Early the next morning, when the morning glow had just been dyed and the sun was rising, a carriage hurriedly drove from the west, pulled by a vicious beast, and rushed back to Pengwang City.

Then news came: "Oh no, the people of Pengwang City and the people of Qingluan Wangcheng have fought." I heard that a young master of the Long family was injured and was beaten to the point of vomiting blood. ”

"Who is so bold, the Long family has produced an immortal general, guarding the border, holding thousands of troops and horses, the family is strong and prosperous, and the masters are like clouds. The crowd asked, surprised.

"Brother, don't you understand, the people are the people of King Qingluan, their status is definitely not low, and no one is worse than anyone else. ”

"Usually hundreds of millions of miles apart, how can we fight as soon as we meet? Could it be that there was a grudge before?"

"Hehe, it's not to be able to see the Qingluan Holy Maiden, young man, he is angry, he likes to fight for the wind and be jealous, and he has no elders to discipline him, so he is used to being arrogant. Some of the old men said earnestly.

"Hey, these nobles are idle and bored, every time King Peng has a big birthday, he has to make a fuss, and the old man is too lazy to watch. ”

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On the lively street, the demon clan gathered together and talked endlessly, and many people speculated that the two sides would not give up, and there would definitely be a wonderful battle that was rare in the world.

The two demons collided with the young talents in the territory, this kind of once-in-a-millennium opportunity, naturally no one wanted to miss it, and a large number of people in the "Hula" took off and flew towards the vast mountains on the west side of the grassland.

Yuan Kong also hurried over Niu Er and the others, for fear that he would not be able to occupy a favorable position if it was too late.

On the edge of the Xiling grassland, there are two towering mountain ranges, which have survived since ancient times, and are said to have been transported from a distant place by the ancient powers, using the magic power of the heavens, as the gateway to the royal city.

The ancient city stands for thousands of years, the vicissitudes of life, after several changes, and finally became the symbol of the demon generals of the past dynasties, and it was occupied by the current Peng King about two thousand years ago, ruling hundreds of millions of miles of mountains and rivers.

The east is bordered by the vast sea, vast and boundless, living next to the dragon clan, tens of millions of miles away in the south is the domain of the demon general, the west is close to the Qingluan demon general, and the north is the human region, with occasional fights, and it is not strict.

Not far from the two mountains, I saw that thousands of demon clans had gathered in a relatively flat mountain, densely packed with people. The innermost are the young masters of some big clans, all of whom are above the late Yuan Infant stage, and even many of them are in the cultivation realm of the early stage of the Transformation of Gods, all of them are extraordinary and uninhibited.

In the center of the crowd is a stone platform the size of a hundred zhang, which is cut horizontally with a sharp blade and used as a temporary martial arts arena. It's just that at this time, there are two figures fighting in it, the aura around them is turbulent, the wind is howling, the cold light of the weapon is shining, the sword qi is vertical and horizontal, and a large number of phantoms are dancing, making people unable to see the situation clearly.

The two people led by the two parties had solemn faces, their eyes were shining, staring at the two people in the field, not nodding or sighing, not making much effort, they heard a "bang", one of them flew out upside down, blood spurted from his mouth, and a big footprint was printed on his chest.

The onlookers were in an uproar, with a look of regret on their faces, looking at the young man who vomited blood and shook his head frequently.

"I don't know which Taoist friend in Pengwang City is willing to give advice, and Ying is waiting here. ”

The victorious man on the stone platform shouted loudly at the many demon clans on the opposite side with his fists in his hands, his spirit was full of energy, like a sharp sword, sharp and imposing.

There was silence in the mountains, the breeze was blowing, the leaves were rustling, and many demon clans had ugly faces, their teeth were clucking, and their eyes were almost spitting fire, but they were helpless.

"Hmph, if it weren't for the master's lack of cultivation, he would definitely break this person's body into thousands of pieces, and he would only hate in his heart. A young man in the late Yuan Infant next to Niu Er said hatefully, his white jade-like face flushed with excitement.

Xiong Yue's eyes rolled slightly, he leaned over in two steps, and asked, "This brother, why is there no one in my Pengwang City to fight?

The young man was dressed in gorgeous clothes, unlike ordinary people, seeing that Xiong Yue's cultivation was not low, he didn't dare to be presumptuous, and said helplessly: "Daoist friends don't know, this guy is a master of the Sparrowhawk clan, although his cultivation looks comparable to you and me, his strength is a lot higher, especially good at speed, ordinary Yuanying monks can't touch his figure at all, and he is defeated." ”

"It's not that I don't have a master in Pengwang City, it's just that the rules have been set yesterday, and only the demon clan under the god is allowed to fight, and which of the young masters of the various famous clans who rushed over is not an early advance, and he can't make a move because of the rules, otherwise he can suppress this person with one palm." ”

Glancing at the scene, the young man said with a disgruntled face: "It's a pity that we got the news too late, if one of my three heroes from Pengwang City comes at random, where will it be the turn to get a little sparrowhawk to be presumptuous again, and it will really anger me." ”

"Oh, there are such genius masters in my royal city?" Xiong Yue asked in surprise.

"Naturally. The man straightened his chest, squinted at Xiong Yue from the corner of his eyes, and went up and down for a long time before he said, "Presumably you are from a remote place, and you have never heard of the prestige of my Pengwang Sanjie." ”

Xiong Yue couldn't cry or laugh, but he also nodded and didn't argue with him.

