At some point, a group of drummers poured in on the banks of the Baishui River, and the big and small leather drums rumbled, which had the taste of a battle between the two armies.

Previously, Whitewater had issued a ban that no ships should be launched during the decisive battle.

This is also to prevent anyone from being involved in the fierce battle between the two peerless powerhouses, which will then affect the decisive battle.

Xue Ding and Lan Ning stood opposite each other, one standing on the east side of the ring and the other on the west edge of the ring.

If it was said that Lan Ning was more interested in Xue Ding's challenge three days ago, then at this moment he already had a killing heart for Xue Ding.

So many Wuyang Palace masters died at the hands of Xue Ding, which made Lan Ning feel both excited and angry.

The excitement lies in the fact that he is invincible in Baishui City, and he has been invincible in Zhao Guo for too long, and being able to have someone stand up to challenge him gives him a long-lost blood thrill. But he felt angry again, the family that had been running in Whitewater City for so many years was so easily turned upside down by Schröding.

"You must die today," Lan Ning said in a cold voice, and in an instant, a terrifying aura spread out in all directions centered on him, and the ring spliced together by the four big boats was also trembling at this moment, and even the water under the boat was bubbling up.

This is the aura of the great grandmaster, with the martial arts realm of one person, he can affect the operation of a small world.

Xue Ding's face was indifferent, and he suddenly raised his hand and threw the sword in his hand.

The Overlord Knife did not cut down Lan Ning, but swirled at an extremely fast speed and plunged into the deck in the middle of the ring.

"Why did Mr. Xue abandon the knife as soon as he made a move!" Wei Ling, who was watching the battle from afar, subconsciously asked in confusion when he saw this scene.

The people under Lan Ning's hands in the riverside whitewater city shouted loudly.

"The knife is not stable, and you dare to compete with our Lan City Lord, wait for death. ”

"I think a few days ago, under the combined attack of several leaders, this guy was already seriously injured, and now he is just a strong outsider. ”

Yan Fengyi and Xing Bai didn't speak, their realms had already surpassed the five realms of the little grandmaster, and the battle they saw in their eyes was completely different from what these low-realm martial artists saw and felt.

Of course, there is another person in the field whose battle is also different from others, and that is Meng Juntong.

Under the reflection of spiritual power, Meng Juntong saw that the great grandmaster aura cast by Lan Ning enveloped the nearly five hundred steps centered on the small boat.

Although she didn't understand what kind of realm this was, she knew that if she fought under the suppression of this aura, Xue Ding would not have even a chance of winning.

When Xue Ding threw out the Victory Sword, Meng Juntong sensed that another more domineering force was born in the center of this aura, and another space was torn apart.

It was as if the interior of the aura that was originally stretched out by Lan Ning had been hollowed out, and the circulating Basheng sword breath would faintly bless Xue Ding's body.

After three days of sheathing and cultivating sword intent, coupled with the continuous death battles, the martial artist's pure blood qi was drunk, and the Basheng Sword at this moment exuded a power that was almost demonic.

Even if it didn't have half of Xue Ding's true qi, it could still burst out with a power that was enough to support the aura of the great grandmaster.

"A divine soldier deserves to be a divine soldier," Lan Ning looked at the overlord knife inserted on the deck, his eyes were both stunning and greedy, as long as he killed Xue Ding, then this knife would naturally become his trophy, "In my hands in the future, it will definitely make you shine a thousand times better than now." ”

The corners of Xue Ding's mouth raised slightly: "It depends on whether you have this ability." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he shot out like thunder, and the soles of his feet stepped on the ground, and he kicked a small pit directly on the deck of the ship, which was several inches thick and had been cast with copper oil.

Lan Ning sneered, waved his robe, put his hands behind his back, and shook Xue Ding head-on.

He actually used his body directly to receive Schröding's punch.

Immediately, there was a tsunami-like cheer on the banks of the Baishui River, as if Lanning had won.

Xue Ding ignored all this, and in the blink of an eye, his fist was about to land on Lan Ning's chest.

Lan Ning let out a low snort, and Xue Ding only felt a strong force blocking his fist.

He exerted his strength in the second stage, shattering the momentum, but after that, the second resistance also came as scheduled.

He struck three times in a row, broke his fist three times, and finally landed on Lan Ning's chest, and the strength of his punch was less than half of what he punched.

Lan Ning punched right in the chest, not even taking a step back.

A cold color flashed in Xue Ding's eyes, and his other fist was thrown out without hesitation.

Lan Ning's right arm was thrown out abruptly, and he resisted Xue Ding's punch with his elbow.

This blow Lan Ning's body leaned back slightly, and Xue Ding was shocked back a full five steps.

"Are you sure you don't draw the knife?" Lan Ning sneered, "If you don't use the knife, I'm afraid you won't have a chance to fight again." ”

Schröding moved his wrist slightly: "Try again." ”

This time, he chose to jump up and attack, right up and down.

"I don't have that much patience, if you don't go under the knife, then die. Lan Ning's eyes showed twelve points of killing intent, and his robe suddenly bulged, and he saw him put on a simple fist fight, and his hands were towards making a cupola hammer.

This kind of martial art, even if it is a cute student who has just started to practice martial arts, can use it, but in Lan Ning's hands, it actually shows a bit of the taste of pulling out the mountains.

Xue Ding twisted in the air, and without saying a word, he slammed his whip leg from top to bottom, and smashed it down at Lanning Tianlinggai.

Lan Ning's fists blasted out at the right time, and once again took Xue Ding's whip leg head-on.

After two rounds of testing, Schrettin had already roughly seen the gap between himself and Lan Ning.

When the two stood on either side of the ring again, Schröding decided to make a formal move.

The Overlord Sword in the center of the deck suddenly began to buzz and tremble, and Schröding shook his head, not summoning back the divine soldier.

It's not time yet, and if you don't get out of the sword, you will have to kill with one blow.

Although he did not use the divine weapons, Xue Ding himself no longer kept his hands.

The already burly figure skyrocketed again in an instant, and the chest, shoulders, arms, and fists all began to increase as if they were inflated.

It's just a few blinks of an eye, and Schröding seems to have completely changed as a person.

Lan Ning raised his head slightly, Xue Ding was originally about the same height as him, but now he was a head taller than him: "Hundred refining martial arts, it's a bit interesting, I didn't expect you to be able to walk the martial arts path so pure." ”

Xue Ding clenched his fists, the green tendons on his arms bulged like dragons, and between his breaths, there were two white air currents running back and forth under his nose.

Especially those eyes, the crimson that had been hidden under the eyes before was completely released at this moment.

Schröding's voice also became extremely rough at this time: "Come to war!"