I'm an Ancestor In Fantasy

After waiting for a full quarter of an hour, the green pheasant old monster took a step slowly under the eyes of everyone, then flew out slowly, and finally landed on the stone platform

Stand opposite Na Mu Shengqing.

And with the soft sound when his toes landed, many masters present all quieted down by coincidence. Although the green pheasant old monster was extremely thin, his aura was not weak.

Even a demigod powerhouse like Zi Ningyuan may not be much stronger than this green pheasant old monster in terms of aura alone.

"Hehe, young Sect Leader, you are too old to be talented. This time, let me be the last level of the young Sect Leader's 100-game winning streak."

The green pheasant old monster looked at Mu Shengqing in front of him, smiled and said, he has lived for nearly 50,000 years, which is very rare among human beings at the level of Tianjun, and naturally he is better than other people. People are more open-minded.

Therefore, he didn't show too many compliments in his words, and he regarded Mu Shengqing as an opponent who could fight with all his strength [not just a young man.

So simple.

"Hahaha, good! Let me see how far you have accumulated over the past ten thousand years!"

Although Mu Shengqing didn't know this old guy, it didn't prevent him from learning some information about this old monster Qingzhi from other people. The old ghost is more than three points stronger.

No matter how confident he was, he wouldn't think that he could easily defeat this old guy, otherwise, he would be no longer simply rebellious, but obviously stupid.

"Since that's the case, you'll be optimistic about the young Sect Leader!"

The green pheasant old monster took a deep breath, and immediately let out a low drink, The next moment, its body suddenly swelled in a big circle, countless scales emerged from its body, its hands and ten fingers were extremely twisted, Then, under the horrified eyes of everyone, accompanied by the sound of tearing, it turned into a ferocious sharp claw.

In addition, the legs of the green pheasant old monster also undergone a great change. The skeleton that was originally as thin as a bamboo suddenly became extremely thick, and countless bone spurs stood out, making it extremely hideous. terror.

"What kind of secret technique is this?!"

Seeing the changes of the old monster Aokiji, many people felt a burst of horror in their hearts. In their cognition, except for some half-orcs born from the mixed blood of Demonic Beasts and humans, they can perform in both human and Demonic Beasts forms. In addition to mutual conversion, this situation has not been seen.

Even, this change of the green pheasant old monster is much more terrifying than the half-beast transformation they recognized.

Zi Ningyuan and other demigod powerhouses looked at the green pheasant at this moment with a slight look of surprise. With their Cultivation Base Realm, they can naturally see a clue of the other party.

However, before everyone could guess, the green pheasant had already launched an offensive first, and in a flash, he came directly in front of Mu Shengqing, and grabbed the latter fiercely with his ferocious sharp claws. Down.

Mu Shengqing's eyes were cold, and he swung the bloody spear horizontally with his backhand, and immediately stabbed at the palm of Qingzhi old monster, trying to pierce it through.

However, this gun, before it hit the target, was slammed into the air by a huge force, and at some point, the other palm of the old monster Qingzhi had already slammed heavily on the body of the gun .

The strength was so great that Mu Shengqing was already prepared for a hard fight, but he was still secretly surprised. The strength of this old guy was obviously stronger than he imagined.

"Hmph! Seven kill gun~`!"

Mu Shengqing stomped heavily on the stone platform, stepped back quickly, and immediately let out a low shout, flicked the spear in his hand, and immediately transformed into seven solid spear shadows, instantly blocking all the paths of the green pheasant old monster.

Faced with Mu Shengqing's strike, the old monster Qingzhi did not change his face, his legs suddenly exerted force, and a crack of hundreds of feet was created on the stone platform, while his figure drifted away little by little. Come.

This is a manifestation of the extreme speed. I saw that the figure of the old monster Qingzhi was divided into seven parts, and each figure accurately matched the seven spear shadows of Mu Shengqing.

Accompanied by a twist in the space, seven sharp claws swept across, grabbing six of the seven spear shadows, and the real spear in Mu Shengqing's hand was firmly held by the old monster Qingzhi. strangle.

"Hiss! The strength of this green pheasant old monster is really terrifying!"

It can be seen that in the first few fights, the old monster Qingzhi had the slightest advantage, and many people were full of surprises. You must know that before this, no one has ever been able to win in the hands of this Mu Shengqing. The one who has the upper hand, even if it is just a little bit.

This kind of strength, compared to the old ghost Chi Yan, is more than a little bit tyrannical!

It is worthy of being an old monster who has been at the peak Tianjun level for tens of thousands of years. This skill is indeed far beyond the comparison of ordinary masters, even Mu Shengqing and other Tianjiao.

can be suppressed.

