"Click!"

"Who!"

"County Lord, it's an old slave. "It was an old slave from the Qinghe County Mansion who spoke, and this county lord was of course Murong Qianqian, the county lord of Qinghe.

The night was not deep, and Murong Qianqian, the lord of Qinghe, wanted to see him for some reason because of the arrival of Chitian and others, but he was hesitant, so he casually found an excuse and went back to his room to rest first.

"Old Ou. The familiar voice outside the door is the housekeeper of the king of Qinghe County, who manages all the affairs of Qinghe County, usually follows Murong Feng's side, and is also a very powerful master.

Murong Qianqian sat elegantly on the edge of the bed, and couldn't help but wonder, "Didn't Lao Ou follow his father to receive guests? ”

When Murong Feng heard the knock on the door, he didn't know that Chitian and the others were outside the door, so in order to ensure safety, he brought Lao Ou who was guarding the side with him.

"Old Uncle Ou, it's so late, did your father call you over?" asked Murong Qianqian.

"Oh! The prince asked me to inform the county lord that he was competing with Chitian in the backyard, and asked the county lord to come and watch. Old Ou said.

"What? Father and the boy are going to have a fight. Murong Qianqian couldn't believe it in her heart, her father was now a powerhouse in the Five Realms of Qi Cultivation, how could he casually compete with a young man!

Murong Qianqian got up from the bed and decided to see what the young man who was constantly praised by his father was. There are always some unconvinced geniuses, Murong Qianqian has just entered the age of fifteen this year, and she is already at the peak of the Qi Gathering Four Realms, and the entire Yanyang Empire can be called a genius, and now Murong Feng praises Chitian's talent as stronger than hers, and she is always a little unconvinced.

The open space in the backyard of the Qinghe County Government ......

Murong Feng and Chitian each stood aside, Murong Feng was half-dragging a halberd in his hand, and the tip of the halberd lightly touched the bluestone bricks on the ground, the halberd was the weapon of Murong Feng's envoy to the battlefield back then, because of it, he crisscrossed the battlefield, killed countless enemies, and established an immortal feat for the empire.

When Chitian was in the heavenly realm, he was used to using spears and swords, and when he fell and reincarnated, his mind was already unclear and he was in a deep coma, so the blood dragon spear didn't know where to fall, and now he could only choose a random one from the arsenal in Qinghe County.

Although the whereabouts of the Blood Dragon Spear are unknown, Chi Tian is sure that he fell from above the Nine Heavens, and the Blood Dragon Spear also fell, but he didn't know where it fell.

However, it can be determined that the Blood Dragon Spear must have fallen to the Immortal and Human Realms, and according to this speculation, there is no need to worry about the Blood Dragon Spear being taken away by others, and with the strength of the cultivators in the Immortal and Human Realms, it is absolutely impossible to subdue the Blood Dragon Lance.

What's more, Chitian is the owner of the Blood Dragon Spear, and now that Chitian is not dead, the blood in the weapon will not disappear.

The two of them looked at each other like this, as if they were both testing each other, they were enthusiastic about Chitian, and they had a posture of having fun in a battle, although Murong Feng paid enough attention to it, but he did not have the mentality of fighting with all his might, because he always believed that no matter how strong Chitian was, it was impossible to be stronger than the Qi Cultivation Realm.

"Haha, little brother Chitian, you have to be careful, the old man is about to make a move. Murong Feng laughed, his face suddenly became serious, and he waved the halberd in his hand and poked forward.

Chitian's belligerent posture erupted suddenly, and he replied, "Although the prince comes, Hugh must hide it, otherwise he will suffer." ”

Chitian responded, kicked the spear on the ground with his right foot, the spear spun around in mid-air lightly, fell and was tightly held in his hand, and suddenly stabbed a shot, and the momentum was also not weak.

"Sonorous"

The spear and the halberd collided in mid-air, making a crisp crashing sound, and as a result, Chitian, who everyone thought should be shaken back, did not move a step, the spear in his hand swayed freely, and quickly retracted, but Murong Feng was shocked by the power brought by Chitian's shot, and he took a few steps back.

"What? That halberd just now exerted the power of the Qi Cultivation Realm, and it was easily dissolved like this, and it shook me back several steps. "Murong Feng was full of disbelief that he could take over the power of his Qi Cultivation Realm, that is to say, this young man's combat power was at least in the Qi Cultivation Realm, or even higher.

As Chitian said, Murong Feng, who only had a tentative mentality, still suffered a loss after all.

"Lord Wang, didn't you say just now that you will suffer if you hide it. Chi Tian suddenly reminded, isn't he just here to test his strength? If he was defeated before he started, then what was the point of competing in martial arts.

"What a great boy, what a demonic talent. Murong Feng admired in his heart, at the age of sixteen, he had the strength of the lowest Qi Cultivation Realm, and he was the absolute first person in the entire Yanyang Empire.

Murong Feng retracted his heart and decided not to keep his hand, the young man in front of him was absolutely demonic, and he must not be compared with an ordinary monk.

