Not only the three claws of the Golden Claws, the same scenes are constantly being staged in the twelve-star palaces of the Three Cities. On the one hand, they think that they can advance by fighting casually, they think that the star generals are frivolous warriors who are frivolous and frantic warriors, and on the other hand, they are invisible geniuses who have made great progress after two years of hard practice, not to mention that the first batch of generals and stars were all determined by Tang Luo himself. Not to mention the martial arts styles that were determined by spiritual power, but only practical combat abilities. The weakest generals and stars in the Ximu Palace all have the strength comparable to ordinary heroes of aristocratic families, and they are not easily passed by ordinary warriors.

Young warriors who are truly capable of engaging in the twelve palaces all rely on their own identities, so how could they come up to challenge on the first day of opening the palace? Not to mention the top aristocratic families in the alliance, even ordinary aristocratic families will first look at the quality of the twelve palaces of the three cities and then decide where to challenge them.

Only barefoot civilians who have no worries will advance and make rapid progress. What aristocratic families are good at is always planning and then acting.

It is precisely because of this that the challenge of the twelve palaces on the first day was dull and boring. There was no warrior who could break through the first palace on the ring in Lanshan City, which made Tang Luo shake his head repeatedly.

Cui Dayou, who had been focusing on the head of the family, looked at Tang Luo and looked displeased, and quickly asked respectfully: "Is the head of the family unsatisfied with the performance of the star general in Lanshan City?"

"No, I am very satisfied with the performance of the Ximu Palace Star General." Tang Luo shook his head and pointed to the challenger on the ring who was knocked away by the Jin Sanzha again and said: "I am just wondering why these warriors of the aristocratic families are still so weak after the reinforcement of the secret techniques announced by the Tang Mi family. It seems that it is not a good thing that the new alliance has no opponents in the western part of Longzhou. The performance of these warriors is a bit disappointing. Let's go and go to Qutang City to take a look."

Compared to the progress of the challenge, Tang Luo was more concerned about the martial arts cultivation of the members of the Star Hall. After all, these are the remains he collected from the common people, and each of them is a potential person who can be called a hero or a genius.

Think about what kind of holy land in sects will not seem so terrible if you take such a group of warriors to fight a hundred years later.

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The challenge of the twelve palaces is in full swing, but no one has successfully penetrated the twelve palaces for ten consecutive days. The one with the best results only hit the ninth surrender Lou Palace and stopped. As the end of July approached, the aristocratic families who wanted to make a decision and then acted finally couldn't sit still.

The masters of the three cities seemed to be booming, and they were able to fight the young strong men in the ninth and tenth houses appeared one after another, but none of them successfully penetrated the twelfth house.

It was not until July 28 that Li Xuanba from Fuling City came to the arena of Lanshan City, opened the eleventh Palace in one breath, and met the Lord of Xingji Palace who was guarding the pass, the man who looked like a bear.

As the general guarding the pass of Lanshan City, Fang Xiong is really suffocating to the Xingji Palace these days. It is rare to meet an opponent. This warrior as strong as a bear floated towards the spiritual genius who sacrificed the Xuanhuang body, just like the Qingfeng, as light as a willow catkin.

A warrior as strong as a bear, as light as willow catkins!?

"Damn it, this is the Feng Ling Body!" The spectator with a sharp look cursed and pointed at the Lord of Xingji Palace and explained to everyone: "This is the Feng Ling Body, which is up to the fifth-grade bloodline. The warrior who awakens this bloodline not only practices Fire Xing and Feng Xing's martial arts with half the effort, but also has amazing power. Cultivating to the depths of the essence, this bloodline can also mobilize Feng Xing's spiritual power in the world, either condense into a wind wall to block the enemy, or turn into a wind rush to help. The changes are unpredictable, Mr. Li is in danger!"

Li Xuanba in the ring also felt the terror of this wind spirit body. As a warrior with natural divine power, he had the power of dividing gold and breaking stones in his every move, but the fist that had hit the opponent several times was pushed aside by the strange wind, as if the whole space was against him. The opponent punched him and wanted to avoid it, but was pushed forward by Feng Yong. He punched him with one punch and had not touched the opponent's body. The fist wind was so strong that he blew the opponent away. The spiritual skills of aiming at the opponent were even more skewed under the influence of the wind wall. This made Mr. Li, who had never lost his life since he came out of the mountain, fell into a disadvantage and was pressed by the general guarding the gate of Xingji Palace.

Although the scene was one-sided, Fang Xiong knew it was a pain. Although he had learned from books a long time ago that he was born with divine power, but his level was also different. However, he did not expect that the difference was so big.

Maybe it was because Fang Xiong was born in poverty and lacked nutrition when he was young, so he did not cultivate his natural divine power to the extreme. Facing Li Xuanba's attack, Fang Xiong did not dare to resist with his body, and could only use his bloodline to block the power. The opponent's Xuanhuang Body was too tough, and his attack seemed to be tickling. Although he seemed to have always had the upper hand, he did not cause any substantial damage to Li Xuanba.

Fang Xiong's most powerful attack now is the Tang family's unique seal method, but the combination of three seals cannot cause damage to Li Xuanba's Xuanhuang Body, and he does not have enough spiritual power to exert his seal method, so he wants to try the combination that once the inspiration appears but has not had time to study.

Instead of exhausting his power to wait for death, it is better to fight to the death when he still has the rest of his power. He is the general guarding the gate who carries the hopes of other brothers in the twelve palaces!

A gust of wind pushed him back several feet. Fang Xiong, who had pulled the distance, held his breath and waved his hands at the same time. It was Tang's unique seal method.

The fire seal rides on the third is a flame, and the wind seal rides on the third is a hurricane!

Feeling the other party's violent spiritual power fluctuations, Li Xuanba twisted his neck and said coldly: "You have been fighting for so long, so it's time for me."

With a small success in Xuanhuang Body, he did not take Fang Xiong's seal method seriously at all, but just pushed him towards him slowly.

Fang Xiong, who tried his best to control the balance of spiritual power between his hands, had no time to answer Li Xuanba's provocation. He only felt that the flames and hurricane gathered in his hands became more and more violent. If they were rashly combined, they would only blow themselves away.

How should we integrate? The helpless general of the gate guarding the gate remembered the threat from Chief Cui. Fang Xiong under the mask swallowed, and wanted him to give up the treatment of the star hall now, which was really more uncomfortable than killing him.

With his eyes firm again, Fang Xiong gritted his teeth and said, "No matter how much you have, fight!"

Aroused the last bloodline in his body, and a strong wind pushed his back and approached Li Xuanba in front of him at a very fast speed.

"Good come!" Li Xuanba's right fist, which gathered the power of Xuanhuang, was ready to go, and Fang Xiong was waiting for this move.

The fist hit the opponent's chest without any stop. The powerful force shattered the opponent's sternum and burst out, and the opponent's clothes and mask burst out. The star general of Xingji Palace finally revealed his true face, but after being punched by this young master, shouldn't you show the loser's frustration? Why are you laughing?

"boom!"
Chapter completed!