On the fighting field, in front of the Shangqing Palace, half an hour after Zhang Shouyi arrived in time, this place has changed its appearance.

The crowd was driven to a distant place to eat melons and watch, to prevent it from being affected because the killing range of the two innate battles was too large, and all the excess things on the stage were also cleared, leaving only Zhang Shouyi and Zhang Yuanshu standing, and the whole seemed empty.

Daylight sets.

"I am the orthodox Heavenly Master!" Before the fight began, Zhang Yuanshu first roared, trying to use these words to increase his confidence.

Zhang Shouyi looked at him coldly, and he didn't even bother to make a shameful expression, "Look at your own appearance, and dare to call yourself orthodox?"

He pointed to the Shangqing Palace in front of him and shouted loudly: "In front of my Zhengyi Ancestral Court, the statues of several ancestors, you say that sentence again?!"

"Zhang Yuanshu, do you really think that we don't know about the secret dealings between Ryukyu and the Stars and Stripes!"

"You dare to say that the people who attacked me last night, you don't know?"

"Huh!"

When everyone heard Zhang Shouyi say this, they immediately gasped in unison--is there a secret in the feeling that this duel is late? It sounds like it has something to do with the group of people on Ryukyu Island?

Zhang Yuanshu's face changed suddenly when he said it, blue and white, but in the end, the dead duck had a hard mouth, waved his sleeves, and changed the topic, "It's useless to talk more, let's use our strength to compete!"

"Zhang Shouyi, I will kill you, the usurper of the throne, here today, to pave the way for me to enter the Heavenly Master's Mansion!"

After finishing his cruel words, he directly took out a piece of talisman paper, clasped his hands in it, and recited the magic formula.

"Edict!"

With a single exhalation, Huang Fu turned into a golden sword and rushed straight towards Zhang Shouyi, with boundless killing aura, he was about to take his head.

Zhang Shouyi was impartial, stepping out of Tiangang's steps with both feet, and also pinched out the magic trick with one hand and cast the spell.

The spiritual power surged along with the spell, and when it fell in front of Zhang Shouyi, it turned into an invisible high wall, blocking the imposing golden sword.

The sound of the collision of gold and stone sounded, clicking, and the listeners grinned and felt numb in their hearts.

Zhang Yuanshu couldn't hit it with a blow, shook his sleeves again, and dropped three black copper long needles, raised them high, and killed Zhang Shouyi with a streamer.

The three needles hit the same place on the protective shield one after another, and they shattered it twice, stabbing Zhang Shouyi's heart, eyes and dantian in three places.

If he is hit by any of these places, Zhang Shouyi will definitely end up on the street!

I saw that his face sank like water, and he raised his hand to remove the belt of his trousers tied to his body.

But Zhang Shouyi didn't want to take the opportunity to play hooligan in front of the audience, but shook his hands, twisted his belt into a rope, chanted a spell in his mouth, and hit the three long needles that flew in.

With a few snaps, the long needle fell in response, and stopped Zhang Yuanshu's attack.

With another flick of the belt in his hand, Zhang Yuanshu's side suddenly exploded with thunder, blowing the other party to the ground, and his face was disgraced.

The audience burst into laughter.

"Bastard!" Zhang Yuanshu stood up indignantly, looking at Zhang Shouyi with fire in his eyes.

From the people in the Ryukyus, there was also a voice secretly coming over, expressing dissatisfaction with Zhang Yuanshu's performance, "Fight quickly, Zhang Shou is injured on his body, kill him directly!"

So Zhang Yuanshu didn't care about any miscellaneous things, he stomped his feet ruthlessly, pinched out the magic trick with both hands, and hit the eyebrows and shoulders a few times, and the spiritual power around his body surged, and a black pill flew out of his sleeve and was swallowed by Zhang Yuanshu into his abdomen.

His body swelled suddenly, as if possessed by gods and demons, and he opened his clothes and transformed into Ultraman.

Zhang Yuanshu's breath changed, from a clear spirit to a turbidity, and his strength instantly increased several times, and then cast a spell, and the power was as powerful as a cannon.

Zhang Shouyi tried to block the counterattack, but he was injured when he was fighting against the blood corpse, and on the way back, he was blocked by the people of the Stars and Stripes country, and he barely rushed back after running all night, basically he never rested, it was already good to be able to fight Zhang Yuanshu for a few rounds in front, how can he have spare strength now?

After a few confrontations, Zhang Shou's wrist was numb, so that half of the spell was interrupted by Zhang Yuanshu, and he could only flee in embarrassment.

And Zhang Yuanshu was in hot pursuit, jumping to a height of two meters and five meters and running on the ground, and he could stomp out a shoe print.

"What kind of spell is this?!" The Old Heavenly Master waited for the old man of Longhu Mountain to stand up, his face turned cold, "My Heavenly Master Dao still has this kind of inheritance?"

A trace of panic flashed in the eyes of the Celestial Master of the Ryukyus, but he still stubbornly kept his mouth, "This is naturally what we brought overseas back then...... How can you slumbers know?"

In fact, if you want to say that Zhang Yuanshu is making this thing now, he doesn't know.

It is estimated that it was given by the father of the Stars and Stripes.

In the audience, Yang Xi, who was sitting idly in a chair, also straightened up, looked at Zhang Yuanshu, who was chasing his opponent wildly in the field, with a serious face, and muttered, "Druid Sect?

