Above the Immortal Cultivation

The dozen or so pavilions on the Qingyu Square that were backed by the Rain Sword Mountain were also destroyed by the two men's force. They no longer existed. Only the second-floor pavilion where all the mountain masters of the Four Beast Sect sat was left.

Almost all the mountain masters couldn't help but stand up.

Especially the great elder Shi Xun of the Fulou and the great elder Xu Qianye who led the Wuling.

Shi Xun clenched his fists slightly, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his palms. He couldn't help but worry about the powerful and life-threatening strength of the two. He was afraid that if Wang Lu made a mistake, it would be more than worth the loss.

With his experience of more than a thousand years, he had never seen a genius among geniuses like Wang Lu.

Not only was his attainment in the way of Fu superb, unique and original, but his magic power was perfect and perfect, and his strength was extremely strong. He practiced the dual cultivation of magic and martial arts to the current level, which was extremely rare. In addition, his talent in the way of Fu was unique.

He has now become a disciple of Fu Lou. Although he is a flowing disciple, since this cause has been formed, there will be a result in the dark, even if this result will mature after a long time.

The cause has been formed, and the result must be ripe.

Xu Qianye was even more excited. He did not expect that Xiang Feng had quietly cultivated "The Record of the Broken Immortals of Taowu" to such a high level.

Even many Yuanying-stage elders of Wuling did not have such strong power cultivation. They did not practice "The Record of the Broken Immortals of Taowu". Wuling has no less than ten local-level high-level body-building exercises and two heaven-level body-building magical powers, which are far inferior to "The Record of the Broken Immortals of Taowu". If you throw a copy of it in the outside world, bloody storms will be set off instantly.

However, what made him even more excited was that Qin Ming and Xiang Feng strangled him with all their strength, which made him more certain that this person was the direct descendant of the ten fierce beasts Kui Niu.

He wanted to return to Wuling immediately to inform the mountain master of this matter, and then the mountain master would pass it on to the sect master. At most, in about two thousand years, he could implement that great plan.

By then, as long as the plan succeeded, he would die without regrets and could also smile in his grave.

After half a cup of tea, with a loud "bang bang bang bang" five consecutive loud noises, Wang Lu and Xiang Feng suddenly separated.

When the two looked at each other from a distance, the whole square was filled with the black and yellow light balls of their fight and their afterimages "bang bang bang bang bang..." like countless firecrackers, which disappeared after five breaths.

"Huh!"

A fierce mountain wind came out.

Wang Lu's hands were trembling, the black light ring on his body was broken and shattered, and drops of blood dripped from the corners of his mouth. He wiped the blood with a torn sleeve. The mountain wind blew his black hair, and the fighting spirit in his eyes was still strong.

However, he knew that he had no more strength to fight on. If Xiang Feng still had extra strength, he would lose this battle.

The red sun was about to set, and the golden light scattered on Xiang Feng's messy golden hair. She was panting heavily, and the yellow halo surrounding her disappeared. A strong flame of war shot out from her jade-like pupils.

This battle was so cool and so exciting.

She tried her best to fight with her opponent's life without any taboos, which allowed her to completely release her own strength.

What made her most happy was that Qin Ming was a rare opponent, otherwise he would be killed by a few punches casually. What was the point.

However, what made her feel a little chill in her heart was that in the fight with him, she couldn't help but fall into a state of mind that she wanted to fight to the death with her opponent. If her strength was not exhausted, she would continue to fight until she killed Qin Ming or was killed by Qin Ming.

This terrible idea has been driving her, but she is unaware of it.

Now it seems that Qin Ming's power inheritance may not be as good as his own, but it is not much different. Could it be one of the ten great beasts or ten great beasts?

"Huh!"

Xiang Feng and Wang Lu came back to their minds almost at the same time, and saw the empty and devastated square, the disappeared attic and the high platform for fighting, and they exclaimed in surprise and doubt.

At this time, their strength was dry and their mana was almost gone.

Under the violent collision of the two, the mana was continuously supplied to the flesh. With the continuous consumption of strength, the mana was like a flood that broke through the dam, and it was drained at a high speed and finally exhausted.

Wang Lu could drink a mouthful of the ten thousand year spirit milk, but this was like cheating. Even if he won, it was not fair. Besides, there were so many mountain masters watching in the second-floor attic, and he didn't have the face to do such a despicable thing.

He looked at Xiang Feng, and Xiang Feng's jade eyes also reflected his figure at the same time.

Wang Lu clasped his fists and said, "Daoyou, your strength is profound. I am exhausted and can no longer withstand even one punch from you. I am convinced of my defeat."

"I am not much better. Let's call this a draw. What do you think, Brother Qin?"

Wang Lu could naturally hear that Xiang Feng had already regarded him as someone who could stand on equal footing with him.

It was not easy to get the approval of someone as proud as her. If it were not for his foundation in the blood realm and the support of the heavy and cotton-like magic power of the "Six Talisman Secrets", he would have been beaten to ashes by her long ago.

Wang Lu looked at her deeply. He did not release the Sky Supporting Rod, the Orange Floating Clouds and the Six-Star Arching Moon Blade, and Xiang Feng did not use her extraordinary skills and life magic weapon. On the premise of admitting defeat, she generously admitted that it was the same situation. Just this point of frankness and straightforwardness made him look at her with new eyes.

At this time, the crowd in the square gathered again. Although the two were in a draw, it was a major event related to the distribution of luck. Everyone was quietly waiting for the final decision of the sect.

Soon, Qingyu leaped in from the only remaining attic.

Pingting, who was wearing an aqua blue dress, came to the middle of the square with a graceful look. She calmed down, glanced at Xiang Feng and then at Wang Lu, and slowly said: "I have reported the details of this battle to the four. Deputy Sect Master, after their discussion, they decided that Fu Lou Tan Ming would be the first in this exchange meeting.”

"What!"

"Oh my God!"

"ah!"

"It's incredible!"

"It's obviously a tie?"

"Why?"

...

For a time, countless screams, shouts, and roars of exclamation, surprise, amazement, and questioning echoed in the air and spread far away.

After a moment, Qing Yu smiled and said calmly: "Fu Lou is an indispensable lineage of our sect. He is not good at cultivation, skills and various magical powers. However, this time he defied the odds and opened up the world with Xiang Feng. Fight for a spectacular, undulating battle of strength without losing.”

Qing Yu suddenly stopped talking, his eyes swept across the tens of thousands of disciples of the Four Beast Sect in the square, and finally fell on Wang Lu. He pointed his jade finger at him and said with a lotus tongue:

"Be number one!"

When the four words "Be the number one" popped out from the corner of Qingyu's mouth with as much force as thunder, everyone couldn't help being strongly affected. The roars of "Be the number one" soared to the sky. It rises continuously, reaching straight into the sky.