Prosperous!!!

A great earthquake roared.

In the milky white enchantment cast by the black and white elders, it was as if a scorching sun had risen.

so that the monk's eyes could not look directly.

Despite the black and white elders, those monks still retreated some distance from the boss for safety.

They each squinted their eyes and said in their voices:

"Fortunately, the black and white of the Nangong family is here, otherwise we are afraid that we will be affected by the fish pond. ”

"Who won? Can you see that?"

"You open your eyes and try, don't ask such stupid questions. ”

Gathering stars on the side.

Fifth, Mingyue felt that her white and tender pretty face looked a little dry under the strong light.

Obviously, the two elders of black and white could isolate the power of Xu Mu and Nangong Ling within the enchantment, but they couldn't isolate this blazing light.

But none of that mattered, she desperately wanted to open her eyes and see what was going on in the center of the battlefield.

I prayed silently.

"Xu Mu, you must not die!"

Return to the side of the Yuan Sect.

"It's over, the red sword is the best in the spiritual weapons, and even though Senior Brother Xu Mu has the help of that incense burner spiritual weapon, he is definitely not Nangong Ling's opponent. Uncle Shi, if you don't make a move, Senior Brother Xu will really die. Yang Lingzi chattered anxious words in his mouth.

Taking advantage of the gap when the strong light shining from the center of the battle had subsided a little, Yang Lingzi eagerly skimmed his head and squinted his eyes at the location where the blood force was.

But they found nothing.

The blood is gone.

"Old Black, can you hold it?"

"The old man's old bones can still hold it, I'm afraid that your old man Bai can't hold it. ”

"Fart, two dolls fighting, if they can't stop it, we don't want to have a reputation of black and white. ”

The black and white elders secretly autobiography, urging the milky white shield to emit a stronger protective power, blocking the violent spiritual power in the middle.

It wasn't until after the tea that the destructive power dissipated.

His gaze moved to the center of the enchantment held up by the two black and white elders.

The power of the Flowing Blade, the Fire Slash, and the Red Sky consume each other.

The blazing glare finally stopped.

The onlookers immediately opened their eyes and looked at the shattered arena.

I saw Xu Mu and Nangong Ling looking at each other, each standing on one side.

Under the feet of the two, it belonged to the arena paved with black ink stone, which had long been unrecognizable.

In Xu Mu's hand, the remnant blade that rose and burned with purple fire started from the end of the sword and slowly turned into a point of light and disappeared.

The blade remnant blade completed its mission after slashing the Xeon.

His gaze shifted to Xu Mu's body.

The flesh and blood in the chest had been incinerated by the blazing energy.

However, after the high temperature burns, his blood could not flow a little.

Sniffing the tip of his nose, the breath that came from his own flesh and blood after being burned, Xu Mu suddenly coughed.

"Ahem!"

The monk who was so injured and had weaker willpower was afraid that he had already fainted on the spot. And Xu Mu just coughed lightly twice.

Although his eyes were black from pain, he still managed not to let himself show a trace of pain.

If you lose, you don't lose!

At the same time, Xu Mu secretly mobilized the only remaining immortal essence spiritual power in the dantian to nourish his injured chest.

Even if it doesn't cure right away, it can relieve the pain.

Feeling the scorching pain in his chest and being moistened by the cool spiritual healing technique, Xu Mu breathed a sigh of relief.

His eyes wandered on Nangong Ling's body opposite.

A hideous knife mark split the position of Nangong Ling's left shoulder to the lower part of his right abdomen.

At a glance, you can even see the white bones in the scars.

The blood that spurted out stained Nangong Ling's tattered splendid clothes.

Suffering such an injury, Nangong Ling also did not fall.

Even his body trembled violently from the wound in his chest.

This result made Xu Mu's face ugly.

Nangong Ling was more difficult to deal with than he imagined.

"Bastard, how could he have resisted the Red Sword's attack. The knife in the chest almost cut Nangong Ling in half, and he was also on fire at this time.

Although he was able to use the power of the Red Sword with the Red Flame Spirit Sword Spirit Root and the Red Sky Sword Technique, the spiritual power that could be consumed was very huge.

Such a sword did not defeat Xu Mu.

The spiritual power in his body was already empty.

Xu Mu's situation was not much better, the purple fire formed after the fusion of the two cyclones was already quite consuming spiritual power.

He even used the Faxiang Qiankun under the premise of the purple fire rising, and then used the power of the spirit weapon incense burner to split a flowing blade fire slash.

Now he has run out of oil and the lamp has dried up.

But whether it was Xu Mu or Nangong Ling, they refused to give in at this time, holding their bodies and stalemate.

"Why didn't the two of them move?"

"It seems that the spiritual power has been exhausted, and the consumption of spiritual power by using the power of spiritual weapons is very terrifying. ”

"Then you can't fight, how do you calculate the victory or defeat?"

During the confrontation between the two, the monk of good deeds began to stir again.

Holding the red sword tightly in his palm, it seemed that this would reduce the pain in his chest a little, Nangong Ling smiled mockingly at Xu Mu with a pale face: "It's not good to be hit by my trick to dye the sky, right?"

"Let's be each other, if it weren't for the Red Sword, you would have lost in my hands. In order to recover his spiritual power as soon as possible, Xu Mu cut off the treatment of the spiritual healing technique on himself, and when he heard Nangong Ling's provocative voice, he also sneered back.

Indeed, Nangong Ling was able to fully exert the power of the red sword with the spiritual root and exercises, while Xu Mu could only use part of the power of the incense burner.

Rao is like this, he still tied with Nangong Ling.

If you don't talk about the spiritual weapon, it is very likely that Nangong Ling has been defeated by Xu Mu's sword.

