The eye is full of golden light.

Before Zheng Sleeve arrived, everyone was full of questions and speculation.

But now all have been answered.

Zheng Sleeve was not wearing the luxurious scale robe he wore when he first arrived in Changling.

She was wearing a golden phoenix robe.

It is difficult to describe the material and gold of this phoenix robe in precise words.

The first impression of this phoenix robe is that it is woven with many kinds of golden silk threads.

Even ordinary people, not practitioners, have this first feeling.

Because the layers of gold are very rich, the threads are intertwined layer by layer, intertwined into patterns and runes that are beyond human imagination.

However, how can there be so many golden threads in the world that are purer than pure gold?

The dazzling golden light is not limited to the materials themselves.

The unique interweaving of vitality forces gives this golden luster a taste of holiness.

In the early years, when Zheng Sleeve arrived, the extremely luxurious scale robe was beautiful, but it could not be compared with this phoenix robe in terms of value itself, craftsmanship, and shocking people's hearts.

When the golden brilliance spread softly on the surface of the water, so that the water of the Wei River was dyed into golden juice, the Qin people who had woken up from the shock noticed Zheng Sleeve's face.

There was a faint glow on her face, like a hazy starlight.

But what made many people who had seen her face before sure was that she looked younger than in previous years, and there was no difference even from when she first entered Changling.

Great shock suddenly welled up in the depths of Yuan Wu's eyes, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes deepened by a few points.

On the innermost water surface of the port, there was an abandoned ironclad ship, and in the lookout cabin of this ironclad ship, Xu Fu looked at Zheng Sleeve, who was full of brilliance at this time, and looked at Yuan Wu's back, his eyes were full of sentimentality.

Xu Fu is already dying, and his injuries have not fully recovered, and he looks even older.

He was one of the oldest cultivators in the whole world, and he had seen too many people and too many excellent geniuses.

Among all these geniuses, Yuan Wu and Zheng Sleeve are undoubtedly the top among them.

These two people seemed to him to be a good match.

If these two people can work together, in his opinion, there is no one in the world who is the opponent of this couple.

However, he couldn't understand Yuan Wu and Zheng Sleeve's thoughts.

It seems that from the very beginning, the meaning of the existence of these two people was to hurt and destroy each other.

Why is that?

The current Zheng sleeves are gorgeous and matchless, but they can't hide the dead air, and the current Yuanwu, no matter how powerful he is, is starting to grow old.

......

The silent crowd suddenly let out another exclamation, and everyone took a few steps back.

Because at this time, Zheng sleeve moved.

A majestic aura slowly emanated from her body, making her figure appear tall in an instant.

Although it was daylight, there were wisps of starlight visible to the naked eye, falling from the void and shining on the ship.

She stood on the boat, herself was higher than Yuan Wu's position, and now her breath was bulging, and she looked even more condescending.

Yuan Wu's brow furrowed imperceptibly.

He doesn't like to be looked at like this.

Especially after he became the first cultivator in this world to advance to the Eight Realms, he didn't like anyone to dare to do this in front of him.

He controlled his vitality fluctuations.

Then he looked at Zheng Sleeve and spoke.

His expression was very indifferent, with some self-deprecation and sarcasm, "It's a matter between husband and wife, why is it like this?"

The phrase is simple.

But the word husband and wife is very intriguing.

No matter why Zheng Sleeve is forced to fight, the two are husband and wife after all.

There are some rules that should be followed by husband and wife, or there may be more meanings.

"Do you want me to speak?"

However, hearing this, Zheng Sleeve just looked at Yuan Wu indifferently, with a heart-palpitating mockery: "You really want people to listen to me?"

Yuan Wu's heart was suddenly awe-inspiring, and his eyes were cold.

A chilling sword intent formed in front of him, formless and substantial, but everyone clearly felt it, and it was across his chest.

There was a breeze blowing in the air.

The sky above slowly brightened, and a holy light began to dispel the starlight that fell from the clouds.

The sword crosses the chest, which represents the battle and the beginning.

If you are too disappointed and resentful to the extreme, you will not be able to regain resentment.

But this is the result that Zheng Sleeve wants to see.

Yuan Wu was afraid.

He was afraid that she would spit out some secrets.

If there is fear, the sword intent will naturally be affected.

Without the slightest hesitation, she shot directly.

The countless people and cultivators present did not expect that the duel between Yuan Wu and Zheng Sleeve would be able to start so directly.

Just as they didn't expect Zheng Sleeve to make a move at the beginning.

A colorful talisman flew out of Zheng Sleeve's golden robe.

The scales on this talisman shimmered, and each different color seemed to be a different scale.

The complete picture of this sigil only exists for a moment.

There was a loud bang.

The surface of the Wei River suddenly pressed down a foot.

Countless streams of green water burst out from within this talisman, and each scale of different color turned into a different terrifying killing intent, but it was intertwined at an even more terrifying speed.

It's like a huge net, pushed by thousands of acres of spring water, falling towards Yuanwu.

Zheng sleeve is behind the clear water.

The fluctuations in her body's vitality were still calm.

All the energy that gushed out came from the talisman itself.

Yuan Wu took a deep breath.

It was hard for him to imagine any talisman in the world that could possess such power, and there was no need to consume the talisman itself.

But there was no hesitation in his movements.

He was unusually simple, just letting the holy rays that he had perceived and fluttered between heaven and earth fall.

Countless faint and holy rays of light suddenly condensed.

In everyone's astonished gaze, it turned into a huge lightsaber, this sword appeared to be bigger than the ship under Zheng Sleeve, and it easily cut through the blue water and the giant net just by falling.

Zheng sleeve did not move.

Yuan Wu didn't expect it either.

The moment the huge lightsaber cut through the blue water and the giant net, whether it was the separated blue water or the shattered giant net, all of them exploded more violently, like a burst of fire, turning into thousands of thunder and fire!

The black and red thunder and fire danced wildly, covering the world in front of Yuan Wu's eyes!

Yuan Wu's breathing paused slightly, and the chill in his body was chilling.

Instead, these thunderbolts devoured part of his power, turning his vitality into it.

However, the biggest threat to him now is not the power of this talisman, but the killing intent of Zheng Sleeve contained in it.

Zheng Sleeve has already made a move.

It's just that he can't sense her sword at this time.

Her sword was hidden in the midst of thousands of thunders and fires.

Yuan Wu stretched out his hand.

A bright yellow sword light officially appeared in his hand.

The sword was not handed out in his hand, but in the palm of his hand, it vibrated with a terrifying frequency!