Dugu Shengyuan snorted coldly and said to Zhen Zheng, "Do you still want others to interfere in the battle between you and me?" Zhen Zheng stopped the Smurfs and made another "please" gesture, the corners of Dugu Shengyuan's mouth hooked an arc, and he happily flew to the Dugu clan's martial arts training ground with Zhen Zheng.

The martial arts training ground of the Dugu clan is a huge plain, with a radius of dozens of miles, although it is huge, but it is only used by young disciples in the clan, and the masters in the clan are not allowed to use it, because often the strong can move mountains and reclaim the sea with a move, and this plain really can't stand the toss.

There were many young disciples of the Dugu clan gathered around the plain, and when they heard that Dugu Shengyuan was going to teach an outsider a lesson, they all rushed over to join in the fun. Dugu Shengyuan is a small master who can rank in the top 20 among the younger generation of the Dugu clan, and everyone believes that he can easily defeat this foreign boy.

"Look at that kid, dressed in animal skin clothes, I don't know which wilderness tribe he came out of, and he dared to challenge my Dugu Shengyuan of the Dugu clan, he is really ignorant and fearless. A young man in black commented from the side.

"That is, it is said that Dugu Shengyuan made a breakthrough some time ago, and his ranking on the Dugu potential list was raised to fifteenth, and it was a matter of time before he became the emperor of qi. Another young man in white continued.

"The outcome of this battle will probably be very unexpected. A gray-robed young man looked at Zhen Zheng and said slowly. His hair was loose, untied or untied, and his gray robe was windless and automatic, with a kind of bohemian wildness.

The two young men looked sideways, and took two steps back in shock, "Dugu seeks demons!" This person is a master of the young generation of the Dugu clan, ranking third on the Dugu potential list, known as the Dugu little demon king, surnamed Ge is strange, he is very brave in battle, almost without scruples, and the young generation of the Dugu clan are far away when they see him.

The black-clothed young man plucked up his courage and approached and asked, "Dugu Seeking Demons, what do you mean? Could it be that Dugu Shengyuan will lose to a wild boy?"

Dugu Qiu Demon looked at the young man in black and said coldly, "Don't I understand what I mean enough?"

The young man in black took a few steps back, left a cold sweat on his face, snorted angrily, stopped arguing with him, turned around to watch the game, and silently cheered for Dugu Shengyuan in his heart, hoping to fight Dugu Seeking Demons.

There are also many young women around the plain who have made a special trip to cheer for Dugu Shengyuan, they scream loudly to Dugu Shengyuan in the sky, and some even pull up banners with the words "Dugu Shengyuan will win", it seems that they must be Dugu Shengyuan's fan group. Some women heard Dugu's comments and were dissatisfied with Dugu's demons, but they didn't dare to say it.

On the plain, Zhen Zheng and Dugu Shengyuan were facing each other in the air thousands of kilometers apart, Dugu Shengyuan beckoned to his fan group on the field, showing a charming smile, which suddenly attracted a burst of screams, and said to Zhen Zheng without raising his head, "You better admit defeat, so as not to be embarrassed for a while." ”

Dugu Shengyuan didn't get Zhen Zheng's answer, raised his head, and saw Zhen Zheng picking his nose, he picked it out extremely seriously, flicked the thing he picked out with his little finger, and asked, "What did you just say?"

Dugu Shengyuan saw that Zhen Zheng was ignoring himself like this, his face was pale, and he gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words, "You don't have a chance now!"

When Dugu Shengyuan saw the white jade sword, his eyes almost popped out, his face was full of incredulity, and he pointed at the white jade sword with a trembling finger and asked, "Why is the Mingjun Sword in your hand?"

"This was given to me by Dugu Xiaoyue. Zhen Zheng said calmly, wondering in his heart, isn't it just a sword, why is this product reacting so strongly? Could it be that this sword is very valuable? How many chicken legs can be exchanged for it? Zhen Zheng began to calculate the value of the white jade sword in his heart.

There was an uproar underground, especially the young men of the Dugu clan, who were like crazy, some were tearing their own hair, some were tearing other people's hair, and they all looked up to the sky and shouted, "Why?" Of course, Dugu Qiu Demon was not so out of shape, but he also glanced at Zhen Zheng meaningfully, showing a good smile.

"Impossible, impossible, Xiaoyue will not give the Mingjun Sword to others, you swordsman thief, watch me take you down!" Dugu Shengyuan flashed to Zhen Zheng's side in an instant, and blasted out with a punch to lock all of Zhen Zheng's retreats, and his fist emitted a golden light, like a meteor passing through a gap, directly hitting Zhen Zheng's chest, piercing Zhen Zheng's body.

The black-clothed youth and the white-clothed youth on the ground both showed smiling faces, and the black-clothed youth looked at Dugu Qiumo next to him, and was about to say a few words of ridicule, but he saw that Dugu Qiudemon's eyes were full of fanaticism, and that kind of look would only appear when he faced an opponent who made him excited.

