The fire is strong, the dragon's energy rises, and Su Yan's long hair is flying, like a goddess standing in the rain of fire. The Tianhuo Sword is clear and bursts out with wisps of divine power to compete with the aura of the young man in the Giant Stone Sect.

"Are you sure?" I asked in a message.

Su Yan chuckled: "It may not be possible to win, but it will definitely not lose. You have to be careful. The successor of Wusheng Pavilion has injured this person from the Giant Stone Sect without giving all his strength."

"Well, I'll be careful, so do you. Once you fight, I won't be distracted to take care of you."

"Don't worry, go fight!"

...

The ancient scroll was enchanting, and the scenes of strange scenes appeared, turning into blood-colored magic and attacking Su Yan. The light of the Nine Sky Flame Dragon Dance soared, and more than ten sword energy were cut out in the fire domain instantly, fighting with the ancient scroll's power, without losing. As Su Yan said, even if she couldn't win, she would never lose to this opponent.

"Do you... still have the heart to care about others?" The descendant of the Wusheng Pavilion looked proud, and the golden spear pointed at me, and said with a smile: "I have been paying attention to you since I was involved in the Tianhe River. Although I am a spiritual practitioner, your strength is very strong and can be regarded as the best in the spiritual practice world. My Wusheng Pavilion and your spiritual practice world are at the same origin. Why don't you retreat when you know the difficulties?"

I smiled slightly: "Since you also know the origin of the same thing, why do you still have to fight with me? What's more, I'm not defeated yet, why should you retreat when you see the difficulties?"

The powerful force fluctuated on the golden spear, and the corner of his mouth raised: "It's not bad, then fight, I'll let you know the gap and then retreat when you see the difficulties. There are those who can do the opportunity in the upper reaches of the Tianhe River. If you are not strong enough, you will not be qualified to take it."

The light in his eyes became bright, and the descendants of the Wusheng Pavilion launched an attack directly. The surrounding rules exploded. The golden spear instantly condensed into a huge weapon dozens of feet, crushed in the air, with a majestic momentum, forcing the will of the surrounding rivers of the sky. It was so strong, no wonder it was directly chosen by the will of the Demon-Captaining Tower!

kill!

The real dragon's aura was surging, and the left fist formed a seal and hit the sky, as if it was a peerless real dragon. The huge body crushed the void and made a hissing sound, and even the other four people fighting around were affected.

"Peng~~~"

With a loud bang, the golden spear and the True Dragon Fist Seal were thrust together, and they fought to the same level. However, the body of the descendant of the Wusheng Pavilion shook slightly, and his eyes were burning. He laughed and said, "The True Dragon Art is indeed extraordinary. Come on, let me see how powerful the other methods are!"

The golden light was blazing and the spear was full of shadows. He suppressed it in the air, just like a god of war descending to earth. His aura was completely different from before. Even a huge figure appeared behind him. Is it... the legendary "martial saint"?

The Wusheng Pavilion has a long history and has existed since the ancient times. It is said that every disciple of the head of the sect must learn the unique skills of the Wusheng, the Martial Arts. It seems that the rumors are true. This young man's understatement has the invincible aura of the ancient martial arts saint, which is amazing!

The murderous intention of all things is surging. Jiuma Painting Mountain, Hanniu Cauldron's Tripod is activated one by one. Ice lotus appears in the air instantly, turning into sharp sword intent to kill the opponent. The power of the Martial Bible collided one by one, and the powerful spiritual power turned into powder. The mist under the world tree kept soaring out whirlpools, which were shaken by the fierce battles of the people, and the eternal lights hanging in the air swayed, like the final reward. Whoever could win would be the peerless opportunity.

After fifty moves, they are still in line.

The descendants of the Wusheng Pavilion had a high fighting spirit, the golden spear flashed with holy light, and their eyes were filled with cold light: "You are very good if you can block the martial arts Bible's fifty moves and be undefeated, but it's time to end!"

He suddenly soared into the air, his whole body was full of light. Another level of Martial Saint Dharma appeared behind him, and he condensed into one with the previous Martial Saint Dharma Dharma. He suddenly increased by nearly half, and his entire human power almost doubled. The golden spear buzzed, and there was a momentum that swept everything. Even Ruan Tianyang, the Zhuque Boy, Su Yan and the young man in the battle were shocked.

"Are you going to decide the winner?" The Suzaku boy's eyes were full of hope.

Ruan Tianyang frowned and looked at me: "Bu Yixuan is so spiritual cultivator who can force the people of the Wusheng Pavilion to such an extent. Is he too strong, or is the successors of this generation of Wusheng Pavilion too weak?"

"So brave!"

The descendant of the Wusheng Pavilion shouted loudly, his eyes looked down upon. The spear sacrificed the golden light of the sky swept across the earth and headed straight for Ruan Tianyang. There was a constant roar. The powerful spear actually separated the heaven and earth, cutting off the water of the sky and rivers from it. The tip of the spear was like a mountain range, and it hit Ruan Tianyang's head with the roar.

"Are you looking for death?!"

Ruan Tianyang, one of the four princes of Yun Kingdom, was also furious after being personally advised by Emperor Yun. His tattoos were glowing, and a talisman sword energy burst out, blocking the power of the spear.

"Boom~~~"

The upstream world trembled slightly, Ruan Tianyang was slightly stunned, and his body couldn't help but take three steps back and stopped. This person is very strong, no wonder he can compete with the Suzaku Boy for so long!

