Purple electricity is in the sky, and it looks like a beautiful purple brilliance, but it has a deadly power in it. Zhao Zhijing, who rose up, instantly held the Purple Emperor Sword in one hand in the air, and his body in the air turned around, driving the Purple Emperor Sword in his hand to turn into a purple sword wheel in the air, like a purple sun rising in the sky, which can be described as a purple sun shining in the sky.

Hong Qigong, who was on the ground, looked at the Ziyang in front of him with a serious face at this time, holding the jasper dog beating stick in his hand with one hand, the true qi in his body was rolling, infused on the jasper dog beating stick, and the green dog beating stick exuded wisps of light under the infusion of true qi.

Between the lightning and flint, Hong Qigong, who seemed to be old, was not slow at all. The jasper dog beating stick in his hand waved, turning into a turquoise light, like a jasper dragon, and the purple sun in the air instantly touched. There was a clinking sound in the air, and then look at the weapon in the hands of the two at this time, the sharp Purple Emperor Sword, and the tip of the sword was on the top of the dog-beating stick.

When Zhao Zhijing was dancing with the Purple Emperor Sword, and Guo Jing and Huang Rong could only see a round of Purple Sun, Hong Qigong saw the true body of the Purple Electric Sword at a glance, and when it turned rapidly, he pointed the dog-beating stick in his hand at the tip of the Purple Emperor Sword, which shows how deep the cultivation of martial arts is in the eyes of this old man who is one of the five peers in the rivers and lakes. Guo Jing and Huang Rong, who saw the scene at this time, had their eyes wide at this time, although both of them knew that Zhao Zhijing and Hong Qigong's martial arts cultivation was rare in the world, but they were still shocked when they saw the two fighting at this time.

But at this time, the two of them, the jasper dog beating stick in Hong Qigong's hands did not see the gentleness of a gentleman like jade, under the urging of the domineering true qi in his body, the dog beating stick several feet long was like a heavenly pillar, and the long turquoise light flew in the field, driving the sound of wind and thunder, and the ground swept by the stick shadow, drawing a ravines of different depths, and even a piece of not small mountain stones turned into powder in the stick shadow.

At this time, Zhao Zhijing, who was the opponent of Hong Qigong, did not show any weakness, and the Purple Emperor long sword full of the purple qi of the rising sun did not have the speed pursued by the swordsmen in the rivers and lakes in Zhao Zhijing's hands, and it had a domineering attitude that was immediately injured when touched. The sound of the ordinary long sword tearing through the air turned into a loud thunderous sound in the Purple Emperor Sword wielded by Zhao Zhijing.

If the Purple Emperor Sword in Zhao Zhijing's hand is like a divine weapon of the gods of thunder, then the dog-beating stick in Hong Qigong's hand is the scepter of the gods guiding the world. The divine soldier and the scepter showed their demeanor in the hands of the two, and I saw the long sword in Zhao Zhijing's hand slowly handing it to Hong Qigong's chest.

Even Guo Jing and Huang Rong, who were next to them at this time, could see it clearly, and at this time, both of them were thinking in their hearts: "Such a slow sword move, as long as there are some cultivators in the rivers and lakes, it can be avoided, I don't know what kind of mystery it has?" The two of them looked at each other with thought in their hearts, and their eyes were full of curiosity and incomprehension.

But at this time, Hong Qigong's face was grim, and the seemingly slow sword light was still so slow in his eyes, and every slightest change was clearly seen in his eyes. It's just that at this time, he didn't have the slightest dodge action, but just moved his domineering true qi a little faster. Because at this time, Zhao Zhijing's sword was in Hong Qigong's eyes, and this purple sword light filled the whole world in his eyes, and there was no way to avoid it, only to take this domineering move.

The jasper dog-beating stick in Hong Qigong's hand was glowing with wisps of golden brilliance at this time, it was so dazzling in this turquoise brilliance, like an emperor in the turquoise ocean. Hong Qigong slowly raised the dog-beating stick in his hand, and the golden brilliance turned into a golden dragon coiled on the jasper dog-beating stick.

This golden dragon, although it is only a few inches long, but the dragon scales are so clear, a pair of dragon horns are like two sharp swords, as if to poke a hole in the sky, the domineering and noble belonging to the dragon are vividly displayed. The Purple Emperor Sword in Zhao Zhijing's hand slowly walked forward, and when he saw the golden dragon on the dog beating stick in Hong Qigong's hand, his face like a crown jade suddenly became serious, because Zhao Zhijing felt a threat on this small golden dragon shadow, which was even greater than the eighteen dragon palms that Hong Qigong taught Guo Jing to use.

Under the attention of the different looks on the faces of the four people, the "divine soldiers" in the hands of Zhao Zhijing and Hong Qigong slowly touched each other in the air. There was not the slightest sound when the Great Yin Ruoxi Purple Emperor Sword and the Dog Beating Stick came into contact, and several people felt that the world at this time suddenly became silent. It seems like a moment, and it seems like tens of thousands of years ago. A domineering dragon chant and a sharp sword roar suddenly sounded in the field, followed by a wave of qi set off by the Purple Emperor Sword and the Dog Fighting Stick.

A domineering wave of qi came from the place where the two intersected, and this invisible wave of qi was like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, setting off huge ripples and spreading in all directions. Zhao Zhijing and Hong Qigong, who were fighting, bore the brunt of the fight, and the two god-like figures in the rivers and lakes were pushed back by this air wave, and the fallen leaves on the ground were swept away by the air waves, revealing a vacant land several zhang wide without a single fallen leaf.

Zhao Zhijing and Hong Qigong, who stopped around, looked around, the scene in front of them had changed greatly from before, several waist-thick pine trees around were cut off in the strength of the two of them, and the fallen leaves in the field were either swept away, or turned into powder and dissipated in the air under the squeeze of energy.

At this time, Guo Jing and Huang Rong, who were watching the battle, no longer had the calmness they had before, Guo Jing's well-fitting clothes became a little messy at this time, and Huang Rong, who was wearing goose yellow clothes, also became a little depressed at this time.

At this time, Guo Jing was still staring at Zhao Zhijing and Hong Qigong in the field, and there was a yearning for advanced martial arts in his eyes.

However, at this time, Huang Rong did not pay attention to the fight with Zhao Zhijing and Hong Qigong like her brother Jing, at this time, her face was annoyed, the brilliance in the corner of her eyes swept over the clothes that had become a little stained at this time, and the strands of messy hair hanging down her cheeks, and an uncomfortable breath slowly rose in her heart. I couldn't help but think in my heart: "It's all Brother Zhao and Qigong, if it weren't for them, how could I make a fool of myself in front of Brother Jing!" At this time, she considered whether she would not cook delicious dishes for Hong Qigong and Zhao Zhijing in the future. didn't notice Guo Jing at this time, didn't notice her appearance.

really responded to that sentence, watching the battle is risky and the thoughts of the daughter's family are like the sea, you can't guess it!