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"I didn't expect it to be a battle between these two monsters. We can just watch it this time." Tang San said with a faint smile.

Later, the auditorium was already full, and it was said that the tickets for the front row of the auditorium had been sold for one hundred gold soul coins.

Fans of Dugu Qiubai and fans of Xuanyuan Jingcheng were seated in two separate seats. There were many people at the scene holding signs supporting the two of them.

"Dugu Qiubai is the best in the world!"

"Those who are upstairs, get down here, Xuanyuan Jingcheng is the yyds, look at my righteousness!"

"Stop arguing, sisters Shui Bing'er are the best."

At this moment, the Wanfajing live broadcast room was full, and the two geniuses Dugu Qiubai and Xuanyuan Jingcheng collided.

Everyone in the Tiandou team decided to only let Xuanyuan Jingcheng go up this time, and Dugu Qiufeng's strength was obvious to all.If they go up there, they will only become a drag on Xuanyuan Jingcheng.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng walked slowly towards the soul fighting stage in white clothes, his face was like a spring breeze, and there was always a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

Opposite him, Dugu Qiubai was wearing a bamboo hat and a raincoat, and his lonely and vicissitudes of life stood quietly on the soul fighting stage.

Dugu Qiubai held the hilt of the Dugu sword on his right waist, ready to go.Xuanyuan Jingcheng directly called out the Wen Sheng Pen, and the two decided not to hide their strength.

The Dugu sword in Dugu Qiubai's hand quietly unsheathed, and a sword cry echoed through the sky throughout the Tiandou competition area.What followed was a swift and shocking sword intent, and Xuanyuan Jingcheng wrote quickly with the sacred writing pen in his hand.A huge word "roy" came into everyone's sight, and the moment the word "roy" collided with the sword intention, it caused a storm.

"It's so hot, brothers."

"Oh, it's so cool to watch it from the front row. The wind is blowing on my face."

Dugu Qiubei jumped to the top of Xuanyuan Jingcheng. Dugu Qiubei held the Dugu sword and slashed vertically downwards towards Xuanyuan Jingcheng.Xuanyuan Jingcheng turned his wrist and quickly raised the Wen Sheng Pen in his hand above his head, blocking Dugu Qiubai's attack like a violent storm.

The sword in Dugu Qiubei's hand was getting faster and faster, and the sword energy crisscrossed the air.Only the afterimage of Dugu Qiubei wielding his sword was left on the field, while Xuanyuan Jingcheng continued to use Haoran's righteousness to buffer Dugu Qiubei's domineering power.

Dugu Qiubai's eyes were stern, and he punched Xuanyuan Jingcheng's chest.Xuanyuan Jingcheng secretly thought that something was wrong, and quickly gathered a large amount of Haoran's righteousness in his chest.Dugu Qiubai's fist seemed to hit the mountain, unable to advance even half a point.

Dugu Qiu defeated Li Ma and distanced himself. The Dugu sword in his hand exuded endless desolate and chilling sword intent, and the world suddenly turned black and white.Withered maple leaves kept falling in the sky, looking very miserable.

Tang San's eyes were solemn after seeing this move. As the first person to experience Dugu Qiufei's move, he had a deep understanding of it. Even after seeing it, it was still disappointing.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng was instantly enveloped by this sword intent, and felt inexplicably sad.Xuanyuan Jingcheng's eyes were a bit nostalgic and he smiled lightly: "Ten years of life and death are so vast, and I will never forget them without thinking about them. A lonely tomb thousands of miles away is desolate. What a trick!"

As Xuanyuan Jingcheng read every word, the awe-inspiring righteousness between heaven and earth instantly crushed the realm released by Dugu Qiubai.

The maple leaves falling between heaven and earth slowly fall to the ground, returning to their roots.

Dugu Qiubai's figure gradually blurred as he stood there, dividing one into two, two into four, and four into eight.Eight figures were standing with swords in their hands, and their eyes under Dugu Qiubei's bamboo hat were filled with sword intent.

"Eight ways!?" Everyone in Shrek exclaimed.

Last time, Dugu Qiubai beat them to pieces with just one clone. Unexpectedly, Dugu could summon eight clones. How many tricks did Dugu Qiubei hide?

