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The sun rises and the earth is horizontal, and the brilliance is reborn.

Wang Shichong faced the rising sun, and the golden light of the dragon robe on his body seemed to be blended into the magnificent morning glow.

The boundless majesty is majestic, and the world's immortal spirit of chasing the deer from all over the world is rushing towards the rising sun.

Clusters of brilliant and colorful clouds swayed and sprayed, playing the sound of killing in the wind, constantly attacking Ning Daoqi.

The ground is shaking under your feet, and the water is flowing around you. But the sunrise and moon set are eternal, but can they really be immortal?

Over and over again, Wang Shichong used his spiritual sense to wash Ning Wuqi everywhere, trying to find flaws in the other party's body, even if it was a wisp, even if it was fleeting.

However, time is like the water of the Yi River at the foot of Longmen Mountain, and he still stands here motionless.

Obviously existing in the line of sight, Wang Shichong's spiritual sense could not sense the slightest qi of Ning Wuqi from beginning to end.

That is the existence of emptiness, that is the morality of nothingness. So the antelope hung its horns and could not be found, so the confrontation continued.

Gradually, the power in Wang Shichong's body accumulated to fullness, and the surging momentum was like the tide of the Qiantang River, covering the sky and the sun and rushing towards Ning Wuqi, but it roared incredibly through the stone and sun.

Wang Shichong's eyes flashed with a gleam in the depths of his eyes, and he knew that it would be useless to continue to test like this. But his momentum has reached its peak, and if he doesn't make a move, he will inevitably turn from prosperity to decline and fall into passivity.

It's like a sledgehammer in the blacksmith's hand, and since it's round, it must be smashed anyway!

"Woo-" The clouds burst into bloom, and the phantom of Wang Shichong of the ninety-nine eighty-one years was born and forced Ning Wuqi directly.

On the fragrant mountain, everyone's hearts also tightened suddenly, and they held their breath and stared at the battlefield with their eyes inseparable.

Ning Wuqi took a puff of dry smoke, and the two green dragons spat out from his nose, and then quickly derived, two into four, four into eight, and eight into sixteen...... In the work of electric light and stone fire, but see the dragon dancing in the sky!

"Bang Bang Bang Bang ......" The golden shadow cloud dragon collided with the air and the short soldiers were connected, and the ambilight was dizzying.

"You still made a move!" Wang Shichong snorted coldly, raised his hand and pulled out a cyan magic knife, the blade was surrounded by nine dragons full of runes, the demonic intent was overflowing with murderous aura, and he stepped forward half a step and shook his arm and slashed out!

In an instant, the golden phantom and cyan cloud dragon disappeared like a windswept cloud!

"Ask for the magic knife!" Concubine Tang Fan changed color, and without saying a word, she slapped Diao Xiaosi on the back of the head with her backhand.

Diao Xiaosi was watching the battle intently, and slapped him coldly, and suddenly his eyes staggered, and he said angrily: "Why are you beating me?!"

Concubine Tang Fan was like a fierce god, and said angrily: "Who told you to be lazy in the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum, and let Wang Shichong get the Demon Seeking Knife first?"

"Do you blame me too?" Diao Xiaosi was extremely angry, but he stared at Concubine Tang Fan, who was on the verge of going berserk, after all, he was still a good man who didn't eat the loss in front of him, and obediently didn't say anything.

"Snort!" the Demon Seeking Knife pierced through the void, as if completely getting rid of the shackles of distance, and slashed towards Ning Wuqi's chest.

Ning Wuqi didn't dodge or dodge, and the hand holding the dry tobacco stick slowly drew a circle in front of him.

A strange picture immediately appeared in front of everyone's eyes. On one side is Wang Shichong's Demon Seeking Knife, which is fast and fast, and on the other hand, Ning Wuqi's dry tobacco pole is as light and slow as it is to the extreme.

On the contrary, one fast and one slow, there is no sense of disobedience.

"Ding!" The magic knife was like a bird flying into the forest, and it was deflected to the left by a dry tobacco stick, and Wang Shichong strode closer, burying himself and slamming into Ning Wuqi.

Ning Wuqi stepped back half a step and gave way sideways, and pushed his left palm flat towards Wang Shichong's chest.

The cultivation of both of them has reached the realm of the Great Perfection without a single thought and eclectic pattern, and any change in false tricks will not only be difficult to escape the eyes of the other party, but will only add to the burden of drawing snakes.

Therefore, one move is unpretentious, attacking is attacking, defending is defending, and opening and closing straight forward.

It is only because of this that it is more and more exciting.

"Sonorous and sonorous!" Wang Shichong's attack was like the Yangtze River surging endlessly, pouring out the murderous aura that had been accumulated for a long time without any scruples.

Each of his swords is simple and clear to the extreme, but full of unstoppable edge and omnipresent might.

On the fragrant mountain on the other side, everyone looked at the cold air, and the palms of their hands unconsciously sweated.

The eldest grandson Wuji tried to replace Ning Wuqi with himself, so that he could see if he could make a few moves under Wang Shichong's demon-seeking knife.

As the son-in-law of the head of the Qingcheng Sword Sect, and a good young man who loves life, he is certainly not a daredevil. So carefully did enough homework, first went to Nian Cunsi to hold Yuan Shouyi, and then used the gong to protect the body and put all his mind on guard, and then slowly substituted himself into the battlefield.

Who knew that the scene of Wang Shichong's slash had just appeared on his spiritual platform, and he suddenly felt that his heart was in sharp pain, his whole body seemed to be split in half, his eyes were blackened, and his chest felt like a hole, and his face was like dirt "wow" spurting out blood arrows, and he fell back involuntarily.

