"Have you heard? Tomorrow at noon, outside the Fengyun Block, the first of the three Fengyun Towers, and the tail seat of the three Fengyun Seats, there will be a battle of the pinnacle of the Spirit Master Rank Martial Artists, and I don't know how many people will be present at that time."

"How many people are there? Are you kidding? Unless I can't appear in some secret realm, if I am in danger, I will withdraw from cultivation!"

"That's right, don't say it's going crazy, even if the realm regresses, it will inevitably withdraw from cultivation, that is the real pinnacle battle, if anyone wins this battle, he will definitely be the undoubted king of kings, and his name will be immortal!"

"Zuihou's madness, if the Holy Realm mentioned by Leaning Moon Linglong really appears, I am afraid that there will be even more chaos in the Fengyun Domain at that time, and then it will not be the world of our Spirit Master level martial artists, tomorrow, come quickly......"

As soon as the news of the battle between Ao Shuang and Leaning Moon Linglong came out, it caused an uproar in the entire Fengyun Domain, and many martial artists who were fighting and killing spirit beasts and training themselves began to rush to the Fengyun Domain, and even some people who were cultivating retreated from the state of penance.

Maybe it's really as they say, whoever wins this battle is definitely the undoubted king of kings.

And you don't have to think about it, the five Fengyun cities in the five domains of the world, and the Fengyun stone tablet in the center of the city, will be engraved with his name for future generations to pay homage to, inspiring the warriors who have participated in the stormy wars in the past generations.

Now in the Fengyun Domain, the situation has actually been relatively stable, first of all, the original most powerful Fengtang martial artist, after the two hall masters were defeated one after another, the momentum was naturally sluggish, and the martial artist of Yuntang, not to mention.

It seems that from the very beginning, the martial artists of Yuntang have not done anything to suppress the martial artists of Sanrentang, and after all, their strength is there, they originally had the strength to fight against Fengtang, but now that the sword is dead and Duan Hongchen is defeated, what else is there to say?

As for the Sanren Hall, it has indeed been suppressed from the beginning, but after the strong rise of Aoshuang, no one dares to bully them in the slightest, and the current Sanren Hall, although it does not participate in the disputes between several halls, has a sense of transcendence from their existence.

After all, I have been fighting for so long, and now that the Holy Realm is open, when the powerhouse of the Heavenly Spirit Master Rank descends, how can there be a place for the Spirit Master Rank martial artist to speak?

Zuihou's Crazy ......

Indeed, no one thought in advance that this session of the turmoil war would produce such a big change, in fact, some people, from the experience that will appear in each of the previous turmoil wars, did not begin, they just felt that something was wrong.

And this chaotic battle is indeed too chaotic, many people are inadvertently dead, just like the five hundred warriors who were slaughtered by Aoshuang on the hillside, maybe among them, there are also people who have not suppressed the warriors of Sanrentang.

But in that case, let him say such things to Aoshuang? Not to mention whether the latter can believe it, in that chaotic situation, who cares if you have done anything or not? Since you are on the wrong side, there is only one way to die.

Perhaps, as Ao Shuang said, these spirit master-level martial artists, who are powerful and blessed in the sect or family every day, how can they know what is the fight between life and death? At that time, who cares about what identity and origin, shoot and kill, a hundred.

So, how can there be real fairness in the world?

Just like the title of the King of the Wind and Cloud, even the City Lord of the Southern Regions of the Wind and Cloud City Shao Death said, when you really reach that position, you will find that the King of the Wind and Cloud is really just a title, because if you really stand there, no one dares to say that you don't say a word, what kind of title do you let the world shout, it's not up to you to say?

Strength is the premise of everything!

It is precisely because Ao Shuang deeply understands this that he has been able to go from the small town of Qingyun City to today, step by step, until now, even in the face of all kinds of heavenly and phoenix-like existences in the five domains of the world, he can still stand and speak.

If the slanting moon is exquisite, he thinks that the reason for the two to fight is that he doesn't want to leave regrets, then Ao Shuang believes that the reason for this battle is to truly prove who has bigger fists, whose means are stronger, and who is more arrogant!

That's right, it's that simple.

In fact, before that, Ao Shuang didn't want to prove anything, because he was a person who didn't care what others thought of him, but since Leaning Moon Linglong had made this request, he didn't mind, let everyone know who was the real king of kings!

......

Late at night, when everyone was looking forward to the pinnacle battle between the two tomorrow, Ao Shuang was alone in the room, sitting cross-legged on the soft couch, thinking about something, Ruxing's sword eyebrows wrinkled slightly from time to time, and from time to time provoked a trace of sharp arc.

He was recalling what he had done during the nine months he had participated in the turbulent war.

"I remember when I first arrived in Fengyun City, I was only a middle-level Heavenly Spirit Master, and my cultivation ** and spiritual skills were not too much, but now, whether it is the desolate hand of the spiritual method, or the eight unique steps, or the sword intent that has reached the realm of one hundred passes......"

Even if it is the Demon Heaven, this genuine Demon Saint, I am afraid that he can't help but admire the achievements that Ao Shuang can achieve today, because even he has not comprehended the anti-heaven spiritual method of the Desolate Hand.

