Nangong Ling, breaking the shackles of the four spiritual roots, awakening the spiritual root Red Flame Spirit Sword, and cultivating the Chixiao Sword Technique, which is one of the ten great miracles of the Eastern Realm.

The Chixiao Sword Technique is the first generation of the Nangong family, created by Nangong Zhengxiao.

It is also complementary to the Red Flame Spirit Sword Spiritual Root, which has shone in the Cangrui Domain, laying an unbreakable foundation for the Nangong family.

This is the history of the Nangong family for thousands of years.

Nangong Ling awakened the Red Flame Spirit Sword of the first generation of the family, which was destined to be extraordinary in his life.

Once he grows up, maybe it will be the second Nangong Zhengxiao.

In the face of such a Nangong Order, even if the monk who ranked ahead of him on the Dragon Gate List, he did not dare to underestimate him.

And Xu Mu, this guy who has only risen for less than a year, dares to compete with Nangong Ling.

However, when it comes to inheritance and talent, Xu Mu is not inferior to Nangong Ling at all.

He has two mysterious-level spiritual roots, Nine Ghost Flames and Colorful Spirit Trees, not to mention.

It also inherited the Burning Heaven Ancestor's Fire Sacred Book that once swept the cultivation realm, the Nine Characters of Burning Heaven.

The cultivation of the Wood Xing Gong Method of Immortality also has a great relationship with the people of the Burning Heavens.

Then there is the inheritance of the Huoyun Demon Monk who once slashed the previous generation of the head of the Dongmen family, and the Red Cloud Decision.

Even if you put aside the nine characters of Burning Sky, if you really want to fight, it is not certain who belongs to whom you will win.

"Drink!"

"Fight!"

When the momentum of the two of them rose to a critical point, Xu Mu and Nangong Ling shot again.

But this time it's not a temptation, it's a real all-out fight.

Both sides felt the toughness of their opponents, and they did it with all their might as soon as they made a move.

"Chixiao Imperial Sword Technique!"

Nangong Ling also has another identity, the first person in the Eastern Realm's generation of swordsmanship, the awakening of the Red Flame Spirit Sword Spirit Spiritual Root, which gives him a unique advantage in his comprehension of swordsmanship.

As soon as the Chixiao Imperial Sword Technique came out, the sword aura soared into the sky.

The monks from all sides of the Eastern Realm in the field, all the monks who used the flying sword magic weapon, their faces changed instantly at this moment.

Because they felt that their flying sword flew into the sky on its own without the infusion of their own spiritual power.

It is like a pilgrimage towards Nangong Ling.

In an instant, there were already hundreds of flying swords of different qualities around Nangong Ling's body, surrounding his body, spinning rapidly.

"Rong!" It's been so long since the Eastern Realm Celebration, and Xu Mu has never broken out with all his might.

All battles can be solved with just one cyclone.

But now it is different, his opponent Nangong Ling is the strongest man in the Eastern Realm generation except for Dongmen Wulove.

At the same time as the latter's Blaze Sword Technique unfolded.

Xu Mu instantly fused the spiritual power of the two cyclones.

The purple flames that hadn't appeared for a long time swirled around Xu Mu's body.

With both hands pinching, Xu Mu also performed the residual leaf magic technique.

The leaves are not yellow, but verdant and dripping, and purple flames rise above the palm-sized leaves.

A small flying sword that looks like a flame dances in the air.

Without superfluous words, the two of them stomped at the same time and rushed towards each other.

A person is surrounded by countless flying swords, and a person is guarded by purple fire remnants around the sky.

When!when!

The flying sword and the remnant leaves were intertwined and fighting, and Xu Mu and Nangong Ling himself brought a surging spiritual power to collide.

"Open the Guardian Array!" Bai Lao had already stomped on his feet at the moment when the two of them were fighting, opening the Guardian Array of the Black Ink Arena.

Otherwise, with the strength of the two of them, I am afraid that the aftermath of the battle alone would have caused the stupid monks below to suffer heavy casualties.

In addition, there was a very weird scene on stage.

As the Fifth Bright Moon between Xu Mu and Nangong Ling, she was magically not attacked by a little overflowing energy.

The delicate and pretty face that has shown the appearance of the stars and the moon looked at the two people in front of him who sacrificed their lives and forgot to die together.

For a while, I didn't know what to do.

Even, why things have developed to this point, the fifth bright moon has not yet come back to it.

"Drink!" The purple fire rose, and Xu Muzhun Dacheng's body spurted with waves of blood, and the bones all over his body crackled with excitement.

Nangong Ling also shrouded his body in a layer of red flame spiritual power.

The bodies of the two were like two flame beasts, fighting together fiercely.

This is a contest of strength and power, there is no fancy, and all the fighting skills are useless now.

Purple and red flames flew in all directions.

The Nangong family's Black Ink Arena, which claimed to be able to resist the powerhouses of the Law Body Realm, trembled again and again in the battle between the two.

It looks overwhelmed.

Fortunately, Nangong Ling's Chixiao Imperial Sword Technique can control some low-grade or medium-grade flying swords.

The monks who possess the top-grade flying sword have all refined the top-grade flying sword into their own natal magic weapon.

Although Nangong Ling could resist ordinary flying swords, he could not extract the flying sword that had been refined into a natal magic weapon by the monk from the monk's body.

What's more, his cultivation can't control so many top-grade flying swords.

Therefore, Xu Mu's remnant leaf spiritual technique can only fight with hundreds of flying swords without falling behind.

