There was a fierce battle between two figures with extremely high cultivation levels. Their swords clashed with each other, silver light flashed, and the heaven and earth thundered continuously. The earth cracked and collapsed inch by inch because it could not bear the pressure.
The two people fighting fiercely, a man and a woman, both looked very young.
The young man was dressed in purple clothes, holding an immortal golden sword, expressing his power with the sword. Although he did not perform any special moves, he slashed and slashed at will, showing his domineering power.
The woman, dressed in yellow cedar, is dignified and graceful, with exquisite body skills, light and elegant both vertically and horizontally. Although she is not as strong as the young man in purple, she can move with a sword like a dragon and fight with ease.
"Lian Qingtong, what's the point of you always dodging? If you have the ability to face me head-on!"
The young man in purple clothes had no strength, but he could not do anything to the woman in yellow clothes, so he shouted in frustration.
"Strength is your strength, and speed is my strength. It's a fair fight, of course, strength versus strength. Let me compete with you in terms of strength. What will happen even if you win?"
Lian Qingtong's tone was cold, with a hint of disdain, "Besides, you insist on competing with me, but I'm too lazy to talk to you. If you don't fight, I'll leave!"
After saying that, Lian Qingtong turned around and seemed about to leave.
"Wait a minute!" the young man in purple shouted, "I have one last move. If you can still dodge it, give it up today!"
“We’ll see!”
Practice Qingtong holding the sword and showing a serious posture.
In fact, she knew very well that the strength of the young man in purple was very similar to hers, and if anyone was not careful, they would be defeated.
Therefore, for the purple-clothed young man's last move, she must be cautious and focused and go all out.
"This is the strongest sword I have ever practiced. Strictly speaking, it has not yet reached the perfect state, but today, I will make an exception to let you see it!"
The young man in purple is determined to win, sharply improves his skills and surpasses the limit.
In an instant, the golden sword shined with unparalleled light, triggering thunder from the sky, with a destructive force, overwhelming Xuanhuang.
"Xuanhuang one-word sword!"
It is said that it is a sword skill, but it is more like a magical power.
The young man in purple slashed with his sword and crushed Lian Qingtong with absolute majestic power.
Lian Qingtong looked solemn when he saw this.
The damage range of this knife is so large that it is no longer possible to avoid it even if you want to.
However, she is not too lazy to practice Qingtong in vain.
"There is no shadow in the ten directions!"
Lian Qingtong used the invisible and traceless body technique and suddenly disappeared from the place.
"Um?"
The young man in purple frowned and searched with his spiritual consciousness, but still couldn't detect it.
"The breath has disappeared!"
The young man in purple was shocked.
He didn't think that Lian Qingtong just ran away. This must be an extremely powerful concealment technique.
Sure enough, after three seconds of silence, I heard a cold drink.
"Shen Jue's sword!"
The disappeared Lian Qingtong suddenly appeared in the sky above the head of the young man in purple, and the peerless sword style suddenly appeared, as gorgeous as the stars in the sky, stunning and stunning.
The young man in purple subconsciously swung his sword to defend against the enemy, but he was obviously a step too slow and missed the edge of the sword.
Hiss!
The gorgeous sword energy tore apart a piece of cloth on the young man in purple.
Although it is just a piece of cloth, the outcome has been decided.
"Ning Tian, you are defeated!" Lian Qingtong stared at the young man in purple and said with a cold expression, "Strength is your strength, but it is also your shortcoming. When you insist on going your own way and use the ultimate secret skill, you are actually doomed.
Your failure!"
"In real combat, just relying on brute force is not enough, you also need to experience it more!"
Lian Qingtong put away his sword as he spoke.
She and Ning Tian were just a competition between geniuses, not a battle of life and death. Otherwise, her sword attack just now would not have killed Ning Tian, but at least seriously injured him.
"No...no way, how could I fail? I have been preparing for so long to defeat you!"
Ning Tian obviously couldn't accept this fact.
The True Dragon List was suppressed by Lian Qingtong, which has always been a pain in his heart.
In order to defeat Lian Qingtong, he practiced hard in seclusion for several years, and finally had the confidence to find Lian Qingtong today, ready to be humiliated.
However, another defeat dealt a huge blow to his self-esteem.
"Ning Tian, you are still the number one genius in Zixiao Pavilion. You cannot accept this failure. I can only say that you are nothing more than this!"
Lian Qingtong sneered, did not bother with Ning Tian, and turned around to leave.
"Wait!" Ning Tian called to Lian Qingtong, "Not counting this time, I will fight you again in a month, and I will definitely defeat you!"
"Forget it, with your mentality, you won't be able to defeat me no matter how many times you fight!" Lian Qingtong shook his head, ignored Ning Tian, and flew forward.
"Wait for me!"
Ning Tian catches up with Lian Qingtong.
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On the other side, with the flash of cyan lightning, a figure appeared out of thin air, as if traveling through space from a very far away place.
"We should have entered the Ziwei Fairyland!"
Xiao Chen looked around.
Although he had no impression of this suburban place, he could feel that he was already in the Ziwei Fairyland.
By coincidence, two figures were flying towards us one after the other.
Surprisingly, it was Lian Qingtong and Ning Tian.
When Lian Qingtong saw someone blocking the front and Ning Tian chasing after him, he simply stopped.
Xiao Chen subconsciously looked up at Lian Qingtong and then at Ning Tian.
"Two Immortal Emperors of the 10th level!"
To be honest, Xiao Chen was a little surprised.
He could tell that Lian Qingtong and Ning Tian were both young and belonged to the younger generation in the immortal world.
However, both of them have reached the tenth level of Immortal Emperor, so they are obviously not ordinary people.
Although Dongfang Yong's cultivation level is said to have reached the eleventh level of the Immortal Emperor, his situation is special. There is another powerful remnant soul fused with his soul, so his cultivation level cannot be inferred according to common sense.
This is also the reason why Dongfang Yong disowned his relatives and killed them all.
Dongfang Yong, whose remnant soul has been fused, is no longer the original Dongfang Yong.
Excluding Dongfang Yong, among the younger generation of Ziwei Immortal Realm, those who can reach the tenth level of Immortal Emperor or above must be very rare.
An ancient orthodoxy takes an entire era to cultivate a leader.
"Boy, what are you looking at? If you have nothing to do, get out of here. Don't be an eyesore here!"
Ning Tian lost to Lian Qingtong and was already irritated. When he saw Xiao Chen standing in the way and staring at him and Lian Qingtong, he became even more angry, so
He scolded whenever he opened his mouth.
When he thought about it, among the younger generation of Ziwei Fairyland, except for the five people ranked in the top five of the True Dragon List, there was no one he could not afford to offend.
Xiao Chen was still expressing his appreciation for the talents of Ning Tian and Lian Qingtong, but when he heard the curse coming from Ning Tian's mouth, his expression immediately darkened.
"Give you a chance to take back what you just said!"
Xiao Chen looked directly at Ning Tian and said in a solemn tone.
When Ning Tian heard this, he was startled at first, and then he laughed scornfully and said: "Oh, where are you, this kid, who dares to challenge your grandfather and me? Do you want me to teach you a lesson?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Tian's figure flashed and appeared in front of Xiao Chen. He spread his fingers and grabbed Xiao Chen fiercely.
Obviously, he wanted to vent all the anger he suffered from Lian Qingtong on Xiao Chen.
"Friend, be careful!"
Lian Qingtong didn't expect Ning Tian to suddenly attack a stranger, and subconsciously reminded him.