of the ancient city, the spirit of the ancient city entrusted to the people, he regretted not at the beginning, it is not worth replacing the first city lord of Phoenix City.

However, after seeing the blood wings of the gods and demons behind Murong Jiu, his beard shook tightly twice, and surprise appeared on his face, but it did not hide the trace of melancholy;

Ruthless, Qiqing, Chaojiang Long, Huoyun and the others focused their attention on Murong Jiu's body. Murong Jiu's naked upper body showed a sickly blue-white, and the sternum and ribs appeared as if they were clearly depicted, just wrapped in a piece of flesh, which made people feel thin unconsciously.

And that pair of huge blood-colored wings made sincere old friends sigh in their hearts - whether it is a god king or a demon king, their own path is up to them, Murong Jiu is already a god and demon person.

Ten pairs of winged Eastern Angels were indeed powerful and shocking, but to extremely conceited cultivators, she was just a peak to be surpassed, and it wouldn't make them revered much at all. Among this group of old friends, the conceited person is especially ruthless, this young man in black who is cold and ruthless on the outside and heart, he only glanced at the angel of the East, and he didn't even see the other party's cheeks and wings behind him.

Confidence and conceit, pride and arrogance, killer ruthless, ruthless, indifferent and forgetful!

Murong Jiu looked at the Eastern Angel, he was terrified, the ten pairs of winged ancient city elves were dominated by Xuan Qing, which already showed that Xuan Qing was the owner of the heart of the ancient city, and even he could conclude that Xuan Qing's qualifications were extremely high, and he must have become the inheritor of the mantle of the first city lord of Phoenix City.

After learning the exercises of the Shenwu Academy and learning from the ancient cultivators, Xuanqing's excellence is admirable.

At the same time that Murong Jiu was frightened by Xuan Qing, Xuan Qing was also jealous of Murong Jiu - first there was the Nine Turns Technique that rebelled against the chaos of heaven and earth, and then there was the gorgeous and unparalleled blood-colored god and demon wings, Murong Jiu's growth made him jealous!

Fighting against Xuanqing and the Eastern Angel alone, Murong Jiu obviously couldn't win, and the huge disparity in strength seemed to bring the curtain to the end of this dragon and tiger battle all of a sudden. (To be continued......)