As the majestic voice came out of the Shenzhou, Yu Chuan immediately bowed down and turned to point at the foot not far away.

On the deck, rays of light gradually emerged, intertwining with each other, forming a huge ring, instantly enveloping Yurong into it.

"The altar is open, life and death are not mattered."

The ring was formed, Yu Chuan withdrew the strength of his palm, looked down with an indifferent face, and let out a deep sigh.

This is a fair battle, and Shentai can withstand the aftermath of the battle.

In front of everyone's eyes, let everyone in the world know that no person in the God-King Palace will ever kill innocents indiscriminately.

Below, Yebei's face was calm, and his feet were faintly accumulating, wanting to fly.

"Night North ......"

Seeing this, Ji Yu'er snorted softly and said something to stop her.

The people of the God-King Palace all claim to be gods.

The reason is the same, just because the method practiced is not like that of ordinary martial artists, which is based on martial arts, but mainly based on magic.

Ji Yuer knows this clearly.

She is not the only one, the older generation of the ancient clan knows it, and many people have experienced it personally.

The word martial arts has been passed down to the present, and everyone in the world knows that the word "wu" represents offensive fighting, melee fighting, and martial arts on humility.

And the word "shu" means the technique of martial arts.

With the same strength, the level of martial arts technical comprehension is doomed to win or lose.

It is a reckless man to have 'martial arts' without 'techniques', and to have 'techniques' without 'martial arts' is to be cowards.

This sentence, but all martial artists, naturally know.

Warriors compete with each other, naturally for the sake of the word 'art', through fighting, so as to improve their skills.

but

For the Divine King Palace, this word 'art' is naturally not the case.

Technique can be said to be the source of the true meaning of the word martial arts.

Ordinary martial artists are invincible in the face of people in the Divine King's Palace, at the same level, or higher than the opponent's strength, and in the face of spells.

This is a qualitative difference.

Because of this, the other party claims to be a "god"-like existence.

Ji Yuer's obstruction did not make Yebei hesitate, and flew up directly and stood on the ring.

The huge ring, with a faint light flowing, contained an aura that could stop the aftermath of the fight between the two, but it could indeed avoid hurting innocent people.

The two figures were more than ten meters apart, standing facing each other.

The Beiwang Sword emitted a crimson light, burning like a flame, but it made the corners of Na Yurong's mouth rise, and he couldn't help but sneer.

But all the people in the palace of the god king will naturally not use the things of the blade.

This is the most obvious difference from ordinary martial artists.

"I'm curious about where you come from."

Yu Rong stood with his hands in his hands, squinting slightly.

There is already a faint suspicion in my heart, and the other party is probably not a person from the God King Palace at all.

"If you want to fight, you need to talk nonsense, let you strike first."

When a word falls, it is inevitable that it will be arrogant.

It's not that Yebei is arrogant, but the breath on the other party's body, without the slightest killing aura.

This kind of warrior has never experienced a brutal battle at all.

Such words made Yu Rong's face sink suddenly.

"Arrogance will inevitably pay a terrible price!"

The deep shout fell, and Yu Rong flew up, his arms outstretched.

In an instant, the dark clouds on the Shenzhou were thick, rolling like huge waves, accompanied by a monstrous coercion, shrouded down.

With such a coercive power, it is obviously unusual for a martial artist.

In the dark clouds, thunder roared.

Rumble!

There was a loud bang, and a thunderbolt as thick as an arm crashed down.

It's hard to hide the murderous intent.

Such a scene made the people in Tianshui City all look terrified.

It is easy to mobilize the heavenly thunder, this, not a god, what is it?

Many old people are people who have heard of the Divine King's Palace, and they are all gods, and now that they have seen it with their own eyes, they are even more convinced.

In an instant, the 'thunder' has arrived.

There were no waves in the north of the night, and a red sword light rose to the sky.

Click!!

There was no fancy blow, but it cut off the falling thunder.

An explosion sounded in the air, and the aftermath spread, impacting the surroundings of the ring, surging like ripples, but there was no sign of shattering.

"What!?"

Seeing this, Yu Rong was furious.

However, the crimson sword light did not stop, and it galloped forward, and the speed was so fast that Yu Rong was cold.

In panic, he hurriedly dodged and dodged.

But the light of the sword has arrived, and there is no way to escape.

In an instant, it fell on top of him.

With a heavy blow, Yu Rong's entire body flew out upside down, hitting the edge of the ring hard, his pale face, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

If it weren't for the condensation of a true qi barrier just now, this knife would have been enough to kill him.

On the side, Yu Chuan's eyes were extremely gloomy.

It can be seen that the younger brother's strength is very different from the other party.

In particular, the moves displayed by the young man in white were not fancy, they were ordinary martial arts at all.

"As a person from the Divine King's Palace, he actually practiced the lowly martial arts!" Ukawa couldn't help but shout angrily.

It's a great shame!

At this point, he became more and more convinced that the other party was from the Divine King Palace, for the same reason, not to mention Tianshui City, it was impossible for the entire Canglong Island to have such a strong person.

"You don't live more than a minute on the field."

The north side of the night looked at Ugawa and spoke indifferently.

It's the truth.

The battlefield of life and death is all hand-to-hand combat with martial arts, although this kind of martial arts is sharp and can fight alone, but it is not suitable for the battlefield where the enemy is attacked in all directions under the melee.

When Yu Chuan heard this, his face turned blue with anger, and he wanted to make a move, but he was helpless.

The identity of the God King's Palace is here, and in front of everyone's eyes, if you bully more and less, you will inevitably fall into the mouth.

And at this moment, Na Yurong took out an elixir from his arms and threw it directly into his mouth, on his pale face, the blood gradually rose, and the injuries in his body were recovering rapidly.

The Yin Owl's eyes were full of murderous intent, staring at Yebei, and his whole body was surging.

"Let's go up together, I don't have the time to ink with you."

Yebei's face was calm and indifferent.

This was the truth, after all, the matter of the Nine Tricks Golden Pill had not yet been resolved, and Xiao Tian was still waiting for treatment.

However, when this sentence fell on the ears of the two Yukawa Yurong brothers, it made them angry.

This, naked provocation!

"Since you took the initiative to seek death, then it's no wonder that we are unexpected."

Yu Chuan sighed, stepped out, did not talk nonsense, and shot directly.

Two fingers stretched out, pointing straight to the sky.

In an instant,

In the rolling dark clouds, the raindrops like beans poured down.

In the rain, there is a chilling power and more killing intent.

It seems ordinary, but if it falls on the body, it will be able to be killed invisibly!

"Shukai, thunderfall!"

Yurong followed with a loud shout.

The slightest thunder merged into the rain, and the two brothers made a joint move, and the cooperation was seamless.

The drizzle surged like a needle, and it fell with a bang, sweeping towards the white-clothed figure.

Everyone in Tianshui City was already dumbfounded.

How have they ever seen such a fight, such strength, even if they have the power of the emperor, I am afraid that it will be difficult to survive.

How can a mortal body resist the power of the gods?

In an instant, the thunderstorm fell, completely engulfing Yebei, and the space above the Shenzhou was violently distorted in an instant.

Seeing this, the two brothers couldn't help but smile at each other.

However, in the next moment, in the Shenzhou, there was a word.

"Interesting."

The three words fell, and the two Yuchuan Yurong brothers were immediately puzzled.

Before he could react, he saw that in the distorted space, a white-clothed hunter danced and stepped out.

Wrapped in the true qi barrier, the raindrops like needles could not be broken at all, and they were all blocked.