"Old Ancestor, the situation seems a little bad?"

In the distance, it can be seen that the two sides have already exchanged dozens of moves, but the result is that Mu Shengqing was firmly suppressed by the Qingzhi old monster from the beginning to the end, and the faces of many Elders in Baxingzhai became a little unnatural .

After all, Mu Shengqing is the son-in-law of their Baxingzhai. If they really lost in the last match, it would really be a fall short. To follow the Losing face.

"T..."

Zi Ningyuan shook his head slightly. As a semi-god late stage veteran, his eyesight is not comparable to that of these ordinary Elders. He can see that this Mu Shengqing still has some strength left.

"Hmph, good strength, you are able to push me to this point, among the Realm, you are one of the few!"

The two sides fought for nearly a hundred moves, Mu Shengqing let out a cold cry, his strength suddenly increased by a few points, and he shot heavily at the sharp claws of the green pheasant, knocking him back a few steps, and then thrust the spear in his hand into the ground. On the ground, fists clenched.

Immediately, a bloody killing intent suddenly spread out from his body, dyeing the invisible space around him with a hint of scarlet.

When this killing intent filled the entire stone platform, Mu Shengqing's speed and strength skyrocketed several notches, and every time he made a move, he would leave bloody afterimages behind him, making it difficult to distinguish , which one is the real Mu Shengqing.

"Haha, less Sect Leader, it's not that easy to defeat the old man!"

The green pheasant also laughed out loud, and a series of changes took place again. If he could still see a little human appearance at the beginning, then until now, he has almost completely lost his human appearance. , and even grew two long and narrow bone blades.

With the rapid swing of both arms, a slender black crack was faintly drawn in the space where the two bone blades passed.

When the two fought together again, the entire space, the entire earth, trembled violently, and some places couldn't bear this terrible collision, and countless cracks opened one after another.

"Is this more than one hundred and fifty moves?"

Outside the field, watching such a fierce battle, many people were shocked. Even after being beaten to this extent, the Qingzhi old monster still did not lose the wind. He was so strong that he had nothing to say!

Both of them can be regarded as the master of masters, and next, it depends on who can't support it first, and who is the first to show its flaws!"

The strength of these people present may be far inferior to those of these two, but they understand the truth that the victory and defeat can only be won in a split second.

But even so, the two have fought for more than 200 rounds, but no one has revealed the slightest flaw. For an old monster like the old monster Aokiji, it may be nothing. After all, it has tens of thousands of years of experience. Mu Shengqing can compare.

But this Mu Shengqing also didn't reveal any flaws, which is a bit unbelievable. After all, the other party is full of tricks, and he has been practicing for less than five thousand years. How much experience can he accumulate?

As the battle became more and more intense, soon, the entire stone platform was almost covered with afterimages of both sides, as if a large army was charging on the battlefield. It is all submerged in it.

"laugh!"

Two soft sounds like tearing flesh and blood sounded almost at the same time. On the stone platform, the countless entangled figures suddenly collapsed, and then the real figures of Mu Shengqing and the old monster Qingzhi reappeared.

"It turned out to be a loss for both sides!"

Among the crowd outside the arena, there were bursts of exclamations, and I saw that the spear in Mu Shengqing's hand directly pierced the chest of the old monster Qingzhi, and the bone blade (of Wang Qian's) on the elbow of the old monster Qingzhi, It also chopped fiercely into the former's shoulder, almost cutting off Mu Shengqing's entire left arm at the root.

"No, Mu Shengqing obviously still has the power to fight!"

But soon, they discovered something was wrong again. The pierced figure of the green pheasant old monster had turned into a pale gray without any trace of blood. Swallowed all Blood Qi.

In contrast, although Mu Shengqing was also severely injured, at least his complexion was still extremely blood red, and he still had a bit of strength left.

"Ahem!"

Following Mu Shengqing's shot, the green pheasant also let go of the bone blade above his elbow, covered the bloodless wound with his palm, retreated a few steps, coughed a few times, but couldn't cough A little bit of blood came out.

"Young Sect Leader is indeed a peerless arrogance, I am not an opponent, I am the one who lost"

The old monster Qingzhi looked at Mu Shengqing in front of him with a complicated expression, and heaved a long sigh. He knew that the opponent had kept his hand, and avoided the vital point at the most critical moment. Otherwise, this shot would

Enough to kill him.

"Hundred victories in a row! Hundred victories! This is a legend!"

Seeing the green pheasant conceding defeat, many people were very moved. These hundred battles were all masters of the older generation. .