After all, the spiritual method can only rely on personal comprehension, and it cannot rely on any inheritance at all, and the cultivation from the ancient books with a clear eye like spiritual skills or secret methods, if the comprehension and talent do not reach a certain level, they will not be able to comprehend at all.

"Knock knock!"

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

His expression moved, and the power of his arrogant soul was instantly released, and after feeling who the person who came, he said softly: "Come in." ”

"Squeak!"

The door opened, and Yi Lingxin, who was wearing a black robe, walked in slowly, and after seeing the former sitting cross-legged on the soft couch, she was as smart as her, so she naturally knew what the other party was doing, and smiled slightly: "Brother Ao, what do you think about?"

After finishing speaking, he came to the round table in front of Ao Shuang's bed, pulled out a stool and sat down.

"Hmm. Ao Shuang nodded and let out a long breath.

"I think back to the first time you and I met, when you disguised yourself as a goddess and told fortunes on the side of the street, and at that time, you should have noticed all kinds of spiritual things hidden in my body, so you pulled me to count for me. ”

Liu Mei bent slightly, and following Ao Shuang's words, Yi Lingxin seemed to remember the scene at that time, and couldn't help but smile: "I didn't expect that the first time I didn't succeed, so the second time I used the secret method, but it still didn't work......"

"But using this secret method, you have to pay the price of not being able to use spiritual power for five days, and then I inexplicably relied on you, in fact, I didn't know at the time, weishenme would do that, but now that I think about it, it was the right thing to do......"

In terms of arrogant character, no matter how gorgeous a woman is, it seems that she can't get into his eyes, maybe his criteria for choosing a mate are very different from most people, with a feeling, I feel it, and the friendship is here.

His eyes were full of melancholy, and Yi Lingxin slowly lowered his head: "Brother Ao, I'm suddenly so scared of ......"

His brows furrowed, and a hint of fierceness suddenly rose in his arrogant body: "What are you afraid of?"

Feeling the fierce meaning, Yi Ling's pretty face climbed a trace of redness, and he took a deep breath: "I'm afraid...... After the turmoil, it will take a long time to not be able to zaijian you, after all, I have my sect. ”

Hearing this, the fierce meaning in the body suddenly restrained, replaced by a kind of tenderness, and the body leaned forward slightly, which was to take Yi Lingxin into his arms, gently snorting the other party's fragrance, and did not speak for a long time.

Once you enter a wealthy family, it is as deep as the sea!

The laws of survival on the Lingyu Continent are extremely cruel, and they can be seen from the disciples of a small town family, not to mention the disciples of these big sects and great families, which have been extremely clearly reflected.

Although they look beautiful on the surface, everyone has their own involuntary body, and they must put in more effort than their peers, otherwise if their strength is not improved fast enough, they will inevitably be questioned by their peers and even the elders of the sect.

In terms of strength, it is still secondary, and more importantly, in terms of state of mind, many people can't bear that their peers who were weaker than themselves in the past, and suddenly surpass themselves one day, so they fall into a slump and stop in cultivation, and it is difficult to make the slightest progress.

There are also some martial artists who are praised as genius-level masters by their elders and peers on weekdays, but because of a failure, they can't bear this kind of blow, and they fall into a state of confusion, and they don't even know what to do in the future.

This situation can be said to be common.

Let's just say that Ao Lin, with the realm of a fifth-grade martial artist, was defeated by Ao Shuang, who was a second-grade martial artist at that time, hasn't there been any progress in the next two whole months? Of course, more than a year has passed now, and it's hard to say what level it has reached.

Snuggled in the arms of Ao Shuang, Yi Lingxin couldn't help but drill into the depths of her embrace, she enjoyed this sense of dependence, and wanted time to freeze at this moment, because she didn't want to get out of this embrace, even if it was a moment and a half.

Even she knew it was impossible.

Feeling the strong friendship of the beautiful woman in his arms, Aoshuang almost couldn't hold it, but he is not the kind of person who is romantic~ sexual, and he loves someone, nor does he love each other's body.

Shaking his head, Ao Shuang stroked the other party's vest: "Lingxin, maybe I'm going to disappoint you, I don't have any plans to join any sect now, although Chiyuanmen is indeed a good choice......"

Previously, Ao Shuang had also analyzed the benefits he could bring to himself after joining Chiyuanmen.

First of all, there is naturally nothing to say about the cultivation conditions, and the resources in the second-grade sect are quite large, the heaven-level spiritual skills and all kinds of secret methods, I am afraid that they can't be learned, and after all, the Ao family is in the Northern Regions, if they climb the high branch of the Chiyuan Gate, the status in the Northern Regions will not rise in the future?

Yi Lingxin's pair of lotus arms tightly wrapped around Ao Shuang's waist: "Brother Ao, I know that you are a person with your own ideas, I will not force you to do anything, as long as you know that in the Chiyuan Gate in the Northern Regions, there will be a person who has been waiting for you, whether it is a year, or two years, or ten years, or a lifetime!"

Ao Shuang knew that in front of Yi Lingxin's friendship, all words at this time became pale and weak, and he was not the kind of person who ran the train with his mouth full......