The young man in black heard Dugu Qiu Demon muttering to himself, "It turned out to be teleportation, how could he teleport if he wasn't in the Ancestral Realm? Could it be that he was the genius of the Qi King?" The young man in black looked up and saw that what was pierced by Dugu Shengyuan was just a Dao Qi clone, and Zhen Zheng's true body appeared several miles away.

Dugu Shengyuan looked at the gradually dissipating Dao Qi clone, his brows gradually twisted, and he really had two stinky boys, no wonder he dared to challenge himself.

"Boy, it's useless to just run away. A pair of huge light wings suddenly appeared behind Dugu Shengyuan, and the golden light set him off quite divinely, and the light wings fluttered, sprinkling colorful points of light, causing his fan group below to scream.

"Look, Dugu Shengyuan used the Dugu clan's martial arts magic power wingspan, and that wild boy lost. The young man in black said to the young man in white, but he deliberately raised his voice so that Dugu Qiu Demon could also hear it clearly.

Dugu Shengyuan turned into a streamer, more than ten times faster than the speed just now, almost light, and Zhen Zheng was fighting in the sky, his movements were difficult to see with the naked eye, and he could only capture a trace of trajectory, and the people on the ground only saw a point of light constantly attacking a motionless black dot.

"It seems that Dugu Shengyuan couldn't help that wild boy with his wingspan, that kid is really powerful. The young man in white sighed. The young man in black had a black face, cursing Zhen Zheng in his heart, and secretly said Where did this wild boy come from, he could be undefeated with Dugu Shengyuan for so long.

Zhen Zheng closed his eyes, feeling Dugu Shengyuan's Dao Qi, and took his every blow accurately. Dugu Shengyuan was shocked in his heart, seeing that the attack had no effect, the point of light suddenly stopped, "It seems that this level of attack has no effect on you, you are indeed very strong, but it ends here." ”

Dugu Shengyuan's face gradually turned pale, and a hundred-zhang tall virtual image appeared outside his body, the virtual image was long, wearing a white mask, the entire virtual image was hazy and very unclear, but the white mask was very exquisite, and the hollow mask revealed a pair of blurred eyes.

Everyone on the ground exclaimed, this Dugu Shengyuan really did not hesitate to use the forbidden magic power of the Dugu clan in order to win, if the elders knew about it, it would definitely be a lesson.

Zhen Zheng felt an extremely terrifying Dao Qi from that hazy virtual image, comparable to the Dao Qi in the early stage of the Qi Emperor, which made the scene extremely depressing, Dugu Shengyuan gasped, revealing a victor's smile, as if he saw Zhen Zheng being defeated. The white jade sword in Zhen Zheng's hand suddenly trembled when the virtual image appeared, making a buzzing sound, Zhen Zheng was slightly surprised, guessing that this virtual image was related to the white jade sword in some way?

Zhen Zheng did not transform into a sword ghost, he hoped to defeat Dugu Shengyuan with the strength of his own qi master in the middle stage, although Zhen Zheng's realm was not as good as Dugu Shengyuan, but his perception of kendo was a hundred times stronger than Dugu Shengyuan's martial arts perception, and with his ability to comprehend the true meaning of swordsmanship, it would be easy to defeat Dugu Shengyuan.

Zhen Zheng raised the white jade sword in his hand above his head, the white jade sword bloomed with a dazzling but gentle white light, and a burst of pure sword qi filled the heavens and the earth, and the pure Dao qi could almost be felt within tens of thousands of miles of the imperial city.

In a cave in the depths of the Dugu clan, an old man suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the martial arts training ground in the distance, with a shocked expression on his face, "Who is it? ”

Dugu Shengyuan looked at the radiant white jade sword above Zhen Zheng's head, stunned, and the huge virtual image outside his body gradually dissipated, and finally turned into nothingness, "How can you resonate with Mingjun Sword? This is not true?" Dugu Shengyuan's spirit almost collapsed, his hands tore his hair, he looked up to the sky and laughed, his handsome appearance was also crazy, he no longer had the intention of fighting Zhen Zheng, turned around and flew away, and disappeared from everyone's sight.

Many young men from the Dugu clan on the ground looked at Bai Yujian stupidly, and the sound of heartbreak could be heard clearly. Some men even sat on the ground and wept bitterly, completely indifferent to their personal image.

Zhen Zheng watched Dugu Shengyuan fly away, put away the white jade sword, and wondered in his heart, was this thing playing performance art just now? Zhen Zheng shook his head, flew down, and saw that many people on the ground were cold to him, especially the young men of the Dugu clan, who did not hide their envy, jealousy and hatred.

A gray-robed man walked over, circled around Zhen Zheng twice in surprise, and asked in a deep voice, "Have you mastered the true meaning of the way of the sword?" Zhen Zheng was slightly surprised by the man's behavior and nodded slightly. The man suddenly seemed to be very familiar with Zhen Zheng, patted Zhen Zheng's shoulder, laughed and said, "Our Dugu Clan's master is really different!" (To be continued.) )