In the high altitude, the two figures are constantly colliding. Each collision between the two can arouse a violent sound wave, which roars in all directions with the majestic power turbulence.
The small stars around were impacted by this majestic force and roared in all directions. From the ground, it seemed as if countless meteors were cutting through the sky.
After another hundred rounds, the two figures have retreated several stars. The old hall master of Youquan hall is panting, and the Yuehua blade in his hand has gradually lost its light.
The star sword in the white haired figure's hand is still brilliant and dazzling, and their breathing is only a little short. After looking at each other, they both burst into laughter.
"Happy, I haven't had such a happy war for a long time. Except for the sand king of Xizhou and the poison king of Nanzhou, the other four kings can't arouse my interest. I didn't expect you to make me enjoy yourself in Youquan!"
"You Quan's years of closed door cultivation have not been in vain if you can get the praise from the soldier Demon Lord."
After that, they reorganized their weapons and were ready to fight again.
On seeing this, Chen Chu, the king of Tibet, moved and stood in front of the master of the old hall of Youquan hall. He looked directly at the white haired figure and said, "elder martial brother, don't fight again."
"Chen Chuyi, what I hate most is that you look like a good man!" The white haired figure glared at the Tibetan king Chen Chuyi and said coldly:
"In order not to drag down the hell of our ten halls, in the final analysis, you are still cowardly. The Bingmo hall is never afraid of fighting. Soldiers are lethal weapons and live to death. This is the purpose of the Bingmo hall!"
"But what about you? You are the master of the ten halls of hell. You left the ten halls of hell and killed your younger martial sister. Your crime is unforgivable!"
"I can't fight with Youquan. Come and fight with me!"
Hearing this, Chen Chu, the king of Tibet, showed a helpless look on his face and shook his head; "Elder martial brother, why are you doing this?"
"My Lord, I can fight again!" Youquan's face on one side was solemn and said to Chen Chuyi, the king of Tibet.
Chen Chu, the king of Tibet, waved his hand and motioned Youquan to step down first. He said in a flat tone: "Youquan, your accomplishments have indeed improved by leaps and bounds in the past 20 years, but you are still a little slower than the breakthrough speed of the eldest martial brother. Step back first. Since the eldest martial brother wants to fight, I can only accompany him."
Hearing this, Youquan's face was stunned and his body trembled slightly. His talent was extraordinary. Twenty years ago, he was the first of the ten halls of hell. Later, he went to the new world. Now his cultivation has been unfathomable.
Adults are bound to see the gap between themselves and soldiers and demons. Even adults have said so. It seems that their strength is still a little worse than soldiers and Demons after all.
"Yes, my Lord!" Thinking of this, Youquan had to nod and say to the Tibetan king Chen Chuyi.
When he finished, he stepped back.
Among the stars, there are only Chen Chuyi, the king of Tibet, and the old hall owner, Bing Mo, his eldest martial brother!
"Chen Chuyi, come up with your strongest means. I want to see what you learned about life in that world!" The white haired figure looked directly at the Tibetan king Chen Chuyi. His eyes were as sharp as stars and said coldly.
Seeing this, the Tibetan king Chen Chu shook his head helplessly and sighed, "elder martial brother, if I don't defeat you, I'm afraid you will be stubborn all the time. Let's fight!"
At this point, the Tibetan king Chen Chuyi slowly raised his right hand.
The vast and huge scorching sun suddenly swept by countless torrents of scorching sun flames, turned into a scorching sun sword and fell steadily in the hands of the Tibetan king Chen Chuyi.
As soon as the sword came out, the moon blade of Youquan and the stars in the hands of the white haired figure became dim.
If the sun doesn't come out, the stars and the moon will shine, and the sun will come out, everything will lose its color!
"You can even use the power of Da RI. Younger martial brother, it seems that you have really learned something in that world." Seeing this scene, the white haired figure's face was also a color of amazement, and immediately said coldly.
As soon as the voice fell, the white haired figure raised his big hand. The dim star sword in his hand suddenly burst out dazzling light, just like a huge star that can cover the sun and moon. The long sword condensed by the star light faintly made bursts of sword chanting.
Buzz!
With the sound of a crisp sword like a silver bell ringing in the air, an overbearing starlight sword suddenly burst out of the starlight sword in the white haired figure's hand.
Chen Chuyi, the king of Tibet, contracted his pupils in an instant, and a flash of amazement flashed in his eyes. He stared at the white haired figure and felt the fierce feeling brought by the domineering starlight sword. He couldn't help saying:
"Elder martial brother, have you stepped into the realm of Emperor Wu?"
Chen Chuyi, the Tibetan king, was surprised that he was able to enter the realm of Emperor Wu because he went to the tianwu world and absorbed the stronger heaven and earth aura of the tianwu world. His sword intention had reached the peak. After being moistened by the aura, the realm could be said to be a natural breakthrough.
But the eldest martial brother has been staying in this world. In terms of the concentration of heaven and earth aura in this world, it is impossible to support a strong man at the peak of the king's realm to step into the realm of the emperor of Wu!
"Even you can step into the realm of Emperor Wu. Why can't I?" Hearing the words of the Tibetan king Chen Chuyi, the white haired figure raised a sneer at the corners of his mouth and said.
"Younger martial brother, when you left the sect door, you broke the master's heart. Every time the master drank wine at night and was sleepy, he would tell me about you and the secret of the sect door."
"You have to go to tianwu world to know the existence of Wuhuang realm, but there are ancient records in the door."
"What, how is this possible?" Hearing this, Chen Chu, the king of Tibet, showed a look of surprise on his face.
Seeing the surprised appearance of the Tibetan king Chen Chuyi, the white haired figure seemed to get some psychological satisfaction. The corners of his mouth raised a slight arc and talked about the secret of the sect door: "according to the classics of the sect door, our world is only a small world of the ten thousand worlds of the heavens. Thousands of years ago, this small world was also connected with the ten thousand worlds of the heavens."
"However, great changes have taken place in the heaven and the world. In order to preserve the heaven and the earth, the great powers of the ancestors used the supreme means and imposed the heaven and the earth prohibitions to separate the heaven and the earth from the heaven and the world."
"Because of this, the aura of heaven and earth is so thin in our small world. We can only cultivate martial arts, not true Taoism."
"However, the great power of our sect's predecessors was also one of the great powers that participated in the arrangement of heaven and earth prohibition. The sect's predecessors had foresight. When arranging heaven and earth prohibition, they left a secret door for the sect, which can let the heaven and earth aura of all heaven and earth flow into the sect through the secret door."
"That's why we still have a large number of talents in the next thousands of years."
It broke out at five o'clock today.