Qin Tianlang's eyes flickered, "I wonder who is most respected in Canglan's Nine Songs List this time? You Wanxian, Xia Ding, or Snow Dragon?"
"There is also the mysterious Prince Zhexian... Well, I wonder if Xue Xichen will return. If he shows up, he will be in trouble this time. I am afraid no one can compete with him for the top spot on the "Nine Songs List"!"
Mentioning Xue Xichen, Qin Tianlang's complexion became a little heavy even if he was so proud. The descendants of the kings of the Nine Kings Court were all extremely talented and could be called geniuses, but in front of Xue Xichen, they were all overshadowed.
Xue Xichen, the leader of the nine elites in the Southern Territory, surpasses all the geniuses. This is the true genius, a figure comparable to Jing Tiange, the "Zhongtian Song" of the Western Territory.
Xia Mang stood on the back of the White Dragon Falcon. After settling down Xue Nianchu, he glanced at Xia Sanding, whose eyes were cold and cold, and said coldly: "Xia Liuding is a lesson for you."
That day, under the stage of life and death, Xia Liuding was thrown out of the blue cauldron by Xia Mang. His head was shattered and his body was not found. The end was miserable.
Everyone looked at each other, Xia Sanding was arrogant and domineering, and did not take Xia Mang into consideration. He was indeed arrogant and annoying.
But Xia Mang seems to be more domineering and has a venomous tongue. He frankly admits that he wants to take Xia Sanding's life, and his murderous intentions are revealed.
"presumptuous!"
Xia Sanding was furious and furious. Xia Liuding died tragically at the hands of Xia Mang. This was the shame of Jiuding Royal Court. Now being mentioned by Xia Mang in full view of the public was a naked humiliation. It was like beating him.
My face, I can’t stand it!
"Only if you die can you avenge Lao Liu and wash away the shame of my Jiuding lineage!"
Xia Liuding's hair was flying wildly, as if a demon was coming. He shouted loudly, rushed out, swung the Purple Moon Demonic Sword, and struck Xia Mang in the air.
"Keng!"
Xia Mang swooped down, unsheathed his sword, and struck out with lightning. The sword came out like the sun and moon in the sky, brilliant and dazzling.
The sword energy bursts out, sharp and fierce, and the divine light covers the sun and the moon!
"court death!"
Xia Liuding shouted angrily. He had already fought with Xia Mang before. Although he had just tasted it, he knew how powerful it was. He did not dare to be careless. He directly used the "Demon God Absolute Demon Sword". The demon sword was vertical and horizontal, with purple light shining brightly.
Extremely evil and treacherous.
Demonic Demon Sword, this is the inherited sword skill of Ziyue Demonic Sword!
"Keng!"
Xia Mang's dark hair was dancing wildly, his expression as cold as ice. He held the Qianqiu Sword and slashed it down in the air. The brilliant sword energy burst out, overwhelming the sky and the earth.
So what if the descendants of Jiuding are the descendants of Jiuding? They can't stop my sword from Xia Mang!
To him, all matters in this world, the world, and the stars are nothing but a matter of a sword.
"Xia Liuding was tortured to death by Xia Mang, and the Jiuding Royal Court was disgraced... Hehe, this Xia Sanding is probably thinking of cutting Xia Mang into pieces." Someone chuckled.
"The demon sword has a long life, the dragon and the tiger are fighting, who is better?"
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Everyone discussed that Xia Sanding had great potential and was recognized by the Ziwei Divine Cauldron. He was one of the descendants of Jiuding. He was very famous in the East Domain and could be regarded as a favored son of heaven.
As for Xia Mang... there are many rumors about him, especially since he has become famous recently, so he should not be underestimated.
Everyone stared at the two people fighting fiercely, their eyes burning for a moment.
"Chi!"
Xia Mang's cold eyes were like lightning. He soared into the air, swooped down, and swept out the Qianqiu Sword. The full sun and crescent moon moved together, and they followed the trajectory of the sword tip and shot away, aiming directly at Xia Sanding!
Xia Sanding snorted coldly. His black hair was dancing wildly, and his demon sword was sharp and brilliant, and he attacked Xia Mang.
"Peng!"
The two people collided with lightning, the sword energy was blazing, the sword light was bright, intertwined with each other, and finally exploded. At the same time, the two people were knocked away and staggered backwards.