The young man in Chinese costume said proudly: "There are dragons, tigers, and Peng Sanjie in my city, all of whom are rare geniuses of the younger generation, with profound mana, all of them are at the peak of Yuanying. ”

"Oh, and who among them is the more powerful?"

"This ......?"

The young man frowned and hesitated, "It should be about the same." Long Covering the Sea * is powerful, no one can beat it, Hu Yuqing's five fingers are sharp, comparable to a divine soldier, Peng Yuntian is extremely fast, chasing clouds and moons, the three of them are quite cultivated, each has its own strengths, and it is difficult to distinguish between them. ”

"Then how do they compare to the young master of the Sable Clan?" Xiong Yue asked curiously.

"Naturally, this cannot be compared. The young man hurriedly shook his head, looked at him deeply, and said: "It is difficult to produce a character like Zi Yufeng in tens of thousands of years, his qualifications can be called against the sky, and he is among the best on the hero list, even many god-transforming monks are ashamed of themselves, how can they be compared to the three masters." If he were here, he would be able to crush everyone on the other side with one hand. ”

So terrifying! Xiong Yue muttered to himself in his heart, thinking of the power of the four swords on the battle platform that day, it was unpredictable, and it was really not something that ordinary people could take.

"I see, hey, someone is playing again. Xiong Yue suddenly pointed to the middle of the crowd, only to see a gray figure floating into the Baizhang stone platform, opposite to the master of the Sparrowhawk Clan, it seems that his body is light and agile, not an ordinary person.

"Well, it should be a member of the Yan clan, but he is dressed in gray and looks very ordinary, unlike the most famous swiftlet clan, I don't know if he can block the speed of the opponent. ”

The young man raised his eyebrows slightly, stared at the characters on the field, and didn't recognize them after looking at them for a while, thinking that they were not the noble children in Pengwang City.

The two people on the martial arts arena saluted slightly, turned their palms over, like eagle claws, and shot out ten sharp sword rays from their fingertips, with trembling bursts and a metallic luster.

The figures shook almost at the same time, turning into two-colored phantoms, and threw themselves at each other, their hands and claws slammed, making a "sonorous" sound, splashing a large area of fireworks.

The two figures were as fast as lightning, as fast as the wind, and the sword in their hands cut through the sky, constantly sending out a sharp roar, drawing marks on the flat ground, the wind swept away, the smoke and dust filled the sky, and countless gravel shot in all directions.

Both of them are close combat, the most thrilling, the slightest carelessness is serious injury to death, and the faster they fight, the body is divided into countless pieces, the martial arts arena is full of shadows of battle, it is difficult to distinguish between virtual and real, and the crowd watching the battle erupted in cheers.

"Kill—"

Suddenly, the two of them shouted at the same time, the weapon made a cracking sound, the aura boiled, the field bloomed with blazing light, and the two figures flew back upside down.

Everyone looked at it with bated breath, the gray-clothed man was disheveled, his face was pale, his hands were "ticking" and bleeding, and his ten finger joints were twisted and deformed, obviously suffering a lot of injuries.

As soon as he looked around, the Sparrowhawk was not much better, there were several long wounds on his arms, flesh and blood were rolling, and the bones were deep visible, and the clothes on his chest were broken and red.

Everyone was amazed, and someone on both sides helped them back to heal their wounds, and there was a sudden silence on the martial arts arena.

At this time, one of the other people jumped out and fell into the field, short in stature, but strong and powerful, **'s arms were two circles larger than ordinary people, the green tendons were swollen and knotted, reflecting a faint treasure in the sun, and holding a mace twice as tall as the body in his hand.

This person didn't speak, a pair of triangular eyes looked coldly at the many young masters and sons of Pengwang City, showing disdain, and suddenly provoked a muffled snort, making people's faces ugly.

"Boy, don't be arrogant, there are countless masters in my Pengwang City, let Young Master Ben meet you for a while. ”

The young people around Xiong Yue couldn't stand the ridicule, and after weighing the cultivation of both sides, they were both in the late Yuan Infant period, plus a few life-saving magic weapons given by the elders in the clan, they were confident that they could win this battle.

The light under his feet flickered, he rose into the air, and jumped into the martial arts arena, and the two middle-aged men like servants behind him screamed in surprise, but they failed to catch it in time, looked at each other and smiled bitterly, helplessly standing in place and watching nervously.

The young man's gorgeous clothes fluttered in the wind, light as a fairy, and he landed slowly, with a calm smile on his face, nodding to the people around him, with a dignified appearance.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he landed, before he could stand firmly, there was a whimpering sound above his head, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a huge mace smashing it, and the black light of the thorns flickered, and the chill was pressing.

His eyes beat violently, and he didn't have time to dodge in the panic, and with a flip of his hand, a black shield armor appeared, and true qi was infused into it, and suddenly a strange pattern appeared on it, as if black flames were circling and burning on the shield armor.

"Boom-"

The mace smashed against the shield, and the air staggered, setting off a huge wave that spread in all directions, and the rubble stirred, raising a cloud of smoke and dust.

The young man in gorgeous clothes trembled all over, his muscles and veins were almost shattered, and he was unable to move, his boiling qi and blood rushed to the top of his head, there was a faint fishy smell in his mouth, and his feet were pressed into the ground by the huge force of the shock.