"Jingyuan, use all your strength and don't let me think that you have been giving yourself a holiday these past few hundred years."

In the martial arts field, Jingliu took out the Tanhua Sword and pointed the tip of the sword at Jingyuan. The crystal ice crystals looked even sharper under the sunlight.

Under the martial arts arena, there were only three people, Yanqing Baiheng and Columbia, and no one else existed.

Bai Heng looked at the two people on the martial arts field with a bored expression. Didn't he understand Jingliu?

Just the martial arts of Jingliu hundreds of years ago cannot be matched by Jingyuan, let alone Jingliu who is still blessed by Liuguang Tianjun.

With Jing Yuan's current strength, he might not be able to avoid a severe beating.

Columbia, on the other hand, showed a worried expression.

After all, in his own perception, as the leader of a cosmic overlord-level force, Jing Yuan's strength is definitely not weak.

Although I believe in Jingliu very much, I still have some worries in my heart.

As for Yanqing, his eyes were filled with stars and he was looking straight at Jingliu.

With a look of admiration on his face, it doesn't mean much to him who wins and who loses.

Of course, if you must choose one for yourself.

I will choose Jingliu Master without any hesitation.

After all...this is the master of Kageryu, she is the master of Kageryu (☆w☆*)

This is the protagonist in a legendary story that I have heard since childhood.

General, I'm really sorry. It's not that you don't smell good, it's that Master Jingliu smells too good.

"Of course." Jing Yuan took out his sword, but he did not summon his divine king.

Thinking back on it, I feel that the power of the Divine Lord cannot be resisted by Jingliu's strength.

The competition is just a sparring exercise. If the Divine Lord is used and the master is hurt, then the gain outweighs the loss.

Seeing Jingyuan's little thoughts in his eyes, Jingliu didn't pay too much attention, just smiled lightly.

Since Jing Yuan is afraid of hurting himself, he should let Jing Yuan know him. With his current strength, even if he uses the Divine Lord, he will not be able to cause any harm to him.

"Be careful." As soon as Jingliu finished his words, he turned into an afterimage and disappeared.

In an instant, Jing Liu appeared behind Jing Yuan, then raised the Tan Hua Sword in his hand and stabbed Jing Yuan in the back.

The attack was ruthless, and it seemed that he did not regard this as a competition, but as a life and death battle.

The attack is a killing move, and there is no holding back.

"!" Jing Yuan reacted quickly, but in the end he was still a step too slow, and the weapon in his hand was knocked down by Jingliu.

"Jingyuan, if you still look so lazy, the sword in my hand will not show mercy." Jingliu pointed the Tanhua Sword in his hand at Jingyuan. The cold light emitted by the sword inevitably made people a little scared. trembling.

"Huh..." At the cost of losing his weapon, he luckily escaped Jingliu's attack, leaving a few drops of cold sweat on Jingyuan's face.

The master has been sleeping for hundreds of years. I thought that even if the master's strength has not declined, it will not improve much.

But that sword blow just now... completely overturned Jing Yuan's view of his master at this time.

Not only has the master's strength not declined during these hundreds of years of slumber, but it has actually grown a lot...

Jingliu slowly walked up to Jingyuan's weapon and kicked it in front of Jingyuan.

clang~ clang~ clang~

The weapon inserted into the cold floor and made a crisp sound.

Jing Yuan's face was reflected on the weapon made by Han Tie.

"We Yunqi, we must not let the military equipment go. Jingyuan, do you think that after becoming a general of Shence, you are no longer a Yunqi?"

Jingliu walked towards Jingyuan step by step, the Tanhua Sword in his hand flashing with cold light.

Looking at the oppressive Jingliu in front of him, Jingyuan felt like he had returned to the scene when he was a child, when he had just become a disciple of Jingliu.

At that time, just like now, I was knocked to the ground by my master countless times.

He got up from the ground countless times, picked up the weapon again, and then was knocked to the ground again...

But now, it is different from the past. Now I am not powerless to fight back!

Next, let the master see the disciple’s progress over the past few hundred years!

Jing Yuan slowly stood up and picked up the weapon stuck in the ground.

Then he pointed the sharpest point of the weapon at Jingliu:

"Master, your turn is over, now it's my turn, do you have any objection?"

Jingliu:......

Listening to Jing Yuan's words, the corners of Jing Liu's mouth couldn't help but twitch.

Are you cheating?

Forget it, looking at Jing Yuan's appearance at this time, Jing Liu was too lazy to say anything.

Although I don't know what Jing Yuan is thinking, I can roughly guess it.

Ba Cheng wants to defeat himself and tell himself that he has grown up.

But imagination is imagination, reality will always be crueler than imagined.

However, looking at Jingyuan at this moment, it was as if he had been beaten to death, and Jingliu didn't really want to hit him.

"Master, be careful." Jing Yuan warned at first, then turned into an afterimage and disappeared. When he reappeared, he had already arrived in front of Jingliu.

Looking at Jingliu who seemed to be unresponsive in front of him, Jingyuan did not hold back. The weapon in his hand emitted bursts of thunder and fell towards Jingliu.

Seeing the blow with the power of thunder in front of him, Jingliu's eyes did not make any waves, his body did not dodge, and the Tanhua Sword in his hand did not wave to resist.

Instead, he watched helplessly as the blow landed on him.

As the attack fell, the entire martial arts arena was filled with the raging thunder.

And Jingliu, who had withstood the entire attack, was also split into two halves.

No... In other words, the afterimage left by Jing Liu was split into two halves by Jing Yuan's attack.

Feeling that his attack was in vain, Jing Yuan looked around with a solemn expression, trying to find the direction of the mirror flow at this time.

Just when Jing Yuan was sensing everything, Jing Liu's figure slowly appeared behind Jing Yuan.

Looking at Jing Yuan who had not yet reacted, Jing Liu showed no mercy at all. He raised the Tan Hua Sword and stabbed Jing Yuan.

Feeling the aura behind him, Jing Yuan quickly stepped back and avoided the fatal blow.

Tick-tock~tick-tick...

He escaped the fatal blow, but he did not escape this attack.

Jing Yuan's arm also showed some wounds under this attack.

The blood dripped slowly down the arm and onto the ground, dyeing the moss-covered stones a trace of blood red.

"It's too fast, I can't react at all..."

Jing Yuan squinted his eyes and kept thinking in his mind, but he couldn't think of any other way.

Although the former master was also very fast, he was not as outrageous as he is now...

It seems there is no other way...

When Jing Yuan thought of this, he made a decision in his heart.

For a second, endless thunder emitted from Jing Yuan's body, and a huge figure appeared behind Jing Yuan...

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