Beast

Zhou Tengyun had already acted with murderous intent, and the true energy in his body surged, and his body surface emitted a dark black light. It was so unique, it was either a skill or a refined spiritual object.

Wang Dali opened his mouth and revealed the level and name of the spiritual object, Dark Edge Red Gold!

Yang Qing was shocked. The value of spiritual objects on the true level is more than three hundred spiritual stones. Although there are very few Taoist imprints, they have strong power of conduct. They are not as weak as Guishui Pure Lotus.

It can be compared to the relaxed state of the high-level true level.

The relationship between the two is like an ordinary person who is only healthy and a monk who has advanced cultivation but is dying but has no breath left.

Zhou Tenghai couldn't help but be more vigilant. Being hit by a metal spiritual object was no different from directly cutting the flesh with a magic weapon, and the long stick in his hand could not intercept the real energy that hit his face.

"What, are you scared?"

Zhou Tengyun raised his chin slightly and his tone was even more domineering.

"Afraid, I'm afraid I'll accidentally beat you to death and be punished to regret Linyuan. It's not worth it!"

Wang Dali didn't show weakness at all, and his voice was even more playful.

"It's your turn soon!"

Zhou Tengyun glanced sideways at Yang Qing, whose expression remained unchanged, and threatened sternly.

Then he leaned into his ear and whispered mockingly, "I think you two can still be happy for a few more days!"

As soon as these words came out, Yang Qing's face that had always remained calm suddenly sank, and the suppressed killing intent surged wantonly.

"Boy, I'll give you an advantage this time!"

Wang Dali said something and took the lead towards the foot of the mountain. He would not fight with others in the Hantie mining area.

Zhou Tengyun's face was cold and stern. He was fighting in the Hantie Mine. Even if he killed someone, he could shirk it. But the opponent was heading towards the foot of the mountain. If he had to insist on staying here, he would appear timid. He was confident in his own strength.

, followed without hesitation.

Yang Qing and Lu Zhen went there together. They refused to listen to the three people's persuasion and could not help but see violence in their eyes.

"boom!"

Before the onlookers arrived, the two were already fighting.

Zhou Tengyun's magical weapon is a dark golden long sword with a sword body only one finger wide and a tip that occupies three-thirds of the sword body. It is obvious that this magical weapon has been tempered by him for a long time.

Wang Dali's stick is a long stick, about two feet long, thicker than an ordinary person's wrist. It is not like the light red color before, but almost fiery red.

The two of them used medium-grade magical weapons, both of which were at the Purple Mansion Realm. Every attack they fought was close to ten thousand kilograms, reaching the limit of attack power possessed by ordinary Purple Mansion Realm monks.

"Whoosh!"

The long sword with a finger width is extremely fast, has a tricky angle, and exudes sharp energy.

"Zi!"

Go up and split the soil and rocks on the ground!

"boom!"

When the finger-wide long sword collided with the fiery red long stick, true energy burst out at the same time.

Yang Qing released his spiritual consciousness and took a closer look. These two people were his enemies and had a thorough understanding of their strength. Zhou Tengyun had been in the Purple Mansion realm for a long time. His true energy was thick, and the red gold of the Dark Edge made it extremely sharp.

His true energy can split stones, and his attacks are very vicious.

Wang Dali's fire attribute essence cannot be compared with it, but the power of his physical body is very powerful. Although the power of the physical body and the power of the spiritual weapon are not easily superimposed, he can still overwhelm the opponent in a head-to-head fight. The fire attribute

The true essence makes the stick technique more powerful, and the long stick seems to be covered with a layer of flames.

"snort!"

Zhou Tenghai stepped back, snorted coldly, his eyes flashed with a stern look, and he pointed the long sword in his hand at Wang Dali and twisted it.

"call out!"

A small golden sword shadow shot out like an arrow!

Yang Qing saw all this clearly and was shocked. The golden sword shadow in such an attack was very small, but only a Dingling Realm monk could send it out. Otherwise, a Purple Mansion Realm monk would not be able to do this with just his true energy.

Condensation, the only way to cast it is with spells, but spells take a certain amount of time to cast, so how can they be almost instantaneous?

This Dark Edge Red Gold can actually purify the true essence to such an extent.

"The sword shadow is quite solid, and the long stick can break it up, but is it possible at such a close distance?" Yang Qing was thinking that if the sword shadow was attacking him, he would be somewhat sure to stop it. "If the meridians are intact, we can defeat it."

It’s difficult to break up at this time!”

Even when the sword shadow appeared, Wang Dali was also preparing a spell, but he had to take a step late. The fiery red palm had just shot out, and the sword shadow even appeared.

"Crack!"

Fortunately, the flaming red palm, as big as a cattail leaf, came out of the shadow of the sword and hit one spot. Otherwise, it would not have been the palm that was penetrated, but the neck might have been penetrated.

The sound of bones breaking, the shadow of the sword disappearing rapidly, slicing through the palm and grazing the neck, a layer of skin was cut open, but the fiery red palm, relying on the almost flame, did not break away and left.

The big palm-like hand slapped Zhou Tengyun who wanted to attack again.

At this time, the sword shadow could not stop the fiery red palm, and a large amount of dark golden essence burst out with a shake of the arm.

"Pfft!"

The fiery red palm was beaten into a ball of fire, and the large ball of dark golden Qi also dissipated a lot, but it was still being beaten.

"Woo..."

The fiery red long stick swept across Zhou Tengyun's legs, and Wang Dali was seen crouching low, using half of his body to swing the magic weapon in his hand, ignoring the ball of real energy that came towards him.