Zhang Yuanshu, a disciple of the Heavenly Master Dao, how could he hook up with the druids and the Northland barbarians?

In other words, when did the Stars and Stripes country, which helped behind the Ryukyus, become related to these two goods?

He was still thinking about doubts, but Zhang Shouyi was gradually forced into a corner.

During several competitions, he also seized the opportunity to fly his sword and cut off Zhang Yuanshu's right heel, the other party was lame and bleeding, but he still chased after him.

But since it is no longer convenient to act, he has to use a spell to take Zhang Shouyi's life, just like the person behind him secretly said, a quick battle, and a change will happen later.

Zhang Yuanshu took off the magic robe he was wearing, bit the middle fingers of both hands, and drew blood on the left and right bows.

The melon-eating crowd who had been stunned for a long time was pulled back to their senses by his hand, and they had a little question about the spell of the Heavenly Master Dao in their hearts - why did this pair of relatives fight with each other, either taking off their belts or taking off their clothes?

It's really a goblin fight.

Zhang Yuan's hands were fast, and he had completed his work in an instant, and the magic robe automatically flew up, revealing the appearance of the interior.

The bright red rune was the backbone of it, but before Zhang Yuanshu drew it into the blood rune, other runes had already been densely packed on it.

The yellow background of the vestment makes the black letters on it dazzling.

"Ecstasy, you want to kill someone?!" The old heavenly master recognized the meaning of the talisman drawn by Zhang Yuanshu, and saw that Zhang Shouyi's spiritual power was exhausted, and he was weakly supporting the wall to gasp, and immediately jumped in a hurry.

Zhang Yuanshu laughed wildly, "Zhang Shouyi, today is your death!"

If you want to say that he has any deep hatred with Zhang Shouyi, it must be impossible.

One of them is in the Ryukyus and the other is in the mainland, and there is no way to produce quantum entanglement.

It's just that Zhang Shouyi, as the most outstanding disciple of Longhu Mountain's generation, Zhang Yuanshu has long heard of it, and even because he is about the same age, he will be compared by his elders. But his talent is really not as good as the other party, and after being able to cultivate immortals, his progress is not great, and he is not lightly bullied by the people around him......

Adding up the two by two, there are naturally a lot of complaints.

When Yangping Zhidu Gongyin showed his power and arched him to the congenital, it immediately distorted Zhang Yuanshu's unhealthy psychology, and his eyes were full of replacing Zhang Shouyi, a proud son of heaven, marrying Bai Fumei, and walking to the pinnacle of life.

In fact, Zhang Yuanshu himself also knows that his cultivation is only due to external factors, and in terms of ability, Zhang Shouyi is far stronger than him.

That's why Zhang Shouyi must die!

"Go!"

The magic robe flew high, and it was about to cover Zhang Shouyi, who was locked.

If this method is in the middle, Zhang Shouyi can't do it if he leaves a little obsession and becomes a "ghost", and he is definitely dead and there is not even scum left.

"Yang ......" The old heavenly master clenched his fists in fright, if it weren't for the remnants of reason to stop him, he was afraid that he would call out Yang Xi's name directly.

Do it!

Didn't you say you were going to help cheat!

"Bite the tip of your tongue!

On the field, Zhang Shouyi was sweating coldly and breathing heavily, when he suddenly heard a voice in his ears.

He was at the end of his rope at this point, and he had no other way, and his instincts told him that this should not hurt him.

So Zhang Shouyi could only move according to his words, and pressed a few front teeth up and down hard, and bit out a big hole in his tongue, and the smell of rust immediately filled the entire mouth.

"Poof!"

Zhang Shou spit out one mouth at a time, used the last bit of spiritual power in his body, and casually used a small spell...... Anyway, in his current state, he can't use it if he wants to.

At the same time, Yang Xi pushed the water cup in front of him and slammed it upside down on the table, and the tea suddenly wet his entire palm.

The bottom of the cup was tightly pressed against his palm, Yang Xi's eyebrows were lowered, and the appearance of the thunder talisman that existed in the depths of his consciousness faintly appeared in his eyes.

A ray of thunder flew out of his dim sea of consciousness, opening up the world.

The blood on the tip of Zhang Shouyi's tongue fell on the magic robe that was about to envelop him, and every drop burned on the magic robe.

It was a clear sky, but everyone didn't know where a thunder sounded in their ears.

"Where did Thunder come from!"

Zhang Yuanshu also jumped up with the thunder, "Where did you come from-"

Before he could finish his sentence, the caster's robe exploded, scattering fragments like snowflakes in the air.

Under the backlash of the spell, the eight veins of the strange meridians around Zhang Yuanshu's body also burst blood vessels, and a large amount of blood gushed out.

"Hmm!"

Zhang Yuanshu twitched a few times, his eyes fell to the ground in a daze, splashing dust, his swollen body returned to its original state, his skin was cracked, and he became a person who was covered with blood.

Did he lose?

Zhang Yuanshu lost.

Seeing this, Andre on the field sighed slightly in his heart, knowing what the ancient Chinese saying "mud can't support the wall" means.

He quietly squeezed out of the crowd and was about to leave.

"Keep up!" The Special Security Bureau personnel who had been staring at him also moved, and the two sides disappeared into the crowd of people in a short time.

In the audience, Yang Xi took a napkin and carefully wiped his hands wet with tea.

Tut.

It's really troublesome, all the bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods have come out.