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In the training ground, the solid steel stones were polished into a flat light. Xia Jian and Ao Chen stood in a circle of hundreds of feet surrounded by monsters. The monsters did not dare to make noise, but could only whisper.

"Grand Tiger Commander, I can see through that fat man, but I can't see through that handsome man at all, giving people a hazy feeling." A man wearing iron black armor whispered to the Golden Tiger in front of him.

Jin Hu didn't find it strange because he couldn't see through Ao Chen's cultivation level and said, "I can't see through, let alone you, don't talk! Your Majesty the Dragon Emperor has an order, so no noise is allowed!"

"I know!" The man stopped talking and quietly looked at Xia Jian and Ao Chen on the field.

Dragon Emperor Ao Tian also looked confused. Looking at Xia Jian's confident look on the court, he said to himself: "This ugly-faced Taoist disciple is not stupid, right? The gap between the immortal and the cultivator is really too big, but he knows that he can't do it, but he has my style! I like it!"

Ao Chen looked at Xia Jian, who was standing opposite him with a look of indifferent expression, and said, "I will ask you ten moves, otherwise I will say that I am an immortal to bully a cultivator. If it is spread, it will not make people laugh." When cultivators fight, whoever uses one move can decide the outcome, but Ao Chen said that Xia Jian will give him ten moves because of Ao Chen's confidence in his own strength.

"Haha, are immortals so confident? I want to see if you can avoid my ten moves!" Xia Jian said with a smile.

While talking, Xia Jian secretly condensed his true energy. As soon as he finished speaking, a light yellow light flashed in Xia Jian's hand. A blurry sword shadow flew straight towards Ao Chen.

"The best fairy sword?" Ao Tian widened his eyes and saw clearly that the blurry sword shadow was a fairy sword with a light yellow light, and it was also a top fairy sword.

Ao Chen's pupils suddenly became bigger, and he moved his sleeves. A afterimage appeared where he was standing. Xia Jian's Dragon Flame Fairy Sword easily pierced the afterimage left by Ao Chen, and the afterimage disappeared into the air.

Ao Chen returned to the place where the afterimage was left before, with a disdainful smile on his face.

The Dragon Flame Fairy Sword returned to Xia Jian's hand again. Xia Jian looked at Ao Chen's smiling face. "The speed of the immortal is extraordinary! How can I get close to me?" Sun-chasing boots appeared under Xia Jian's feet, holding a sword in his right hand, and looking at Ao Chen with his eyebrows.

The body movement of "Dragon and Tiger Step" was vainly used, "—Like the Wind!" There were many afterimages in the small field, which were the shadows left by Xia Jian's speed too fast.

The pale yellow Dragon Flame Fairy Sword cut open the space beside Ao Chen, eliminating the ripples like water.

In close combat, Xia Jian is also a strong point.

"So fast speed, is this still a cultivator in the Tribulation Period? It's so terrifying speed!" The Dragon Emperor was surprised when he saw Xia Jian's speed was so great.

Of course, the Dragon Emperor Ao Tian was not the only one who was surprised. Even the immortal Ao Chen felt incredible, but Xia Jian's speed was much faster than that of ordinary immortals.

"The speed is quite fast, but it's not a big deal in my eyes." After Ao Chen said, a figure flashed to Xia Jian's back.

Xia Jian could not control the force in his hand. With a loud bang, Xia Jian's Dragon Flame Fairy Sword hit the hard steel stone on the ground on the training ground. A whole piece of solid steel stone with a three-foot radius turned into powder.

Xia Jian also felt that Ao Chen was behind him, and he held the hilt of the sword tightly and stabbed it under his armpit.

Looking at the fairy sword that suddenly appeared behind Xia Jian, Ao Chen hurriedly retreated.

But at such a close distance, Ao Chen felt the pressure brought by the fairy sword that was so close. Ao Chen didn't want to use his body to try the power of Xia Jian's top-quality fairy sword. "There's no choice! This kid is really difficult to deal with!"

Xia Jian was not retreating because Xia Jian felt that Ao Chen behind him was gone.

"Telection, haha!" Xia Jian smiled in his heart, looked around quickly, and found Ao Chen's handsome figure ten feet to the left.

"This Ao Chen actually fought with the cultivator and used teleportation, hey!" Dragon Emperor Ao Tian shook his head secretly. This was not a fair contest, but he actually used teleportation, which made the Dragon Emperor look down on Ao Chen a little.

"Hmph! There are seven more moves, what are you going to use?" Ao Chen snorted coldly. Xia Jian's move just now forced him to use teleportation, and he was very angry.

Xia Jian listened to Ao Chen's atmosphere voice, and felt very happy. "Can you teleport the immortals' pussy, haha! I'm not too bad. Seven moves? After seven moves, I will let you take off all your skin even if you don't die!"

"The fourth move!" Xia Jian finished speaking, and the speed was almost close to teleportation, after all, it was only ten feet away. The Dragon Flame Fairy Sword in Xia Jian's hand danced a round sword flower, and a circular light made Ao Chen unable to help but close his eyes. However, Ao Chen's immortal consciousness was still distributed throughout the training ground, and any movement of anyone was clearly clear in Ao Chen's mind.

The ring-shaped light flashed, but there was an extra big fist, which was not bad! It was Xia Jian's fist.

"Hmph! Hand-to-hand combat?" Ao Chen was disdainful. As a dragon clan, Ao Chen was extremely powerful in his body. Of course, he was very disdainful of Xia Jian's use of hand-to-hand combat with the cultivator.

Ao Chen stretched out his right hand, exposed his elbow, and collided with Xia Jian's fist.

"Peng!" Ao Chen couldn't help but retreated three feet from his huge recoil force, feeling the numbness coming from his elbows, and he couldn't raise any strength.

Xia Jian retreated twice as far as Ao Chen, and was shrunk six or seven feet away by the recoil force. Xia Jian rubbed his fists, then pointed his toes at the ground, and then quickly attacked Ao Chen again. This time, Xia Jian raised the Dragon Flame Fairy Sword instead of using his fists.

The elbow finally felt a little numb, but Xia Jian bullied himself again. Ao Chen was very depressed. He kicked his feet and left two clear footprints on the extremely hard stone surface of the steel stone. Ao Chen soared into the air at this time, more than ten feet from the ground.

"Hide? I see how you hide!" Xia Jian, who was still on the ground, had a yellow talisman in his hand.

"Peng!" The yellow talisman exploded above Ao Chen's head, and water arrows shot towards Ao Chen.

Ao Chen had not expected that he was hit by a lot of water arrows. However, Ao Chen's body was extremely powerful, and the attack of the water arrows was just a tickling. However, a sudden change occurred, and purple thunderbolts suddenly appeared above his head.

Ao Chen's figure suddenly shuttled through the cracks between water arrows and sky thunder.

As soon as Ao Chen's toes fell to the ground, he felt a numbness all over his body, "No!" Ao Chen said in his heart.

In the blink of an eye, Ao Chen's originally beautiful clothes turned into carbon residue by the upper body of Tianlei.

While Ao Chen had not fully reacted, Xia Jian stepped forward and made a quick move again. In the gorgeous sword shadow, there were sharp sword energy. The sword energy touched the ground, leaving grooves on the steel stone ground.

Ao Chen dodged left and right, and every time he narrowly avoided Xia Jian's attack. A red light appeared in Ao Chen's eyes, saying, "Ten moves have passed, I will offend you!"
Chapter completed!