The violent disgust of the "stick god" Cen Fenghan's whole body was completely stimulated, his eyes were wide open, and his powerful power was ready to attack. "Xiao Sheng" Shen Yixian was calm, staring at the opponent calmly, and his fighting spirit skyrocketed, and he was arrogant. With a burst of rage, Cen Fenghan challenged again,

The "Qianyuan Stick" swept over like flowing water, and the action was done in one go, without a trace of flaws. The "Qianyuan Stick" emitted a reddish cold glow, and the sharp stick pierced through the air, transforming into countless microwave shadows, and pounced on Shen Yixian like a whistling small tornado.

The purple jade flute let out a long roar, and shot out a domineering and powerful red light, which suddenly exploded violently when it met the "Qianyuan Stick". The "Qianyuan Stick" also made a piercing sound, and fought back, bursting out with a cold red light, and the sky was full of luster and a cold hurricane sprinkled into the air, and the air seemed to be split into pieces.

The ring made of huge logs didn't seem to be able to withstand the huge pressure, and it shook violently a few times, and a strong shock wave swept towards the crowd watching the battle, like autumn wind falling leaves, shaking them backwards, and screams rang out. Ming Chengzu Zhu Di sat safely, in the end, it was the Son of Heaven, the power emitted from his body prevented the huge shock wave, his expression was calm, and he was not shocked. to the point where the concubines behind him were scared enough, and they were all pale and panicked.

Ou Lingtian, the king of Huashan, also did not move, squinting his eyes and looking at the ring, he was worried about whether Shen Yixian could withstand the blow of the thunderous Wanjun, after the strong light, although the "Xiao Sheng" Shen Yixian was still standing in place, his face was a little pale, and the clothes he was wearing were torn several times. Look at the "stick god" Cen Fenghan and didn't take much advantage, the hair that was originally tied together was scattered, there were blood stains at the corners of his mouth, and his body shook a few times and stood tenaciously again. There was a blood-red fierce light in his eyes.

There was no sound in the arena, and people were shocked to see that this was no longer an ordinary fight, it was a competition of artifacts in the hands of the two, and it was a battle of the gods. Whoever has the greater power of the artifact in his hand. Whoever wins in the end.

"Xiao Sheng" Shen Yixian met the most powerful opponent since his debut, after more than a dozen rounds, he already felt the muscles of his whole body swell, and the powerful impact of the "Stick God" stirred his five organs and six internal organs, and his strength was constantly decreasing. And Cen Fenghan was furious, holding the "Qianyuan stick" and pounced again.

Suddenly, a calm, free and easy music came out from the sound of Ziyu Xiao, echoing in the sky above the main hall of the Fuzhen Temple, this was the roar of the dragon, and in an instant, Shen Yixian felt that the strength in his body increased rapidly. There is a feeling of wanting to explode. Immediately afterwards, after a loud sound of the sky falling apart, the purple jade flute shot out a domineering and powerful purple light, and faintly, a purple dragon opened its teeth and danced its claws, rushing towards the "stick god" Cen Fenghan with a restless violent air current.

Cen Fenghan was taken aback, and before he could react, the "Qianyuan Stick" also roared, and the stick vomited several feet. As if illuminating the whole heaven and earth, the red light shone, and the void turned into a red dragon and jumped out of the stick, and the two dragons met in mid-air. Entangled. I saw that their eyes were like electricity, their blood was like a basin, their faces were hideous, and they didn't hesitate to pull their huge bodies and crash into each other. The red light collided violently with the purple light. It exploded violently, and the sky was as hot as the sea, and the sky was full of fiery meteors flying towards the ground. Light up the sky. And there was a vision in the sky at this time. Black clouds quickly gathered together and piled up above the main hall of the Restoration Temple, as if a giant hand was stirring, rolling up and down with the roar of thunder and lightning. The martial arts people were shocked, and they rushed to flee in all directions.

The "Qianyuan Stick" also trembled, bursting out with a circle of red light, surrounding the "Xiao Sheng". It was so close that "Xiao Sheng" Shen Yixian couldn't retreat, he couldn't attack, he could only dodge, but every time he was grabbed by the "Stick God", which was a huge psychological blow to him. Gradually, Shen Yixian's momentum was suppressed by Cen Fenghan, and the shape became more and more passive, and he would soon be unable to withstand it.

The purple jade flute let out another long roar, and in an instant, a powerful stream of heat and power flowed into the whole body of the "Xiao Sheng", Shen Yixian's pale face quickly became ruddy, and the muscles of his whole body seemed to be full of explosive power. The purple jade flute shot out ten thousand flames of light, and it was re-intertwined with the "Qianyuan Stick" and fought fiercely. The purple dragon's body turned into dozens of zhang, and the blood-colored fierce eyes burst out with terrifying purple light, and then let out a huge dragon roar that shook the sky, and collided with the red dragon drilled out of the "Qianyuan Stick" once again fiercely.

With an earth-shattering loud sound, a powerful pillar of light rose from the main hall of the Fuzhen Temple and pierced the sky, and in an instant, a large area of heavy dark clouds was opened, projecting a strong sunlight.

So all the people who came to Wudang Mountain were surprised to see the clouds rolling, the thunder shook the sky, they didn't know what happened, many people thought that the sky would collapse, and they left one after another. Even the martial arts people who were watching the battle at the scene were all frightened, not to mention the Jinyi guards and the soldiers of Dongchang who were guarding the main hall of the Fuzhen Temple, their faces were pale with fright, and their whole bodies trembled.