"My mother, the battle between these two should go to the Purple and White Star Rock Arena, this Black Ink Arena can't bear it at all. ”

"I'm afraid that this Xu Mu has also broken the shackles of the four spiritual roots, otherwise it would be impossible to resist the Nangong Order. ”

"This is the real battle of the dragon, and the top ten opponents in the Dragon Gate list before were too weak to fight this kind of momentum at all. This trip to the Eastern Frontier Celebration is worth it. ”

The onlookers were afraid that the Black Ink Arena would not be able to withstand the battle between Xu Mu and Nangong Ling, and on the other hand, they refused to retreat, and looked at the two people on the stage with wide eyes, and discussed excitedly.

Yang Lingzi was very aware of Nangong Ling's strength, although he was also very confident in Xu Mu, but the latter's cultivation years were still short after all.

It is easy to fight against Nangong Ling, who has practiced the Chixiao Sword Technique since he was a child.

After glancing at Xueli, he said with a hesitant tone: "Uncle Xueli, isn't it okay to go on like this?"

"What are you afraid of, the old man can't have any big things here. With a wave of his bloody hand, he suppressed the words that Yang Lingzi had already transported to his voice.

Then one of his old eyes looked at the two people fighting above, and said to himself:

"Grabbing women with the Nangong family, this is the momentum of our Guiyuan Sect, at this time, as an elder, we must not drag Xu Mu's kid back. ”

"Stop!" Suddenly, the black ink arena sounded the coquettish cheer of the fifth bright moon.

In front of so many fellow practitioners, she didn't hide her lion roar at all, and even mixed with the only remaining spiritual power in the dantian, which shook the entire Nangong family's arena.

It's a pity that the current Xu Mu and Nangong Ling are already red-eyed, and no one pays attention to the fifth Mingyue.

She screamed in vain.

Boom!

Xu Mu and Nangong Ling each received a punch from the other in the chest, and Chihuo and Zihuo couldn't resist at all under the angry fists of both sides.

Both of them suffered varying degrees of physical damage.

Both sides took the opportunity to take a step back.

The end of this fierce hand-to-hand combat.

Xu Mu only felt a burning sensation in his chest, and the skin on his chest was afraid that it had already been peeled open.

But fortunately, he has the method of controlling fire with the nine characters of burning the sky, and when Nangong Ling applied the fist of the spiritual power of the Chixiao Sword Technique to hit him, he was weakened by his method of controlling fire by nearly three times.

Coupled with his quasi-Dacheng body, this punch only suffered skin trauma.

It doesn't hurt at all.

On the other hand, Nangong Ling, a trace of blood was already flowing from the corner of his mouth.

He doesn't have a perverted body like Xu Mu, and there is no doubt that Nangong Ling is weaker in close combat.

Xu Mu's punch mixed with purple fire and physical strength was enough to cause it to suffer a lot of damage.

"It turned out to be a body refiner!" After fighting for so long, if Nangong Ling still can't react, then his title of the tenth on the Dragon Gate List will be a little wet.

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth fiercely, Nangong Ling roared with hatred:

"Spirit Sword Piercing Rainbow!"

Xu Mu's pupils shrank, and he saw that the flying swords that were entangled with his remnant leaf spirit technique were converging in the sky at an extremely fast speed.

Within a few breaths, the spiritual power of Nangong Ling's Chixiao Sword Technique was condensed into a red giant sword.

The sword body is nearly ten zhang long, suspended in mid-air, and the sharp sword qi is like substance, and the tip of the sword reaches itself.

A dangerous aura rose in Xu Mu's heart.

"Condensation!"

How dare he slack off, with the same palms, the purple remnant leaves quickly converged, forming a purple fire shield wall in front of him.

Fifth, Mingyue had already seen that the two people in front of him had already played a real fire.

If you don't stop it, there will be a big mess.

Just as she opened her mouth, ready to say something more.

Bai Lao's old palm had already grabbed her fragrant shoulder.

"Little doll, if you don't leave, you'll die. ”

Fifth Mingyue's shoulders shook, wanting to break free of Bai Lao's palm, but how could she, who had exhausted her spiritual power, get rid of the Nangong family's black and white grasp.

Even in her heyday, it is estimated that it will be difficult to do.

"I'm not leaving, the dead old man lets me go. In the reluctant shouting of the fifth bright moon, she was taken off the arena by Bai Lao.

Prosperous!!!

At the same time, the position where the Fifth Bright Moon was standing had been overwhelmed by the furious spiritual power.

The spirit sword that was ten feet long and struck in front of the purple fire shield wall.

The red spiritual power and the purple fire spiritual power covered the black ink arena.

Xu Mu and Nangong Ling both drowned in it.

The black ink arena, which had been trembling for a long time, finally cracked out after a groan.

"Click!"

The cracking breath was more and more in the frenzied spiritual power, and the black-eyed arena that Nangong Ling claimed to be able to resist the powerhouses of the Law Body Realm was already crumbling.

The monks, who had been hesitant to retreat, began to flee one by one.

"If something happens, retreat!"

"I can't stop this black ink arena. ”

"Why are you still stunned, waiting to die?"

Boom!

The guardian array around the arena shattered first, and the raging energy storm roared towards the surrounding crowd.

If this energy is allowed to explode, I don't know how many monks will die in it.

At this critical moment, two figures, one black and one white, appeared at both ends of the black ink arena at the same time.

"Up!" the Nangong family's black and white swords roared at the same time.

The milky white energy shield started from where the two of them were standing, and rose again.

The energy that is about to spread is imprisoned within a certain range.

Two unlucky monks died in this accident.

However, no one cared about the life and death of these two people, and after making sure that they were safe and sound, they stretched their necks again one by one and looked at the center guarded by the two elders in black and white.

Two embarrassed figures withdrew from the center of the explosion at the same time.

(End of chapter)