Xu Mu's answer made Nangong Ling's face look ugly, and he would not admit that he was inferior to Xu Mu.

Immediately glanced at the latter coldly, Nangong Ling said coldly: "If you don't take advantage of your tongue, let's see who has the last laugh." ”

"Okay!"

The two stared at each other with big eyes, no one moved, but secretly desperately tried to recover their spiritual power.

What we are fighting for is combat power, and now we are fighting for recovery ability.

Suddenly, the milky white giant shield maintained by the black and white elders fluctuated.

Xu Mu and Nangong Ling appeared behind them at the same time.

"Uncle Bloody. ”

With his eyebrows raised, Xu Mutou didn't even need to go back to know who was coming.

Xueli, an old man who didn't know how many killings he had created in his hands, was not hiding his terrifying killing intent at the moment.

The smell of killing filled every corner of the shield like substance.

What appeared behind Nangong Ling was a middle-aged man with a cold expression.

His appearance was seven or eight points similar to Nangong Ling, and the position where the tall figure was standing, there seemed to be a volcano-like strong flame aura gushing.

Perfectly block the bloody killing intent.

"Daddy!"

Turning his head to look at the middle-aged man, Nangong Ling endured the knife wound in his chest and bowed his head respectfully.

This person is Nangong Ling's biological father, Nangong Haoyun's eldest son, Nangong Tu.

Indifferently glanced at the hideous knife marks on Nangong Ling's chest, Nangong Tu ignored Nangong Ling, and instead cast his eyes on the opposite side.

First glanced at Xu Mu, who was also seriously injured, before he smiled towards Xueli.

"Bloody Daoyou, the two children are just fighting, there is no need to work hard. Since the two of them have exhausted their spiritual power and have not decided the winner, we will count the draw. ”

Xueli also saw Xu Mu's injury in his eyes, and when he heard Nangong Tu's proposal, he nodded almost without hesitation.

"Good!"

Since Nangong Ling was born, there has only been one result in a battle at the same level, and that is victory.

There will never be a draw, and when he heard the conversation between the two Dharma Body Realms, of course he didn't follow it, and said urgently: "Dad, I can still fight, that kid can't be my opponent!"

"Shut up!" flashed fierceness in his pupils, and Nangong Tu scolded.

Nangong Ling pursed his lips, but he didn't dare to refute in the slightest.

Although the head of the Nangong family is Nangong Haoyun, the affairs of the family, big and small, are now in charge of Nangong Tu.

He is also Nangong Ling's biological father, he has been extremely strict since he was a child, and Nangong Ling will not dare to disobey Nangong Tu's meaning even if he is unruly.

"Ahem, although this competition is not included in the scope of this celebration, as a referee, the old man still announced. This is a draw. With Nangong Tu's instructions, Bai Lao coughed lightly twice, and loudly announced the result of the duel between Xu Mu and Nangong Ling.

"It's a pity. "Since Xueli and the Dharma Body Realm cultivator on the other side who should be Nangong Ling's father have reached a consensus, Xu Mu can't say anything more, and he sighs in his heart that it's a pity.

Reluctantly accepted the result.

He has two cyclones, and his recovery ability is far greater than that of Nangong Ling, who is also a Xuan-level spiritual root.

Even though Nangong Ling's Red Flame Spirit Sword Spirit Root was the top among the Xuan-level Spirit Roots, in terms of recovery speed, it still couldn't be compared to himself.

If this battle drags on, it will be you who will win after all.

Xu Mu didn't know that even if it ended in a draw, the shock to the outside world would still be huge.

Who is Nangong Ling, the owner of the strongest spiritual root in the Eastern Realm.

Never faced an opponent in the same rank.

Now it's a tie with him, a guy who has just emerged for less than a year.

This is even greater than the shock that Xu Mu had beaten all the Dragon Gate List masters before.

"Draw! Doesn't this mean that Xu Mu and Nangong Ling's combat power are equal?"

"Yes, now the three strongest people of our generation in the Eastern Realm have become Dongmen Wulian, Nangong Ling, and Xu Mu from today onwards. Long Xixi, who ranked eleventh on the Dragon Gate List, has been squeezed down. ”

"Guiyuan Sect has a great genius this time, quite like Lei Zu back then. ”

Listening to the discussions of many monks in his ears, Yang Lingzi's face was already sluggish, he never thought that Xu Mu could match Nangong Ling, so he kept urging Xue Li to save people.

Who would have thought that he, a junior brother who has repeatedly created miracles, once again rewrote the impression of Xu Mu in his heart.

"Tie! Senior Brother Xu Mu, he actually had a draw with Nangong Ling, God bless me to return to the Yuan Sect. ”

There was a tremor in his voice, Yang Lingzi knew too well what this meant, the three most powerful people in the Eastern Realm now, if there were no other than that, they would represent the three most powerful combat forces in a hundred years.

This is undoubtedly great news for the Guiyuan Sect, which has been silent for many years.

How long has Xu Mu only cultivated? less than three years, give him another three years, and he will be the next Lei Zu!

"Xu Mu, this kid ......" Chu Zhengnan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and the shock in his heart was not weaker than that of other monks.

The guy who used to defeat himself in one move outside the Qingmang Sect, although he was stronger than himself at that time, the gap between him and himself was not too big.

Unconsciously, the distance between the two has been stretched so far.

Thinking about it, Chu Zhengnan glanced at his junior sister Fifth Mingyue beside him.

The latter was opening his cute mouth blankly at this time, and his beautiful eyes were staring blankly at Xu Mu's back in front of him.

It's enough to stuff an egg in your mouth.

Today's state is very bad, one more chapter, I will make up for what I owe to everyone, and you can record it in the account.

(End of chapter)