Guan Yingwu saw that Ji Chengche was eager to try to fight alone with the difficult real person, and hurriedly persuaded: "Your Highness, no!"

Although he was also a defeated subordinate of Ji Chengqing, he is still more optimistic about the real person in comparison.

In any case, this person can be among the twenty-eight famous Pleiades, and with more than 40 years of exquisite cultivation in his body, no matter how talented Ji Chengche is, he can't erase the age gap between the two sides.

Ji Chengche said disapprovingly when he heard this: "Don't worry, I will spare his life." ”

Du Nanzhen laughed angrily and said: "Evil obstacles, don't be ashamed!"

Ji Chengche ignored him, turned around and asked Wang Roudao, "Which part of his body do you think he hates the most?"

Wang Rou's cold gaze glanced at the real person, and replied, "I hate it." ”

Ji Cheng's face was bitter and said, "No, then don't you have to dismantle him?"

Wang Rou thought for a while and said, "Master, are your teeth good?"

Ji Chengche smiled: "Okay, then pull them all out, and see how he bites around again?"

Du Nan Zhenren clearly knew that Ji Chengche was deliberately provoking him, so that his state of mind would be damaged by his floating cultivation, but this sounded too annoying, and he couldn't help but smoke and said: "Why don't you say more, you and I see the truth in our hands!"

In the battle of sealing demons more than 20 years ago, he witnessed countless fellow disciples fall under the swords of the demon powerhouses, and like the Sanmao Dao people, they have an unforgettable hatred and hatred for the demons, and it is by no means diluted by the passage of time.

"Woo-" The light of Du Nanzhen's right fist skyrocketed like a tide, and he actually exerted ten success powers, determined to let this arrogant demon boy learn a lesson, so that he would know that even if he was backed by such a towering tree as Ji Tianquan, if he provoked the Heavenly Dao Sect, it would be difficult to escape!

Ji Cheng expected the enemy to be the first, and with a wave of his fist, his fingertips were full of brilliance, and thousands of flame seedlings overflowed, gathering into hundreds of fire dragons in front of him, flying all over the sky, dazzling and dazzling, like a surging river, and crushing the past with the momentum of overwhelming mountains and seas.

"Hundred Dragons Mantra?!" Du Nan Zhenren sighed in a low voice, he had already received the news and knew that Ji Chengche was an immortal genius who was rare to meet in a hundred years and cultivated both spiritual and martial arts, otherwise Du Er Zhenren would not have been defeated at the hands of this young man,

Despite this, seeing that Ji Chengche released a hundred fire dragons without much effort, he couldn't help but be amazed.

At a young age, he is as burdened as Xu Xiuwei, and looking at the young generation of geniuses of the Heavenly Taoist Sect, only Qing Tianzhao, the descendant disciple of Tianmiao Zhenren, may be able to outperform.

"Boom!" The Red Thunder God Fist exploded in the air, rolling like a flower, rushing and scattering in all directions.

Everyone's eyes were pierced by the strong light and couldn't open them, only to feel that a violent wind wrapped in the two heavens of ice and fire was surging towards them, and their bodies involuntarily flew backwards, such as Ao Jiao and Dou Hu, who were slightly weaker, were even more unbearable.

In the depths of the turbulent light, Ji Chengche and Du Nan Zhenren shouted and fought, and they didn't know how many faces they had fought in the snap of their fingers, and they were actually evenly matched!

Gradually, the light faded, and everyone regained their standing more than ten zhang away, and they were surprised to see that Du Nanzhen's real body was surrounded by Ji Chengche and continued to attack, with one punch and one palm, the momentum was like thunder, and it really had the power of breaking clouds and cracking stones.

Dou Leopard couldn't help but take a deep breath and exclaimed: "Woohoo, Your Highness is in danger!"

