The sun rises in the east, climbing three poles.

The wind has stopped, and the lake has become very quiet, but it is so quiet that the surrounding people panic, and when they look forward to it, it brings an indescribable sense of oppression, even if they can't be restless, but even if something happens casually, it seems to be much better than what they feel now.

The time is close to noon, the scorching sun is shining, and the water vapor rising from the lake is exposed to high temperatures, so that the onlookers have a feeling of sauna, many people must use true qi to remove moisture in order to maintain the image, otherwise not to mention clothes, hair is wet soup chicken, how can there be any image at all?

For a while, the water vapor was even more steaming.

Such a move made countless people finally breathe a sigh of relief, but even if they had time to move their hands and feet, they all began to be curious: "Why haven't you come yet?"

"It's not going to come, is it?"

"I see, it may not be coming!"

"It's a pity, it's been a long time since it's been so lively, and in the end it's empty?"

"Don't worry, isn't the time coming yet, maybe a miracle will happen?"

The onlookers were waiting for a miracle, and the people guarding the intersection even had expectations, only Yang Zhujun sneered proudly on his face, "Duan Qing! You lost! Even if I couldn't kill you today, from now on, no matter what you do, you can't erase the fact that you were trampled under my feet, I ......"

"Hey——!"

Suddenly, there was an exclamation, and all the eyes of the people who were looking forward to it were suddenly attracted to it, and they saw a person watching the excitement on the stone platform on the shore, and somehow, suddenly fell headlong and fell into the lake.

"Oh my God! isn't this a heat stroke, is it?"

"Nonsense, which one of you here is not a monk above the age of the first child? Monk suffering from heat stroke, is there a colder joke than this?"

"Then what is he ......?"

Just when everyone was shocked, seeing that this person was about to fall into the water, the figure actually drew a very powerful arc, and suddenly flew in the direction of the ring, and in mid-air, the cloak on his body suddenly exploded, revealing the face of the deity.

"Duan Qing, he turned out to be Duan Qing?"

"This guy is so well hidden, I drank with him last night, when did he enter the Imperial City?"

"It's not like the portrait at all, isn't it?" someone took out a portrait that he bought in a sect that specialized in buying and selling information, and by comparison, he found that the similarity between the two was only that they were both men, and if there was a slight resemblance in appearance, it would probably not be mistaken.

"So he probably came early, the ...... guarding the pass outside the city."

The question raised by this person was also the doubt in Yang Zhujun's heart, he really didn't expect that Duan Qing would swagger into the Imperial City in advance, and he couldn't help but be afraid in his heart, a layer of white sweat instantly wet his shirt, because Yang Zhujun still knew Duan Qing better, and his assassination methods and conspiracies were always unguardable!

"Are you finally willing to show up?" Yang Zhujun recovered for a moment and spoke proudly.

Duan Qing said quietly: "It's cool to see you standing here, so I'll look at it for a while." ”

The corners of Yang Zhujun's mouth twitched suddenly, and he said in his heart, What is this called? After doing it for a long time, he used Lao Tzu as a play?

"Don't talk nonsense, if you have any ability, take it out quickly, otherwise, don't blame me for not giving you a chance!" Yang Zhujun waved his hand angrily, but then his heart was for a while, and he secretly said to himself, what is wrong? No matter how calmly he can deal with himself at all times, how can he be provoked by his anger in a few words? This is not good, it is too bad to lose his identity!

"You're welcome to me, I'll use this. Duan Qing took out his weapon and said lightly.

"What......'s that? Steel Sword?"

"Yes, you read that right, it is indeed a steel sword, if I am not mistaken, that steel sword is worth at least three top-grade spirit stones, right?"

"Wow!

The expressions on the faces of the people around them were very rich, originally they thought that the battle between these two people, not to mention the magic weapons flying all over the sky and the burning of spells in bundles, at least they had to take out similar magic weapons, which could bring out their identities, a steel sword, what was going on?

"Since you use a sword, I will not bully you, I will also use a sword. Yang Zhujun raised his eyebrows, and took out a sword casually, but it was all red, as if it was emitting flames all the time.

"That's the Huoyun Dao Sword, my God, I finally saw Huoyun Gongzi's natal magic weapon!"

"The value of this Fire Cloud Dao Sword, no, it has no value at all, it can only be described as priceless and market......able!

"Don't be surprised, this is the lowest-level magic weapon on Huoyun Gongzi's body, after all, he was assessed when he was eight years old, and now, twenty years have passed. ”

"Well, yes......" Everyone felt that it made sense, but they forgot that no matter when they got the magic weapon, the grade was still there.

"However, Huoyun Gongzi is already the sixth level of the Yuan Infant Stage, and that Duan Qing, don't look at his body as a blank piece of paper, he has no talent, but he has also reached the fifth level of the Yuan Infant Stage in a short period of time, who loses and who wins, I think it's really not necessarily!" a middle-aged man said.

An old man next to him nodded and said: "The strength is similar, and they are all young people, they will take the lead in testing each other, and if they want to distinguish the winner from the loser, it will probably be after three hundred moves, do you believe it or not?"

Many people were attracted by his words, it's okay not to look at it, but when he saw that his neck suddenly shrank, this old man is not simple, he is one of the great protectors of the Flying Sword Gate, and his cultivation has reached the first level of the god refining period, in the here and now, his words are authority!

"The words of the Phantom Sea Daoist are naturally very reasonable, how can we juniors not believe in the truth? If you old man wants to eat and drink, as long as you sit in the restaurant, who dares to be disrespectful? You don't want to harm our juniors' money like this!"

