Chapter 1153

In the case that the divine realm hasn't come out for a thousand years, the demigod represents the highest realm of martial arts. Tang Zhou has always yearned for this realm, which also has not come out for a hundred years, but has hope to reach.

But in the end, Tang Zhou could only smile bitterly and shake his head.

He knew that after the battle, whether he lost or won, his cultivation would regress. In his life, I'm afraid he would never be a demigod again.

"Since I can't reach the demigod, let me feel the power of the demigod with the dragon's pulse."

With a roar of anger, Tang Zhou gently raised his right hand. Suddenly, the air of the Dragon gathered, and a lifelike Panlong sword appeared.

At this moment, the collision of swords and swords makes the world turn pale. At this moment, the original blue sky in the Jiulong mountains turns into a vision of red and yellow.

The color of the golden dragon vein and the blood red murderous spirit are constantly intertwined. Under the sky, Li Fan holding the sword is also intertwined with tangzhou holding the sword.

The crowd at the foot of the mountain had been speechless by the battle.

At this time, people were already different from those who could not see the details of the mountain at first. When the sky began to change, everyone was shocked.

"Is the demigod so terrible? Can even the sky change? "

Master Ma, who knows a little bit of information, raises his head and makes no secret of his amazement.

"There is no doubt that Li Fan's strength is demigod. Then tangzhou can exert its demigod strength with the help of the dragon's pulse. Today, whoever wins will be able to hold the throne of the first person in Chinese martial arts."

Song Ming looked up at the top of the mountain without blinking and asserted.

The strength of his deep, natural eyesight is not those ordinary people can compare, the peak of the battle, he can barely see a careful.

Of course, it's not that he doesn't have enough eyesight to force them. It's that the movements of Li Fan and Tang Zhou are so fast that even if he is a master of inner strength, he is very reluctant to see them clearly.

"The Tang family has been nurturing this dragon vein for hundreds of years, but it has such power. It is not arrogant that the Tang family has been guarding the Jiulong mountains for generations."

Looking at the vision in the sky at this moment, Zheng Qing, an ordinary man, was yearning for it.

On the top of the mountain, with every collision between Li Fan and tangzhou, there must be gold or red air around.

Two hands of the sword, I do not know how many times because of collision dissipated.

But every time it dissipates, there will be a surge of air in their hands, and they will gather again.

And in the process of the two swords disappearing and reuniting, the air around them was also thinning.

The first time I met an opponent who could fight with demigod, Li Fan was a little difficult, but also excited. At the same time, he did not forget to ask: "I am very curious about what kind of human feelings Zheng Qing sold to you, so that you have to pay your life to embarrass me."

Tang Zhou knew that this was to distract his attention, and he didn't mean to answer at all.

After they separated again, Li Fan, who had a weak breath, burst out laughing and made Tang Zhou frown. At the same time, he had a bad feeling in his heart.

"What is Mr. Li laughing at?"

Tang Zhou narrowed his eyes, could not see the joy and anger, but his heart was palpitating.

"I laugh at my stupidity."

Li Fan shook his head, some remorse, but more joy.

Tang Zhou frowned tightly. He didn't know what happened to Li Fan's sudden words.

Half ring, just listen to Li Fan continue to say: "tangzhou, I'll give you one last chance, stop here, continue to be your first master of the east city, live a happy life, how?"

"Isn't Mr. Li confused?"

Before he started, his attitude was clear.

In this war, either you die or I die.

For this reason, Zheng even used his dragon spirit to repay him.

Now that he has been fighting for a long time and is about to win, Li Fan asks him to go back to his old age. How can he accept it.

"In that case, I'm not to blame."

Li Fan closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and when he opened them again, he had a touch of determination in his eyes.

In the sky, the red air mass, at this moment, all converged to Li Fan's hands.

At this moment, the blood red dagger began to soar, first 10 meters, 20 meters, and soon reached 100 meters.

Tang Zhou's eyes, also dignified a lot, the hand of the golden sword did not rise, but also absorbed a lot of dragon Qi, the sword became more pure, just like the essence.

At the foot of Jiulong Mountain, everyone was moved to see the blood red hundred meter long sword.

"Is it a division?"

Zheng Qing murmured, looking nervous.

Now, he knows that soon, the outcome of the mountain will be revealed, and then the fate of his Zheng family will be revealed.

It's all in the next moment whether it will continue to prosper or change its owner.At this time, behind the crowd, there was a sudden scream.

"Ah! Zheng Wenjun, what are you doing! "

Sun Fei is focusing on the battlefield on the top of the mountain. Behind her, someone suddenly grabs her hand, which makes her panic.

"Hey! You bitch, do you think you can be unscrupulous if you have a backer? "

Zheng Wenjun has long hated Li Fan to the bone. Now he can't find Li Fan's bad luck, so he can only come to Sun Fei for trouble.

With that, Zheng Wenjun's still intact left hand was raised high and slapped on Sun Fei's face.

The clear slap in the face attracted a lot of eyes, but all of them just took a cold look and then moved away. Even Zheng Qing could not stop Sun Tzu's mischief at the moment.

All their hearts are tied to the top of the mountain.

On the top of the mountain, Li Fan holds a blood red hundred meter sword and looks at tangzhou with excited eyes.

"I've been thinking, you fight with the dragon's pulse of Jiulong Mountain. If I split the mountain, do you have any dragon's pulse?"

Li Fan's voice was calm, but Tang Zhou's eyes were suddenly round when he heard this. Without any hesitation, he stabbed him with his sword.

However, Li Fan's action is faster than his.

Li Fan put his hands on the 100 meter long knife, and his muscles stirred, then he cut it out.

Boom!

There was a huge roar. On the Jiulong Mountain, the mountain cracked in an instant, and countless pieces of gravel were flying. The dust covered half of the sky.

The crowd at the foot of the mountain, now covered with dust, coughs from the crowd.

Until the dust gradually dissipated, people began to look nervously at the Jiulong mountains, but then there was a dead silence.

"Jiulong Mountain..."

For a long time, Zheng Qing murmured, his eyes full of disbelief.

Not only him, but also Song Ming, with his mouth wide open at this time, said in a dull tone: "mountain Broken? "It's broken with a knife?"