He thought that he had been hidden in the court for more than ten years, and he devoted himself to cultivating every day to integrate a hand of cursive into the finishing touch. But it is difficult to see that the real person has unparalleled fists, and if he is replaced to deal with it, he is afraid that he will be worried about his life if he can't take three or five moves, and Fang Shi understands that he almost became a frog at the bottom of the well.

Ma Pole chirped: "Crow's mouth!"

She was also nervous in her heart, lest Ji Chengqing would be injured by the Red Thunder God Fist of the real person if she was careless.

But in the blink of an eye, more than 20 rounds passed, and everyone couldn't help but be surprised and victorious, only to see that although Ji Chengqing passively fell into the downwind, his offense and defense were as steady as a rock, and he let the Red Thunder God Fist continue to impact like a stormy wave, and he was always safe and sound.

"Pulling the mountain", "folding willow", "Zhenhai style", "Huansha type"...... The twelve-style heavenly demon transformation is free and wonderful, and then supplemented by witch spells, the wind and clouds are surging, and the brilliance is not brilliant.

Where could they guess that this was Ji Chengche using the real person as a whetstone, polishing and cultivating his own twelve changes of the Heavenly Demon. The stronger the opponent, the more wonderful the twelve types of demon attack mastery were also stimulated one by one. Many of the changes that Ji Chengche couldn't realize when he cultivated alone, but he made it a matter of course in actual combat.

Since this is the case, Ji Chengche is also happy to let Du Nanzhen be a sparring partner for a while, if it weren't for the other party's cultivation to really strengthen himself, he wouldn't even want to use witch spells.

The two fought fiercely for more than 60 rounds, and the people on the official road gathered more and more, and many soldiers who defended the city also gathered on the tower of Lieyan Pass in the distance.

Everyone was surprised to see that the real person of Du Nan actually fought with a fifteen or sixteen-year-old demon boy. When it was discovered that the twenty-eight famous stars had been fighting for so long, but they still couldn't help Ji Chengqing, this surprise suddenly turned into shock, and they whispered about the origin of the young man.

Ao Jiao couldn't help but widen her eyes, if she was a little unconvinced by Ji Chengche before, she was already convinced at this moment. Seeing that this demon boy was one or two years younger than herself, but her martial arts attainments were beyond her reach, she couldn't help but arouse her competitive heart, and vowed to practice diligently in the future, and never let His Highness look down on him.

Hearing these comments and exclamations in his ears, he couldn't help but feel a flash of heat on his face.

He intercepted Ji Chengche as an elder-level figure of the Heavenly Dao Sect, and he was already suspected of bullying the small. Now that the two sides have fought sixty or seventy faces, it is still difficult to distinguish, but where to put this old face that taught me?

Even if he wins this battle, not only will he lose his glory, but he will make half of his reputation go down the drain and become a laughing stock for others to ridicule. Thinking of this, Du Nanzhen became more and more annoyed with Ji Chengqing, and shouted: "Evil obstacles, you still don't admit your guilt!"

"Hmm-" His face flashed red, and he suddenly urged the light of Zhenyuan's double fists to soar like a fire burning the sky, and each punch shook the ground and shook unstoppable.

Ji Chengche connected the three fists, and his chest was so shocked that his blood was bulging, and he had to admire the skill of this Taoist priest, which was pure and vigorous, and it was by no means comparable to ordinary Yuan Realm powerhouses.

Previously, he was still able to deal with it with the heart of the holy dragon, but once it was difficult for the real person to spell out the true fire, he did not hesitate to use the true element, and the gap in skill was immediately revealed.

But how can he be a bully? "Bang" followed another punch, his body flew backwards, and he roared loudly: "Wangwang, look at me knocking out this old man's mouth full of molars!"

Wang Rou was outside the circle, and when she heard Ji Chengche suddenly calling her name in front of so many people, she couldn't help but be stunned, and a trace of shame arose inexplicably in her heart-

"Wangwang" is the girl's maiden name, he can figure it out, it's hard to hear!