"Yes, Dao Chief, don't bring such a ......"

Although this is not very good, it is very appetizing to the Phantom Sea Daoist, he is a good drinker, and the pertinence of their words also makes the old Phantom Sea's beard tremble.

Everyone was about to comment on something more, when a whistling sound suddenly sounded in the sky, as if there was some kind of existence, desperately tearing the air, extremely harsh, and even many monks who cultivated like the Fifth Rank of the Yuan Infant Stage had to exercise their skills to be able to resist, and they couldn't help but turn their heads in surprise for a while.

At first, nothing could be seen, but it didn't take long for an inverted trumpet-shaped cloud to appear, and everyone knew that someone was flying at a very high speed and crashing through the air to create such a scene.

didn't let everyone wait for a long time, only a moment later, they were already able to see the outline, it could be seen that it was a woman, dressed in black like ink, with long hair but not swinging wildly because of high-speed movement.

"Oh my God! That's the little fairy of the Feiyun Sect!"

"It's so beautiful!"

"But why did she come in such a hurry? Huh? Her sword was unsheathed, could it be some kind of battle?"

"Why can't I see it?"

"Wait, you can see it, but to be honest, this little fairy's name is definitely not false at all, even compared to her master, it is still blue!"

The Illusory Sea Dao Master stroked his beard and spoke: "You all seem to have overlooked a question, that is the little fairy is not fake, but why is she flying at a speed not lower than that of my first refinement period?"

"What?"

Everyone was shocked, how could it be possible?

"Could it be with the help of some kind of magic weapon?" someone asked.

"Are you saying I'm dizzy?" said the Phantom Sea Master was very uninterested in this way of questioning.

"Oh my God! Her sword is gone! That's the Flying Phoenix Sword!"

"Who is the target?"

"It's not that I'm not me, I don't have the slightest feeling of being locked by the gas machine!"

"It's not me either!"

"Who could that be?"

"She seemed desperate to do something or stop something. ”

For a while, everyone was extremely shocked, they didn't understand why the little fairy was still far away, and the Flying Phoenix Sword had already struck......

Suddenly, a terrible exclamation on the big lake suddenly attracted everyone's attention in an instant, only to see that in the ring where a lot of planks were missing, the two were still standing in the distance, Duan Qing held a finger in his hand, motionless, and Yang Zhujun's Huoyun Dao sword was still in his hand, the tip of the sword was slightly raised, and it seemed to make a sword lifting action, but for some reason it didn't continue.

"What happened?"

"I don't know, who shouted that just now? It scared me to death, I thought there was an ogre gnawing at his feet. ”

"But why didn't you move?"

Everyone didn't know why, and they felt inexplicable, but in a place with an excellent location, a small group of young people were extremely pale, they were Yang Zhujun's friends, and the cheering group. Most of their eyes were still focused on the ring, because their cultivation was not as strong as that of the Phantom Sea Dao Master, and they deliberately looked cold so they didn't look over, anyway, they could look at it no matter how close they were.

But at the moment when someone recognized the little fairy, the guy named Duan Qing suddenly shot out a gray light in his hand, Yang Zhujun wanted to block it, but the speed of the gray light was too fast, and it didn't enter in an instant, and then the two sides froze at the same time, but no matter how you look at it, it was Yang Zhujun who suffered a loss.

"It's ...... What?" Yang Zhujun said in surprise.

Duan said lightly: "I picked up the garbage, I'm not sure what it is." ”

"Hehe......" The corners of Yang Zhujun's mouth rose, if it weren't for the blood spilling from the corners of his mouth, his sneer would still be very charming, "With this alone, you want to kill me?"

"It's not over yet. Duan Qing said, the finger changed, Yang Zhujun's body trembled suddenly, only to see a gray light coming out of his body, and with Duan Qing's arm around the complex finger duel, that small gray light actually flew back and forth on Yang Zhujun's body, and the speed was so fast that it almost made up an illusory bird's nest.

Yang Zhujun was dumbfounded, he was even frightened, and he desperately recited the mantra in his heart, causing the treasure light around his body to continue to emanate, becoming more and more intense, but he couldn't stop the weaving of the bird's nest at all......

"It's ...... Trash?" Yang Zhujun was already extremely laborious to speak, but he still maintained his demeanor, but he looked extremely miserable.

"Who knows. Duan Qing said lightly, and immediately, his expression couldn't help but change slightly.

"Buzz ——!"

With a fierce momentum, the Flying Phoenix Sword fell from the sky, and almost everyone found their target, and the doubts in their hearts had been solved.

"Stop a fart, that target is obviously Huoyun Gongzi!"

"Oh my God, what's that gray man?"

"No matter what it is, as long as the Flying Phoenix Sword arrives, Yang Zhujun's life will definitely be lost!"

The Flying Phoenix Sword crossed the sky, crossed the crowd of onlookers, and flew across the lake, as if it was not a fast spin, but it pulled up a palpitating buzzing sound.

But at the moment when the Flying Phoenix Sword was close to the ring, Duan Qing's figure suddenly shot out, and the person was still in mid-air, and a volley kick hit Yang Zhujun's chest.

"Smack!"

With an extremely crisp sound, Yang Zhujun's body turned into a cloud of blood mist under this foot.

Duan Qing's figure flew through this blood mist, and half of his body was blood red.

"Whoosh!"

The Flying Phoenix Sword passed through Duan Qing's back and stabbed into the Great Lake.

In the sky, there was obviously a pause in the beautiful figure, and the delicate and impeccable face seemed to be surprised, as if blaming itself......