The fear of cultivating immortals comes from insufficient firepower

On the other side, Zhuang Bi is also promising his master that he will do his best.

Then, the owner of the field called his subordinates and took the two young men down.

After the presiding monk learned of the situation, he quickly announced the information about the next battle.

The audience had no complaints about this either.

They also want to take a look at the young people who are about to play.

One is a disciple of the Dragon Soul Sect, and the other is a disciple of the Xuanxin Sect. When the two of them fight, who will be better?

On the other side, Li Xiaofan had already returned to the resting hall.

Due to the special nature of today, no other fighters were scheduled to play in the Colosseum.

Therefore, Li Xiaofan was the only one in the entire hall.

Li Xiaofan was also very interested when he heard that the monk in charge reported the sect where Long Yuan and Zhuang Bi were.

After coming to Shengxian Continent for so long, Li Xiaofan has only encountered one real local immortal cultivating sect until now.

That is the Fengling Sect whose strength can only be said to be average.

As for the Dragon Soul Sect and the Xuanxin Sect, Li Xiaofan had only seen it in the miscellaneous notes he purchased, but did not understand it at all.

Quickly walking to the gap in the wall, Li Xiaofan also wanted to take a closer look at what the two younger disciples of the sect were like.

Soon, Long Yuan and Zhuang Bi were already standing in the duel field.

As the iron door slammed shut, the two immediately entered a fighting state.

The body was shining with light. In Zhuang Bi's right hand was a long sword, and in his left hand was a white whisk similar to that of Taoist Bai.

On the other side, Long Yuan's weapon was not a common weapon, but a pair of strange iron gloves.

The five fingers on the iron glove are clearly defined and fit perfectly into Long Yuan's big hand.

At the tail end, there is a long sleeve that extends from one finger to the elbow, completely protecting the entire forearm.

The next moment, Zhuang Bi struck preemptively.

The long sword in his hand was filled with spiritual light, and his whole body turned into a ray of light, flying towards Long Yuan.

Before the person arrived, the long sword in his hand stabbed out countless sword flowers, sealing all the places around Long Yuan in an instant.

Seeing this, Long Yuan just smiled slowly.

The spiritual energy in his body surged, constantly converging on his hands.

The next moment, a low dragon roar sounded, and Long Yuan's gloves burned with blazing flames.

These crimson flames continued to gather and actually formed two ferocious dragon heads on Long Yuan's hands.

Stomping his feet hard on the ground, Long Yuan's body moved forward instead of retreating, and he actually rushed towards the sword flower wall of the village wall.

The next moment, raging explosions sounded one after another.

Long Yuan used the dragon heads on his fists to smash the wall formed by the sword flowers.

Then he flew forward and launched a fierce attack on the wall of the village.

Li Xiaofan nodded, Long Yuan's strength was pretty good.

Although he is only at the middle stage of Jindan cultivation, the skills and magical powers he can cultivate are definitely not weak.

Every time a pair of fists is swung out, it carries overwhelming power.

Moreover, Long Yuan's fists were not swung randomly, but he obviously used some kind of boxing magic power, which gave people a lot of pressure.

Looking at the other side, Zhuang Bi is not someone to be trifled with.

The swordsmanship of the right hand is very sharp, with countless changes every time it is used. .

In addition, the whisk in Zhuang Bi's left hand is even more tricky.

The white hair on it can be long or short. It can not only attack, but also wrap around Long Yuan's body to control the opponent.

In just a short period of time, the two fought hundreds of times, but in general, no one had taken advantage of it too much.

Seeing that Long Yuan could not be defeated in close combat, Zhuang Bi quickly began to adjust his tactics.

After a sword light forced Long Yuan back, his body quickly retreated.

After closing the distance, Zhuang Bi slashed out dense sword rays in succession, heading towards him to kill.

At the same time, the white hair on the whisk separated and turned into silver threads all over the sky, like a big net that began to cover Long Yuan.

On this side, Long Yuan didn't panic at all when he saw this.

Punch out your fists fiercely, and the dragon heads on your fists will shoot out like cannonballs, destroying all the sword light in front of you.

It turns out that the dragon head on Long Yuan's fist, in addition to close combat, is also a magical power for long-distance attack.

After a roar, the dragon head and sword light dissipated at the same time.

At this time, countless silver threads transformed from the fly whisk had already arrived at Long Yuan's side and began to surround him.

Seeing this, Long Yuan still didn't panic.

The spiritual energy in his body surged again, and then a fire dragon formed on his entire arm.

"Dragon Breathing Strength!"

With a low roar, Long Yuan punched the ground hard.

In an instant, the terrifying flames were like a storm, with Long Yuan as the center, raging wildly towards the surroundings.

Zhuang Bi frowned and soon found that the aura on his whisk began to dim.

In a hurry, he quickly retracted the fly whisk and reduced it to normal size.

Fortunately, nothing serious happened to the whisk, just some white hairs were burnt.

At this moment, a figure rushed out of the flames and came to Zhuang Bi.

Seeing this, Zhuang Bi was stunned.

At this time, Long Yuan's appearance changed again. Not only were his two fists made of dragon heads made of flames.

Even his feet were covered in flames, condensing into two flame dragon claws.

The next moment, Long Yuan's attack became more fierce.

Not only the two fists, but also the feet have become terrifying weapons.

Each kick was like a dragon's claw swinging, not only with sharp cutting power, but also with scorching flames.

Under such an attack, Zhuang Bi finally slowly began to fall into a disadvantage.

However, the difference in strength between the two was not big. Zhuang Bi was still able to barely parry with his excellent swordsmanship and the changes in the whisk.

Li Xiaofan looked very carefully and had roughly estimated the basic level of the two people's strength.

Of course, who of the two will win in the end depends on their respective trump cards.

Just when the fight in the Colosseum was in full swing, two more black masked men came at the entrance of Sanling Black Market.

These two people have entered the black market. Just like Li Xiaofan and others, they went directly to the alley to look for the spies of Xianbao Tower.

It's a pity that the spy, that old man, is not in the stronghold at this time.

When no one was found, one of the men in black robes sent a message to the other person: "Elder, what should we do if this guy is not here?"

Hearing this, the other man in black robe thought for a while and finally took out the jade talisman that conveyed the message.

"It doesn't matter. I have arrived at the Sanling Black Market now. You can ask Qiu Yu to see me directly."

After saying that, the man in black began to use the messenger jade talisman to transmit the message.

It turned out that the two men in black were none other than Elder Er and Xia Wugen who had left the Xianbao Tower headquarters and hurried over.

In the auditorium of the Colosseum, Qiu Yu suddenly frowned and took out the message jade talisman from the storage bag.

After listening to the message, he looked at the third elder and the fourth elder.

"You two, Ye Laixiang just sent me a message, saying that he has also come to the Sanling black market and asked me to go to the stronghold to find him."

Hearing this, the third elder and fourth elder also frowned.

"Ye Jun and the others have sent a message to me and the young master before, saying that the task assigned by the young master has been completed."

"Then if Ye Laixiang fell into the trap, he should hate the original poster and Ye Hongtao to death. Why did he suddenly come to the Sanling black market?"

Qiu Yu thought for a while: "I think this guy couldn't hold back his breath and came to me. He probably wanted me to assassinate Ye Hongtao..."