All six people above this are peerless monsters!

"Your opponent seems to be me, don't be half-hearted."

Looking at the successor of the Wusheng Pavilion, a wisp of chaotic energy hovered around the moon blade in my hand, the true explanation of the Battle Sword was fully opened, and there were scriptures surging around my body. It was the power of the Taihao scripture. Facing the extremely powerful successor of the Wusheng Pavilion, I not only did not be timid, but instead a powerful fighting spirit emerged in my heart. I was excited, and even my bloodline seemed to be in full bloom.

This artistic conception is as if I was born for the war.

Is this the reason for the bloodline of the human king? My ancestor was once the best among the fifteen powerful human kings in Huiyao's world. Although the blood inheritance of the human king's battle blood has remained weak, it still exists. Otherwise, how would this kind of fighting spirit that is strong when encountering a strong person?

Kill! Temper yourself in the battle of life and death, understand more mysteries of rules, and complement the sword heart of all things. This is my way!

The descendant of the Wusheng Pavilion looked at me, and the double martial saint behind me had merged, and I couldn't help but raise my lips and said, "Do you just want to die that way? I am reluctant to kill you, but now you are looking for death by yourself, but I can't blame me."

I shouted softly, the moon blade shook violently, the power of the Battle Demon Art burst out, and a fiery red horse descended in the sky, with its hooves as big as a bowl, condensed on the sword intent with a transcendent momentum and blasted towards the opponent: "What nonsense, fight!"

"Good come!"

The descendants of the Wusheng Pavilion also had their eyes hot, and the war spears were raised, and countless golden spear shadows swept across it as if they were raising huge waves. They rushed together with the fierce horses, causing the rumbling between the world, and the air in the upstream seemed to boil. The world tree shone, and the eternal lights were shaken by the airflow.

"kill!"

The successor of the Wusheng Pavilion was more powerful than the other, and he fought completely with a desperate fighting style. Even the young man from the Jushimen was stunned. The previous battle between the Wusheng Pavilion and him was like a child playing house, and he was not serious at all, just as the successor of the Wusheng Pavilion was looking forward to the battle in front of him, not all the previous battles.

This sense of frustration made the young man from the Giant Stone Sect feel very uncomfortable, so that the power of the ancient scroll was greatly weakened, but it was repeatedly defeated by Su Yan's hot sword intent.

"Clam~~~~"

The moon blade collided with the golden spear, and under close combat, the fiery sword intent and the power of the Martial Bible strangled each other, and a huge force came raging. In an instant, countless sword energy swept across, cutting through the shoulder armor of the descendant of the Martial Saint Pavilion, leaving three shallow sword marks on his shoulders. His physical body was cultivated strongly, and the sword energy could no longer be cut off if it broke the skin.

At the same time, the fierce martial arts Bible urged an invisible air to sweep over like a blade, erasing my protective energy one by one, then wrapped around my arms, strangling blood-red marks. Although it was not broken, it was also painful. There was a faint sound of a true dragon roaring, and a strand of true dragon energy sealed the body.

"You have actually refined the real dragon body?" His eyes cold and he sneered: "That will make you even more impossible."

"You want to kill me?" I said lightly.

“Yes, how?”

"Then I'll kill you too!"

The two of them were determined to kill together. Almost in an instant, a ray of sacred power emerged from the spear of the descendant of the Wusheng Pavilion and rushed towards me. A stalagmites surrounded by chaotic energy appeared in my left hand, which instantly turned into countless giant weapons and attacked me. The weapons I dealt with were magic weapons, and I also had extraordinary magic weapons!

"Boom boom boom boom~~~"

The Battle Mountain collided with the golden spear, and the loud noise continued. The powerful impact hurt us, and each of us retreated and vomited a mouthful of blood.

"Kill again!"

His eyes were blood red, and the descendant of the Wusheng Pavilion shouted loudly. The iron fist was swept by the powerful force of the Wusheng scriptures, and the surrounding space was completely distorted. It seemed that only this punch that teared everything was left between heaven and earth!

True Dragon Fist Seal, Kill!

The true dragon's aura surged, turning into strands of true dragon magic images surrounding me, and the left fist blasted out into the air, like a true dragon roaring away, colliding with the punch of the descendant of the Wusheng Pavilion.

"Pass!"

With the loud noise, there is still no distinction between the upper and lower parts.

The body was vaguely painful and had been shaken out of internal injuries. The Martial Bible is so powerful that you must fight quickly!

The light suddenly flashed out, and the blood-colored spirit-breaking spear spread across the sky. I began to use this great fortune I had just found in the water of the Tianhe River. The sound of spirit-breaking shocked people and hit the head of the descendant of the Wusheng Pavilion.

"When~~~"

The clanging sound was heard, and the two spears collided together, but the descendant of the Wusheng Pavilion was shocked and turned to vomit blood. He was a little turbulent and his eyes were full of shock: "You... have you actually used this taboo power?"

"You're defeated!"

My body was covered with the aura of a true dragon, and it soared into the sky like a dominant ruler. The spirit-breaking spear swept across the earth, shaking the descendants of the Wusheng Pavilion, flying out like a fallen leaf, and landed directly into the river of heaven.

At this point, the descendants of the Wusheng Pavilion officially withdrew from the upstream battle and were defeated extremely fiercely.
Chapter completed!