At this moment, a barrier was formed all over the person's body, which was a defensive spell.

"Peng!"

Two roars, two attacks, and two layers of barriers were broken at the same time.

"puff!"

The two of them crushed a talisman at the same time, and the defensive barrier reappeared!

"Sword Rain!"

The dark golden true energy spurted out and quickly condensed into sword shadows. Although not as solid as the previous one, the number was more than ten, and all the sword tips pointed at one person!

"Red Dragon!"

The long stick of Zhang Er burst into flames with a 'pop' sound. Wang Erli didn't care about the broken palm at all. He held the stick with both hands and pressed his head down angrily. The long stick seemed to turn into a giant dragon formed of flames with the roar.

‘Boom’, ‘roar’

Red Dragon and Sword Rain are played at the same time!

"boom!"

The burning flames made the sword shadow tend to collapse, but the subsequent 'Fire Dragon' caused him to shatter. Along with the sound of the collision of true energy, the air waves rolled.

The defensive barrier between the two was broken again!

The difference is that Wang Dali was not injured again, but Zhou Tengyun threw his sword backwards with his finger width horizontally!

"Stop! The outcome has been decided!"

Several deacons who came to watch stopped Wang Dali, who continued to attack, with a fierce look on his face.

"Thum, thump!"

Zhou Tengyun stepped on his feet and barely managed to stand without falling. The arm holding the sword trembled violently with a look of humiliation on his face. "If I were flying as the Yufeng Sect..."

"Stop talking nonsense, if you don't want to give up, let's fight again!" Wang Dali interrupted impatiently.

"Hmph!" Zhou Tengyun gritted his teeth and made a rattling sound.

He knew that if the two Yufeng Sects were to fight in the air, the opponent would be far slower than him, but at this moment his arms were numb as if they were missing. If he wanted to repair them with true energy, it would take at least an hour, and when the two Yufeng Sects were flying,

Distance cannot solve the problem. If the distance is far, the power of 'Sword Rain' will drop a lot. Although it will cause a stalemate, he will not lose.

"I'll see you again another time!" Zhou Tengyun's expression softened slightly when he saw the bloody palm.

"Haha, trash!" Wang Dali laughed. "You are just as much trash as him! Hey boy, don't forget that there is still a month and a half until you return to Taiwan. Don't be so scared that you pee your pants! Haha."

Yang Qing was shocked at the speed of Wang Dali's strength improvement, and replied coldly, "I've been waiting for a long time!"

"Hey, what a deacon, you are just too comfortable being a deacon, such a spiritual thing is really ruined on you." Wang Dali pointed at Yang Qing from afar, and said loudly and sarcastically to Zhou Tengyun, whose humiliation gradually faded away.

Immediately, he casually shook off the blood on his hands, pushed away everyone and walked away!

Zhou Tengyun was ridiculed in this way, his face turned red and white, and he stared at the bear-like back with resentment. Then he gritted his teeth and glanced at Yang Qing, who was frowning in thought. He hated the two of them to the extreme in his heart, "Get out of here!"

The angry shout made everyone dissatisfied, but they didn't want to offend them at this time, so they dispersed with low curses.

Apart from Zhou Tenghai and several deacons with different looks, there were only four people, Yang Qing.

"The power of the red dragon..."

Yang Qing glanced at Zhou Tengyun casually, and left together with Lu Zhen and the others, thinking about the power of this last stick.

Wang Dali's one-arm strength is about 5,000 kilograms, which is similar to his own, but it is difficult to exert his own strength, and he uses fire attribute attack spells together with the strength of both arms.

Whether it is Zhou Tengyun or Wang Dali, their strength far exceeds that of ordinary Zifu Realm monks, and the gap between them and Dingling Realm monks is not too big.

Lu Zhen and the others were completely shocked by the fight between the two. They surrounded Yang Qing with anxious expressions and hesitated to speak.

"Wang Dali's strength has improved so much!" Yang Qing said worriedly. "This blow weighs more than 25,000 kilograms!"

Three years ago, Wang Dali was stronger than ordinary monks who had just entered the Purple Mansion Realm. The reason was that his physical body was strong. It was also for this reason that his Dantian became tougher with the tempering of his physical body.

Stuck in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Therefore, he did not dare to continue tempering his body, but focused on opening up the Zifu. After he broke through to the Zifu realm, he could temper his body unscrupulously, and his strength increased rapidly, with attacks close to those of a monk who had just entered the early stage of Dingling.

force.

Of course, this is not without its drawbacks. The drawback is that he has strengthened his body several times by tempering his body. When the weapon flies, the weight it bears doubles, and the speed will double.

If he were to fight with a Qi Refining Monk's weapon in the air, he would be pressed down by his opponent due to his slow body, and would be unable to get close to him even if he wanted to.

This is also the reason why if fellow Qi and body practitioners practice hard, their strength will be very strong in the early stages, and they will gradually be quickly left behind by simple Qi training cultivators.

Moreover, no matter how hard you work, you are just like other monks, with only twelve hours in a day. In the end, both systems have only scratched the surface, and the gap has become insurmountable.

However, it is much better than Yang Qing. He cannot fly with weapons or cast spells. His only advantage is the control and use of power. Moreover, since the meridians in the whole body have disappeared, without worsening the injury,

The power of his right arm that can be used is only about 1,000 kilograms. Before turning into a beast, the strength of his whole body, except for his arms, is only 5,000 kilograms.

His soul is still that strong, not because his control and use of power has been reduced, but because his current body does not allow him to use it so much.