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Everyone had strange expressions on their faces.

Ran Deng frowned upon hearing this, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously twitched a few times.

You, a disciple of three generations, actually claim to discuss the Dao with me?

What's the point of winning you a thousand or eight hundred times even if I show one finger?
The third-generation disciple also felt the eyes of the crowd, and immediately retreated into the crowd, just like the burning lamp.

Ran Deng scanned the crowd again, and finally stopped on the real Huanglong.

Everyone's eyes turned to Master Huanglong.

The real Huanglong was watched by everyone.

Feeling embarrassed for a while, he knew that Ran Deng wanted to have a discussion with himself.

But this is exactly what he wanted.

He didn't say anything, just rolled up his sleeves, as if he was ready to fight.

Seeing this, Ran Deng raised his eyebrows unconsciously.

You are crazy, boy.

In Ran Deng's impression, Huanglong Daoist has always been the weakest existence among the Twelve Golden Immortals.

and so.

Ran Deng regretted it very much, why didn't he choose the soft persimmon of Master Huang Long to squeeze it in the first place.

How did he know that his current state of mind is completely different from his previous state of mind.

Ran Deng made up his mind, his suffering face began to improve, and he spoke slowly.

"Junior Brother Huanglong, I don't know how the younger brother's cultivation has progressed in the past ten years, why don't you let me teach you?"

Master Huanglong heard the words, walked out of the crowd, left a word, and flew to the void battlefield in the distance.

"Senior Brother Ran Deng, please, my fists are already hungry and thirsty."

Ran Deng saw that the other party was in a hurry.

It seems to feel again, as if something is not quite right.

I saw that his face was a little pale, and his heart was beating wildly.

Be good, don't make another living father.

Although Ran Deng was a little scared, he still followed behind with the Qiankun Ruler and flew to the distant void battlefield.

This time, the venue chosen by the two is far away from Yun Zhongzi, this is also to avoid disturbing him.

Seeing this, all the disciples were very excited, wishing they could rush to the center of the battlefield to watch.

Guang Chengzi said lightly: "Brothers, do you think that if you fight against Brother Ran Deng with the cultivation of Huang Long, you will lose?"

When everyone heard the words, they couldn't help but think carefully about the deduction.

In their cognition, although Master Huanglong's cultivation base is a little lower, his strength is definitely not weak.

Because what he practiced was the most powerful one among the supernatural powers bestowed by his ancestors.

That is, the real dragon treasure technique.

This real dragon treasure technique is one of the ten fierce treasure techniques in "Perfect World".

That alone.

It was enough to double the real Huanglong's strength.

Yu Ding stroked his beard, and said calmly: "With the strength of Junior Brother Huang Long, although the realm is a bit weaker."

"But with this real dragon blood, even if you lose, it's enough for Brother Ran Deng to drink a pot."

Master Lingbao heard the words, nodded in agreement and said, "Yes, Junior Brother Yuding is right."

"But no matter what, I'll wait and see first, and it won't be too late to draw a conclusion."

After everyone finished speaking, they began to watch earnestly, the burning lamp and real Huanglong in the distant battlefield.

Ran Deng is holding the Qiankun Ruler at this moment, standing in the void.

All the breath in his body exploded, without the slightest reservation.

In an instant, a perfect coercion of Da Luo Jinxian swept away, and the weaker disciples around him felt a little difficult to breathe.

Ran Deng learned from the previous few lessons.

No longer retain strength.

As soon as he came up, he was immediately ready to use his full strength, so as to show the courage he should have.

Only in this way can it shock the audience and at the same time give the opponent a decisive blow.

"Junior Brother Huanglong, are you ready? I'm going to make a move."

This time, Ran Deng chose to take the initiative.

He felt that if he could knock down the opponent with one blow, he would regain all the face he lost earlier.

At that time, everyone will definitely sigh.

It turns out that this is the true strength of Teacher Randeng.
When Ran Deng thought of this, the true energy in his body could not help being stimulated even more powerfully.

After listening to Ran Deng's words, Master Huang Long said.

He rolled up his sleeves again, revealing a pair of powerful arms.

"Brother Ran Deng, let's do it!"

Master Huang Long just finished speaking.

The breath of his whole body burst out suddenly, and in his body, a powerful real dragon's blood was boiling.

As the power of the real dragon diffused, the sky and the earth suddenly began to change color.

The real Huanglong's body is also much stronger, and there are even black dragon scales growing on his arms.

"hold head high!"

Master Huanglong looked up to the sky and let out a dragon chant.

The sound of the dragon's chant was blessed by the endless power of the avenue, and it resounded through the entire world in an instant.

Although he had just entered the early stage of Da Luo Jinxian's realm, the coercion that erupted at this moment was able to reach Da Luo Jinxian's perfect burning lamp.

Seeing this, all the disciples were shocked for a moment.

"hiss!"

"Such a powerful power of a real dragon, even the real dragons don't have it!"

"This oppressive force is already comparable to the real dragon clan in the Longhan period, and can even be regarded as the king of real dragons."

When Ran Deng saw the aura and state of Master Huang Long at this moment, two drops of sweat inevitably flowed from his forehead.

he thought.

I originally thought that I had picked the second-generation direct disciple who seemed to be the weakest, but I didn't expect to be stronger than the previous two.

How to fight this?
Does this matter?

But in just ten years, all these disciples have become so strong?
Is it because I am unable to lift the knife by burning the lamp, or are all of you present drifting away?

I beg you, please be an individual, right?
"Senior Brother Ran Deng, if you don't make a move, I'm going to do it, Junior Brother."

Seeing that Ran Deng hadn't made a move for a long time, Master Huang Long looked extremely impatient with a look of gearing up.

When Ran Deng heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched twice.

Boy, shouldn't that be my line?

This is great, I met someone who likes head-to-head than this seat, but I don't know who is tough between him and this seat.

"Junior Brother Huanglong, accept!"

Ran Deng shouted loudly, and the Qiankun Ruler in his hand was shining with golden light, and 36 innate qi burst out directly, and slashed at the real Huanglong at a very high speed.

"Brush brush"

In an instant, the power of shattering the void enveloped the world again, and a large area of ​​void was completely torn apart.

Seeing the opponent's powerful attack, Master Huang Long not only did not have the slightest fear in his eyes, but was full of excitement.

"True Dragon Claw!"

He shouted loudly, and his hands that had turned into dragon claws crossed towards the void.

"Wow!"

There was a crackling sound that pierced the void.

From in front of him, countless real dragon claws flew out, and with the offensive of the celestial girl scattering flowers, they directly met the 36 innate qi.

"Clap clap clap!"

There were countless crackling sounds when the true elements collided.