The literary pen in Xuanyuan Jingcheng's hand was raised to his chest like a swimming dragon, and he started writing with luck like running water.

The word "Broken!" quietly appeared in the air, and the word "Broken" gradually split apart. Eight "Broken" characters blasted the clones who were seeking defeat from Dugu.

The Dugu sword in Dugu Qiubei's hand suddenly ignited with blazing fire and slashed towards Xuanyuan Jingcheng.An extremely hot sword energy attacked Xuanyuan Jingcheng. The Wen Sheng Pen in Xuanyuan Jingcheng's hand formed an invisible wall to resist Dugu Qiufei's sword intention.

Dugu Qiubai turned his wrist, and Dugu's sword was attached with boiling black thunder and lightning.As Dugu Qiubai dropped his sword, a shocking black thunder fell from the sky.Xuanyuan Jingcheng couldn't dodge and was hit by this blow, so he took a few steps back.A trace of blood still spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his chest felt heavy.

"This sword move is so cool, it's both fire and thunder. Mom, I want to learn it!"

"Xuanyuan Jingcheng seems to be injured. It seems that Dugu Qiubai is still more skilled."

"Hmph, Xuanyuan Jingcheng hasn't shown his strength yet, so it's not certain who will win."

The Dugu Sword in Dugu Qiubei's hand gradually became desolate, with gusts of sad wind emitting from it.Take advantage of the victory and pursue it with one sword.On the Soul Fighting Stage, waves of storms swept by the tragic wind moved closer to Dugu Qiubai.

The hurricane roared crazily, trying to destroy everything around it, and continued to wreak havoc.The audience sitting in the front row had their hair blown upside down, and all the snacks and drinks in their hands were blown to the back row.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng's face was heavy, and he raised the Literary Saint Pen above his head and pressed forward.The Haoran Zhengqi within a hundred miles quickly gathered towards the Tiandou Division Soul Fighting Arena, and Haoran Zhengqi wiped out the hurricane forcefully.

I saw that the sword in Dugu Qiubei's hand gradually lost its breath and became unstable.Just when everyone was confused, Xuanyuan Jingcheng's expression turned heavy.The ultimate in kendo is purity and simplicity.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng tightened his grip on the literary holy pen and said, "You are finally serious."

Dugu Qiubai unexpectedly nodded. The moment he slowly waved his right arm down, time seemed to have stopped.This sword was obviously unpleasant, but it made people unable to dodge it. A blood line appeared on Xuanyuan Jingcheng's delicate face.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng gently touched the scars on his face, then sighed to himself and said: "Sure enough, a mage cannot fight an assassin one-on-one."

Dugu Qiubai swung his sword again, and his right arm was not swung very fast.But the sword energy appeared in front of Xuanyuan Jingcheng out of thin air again, and Xuanyuan Jingcheng still did not hide away.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng felt the burning pain in his abdomen and sighed in his heart: "We still lost."

"Use my body to cultivate Haoran's Qi, and use my name to protect the luck of Tiandou, rise!" Xuanyuan Jingcheng's body was surrounded by golden light, and all the Haoran's righteousness in Tiandou's territory moved closer to Xuanyuan Jingcheng.

Dugu Qiubai also felt the rapidly rising soul power fluctuations in Xuanyuan Jingcheng's body, and attacked Xuanyuan Jingcheng at a ghostly speed.

But after Dugu Qiubei came within ten steps of Xuanyuan Jingcheng, his body became heavy. At this moment, he could only feel a big mountain pressing on him.

The awe-inspiring righteousness surrounding Xuanyuan Jingcheng can be seen with the naked eye, and the sacred aura leaves everyone with only one feeling.Xuanyuan Jingcheng is like a god walking in the world, his purpose is to save the people.

Xuanyuan Jingcheng looked at Dugu Qiubai, who was suppressed by Haoran's righteousness, and smiled lightly: "Actually, I lost this game."

Although borrowing luck is also one of Xuanyuan Jingcheng's methods, this method will not be available until he enters the Great Tomb of Nazarick in the finals.

Dugu Qiubei's eyes were cold and calm as he said: "If you lose, you lose."

Dugu Qiubei left these words and slowly walked down the Soul Fighting Stage.