Finally, the rampage waterfall gradually disappeared, and the two dragons suddenly disappeared. The dark clouds in the sky gradually dissipated, revealing a clear blue sky again, and a few thin white clouds surrounded the peaks, as if they had been sunburned, slowly floating with the wind.

The main hall of Fuzhenguan still stands majestically among the mountains, and the buildings such as the Yellow River Wall, the Zhaobi, and the Dragon and Tiger Hall are undamaged, which is beautiful and elegant, solemn and solemn. It's just that the monk who guarded the statue of the True Martial God in the main hall later revealed that when the powerful pillar of light pierced the sky, the statue of the True Martial God also shone, as if it was about to soar to the sky. The monks fell to their knees in unison, bowing desperately, and their souls were about to go out of their bodies.

The competition venue was a mess, the martial arts people were staggering one by one, the hats on their heads were gone, their faces were pale, and they had not yet recovered. On the rostrum, the concubines behind Ming Chengzu Zhu Di were pale and did not dare to raise their heads. The great eunuch Liu Jing looked gloomy and looked at Zhu Di without saying a word. The dignity of the Son of Heaven made Zhu Di sit upright, his face did not change, but in fact, he set off a lot of waves in his heart. The fierce battle between the two strong men can be said to be earth-shattering. It's chilling. Their martial arts have exceeded the imagination of mortals, and in the face of the extraordinary power of the gods, who else can stop them, and the mighty army will shatter and crumble like clay men in front of them.

In the ring. "Xiao Sheng" Shen Yixian knelt on one leg, and the corners of his mouth were bloody. It looks like the injury isn't light. "Stick God" Cen Fenghan was also pale, stood with difficulty, and swallowed a mouthful of blood that gushed into his throat. Compared to Shen Yixian, he is a little better, but he also looks very wolf.

Cen Fenghan's eyes radiated the anger of Hesensen, his face was hideous and terrifying, and he pointed at Shen Yixian with a "Qianyuan stick" and shouted: "Shen Gongzi, today is either you die or I live, I will fight with you." ”

The "Qianyuan Stick" emitted a dazzling cold glow, with a powerful murderous aura covering the sky, and struck the "Xiao Sheng" with a faint sound of wind and thunder.

Shen Yixian struggled to stand up and fought back, the purple jade flute and the "Qianyuan Stick" collided together, Shen Yixian took a few steps back, covered with scars, sweat trickling down, and his limbs seemed to be numb.

Cen Fenghan stood still and did not move, obviously he suppressed the "Xiao Sheng" in terms of strength, and the victory or defeat had already begun to be seen.

Ou Lingtian, the king of Huashan, secretly shouted that it was not good, Shen Yixian had already tried his best, he couldn't defeat the "stick god" Cen Fenghan, but he was unwilling to admit defeat, and was ready to fight as a trapped beast and strike with all his might. The situation is very dangerous. Ou Lingtian couldn't stop it.

All the martial arts heroes are also sighing, the final victory still seems to belong to Cen Fenghan, where did this hairy boy come from with peerless martial arts. In the future, the Central Plains Martial Arts will really be accused by him, and no one can guess what the result will be, the rivers and lakes will fall back into disorderly chaos, with mountains of corpses and rivers of blood.

At this moment of great crisis, a crisp voice sounded: "Shen Gongzi, please step back, I'll deal with him." ”

Everyone looked up and saw a young woman floating in from mid-air, and many people exclaimed: "It's the 'Glacier Saintess', thank goodness she's finally here." ”

"Glacier Saintess" Ou Hanbing wears a white dress, her skin is better than snow, her eyes are like a pool of clear water, and when she is looking forward to it, she has an elegant and elegant temperament, which makes people take pictures. And her face is even more delicate and incomparable, her complexion is exquisite, and she cannot be forced to look at. Her long black hair was draped over her back, gently held by a snow-white ribbon, and her white clothes made her flutter like a fairy, and she was really not an earthly person.

Two figures flashed behind her, their skirts fluttering, their long hair swaying, and the two peerless beauties were guarding the "Glacier Saintess" with swords in their hands, one left and one right, and their fierce eyes glared at the "Stick God" Cen Fenghan.

Someone exclaimed: "Could this be the 'Ice Demon' Ou Yibing and the 'Snow Demon' Ou Xibing? No, they are not human, they should be full of white hair, they are demon girls." ”

Someone immediately denied it: "In the Snow Peak of the Tianshan Mountains, the 'Glacier Saintess' collected magic medicine for them, so that the two of them were reborn, they were no longer demon girls, and they became the closest sisters with the 'Glacier Saintess'." ”

Shen Yixian, the "Xiao Sheng" who was standing hard in the ring, showed a look of shame, looked at Ou Hanbing's lips trembling, and whispered: "Hanbing, why are you here, this is a matter between our men, you shouldn't interfere." ”

Ou Hanbing looked at him with a painful heart and replied, "Shen Gongzi, can you still fight?" The 'Qianyuan Stick' extraordinary thing in the hand of the 'Stick God' Cen Fenghan is the personal belongings of Master Bodhidharma, which is not trivial. Ziyu Xiao can't help it. Childe, you've done your best, go down and rest. (To be continued......)