"Old dog, since it doesn't make sense, then the subordinates will see the real chapter!" Win Dou didn't wait for Win Dongli to speak, and took a step forward, and the void was torn apart by him. Win Dou entered the void, and a stride had already appeared in front of Ying Dongli, holding the law long knife in his hand and slashing straight at Ying Dongli's head.

"Ying Dou, even if you have a half-immortal cultivation, but your accumulation is too shallow, how can you be my opponent! You still obediently admit defeat!" Ying Dongli saw that Ying Dou was scolding him as an old dog in public, he was annoyed and angry, and a hideous color flashed on his face, he had already started to kill. He had comprehended the laws of the Immortal Dao for hundreds of years, and he didn't believe that the winner who had only been promoted to a half-immortal could beat him.

I saw that Ying Dongli puffed up the power of the law of his whole body, and the sword of the law met the long knife of the law, and the sword struck each other, and all of them turned into nothingness under the absolute power of the sword. After the two swords collided, they both disappeared into the void and disappeared in front of everyone.

"Don't worry, your uncle never does anything that he is not sure of. Yingtian Bow held the longbow in his hand, glanced at Zhou Fuyao, who was frowning, and comforted.

Zhou Fuyao's brows stretched slightly, and he nodded, when it came to this level of fighting, he couldn't intervene at all, only watching the play. It's just that he heard his mother Ying Shuang say that Ying Dou seems to be just a combined monk, could it be that he was promoted to a half-immortal when he explored the ruins this time!

"The fight started, and this win actually dared to shoot at the old half-immortal. A man in a fancy costume in the teahouse exclaimed when he saw Ying Dou fleeing into the void.

"The madman holds the weapon of the law in his hand, has he been promoted to a half-immortal?" another gentleman in a fancy costume asked the question that everyone wanted to ask.

"That's right, when did this madman get promoted to a half-immortal?"

"Promoted to a half-immortal, the Witch Palace will definitely inform the world, why not this time?"

"No matter what, winning the fight and being promoted to a half-immortal is a sure thing. ”

"Yes, it's a pity that they are fighting in the void, and we can't feast our eyes on it!" said another gentleman in a fancy costume with great regret.

"Ying Dou is actually as strong as this, and the combat power of the body of the war spirit is really terrifying! It's a pity, you can't have both fish and bear paws!" said Ying Chun Gongzi staring at Ying Dou's tall figure and said in an inaudible voice. The young man of Yingchun can have a great reputation in Daying City because of his intelligence and wit. He has a heavenly spirit body. The Celestial Wisdom Spirits are also one of the acquired Spirits, but the Celestial Wisdom Spirits are rare non-combat Spirits. The Tianhui spirit body is born with a wisdom root, so it is extremely intelligent and has superhuman intelligence. The only drawback of Tianhui's spirit body was that his combat power was mediocre, so he was extremely envious of this battle spirit body with strong fighting power.

Although the combat power of the Heavenly Wisdom Body was mediocre, if the monks were to choose their opponents, they would rather choose the War Spirit Body, which was much more powerful than themselves, as the enemy, rather than the Heavenly Wisdom Spirit Body. Because of the fight with Tianhui's body, he usually dies unexplained and extremely aggrieved. Zhu Ling Immortal Jun, who dominates one side of the immortal world, is the body of Tianhui. Zhu Ling Xianjun once used a trick to kill three golden immortals when he was cultivating as a heavenly immortal, shocking the immortal world. It was also through this battle that he achieved his prestige, thus gathering a force. Therefore, there is such a saying in the fairy world: the war spirit is invincible, and the heavenly wisdom is unparalleled. The two spirits are two extremes, one representing the ultimate in strength and the other representing the ultimate in wisdom.

"Look. A man in a fancy costume pointed to the sky outside the big win city and said.

I saw that outside the big win city, the originally cloudless sky was now full of cracks, and these cracks spread out like a spider's web. Ying Dongli and Ying Dou did not make a move in the big win city, but went to the void ten miles away from the big win city to fight. Neither of them is a fool, they know that it doesn't matter if they make a small fight in Daying City, but if they make a big fight, they will violate the taboo, and they don't know how they will die when the time comes.

So the two ran out of the city and began to fight. Every time the two of them fought, the powerful forces collided violently, setting off a violent spatial storm in the void, and this storm gradually expanded, beginning to tear apart the surrounding space. Vast swaths of space were destroyed, and that's what we are doing.

"Old dog, are you too old to do it anymore? I don't even have the strength to bark. Old dog, you remember: you are just my touchstone, if you have any killer moves, hurry up, otherwise there will be no chance. Win Dou used the law long knife in his hand to block Ying Dongli's law sword to the death, while constantly stimulating him with words.

"Hmph! Ignorant child, don't be rampant, wait for your grandfather to give you a little bit of power!" Although Ying Dongli was angry in his heart, Ying Dou was indeed not an ordinary person, this combat power was actually comparable to him, an old sword immortal, and Ying Dou was extremely experienced in combat, and he was as slippery as a loach, and he didn't really touch him, which made him feel extremely uncomfortable. The most important thing is that the more you win, the more fierce the battle, and the longer this battle drags on, the more unfavorable it will be for him. He had to win the battle with a thunderbolt in order to regain the face he had lost.