Xia Mang spun around, and a frightening sword light suddenly burst out from his eyes. It was cold and passionate. With a "swish" sound, two small swords that looked like substance shot out at the same time, piercing Xia Sanding!
One pointed at the center of the eyebrow, the other stabbed at the throat!
The secret technique of "The Sword in the Heart", the technique of "the sword is born from the eyes"!
"not good!"
Xia Sanding's color suddenly changed. Xia Mang's attack was too sudden. A sword appeared in his eyes, like cold lightning, piercing through the air. He didn't have time to think too much and instinctively waved the demon sword to attack!
But at this time, Xia Mang arrived. He stepped forward, got close to Xia Sanding's real body, and punched out fiercely. The punch was like a tiger sitting on a dragon's plate. The energy was magnificent, implying the roar of a dragon, vast and domineering.
, directly hit Xia Sanding's chest.
Unable to reach his defense, Xia Sanding was hit and staggered back, looking very embarrassed.
"Xia Sanding...lost?!"
Everyone looked at this scene and their hearts were shaken. In their eyes, Xia Sanding clearly suffered a loss. He was careless and lost by just one move.
"It's not that easy."
In the crowd, a young man carrying a dark sword shook his head. It was Mu Zhaoyang. He had fought with Xia Sanding before in the life and death arena. They had fought fiercely with their sword skills and knew that this man was not an ordinary person.
In Mu Zhaoyang's view, Xia Mang had the slight upper hand because he moved too fast. His sword energy moved the sun and moon, and shook Xia Sanding hard. When they were evenly matched, he suddenly used the secret technique of "a sword born from his eyes"
, which caught Xia Sanding off guard. He immediately bullied him and punched him hard. Xia Sanding had not recovered yet, so he would inevitably suffer a loss.
"But his strength has improved a lot."
Mu Zhaoyang looked at Xia Mang, his eyes changing. He remembered that when he was in the Seventy-Two Cave, Xia Mang's strength was equal to his, or at least slightly better. But just a few months later, he had advanced by leaps and bounds. This was really a bit strange.
Unbelievable.
Naturally, he didn't know that Xia Mang had already surpassed the ninth transformation and entered the tenth transformation. The three spirits of "heaven, earth, man" were unified, and his foundation was as solid as a rock, unbreakable, and his combat power was fierce, far beyond his own realm.
"The secret technique of swordsmanship!"
Xia Sanding wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were gloomy, he stared at Xia Mang, and said solemnly: "Young Emperor Xia, you have some abilities!"
Xia Mang's expression was indifferent, he was too lazy to talk nonsense, he slashed his sword in a flash, and slashed down in the air. The sword energy was as bright as the sun, extremely sharp.
"Shen Cauldron Fist!"
Xia Sanding suddenly shouted loudly, he raised his fist to meet the attack, and a small dark purple cauldron appeared on the top of his fist. It was almost illusory. With the power of his fist, a sudden purple light emitted, which was very dazzling and hard to shake.
Xia Mang's Qianqiu Sword!
Shen Ding Fist, this is the boxing skill of the Jiuding Xia family, which emphasizes "using the cauldron to attach the fist, using the cauldron to sacrifice the fist, and using the cauldron to enter the boxing". In the end, the cauldron becomes a fist that can penetrate the mountains and shake the Tianshan Mountains!
"Keng!"
Xia Mang's eyes were cold. He slashed down with his sword, and the torrential sword light gathered together, and finally formed an asphalt-colored sword, carrying a magnificent sword intent, slashing!
"Bang!"
The sword fell, and the illusory cauldron exploded into pieces.
Xia Sanding changed color and was knocked back.
Whoosh!
Xia Mang spun around with lightning and struck out with another sword. This sword looked like nothing at first, but with every drop of the Qianqiu Sword, the sword energy became more intense, until in the end, it became endlessly gorgeous and dazzling.
A sword with "micro-glow"!
"tripod!"
Xia Sanding was so shocked that he couldn't care about anything else. His hands were changing, lightning seals were formed, complex and complicated marks appeared frequently, and the lines were outlined in the void, like spider webs, densely packed, criss-crossing, strange and scary.
What’s even weirder is that the shape outlined by these lines actually looks like a tripod!