Yuan Miao Surong asked: "How dare you call me my friend?"
"My surname is Qin."
Qin Sang handed over his hand.
"It turns out to be fellow Daoist Qin," Yuan Miao nodded and raised his hand to point to the horizon, "This place is not a place for fighting. Please come with me."
After saying that, Yuan Miao jumped up and flew away like a stream of fire. Qin Sang and the others followed him and flew away.
The expert from the Zhu Yan tribe who had fought against Ji Hong couldn't hold back, scratched the back of his head, said, "You guys are here to guard," and hurriedly chased after him.
The battle between masters has an unparalleled attraction for every Zhuyan clan member. The remaining clan members are scratching their heads in anxiety. Fortunately, they are still rational and know that they have their responsibilities.
Yuan Miao flew to the sky with everyone.
On the way, Silu remembered something and sent a message: "This time it's just two people competing, so don't disturb other fellow Taoists."
Once the news of this battle leaks out, it will definitely cause an uproar among the entire Zhu Yan clan, and the situation will be too big for them to wish for.
Yuan Miao hesitated and was a little reluctant. The Zhu Yan clan was warlike and good at gaining experience from battles. If they could watch the masters fight, it would be a rare opportunity for the descendants of the clan.
Even if Yuan Miao loses in front of the whole clan, he doesn't feel that he has lost face. It's just that his skills are not as good as others. The worst he can do is go back and practice harder and try again in the future!
However, since the guest made a request, he couldn't deny the other party's face, so he cast a spell to hide the fluctuations in everyone's aura.
Qin Sang and others were flying in the sky, and the scenery below flowed by.
The moving formation is located here, and this must be the place where the Zhu Yan clan's cardinals are located. Surprisingly, the Zhu Yan clan did not build a magnificent fairy city here like other alien clans.
There is a natural scene all around, with countless strange-shaped peaks standing on the ground, rivers flowing endlessly, and mountains and forests lush.
The Zhuyan people live in the mountains and wilds. From time to time, you can see human figures emerging from under the tree crowns, and many people are walking and jumping among the treetops and vines, using this as their path.
The mortals of the Zhu Yan tribe are also strong, flexible and capable of controlling tigers and leopards.
However, they are not beasts that eat hair and drink blood. They can also build exquisite houses, and their intelligence is not weaker than that of humans. It is just that they are close to nature by nature, and their food, clothing, and daily life are completely integrated into nature.
In addition to the Zhu Yan clan, Qin Sang also saw other alien clans.
Among the Zhu Yan tribe, it is normal to see other imperial tribesmen, but Qin Sang discovered that there was an extraordinarily large number of one type of alien race, and the number he saw was only slightly less than that of the Zhu Yan tribe.
This group of people have slender hands and feet, fair skin, slightly peculiar faces, thick hair on their cheeks, and two patterns under their eyelids, giving the impression that they are always smiling and speak in a soft voice.
Compared with the Zhu Yan clan who stared with eyes as big as copper bells and wanted to find someone to fight at any time, they were obviously much more friendly.
He couldn't help but wonder who this tribe was, and how the Zhu Yan tribe could tolerate so many people entering their territory.
"This is the Youji clan," Ji Hong came over. "Although this clan is not a superior clan, it is said that they are not weak in strength. It is even said that they can be on an equal footing with the Zhu Yan clan, but they have different division of labor and they can rule the other imperial clans together.
Of course, it is difficult for outsiders to know the inside story. The Zhu Yan clan has always been the dominant one, so they should not be able to challenge the status of the Zhu Yan clan."
Qin Sang hummed and wrote this down. The Youji clan's status is so high. If he opens a dojo here in the future, he will definitely have to deal with them.
As he spoke, Yuan Miao in front slowed down and led everyone towards a towering peak.
This peak is surrounded by cliffs on all sides, and a flat stone platform is carved out on the top of the peak. It is quite broad and square, making it a good fighting arena.
This kind of arena is common here. Almost every mountaintop has been cut flat and built into large and small stone platforms. They flew all the way, and there were actually people fighting on most of the arenas, including practitioners and ordinary people, and onlookers.
There were many people, and there was constant cheering.
It can be seen that the warlike reputation of the Zhu Yan clan is indeed worthy of its name!
'boom!'
Yuan Miao landed on the ground, hit a jade talisman, and put a little weight on his feet. Immediately, the arena shook slightly, and red light rose from all sides. The red light finally turned into a light curtain. The light filaments in the light curtain intertwined to form a smooth light network, covering the entire
A stage.
At the same time, there was smoothness on the surface of the light net, blocking all the strange phenomena in this place and making it impossible to see from the outside.
Yuan Miao turned around and explained to Qin Sang: "Don't worry, fellow Daoist Qin. This formation is only to prevent the aftermath from leaking out and causing damage. It will not have any impact on the battle between you and me. Our clan does not have such rules in fighting, so I feel that I am invincible."