Thinking of this, Ying Dongli's sword momentum changed, and the power of the law in his whole body was frantically poured into the sword of law. The sword of law came out of his hand and turned into a long and hideous snake that wound around the battle. At the same time, an earth-shattering sword qi rose from Ying Dongli's body, piercing the sky, and this piece of void was directly shattered by this sword intent, and two small black dots appeared in front of everyone again. Ying Dongli urged the sword intent, and this sword intent began to frantically devour the power of the surrounding laws. The power of the law within the sword intent takes a trace of sword intent as the core carrier, condensing into silver swords, and as soon as the silver swords are condensed, they turn into streamers and entangle towards Win Dou.

"Ten Thousand Swords Array!" Ying Dou watched the silver swords roll down one by one, turning into a silver torrent, with a thousand momentum, roaring and rushing towards him, his expression changed suddenly, the hairs on his body exploded, his mouth let out an angry shout, and the power exploded, and the long snake that the sword of law turned into was shaken open by him with his strength, and the sword of law disappeared from his hand. His hands turned into phantoms, and the magic seals were superimposed on his body, the power of the bloodline was activated, and an armor phantom appeared on the surface of his body.

And the dozen or so divine thoughts that had been entwined here also felt the slightest cold killing intent coming from the Ten Thousand Swords Array, and they all avoided their edges and retreated.

In the Witch Palace, in a quiet room, the decoration here is ordinary, there is no expensive decoration at all, only the heavy cold here shows that this is not an ordinary quiet room. In the quiet room, two middle-aged men with dark skin, broad shoulders and fat waists were sitting cross-legged on the ground. Isn't it Ying Chenlong and Ying Chenhu, they were born in one child, they were born with a common heart, and they practiced a special twin technique, which made the two even more intimate, and they usually follow each other like shadows.

"Big brother, this Ying Dongli has even used the old bottom of the box: the Ten Thousand Swords Formation, will Dou'er be in danger?"

"Dou'er is the best in our lineage, there are so many treasures on his body, and it is so easy to die?" Ying Chenlong glanced at Ying Chenhu, who was frowning slightly, and said, "If we hadn't experienced the test of life and death, would we have been able to get to this point?"

Ying Chenhu nodded and said: "After all, I can't let go of my heart, Dou'er's cultivation is there, I'm afraid he won't be able to control it." ”

"Dou'er has confidence, so we must also have confidence. That's my own grandson, I don't care about what else you have to worry about!" said Ying Chenlong with a beard and glaring excitedly. But as soon as he finished speaking, an unusual red tide suddenly surged up on his face. Ying Chenlong hurriedly cleared his mind and calmed down, operated his mental method, and tried to suppress the injuries on his body. When Ying Chenhu saw Ying Chenlong's appearance, his expression suddenly became nervous, and he also quieted down and stopped talking. His eldest brother almost lost it for the sake of that ruin.

In the other ashram of the Witch Palace, this ashram was extraordinarily luxuriously decorated, and every item in it was a rare treasure, and any of the ornaments were treasures that ordinary monks could not get in their lifetimes. On the carved wooden chairs in this quiet room, three men who had cultivated as half-immortals were talking while sipping the finest spiritual tea.

"Alas, this time, Brother Dongli even used the Ten Thousand Swords Array of the box pressing stunt. It's the first time I've been forced to such a point by a junior. Ying Tieding gently put the teacup carved from the fine white jade in his hand on the coffee table, sighed and said. The three of them were born and died together with Ying Dongli before, and they were already brothers in life and death, and there were no outsiders here, so Ying Tie would say whatever he thought.

"As long as Dongli wins the fight this time, this face problem is a trivial matter. It's just that if this Win Dou grows up, it must be more difficult to entangle than Win Dust Dragon and Win Dust Tiger. Zhao Xuanfan next to him also nodded and replied helplessly. Zhao Xuanfan was admitted to the big win city since he was a child because of his good qualifications, and after thousands of years of hard work, he finally stood in the top queue of the Wu Palace.

"As long as we defeat and win the fight, we will also frustrate the spirit of the two of Win Dust Dragon and Win Dust Tiger. Now, as long as the Winning Dust Dragon and the Winning Dust Tiger don't make a move, Dongli will naturally be able to defeat Winning Dou. A smile curled up at the corner of Ying Tieding's mouth, and then he turned his head to look at Ying Jinshi, who had not spoken next to him, and asked, "What do you think of Jinshi?"

"I'll see if Dongli can beat the winner, it's still unknown. Win Dou is the owner of the body of the war spirit, why don't you think Win Dust Dragon and Win Dust Tiger take action in person? There must be something strange in this, maybe this Win Fight has something to rely on!" Win Jinshi, who had been listening to the two of them talking, was not very optimistic about the current situation, picked up the teacup in his hand, blew the hot air in the teacup, and said leisurely.

Ying Tieding and Zhao Xuanfan, who were full of confidence, listened to Ying Jinshi's words, and immediately looked at each other, and fell into silence in the quiet room. Both Ying Tieding and Zhao Xuanfan knew that Ying Jinshi usually thought carefully and would never be untargeted, although the two of them were still full of confidence just now that Ying Dou could not escape the strangulation of the Ten Thousand Sword Array, but now after listening to Ying Jinshi's words, there was a trace of wavering in their hearts.