"Boom-" Above the clouds, the dragon roared like thunder, and a frost dragon more than thirty feet long galloped forward, and the huge projection was projected on the earth, like a dark cloud covering the top of the people's hearts.

Du Nan Zhenren was about to take advantage of the momentum to pursue, and when he saw the Xuanshuang in the sky, he couldn't help but change color and said, "Xuanshuang Dragon!"

Even the dignified Heavenly Taoist Sect's twenty-eight stars, Du Nanzhen, was also stunned, not to mention others.

All the spectators present were stunned, staring at the majestic Frost Dragon, their faces like earth, their legs trembling.

The Han soldiers watching the battle from the top of the city tower will be like a great enemy, and they will be busy setting up strong crossbows and aiming them at the sky, so as to prevent the dragon from attacking the city in a frenzy.

It's not that they haven't seen dragons before, but compared to the Xuanhuang dragon in front of them, the black water dragon controlled by the Great Han Dragoon is simply a small loach raised in a pond, and it is not at the same level at all.

In the blink of an eye, the Frost Dragon flew towards the Burning Rock Pass, opening its mouth and spitting out a cloud of black dragon breath.

"Woo-" The dragon's breath in mid-air quickly condensed and forged into a giant ice spear more than ten zhang long, tearing through the air with lightning speed, sending out a rumbling roar and shooting directly at a real person.

The real person looked solemn, shouted, drew his sword, and used Xuan Gong to slash at the ice spear.

"Keng!" the tip of the ice spear cracked several cracks, slightly off the track, and swept past the side of the real person, piercing into the ground and bursting into a cloud of black ice mist.

The real body of Du Nan staggered, and he felt that his right hand holding the sword was almost numb, and even the blood was about to condense, and he secretly said in shock: "It's not good, this Xuanjing Dragon's bloodline is pure, it's not easy to deal with!"

In a flash, Ji Chengche stepped forward, and with a punch, he was fierce and powerful, and smashed into the door of the real person. He didn't feel the slightest discomfort with the cold mist, but felt very comfortable with the cold and refreshing.

At the same time, Xuanshuang struck from above, and the divine dragon probe claws flew into the top of the real person's head.

Du Nan Zhenren swung his sword and slashed at the Xuanshuang Dragon Claw, and his left fist slammed into Ji Chengqing with an attack.

Unexpectedly, Ji Cheng shook clearly, and the iron fist that was still fierce and violent a moment ago suddenly turned into a finger wrapping soft, and the five fingers swept the Red Thunder God Fist that was difficult to open with the strength of the force, followed by rubbing his body and bullying the poor dagger, and raised his left palm to beat the lightning and slapped down his cheek.

"Keng!" At this moment, Xuanshuang's dragon claws and fairy sword shook hard, and the shock was so hard that the real person's figure was too stagnant to dodge, and Ji's clear slap was firmly pumped on his cheek.

"Smack!" A crisp slap sounded, and the real person "poofed" and spit out half of the molars!

Ji Cheng is so clear that he is unforgiving, and with the help of Xuan Shuang, his palms are flowing and he never leaves the face of the real person, and it seems that he will never rest until he knocks out all his teeth.

The real person was angry and ashamed, and his moves couldn't help but become more and more scattered, and suddenly the situation reversed, and he only had the power to parry.

Everyone was stunned and forgot to applaud, only Ao Jianghai was full of energy and shouted: "Good fight!"

At this moment, a group of people galloped in the direction of Lieyan Pass, and the leader shouted from afar: "Whoever dares to commit murder and hurt people in broad daylight, don't stop quickly!"

Hearing that person's shout, Ji Cheng's sword eyebrows raised without saying a word, and his palm fell with a crisp "snap", and he slapped the right cheek of the real person!

The real person was furious, screamed and fell to death.

Seeing this, the visitor burst into flames and said, "Little devil cub, you are so bold! Come, shoot him to death with random arrows!"