Just admit defeat loudly, otherwise you won't be able to blame anyone else if you are beaten to death or maimed. Also, since it is a duel rather than a fight to the death, you will be considered a loser if you step out of the ring, but if fellow Daoist Qin deliberately avoids the fight, that is not what I want to see!"
After a pause, Yuan Miao suddenly burst out with overwhelming fighting spirit, "I hope Fellow Daoist Qin can show his true skills and don't show any mercy!"
Qin Sang did not answer, but the momentum also erupted at the same time. The two momentums were like two black dragons colliding in the sky. Suddenly the sky and the earth were darkened, sand and rocks were flying, and the sky rumbled like thunder.
The formation here is obviously extremely strong. After suffering such a collision, the light network and the earth remained motionless.
Silu and others dodged and landed on the viewing platform nearby.
Qin Sang stared at Yuan Miao and saw that this man's eyes were red and fierce. Now he felt like a ferocious beast, but the other person's sanity was not affected at all, and he was even more difficult to deal with than a ferocious beast.
Yuan Miao's right hand flashed with purple light and he held a long purple gold stick.
Qin Sang had long discovered that the Zhu Yan clan, both mortals and cultivators, liked to use weapons such as sticks, sticks, and heavy knives. Among them, long sticks were the most popular. It was probably that these weapons could unleash their power.
One end of the long stick hit the ground, and there was a thud. A purple-gold light spread out, and Yuan Miao's whole body was instantly like gold and iron!
Feeling Yuan Miao's increasingly powerful momentum, Qin Sang breathed out lightly, held out the spiritual tablet, and clasped his fingers tightly.
At the same time, he silently urged the magic formula, and the "Heavenly Demon Refining" was running in his body, summoning the Dharma. He felt an overwhelming power integrated into his flesh and bone marrow, and his whole body was filled with endless power.
At the same time, the Mingshan Armor was manifested on his body, and he refined this treasure again, and it also had the power of the spiritual treasure.
Yuan Miao narrowed his eyes. He had practiced fighting all the way. He was keenly aware of Qin Sang's changes and felt oppressed. But the stronger the opponent, the more he aroused his fighting spirit. He let out a low roar,
His right hand suddenly clenched tightly.
‘Whoosh!’
At this moment, Qin Sang seemed to have only a purple-gold stream of light left in his field of vision, and a shadow of a stick magnified rapidly in front of his eyes.
The first blow was just a test, and its power should not be underestimated. Qin Sang's eyes flashed, he stayed put and raised his arm slightly.
'boom!'
A strange still picture appeared on the arena. Qin Sang stood on the spot, with his feet slightly apart and holding a spiritual tablet in his hand. Yuan Miao appeared above Qin Sang, holding a purple gold stick with both hands, and slashed down on the spiritual tablet.
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The first blow seemed to be a deadlock.
Almost at the same time that Yuan Miao appeared, before his figure dissipated, another Yuan Miao appeared behind Qin Sang and hit him hard on the back of the head with a long purple-gold stick.
Qin Sang didn't panic and still waved the spiritual tablet to resist.
He could only hear the constant roaring in the arena. Qin Sang's legs seemed to be rooted to the ground, and he did not leave the spot for a moment, while Yuan Miao kept flashing above his head. In the blink of an eye, dozens or hundreds of them appeared, with their figures overlapping.
Shadowy.
Qin Sang seemed to be besieged by countless Yuan Miao at the same time. The spirit tablets flew like butterflies in his hands, firmly blocking all the stick shadows.
Qin Sang rarely encounters this kind of hand-to-hand combat, because he has a higher level of Dharmakaya cultivation and his strength is more to assist or confuse the opponent's judgment.
However, thanks to his experience in practicing the Great Vajra Wheel Seal, which gave him a keen spiritual sense that was almost instinctive, his fighting ability was not bad at all, and he was so airtight that Yuan Miao could not find any flaws.
Despite this, Qin Sang only defended but did not attack, and seemed to be at a disadvantage. Yuan Miao's offensive was like a violent storm, and it felt like he might be overwhelmed at any time.
The few people who were watching the battle couldn't help but become nervous, but Silu was calm and calm, full of confidence in Qin Sang.
Yuan Miao couldn't attack for a long time, so he suddenly shouted, "Fellow Taoist, why don't you show your true skills?"
The next moment, all the phantoms were shattered, leaving only a stick shadow between the sky and the earth, which was the body of the purple gold stick.
This stick seemed to incorporate the power of countless Yuan Miao, and it seemed that after continuous accumulation, the momentum climbed to its peak, and finally exploded at this moment!
"Take my stick!"
Qin Sang suddenly felt a stinging pain at the top of his head, and a warning sign arose in his heart. Knowing the power of this stick, he immediately changed his mind, no longer hesitated, and truly operated the Great Vajra Seal. In an instant, the inside and outside of his body became clear, and he manifested the Vajra Glazed Body.
Then he saw a blue light rising into the sky, taking the initiative to hit the purple gold stick, showing his bravery and fearlessness!
