Fortune Teller

Peng! Peng! Peng!

Lan Chonghe and Shi Luo fought fiercely. Every moment, a weapon passed by his side, and his true energy shot out in all directions, shattering large rocks.

"I didn't expect that in just half a year, Lan Chonghe's strength would have improved to this extent." The Lord of Blackwater Castle took a deep breath and couldn't help but feel lucky. Fortunately, Shi Luo appeared in time, otherwise he would be the one fighting Lan Chonghe now. !

There is a difference of more than 30% in the power of Qi between the ninth level and the tenth level. At their level, the 30% gap is like a chasm, enough to crush the master of Blackwater Castle.

Mr. Xie, who was dressed in a green robe, couldn't help but retreat again. A thin layer of sweat appeared on his palms.

On the top of the cantilevered beam, explosions continued one after another.

Lan Chonghe and Shi Luo can be regarded as the pinnacles among Houtian warriors. Even if they search the entire world of living beings, there are not many first-class warriors who can surpass them.

Lan Chonghe's long sword was like a storm coming, swinging it wildly, and the stone gong spear was sometimes as violent as a tiger, and sometimes as cunning as a poisonous snake. The fight was fought back and forth, evenly matched.

…

A few miles away, the eldest prince Ao Jing stared at Lan Chonghe and Shi Luo with gloomy eyes.

He couldn't believe that in just six months, Lan Chonghe seemed to be completely transformed. Not only had he stepped into the tenth level, but his martial arts had also improved so much that he was on par with Shi Luo Dou with his slightly inferior Qi.

"All this should be mine, should be mine!"

Ao Jing's eyes were red and bloodshot, "Lan Chonghe, you traitor, you betrayed this prince and took away the glory that should have belonged to me. If it weren't for you, how could Gu Ximing have stopped me outside the courtyard? ?”

The eldest prince Ao Jing was filled with resentment and anger.

He was unwilling and unbalanced. He had fought hard for that opportunity, but in the end it was given to Lan Chonghe, while Ao Jing completely lost the possibility of becoming a disciple because of his hesitation.

What he was even more unwilling to accept was that Lan Chonghe was just a small general who came from a poor background and had no support from a wealthy family, while the eldest prince was the next generation monarch of Ao country. The status of the two was as different as clouds and mud. He is willing to accept Lan Chonghe as his disciple, but is unwilling to give him another chance.

Reluctance, resentment, regret, jealousy, all kinds of emotions were intertwined together, and the eldest prince's face gradually became distorted.

…

On the top of the cantilevered beam, the sound of collisions continued like exploding beans. Many warriors' eyes were already red and their minds were a little tired.

But they still stared at the top of the mountain with their eyes wide open.

Of course, not all warriors are watching the battle, there are many people who are immersed in practicing their moves, eager to worship at Lan Chonghe's door, including the old and the young.

…

Before I knew it, half an hour passed.

The two fought nearly ten thousand moves, but their strength gradually became a little weak.

Peng!

With a violent collision, Lan Chonghe and Shi Luo staggered and retreated to both sides of the mountain top.

"What an exquisite kung fu," Shi Luo said in a deep voice, "I've never seen you perform it before. Did Gu Ximing pass it on to you?"

"The unnamed skill has a total of one thousand and twenty-four moves. It's a pity that Lan is dull and has only understood the first hundred moves until now. Otherwise, you will definitely lose this battle today!"

Lan Chonghe put away his long sword, and his body was covered with blood. After half an hour of fighting, he had seventy-six more wounds on his body, all stabbed by spears. Fortunately, with his strong Qi and his quick and agile movement, he was able to remove them. Most of the power, otherwise every wound could kill him.

"Cherish your life...this general underestimates him!"

Shi Luo grasped the spear tightly and turned around to head towards the mountain several miles away.

This time, Shi Luo lost his previous arrogance, and his steps seemed quite heavy. It took half a stick of incense to reach the side of the red-blooded black eagle.

"Walk!"

"General Shi, let him go like this?" The eldest prince Ao Jing stared with unwillingness on his face.

"Stop talking nonsense and let's go!"

Shi Luo pulled Ao Jing and jumped onto the eagle's back. The red-blooded black eagle spread its wings, and the roaring wind blew the rocks flying all over the sky. With the support of the wind, the flying eagle rose into the sky and galloped towards the horizon.

It wasn't until this moment that Shi Luo's energy slowly subsided.

puff!

A mouthful of blood spattered out, and Protector General Shi Luo tore twelve huge wounds all over his body. Bones were visible in each wound, and the flesh and blood burst open. It was obvious that his injuries were far more serious than Lan Chonghe's.

"General Shi?!"

The eldest prince looked shocked.

The Protector General Shi Luo had never suffered such a serious injury since he entered the tenth rank.

"This general underestimates Lan Chonghe," Shi Luo gasped violently, "His true energy is not as good as mine, but his martial arts moves are extremely sophisticated. The combination of different moves can evolve hundreds of martial arts. This person is far from half a year old. Compared to before, I really don’t know what he went through!”

"This battle did not damage Gu Ximing's face, but made him even more famous than before," Shi Luo smiled bitterly and shook his head, "After I go back, I will definitely report to the king and ask him to put aside his past grudges and try his best to win over this person. "

The eldest prince's face turned pale and he wanted to scold the purple-armored general beside him, but he did not dare to speak.

Shi Luo is different from Lan Chonghe. This person comes from the Fengtu family, one of the three great families in Ao country. His full name is Fengtu Shiluo.

The three major aristocratic families are powerful. Except for the Ao family, the entire city of Miliang respects them. Offending Shi Luo is equivalent to offending the entire Fengtu family. The consequences are not something that the eldest prince can bear.

…

On the side of Xuanliang Mountain, Master Blackwater and Master Xie looked at Lan Chonghe, who was adjusting his breathing with his eyes closed ten miles away, with hesitant eyes.

An injured tenth-level warrior is not much stronger than them. Now is a good time to challenge the opponent.

But they are afraid.

The two were not sure how much strength Lan Chonghe still had.

"I only have fifteen years left before my end. After turning ninety, my body is getting older day by day, and my hope of climbing to the innate level is even slimmer. Rather than dying of old age quietly, it's better to have a good fight."

The Lord of Blackwater Castle pondered for a moment and stepped forward, "Lan Chonghe, since you have entered the tenth level, I will not take advantage of others. Today's battle, regardless of winning or losing, will wipe out the grievances of the past."

Lan Chonghe opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes shining brightly.

Clang!

The long sword was unsheathed, and the blade was full of gaps. If the sword body hadn't been strong enough, it would have been shattered by Shi Luo's black iron spear.

…

On the top of the hanging beam, the sound of swords sounded again.

The Lord of the Blackwater Castle challenged Lan Chonghe, and they were one level apart. But at this moment, Lan Chonghe was seriously injured, and the Lord of the Blackwater Castle was at his peak. It was unknown who would win and who would lose.

This battle lasted for two hours, which was far more time-consuming than Lan Chonghe's battle with Shi Luo.

The Lord of Blackwater Castle challenged Lan Chonghe in order to experience the martial arts and find a higher level. Naturally, he would not be as violent and violent as Shi Luo, leaving a three-point leeway in the fight.

Lan Chonghe was seriously injured and was unwilling to use all his methods. The two of them fought back and forth for two hours, and finally the master of Blackwater Castle retreated and left.

Not long after, Mr. Xie walked up to the top of the cantilevered mountain.