Fortunately, the eldest grandson Wuji was standing behind Gao Shan Song, who quickly hugged him, and pressed his left palm against the back of his heart to continuously inject the majestic demonic qi into it, protecting his heart and stabilizing the injury.

The eldest grandson Wuji seemed to have died once, his body trembled violently and opened his eyes in pain, and the voice of the soul came out before he returned: "Woohoo, help......"

"Shut up, or you'll die faster!" Sun Simiao snorted coldly and stuffed a pill into this guy's mouth.

This side has just stabilized, and suddenly heard the "poof", "poof", "poof" Li Yuanba, Luo Cheng, and Zhang Wuji spurted blood one after another, and argued while spraying: "I sprayed farther than you, ouch!"

The eldest grandson Wuji suddenly felt relieved, and gloated: "It seems that he vomits more than me." ”

"Nonsense, that's because the master is better than you!" Li Yuanba was furious when he heard this, and rushed over to beat the eldest grandson Wuji.

Everyone was amused and shocked when they saw this, but fortunately, all four of them were fine, and they could recover after a few days of recuperation.

At this time, Wang Shichong and Ning Wuqi tumbled and fought viciously for more than 60 rounds. Wang Shichong's sword momentum became more and more vigorous, and the front style was not exhausted, and the back moves were born, and the layers were stacked in one go, gradually converging into a roaring cyan thunderstorm, overwhelming the mountains and the sea towards Ning Wuqi.

Ning Wuqi actually became more and more calm, his clothes fluttered and walked leisurely, his body was in and out of the room, and the flowers did not touch the clothes and knives did not linger, but occasionally used a dry tobacco stick or pointed or knocked to trigger the blade, and he could repeatedly turn danger into a disaster.

However, most of the people present were top-level masters, and they could see at a glance that Ning Wuqi was in danger, using himself as bait to let Wang Shichong attack wantonly, thus consuming the opponent's strength and momentum.

A layer of gloom has been added to everyone's hearts at this moment. You must know that Ning Wuqi seems to be at ease, but in fact, he is walking a tightrope on the cliff, and the slightest mistake or misjudgment will put his life in danger.

Diao Xiaosi had long lost the interest in speaking, how could he think about it and feel that he was guilty.

If it weren't for himself, with Ning Wuqi's purity and indifference, he would never have fought against Wang Shichong.

In the final analysis, he was dragged into the water by Li Yuan, the old fox, and the Dragon City Daddy was dragged onto the thief ship by himself.

It's too late to regret it now, and I did everything I needed to do last night, so I almost really set a fire to burn Luoyang City down.

If you want to blame, you can only blame Wang Shichong, this guy is thick-skinned and black-hearted, enough to occupy the first place on the Chang'an Forbes shameless list, and he can sit back and watch Nanako Matsushima and Wang Xuanying finish one after another without frowning, but the more frustrated he becomes, the more courageous he turns grief into violence, and acts recklessly and willfully.

In case of...... Diao Xiaosi comforted himself, in case the father of Dragon City is also defeated, how can Wang Shichong not be himself next to clean up, right? ! After all, he is a person with great ambitions to create a hegemony, how can he ignore the great cause of the world because of a little personal grudge?

Although the five great masters of the righteous path had all appeared, Diao Xiaosi no longer had any hope for them. The five of them joined forces and failed to keep Wang Shichong in the palace, and they were simply embarrassed to go home.

In the final analysis, it is better to ask for others than for yourself, whether it is yourself, Princess Jincheng, or Cheng Shenstick, they have all fought viciously before, and they have almost become the end of the crossbow.

After thinking about it, his eyes finally fell on Concubine Tang Fan, who was staring at Ning Wuqi intently, and secretly approached and whispered: "Godmother-"

Concubine Tang Fan glanced at it, then focused on the battlefield again, and snorted impatiently: "What are you doing?"

"I'll tell you a story. It is said that once upon a time there were capable camels on their heads, and they did not cry tired of carrying many things. The merchant took it to the bazaar and wanted to sell it for a good price. ”

Diao Xiaosi didn't feel that he was annoying, and whispered in Tang Fanfei's ear: "He hung four big baskets on the camel's body and kept loading stones into it. 100 catties, 200 catties, 300 catties...... The camels are still walking as if they were doing nothing, and the selling price is also rising. ”

Concubine Tang Fan was inexplicable when she heard it, Diao Xiaosi smiled and said: "At this time, a child suddenly came out of the crowd, took a straw and put it in the basket. And guess what? With a pop, the camel fell and was crushed by a straw. ”

Concubine Tang Fan realized something, nodded and said, "I understand, it must be a fairy grass, weighing more than 10,000 jun." ”

Diao Xiaosi blocked his throat in one breath, rolled his eyelids for a long time and said, "Godmother, could it be that you were taught by the old man of the porter when you were a child?"

The voice did not fall, the battle situation on Longmen Mountain suddenly changed, Wang Shichong was another knife split, Ning Wuqi did not retreat and advanced to launch ****, the dry smoke stick is like a dragon out of the sea and the phoenix soars into the sky, and the weather is as muddy as nature.

"Ding Ding Ding-" A storm of gold and iron clashing was endless, and the figures of the two were covered in light, and even if they gathered their eyes, they couldn't see it really.

Suddenly hearing the crisp sound of "sonorous", the figures in the field suddenly exchanged directions, becoming Wang Shichong in the east and Ning Wuqi in the west.

Everyone exclaimed, but they saw that the dry tobacco pipe in Ning Wuqi's hand had been cut in two by the Demon Seeking Knife, his chest and placket were torn, and a large area of blood stained red.

Wang Shichong also had a blood hole on his right chest, but the wound was obviously much shallower than Ning Wuqi's.

He stared at the knife wound on Ning Wuqi's chest with sharp eyes, and laughed indulgingly: "I really should be good Xie Lu Xie Kongding!"