The next moment, the green and gold air waves suddenly exploded, rolling towards the sky with majestic force, as if the sky was about to be lifted. Fortunately, it was blocked by the light network.
In the air wave, Qin Sang and Yuan Miao flew back together.
Qin Sang stepped on the void with both feet, forcing himself to steady his body. He looked up and saw Yuan Miao's long purple stick mopping the ground, leaving a striking white mark, indicating that he was about to stand firm.
"Good power!"
Yuan Miao's eyes flashed brightly, he looked up to the sky and let out a loud roar, the roar was hearty.
Qin Sang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he saw that Yuan Miao's skin was getting redder and redder, as if blood was seeping out of his body, and then the blood all over his body was steaming, like blood flames burning on his body.
At the moment when the blood flame appeared, Yuan Miao's momentum skyrocketed again. This situation made one wonder if Yuan Miao was burning blood essence to gain powerful strength.
Qin Sang remembered what Ji Hong had said before, knowing that the magical powers of the Zhu Yan clan were in this majestic blood. This was not because the other party was burning the essence and blood, but because the other party saw that ordinary methods were useless to him and used his magical powers.
In general perception, it can also be regarded as the opponent burning essence and blood, but the opponent will not only not fall into weakness, but will become braver as he fights!
At this moment, Qin Sang suddenly felt blood red in front of his eyes and felt an even more astonishing power than before. With a calm expression, he used the Great Vajra Seal to mobilize even the tiniest power, gathered it in one place, and suddenly took out the spiritual card in his hand.
'boom!'
At this moment, the formation on the arena was shaken by them, and the ground shook.
The two men immediately fought together and became entangled, and those watching the battle could not tell the difference between Qin Sang and Yuan Miao.
Ji Hong and the Zhu Yan clan master's eyes widened, and they saw only a chaotic ball of light, hitting from one end of the ring to the other, and then from one end to the other. Occasionally, a blurry figure could be seen, or
I don’t know which one it is, or maybe it’s the afterimage they left behind.
They tried to use their spiritual eyes to see the battlefield clearly, but after a while they felt a little dizzy. Only Silu could see the offensives of both sides clearly, and secretly marveled at the strength of the two of them, especially Qin Sang, who was a human being.
Fight on a par with the Zhu Yan clan!
Just when Jihong and the two were looking dizzy, the two figures suddenly separated, and soon there was a loud roar.
"Take my magic stick again!"
Ji Hong and the Zhu Yan clan master stared at each other. They saw a red magic stick smashing down on Qin Sang. This stick was extremely terrifying and could pierce the sky. They also felt their hearts beating violently on the ring.
It seemed as if it was going to turn into flesh under this stick.
It is unimaginable what kind of terrifying pressure Qin Sang faced when facing the red magic stick.
At this moment, Qin Sang's expression became serious. Of course, he could not be defeated by one stick, but he could feel that the opponent's stick technique was extremely skillful. Even if he took this stick, there would be even more fierce ones.
Attack. Once the opponent launches an offensive, you can only keep parrying, and there is no chance to breathe.
Yuan Miao seemed to have entered some kind of strange state. He was the only opponent in his eyes. He forgot himself and was willing to trade injuries for injuries.
Qin Sang didn't want to face him head-on. Even if he defeated Yuan Miao, the result would probably be damage to the Mingshan armor, and even Qin Sang would be injured. Yuan Miao didn't care, but he didn't want to get hurt here for no reason.
"It's really crazy."
Qin Sang muttered in his heart and immediately took action to block the red magic stick. As expected, the stick was as fast as the other.
His figure disappeared into the shadow of the stick, without any urgency, he saw the right moment, a bright blue light flashed from behind, accompanied by a flash of thunder, and a pair of phoenix wings appeared.
Then he activated the Qingluan True Thunder and poured it into the Phoenix Wings. A flash of lightning appeared on the edge of the ring.
‘Whoosh!’
The crimson magic stick suddenly hit the afterimage, hitting it empty.
Yuan Miao couldn't help but be startled. He had never seen such a situation before. Once the Chaos Demon Stick Technique was used and a certain amount of victory was accumulated, the opponent could only parry.
At this moment, Qin Sang escaped from the cage constructed by the magic stick using only speed. He had encountered various opponents and seen various methods of dealing with them, but Qin Sang escaped directly from the magic stick.
Still the first.
He turned his eyes and looked at the phoenix wings behind Qin Sang. They were not magic weapons or supernatural powers, they were indeed growing on his body.
"Feather Clan?"
This thought flashed across Yuan Miao's mind, and he recalled that the Yu Clan and the other tribes did not have such wings. However, I heard that the Yu Clan's tribes were very chaotic and did not strictly restrict crossbreeding. It was not surprising that any character would appear.
The fight had not yet stopped, Yuan Miao immediately put away his distracting thoughts. Even though his opponent was running fast, he was not helpless.
You know, this is the arena!
Unexpectedly, Qin Sang suddenly smiled at him, "Next, it's Qin's turn to attack!"