"Okay, then you should be careful. ”

After Murong Feng finished speaking, his momentum skyrocketed, and what swept over was the momentum that belonged to the three realms of qi training.

"Wow! The prince is so strong, that young man must not be able to withstand it. Several guards discussed, obviously not optimistic about Chitian.

"Sister Phantom, can my brother withstand it?" asked Chimeng.

The corners of the phantom's mouth slanted upward, and he replied: "This can't stand it, is he still a fire god?" The name of the fire god can spread throughout the Six Realms, but not only by talent, but also by the incomparable combat power of the same level.

"Fire God", Wu Da whispered softly, and the word "Fire God" happened to be heard by him.

"Hehe! It's interesting, but it's still not enough. Chi Tian chuckled and said to Murong Feng.

The spear stabbed out again, and compared to the momentum of the first shot, it also skyrocketed, resisting Murong Feng's halberd style, he only broke out with the strength of the peak of the Nine Realms of Qi Gathering, but he could still easily shake Murong Feng back.

Now he didn't use all his strength, and he happened to be in the realm of Qi training.

"Sonorous!" was another sound of metal colliding, this time colliding, the two seemed to be tied, neither retreating nor advancing.

Murong Feng is also a veteran after all, he seized the opportunity to hit a halberd again, Chitian was not inferior, the spear was recycled, dodged sideways, the clenched hand was released, the spear slid rapidly, just not far from the head of the spear, and suddenly grabbed it, wanting to attack its side waist.

"Sonorous" Murong Feng reacted extremely quickly, and after his momentum skyrocketed again, he easily defused Chitian's shot.

Chitian was not in a hurry, and immediately took a few steps backwards, and the spear also circled around his waist for a few weeks.

The competition has reached a white-hot stage, since Chitian showed no less strength than Murong Feng, although he was frightened, but the blood in his body was like a volcanic eruption, he couldn't stop, as a veteran who had fought for many years, he had been idle for more than ten years, and he was still lonely.

"Drink" Murong Feng's old voice roared, and the halberd was wrapped in a blue gas.

"It's a water property. Chitian saw through it at a glance.

"Come, see if your water is strong, or if my fire is strong. "The two realms of Chitian Qi cultivation are so good that they don't keep it, and the onlookers secretly smack their tongues.

"What? Practicing Qi in the Second Realm, what a demon, there must be a powerful immortal standing behind him. Murong Feng was surprised again, and he was even more sure of the guess in his heart.

The unquenchable fire, the bear burned in the body, and the hot temperature made the onlookers have to retreat.

The two were brewing at the same time.

"Yellow Rank Top-grade Martial Arts: Water Jiao" Murong Feng squatted, a physical Jiao condensed, and hovered over the halberd.

Chitian didn't panic at all, clenched the barrel of the gun, his combat power was not measured by rank.

"The first marksmanship: the gun is like a dragon. "Chitian is low, compared to Murong Feng's dragon, his is a real dragon.

"Come on. ”

The two shot at the same time again, Jiaolong and fire dragon, double dragon danced together, with an explosion, for a while, opened a contest between water and fire, the dazzling firelight, people couldn't help but close their eyes, the momentum emanated, shaking the surrounding air fluctuations.

The smoke cleared, and the figures of the two appeared, and they seemed to have retreated a lot. And Murong Feng retreated further, and the clothes on his body were also burned in a few holes. The bluestone brick in the middle could no longer withstand the pressure, and the crack was blown apart, and a huge hole happened to appear in the field, which was the masterpiece of Chitian and Murong Feng.

Judging from the level of clothing of the two, it is obvious that Murong Feng lost.

Murong Feng gasped, looked at his situation, threw the halberd aside, and was stunned for a while, but still accepted the facts, and said with a smile: "Little brother Chitian, you are really a demon! ”

Chitian shook off his embroidered robe, compared to Murong Feng, the whole person was like no one else, and he hugged his fists and said, "Lord Wang, I have conceded." ”

"How is it possible that my father actually lost? No wonder even my father praised him, it turned out that his talent was really so terrifying. Murong Qianqian, who was hiding behind a big pillar, first shook her head, she couldn't believe it, and then her beautiful eyes exuded brilliance, and after seeing it with her own eyes, she had to believe it. She knew that her father had indeed been defeated.

"yes! My brother won, my brother won. Of course, the red dream on the side kept cheering.

Except for the red dream and the phantom spirit, everyone stared at the red sky with a pair of unbelievable eyes, feeling like they had seen a ghost alive, could this be the legendary demon? Even the prince was not an opponent, and he had followed the king of Qinghe County for so long, how could he not know that it was powerful, but they saw with their own eyes today that the invincible prince was defeated by a young man, how could he accept it all at once.

"This son is already in the second realm of qi cultivation at the age of sixteen, if he is given a few more years to grow, it will not be difficult to surpass the foundation building realm, rather than offend, it is better to befriend. "Murong Feng has already secretly made up his mind, Chitian's talent, if he wants to become a behemoth, it is only a matter of time.