Refining Heaven and Earth

At the same time, the two figures retreated backwards, hundreds of feet apart, standing in the void.

Fang Bai's mouth was faintly blood stained, and his dignified gaze looked far into the distance. His strength was still not enough. Dragon scale armor made his defense stronger, but the power of Jiuyao Vajra stick could not be exerted, and defense against strong attack was weak!

In the distance, the man in white was secretly surprised. He asked himself that he would not lose to Fang Bai, but it was not so easy to overcome, especially if Fang Bai was not violent.

Wang Yuzhen looked up, her heart was very contradictory, she hoped that Fang Bai would win, but he was afraid that Fang Bai would win.

Wang Fu's picture was heavy, and his eyes showed anxiety.

"If you can catch this sword, I confess to losing!" Said the man in white, Shen Sheng, and to this day, he has no choice but to defeat Fang Bai before he enters the rage.

"Can't handle it, I confess to losing!" Fang Bai focused his head and continued. It would not be good for anyone. Even if he defeats this person, will he still have a fight?

"Come on!"

The white man's eyes were low, and the azure blue sword in his hand came out, rising to the sky, and the blood was shining on it.

The sky and clouds move in unison, the dazzling swordsman explodes, like the sun, moon, and stars illuminate the sky; the waves below are soaring, the tens of thousands of years of cold pools move, and the waves rise into the sky.

Senran swordsmanship, the spirit of the cold pool, intertwined, the void instantly condensed a cold chilling dragon, spreading hundreds of feet, flying.

hiss!

The air-cooled sound rang out among the mountains, and the crowd looked at the long dragon in the sky in horror.

The sacred king's eyes were burning. If he thought about it, he turned his head and glanced at the palace master, who showed a hint of interest indifferently.

Zhu Yan and Zhu Yang have heavy faces, and this person's strength is not necessarily weaker than them. If the flames and red flames are set aside, they are not sure.

Young men in black, Zhao Xinghe, and Wang Fuhua were relieved. If Fang Bai had shot them, would they be their opponents?

Wang Yuzhen's heart was stunned instantly. Can Fang Bai catch up with such a powerful power?

At this moment, Fang Bai's eyes were dignified, this person's strength was stronger than imagined, the kendo and waterway merged into one, and the power of the ten thousand year cold pool was extremely horrifying.

Nine Dantians were running at the same time, and they were sent into Jiuyao Wong Kong sticks with anger and surging.

An extremely violent breath emanated, and his hands sank suddenly, Fang Bai looked down, at this time the Jiuyong Vajra stick seemed to be stronger.

Is it?

Jiuyong Vajra Stick is the weapon of His Holiness. At the time, Lord Tuo merged with the spirit of His Holiness, so that he could exert most of his power.

Fang Bai was different. Although he finally surrendered the Jiuyin Wong Gang, at that time, due to the blood of ancient dragons, surrender was not accepted, so he could not exert the power even of Lord Tuo.

At this moment, Xiu was soaring and sent in with anger. Jiuyi King Kong seemed to have reached a limit before erupting again.

"it is good!"

Fang Bai was overjoyed, and the Jiuyong King Kong stick swept away with an extremely violent momentum, and must not give him the opportunity to regain momentum.

"Good job!"

The man in white shouted and seemed to feel the change of Jiuyong's vajra sticks. His eyes were dignified, and the towering Jianmang whistled and fell.

The void suddenly collapsed, and the sky was bleak. The sword was shaking.

"broken!"

Jiuyong King Kong stick swept away, the wind howled, the tremor of the void, and it could be torn at any time.

This is Fang Bai's most powerful blow. If he can take it, it means that his strength has taken another leap forward. He does not want to pass the violent state every time.

The uncontrollable power is a double-edged sword, which can hurt others as well as others.

Countless light staring at this blow, the collision of genius and genius, the decisive battle between the evil and the evil!

Who will win?

Questions arose in everyone's mind, and the answer was about to be revealed.

Rumble!

For a moment, as if for a century, the two powerful forces finally hit each other fiercely.

The sky was falling apart, the thunder was rolling, the air was blasting, and the sun and the moon were dark.

The fierce emptiness of the emptiness blasted into the sky, some shot into the mountains, and some shot into the Wannian Hantan.

The roar rang through the sky, echoing across the mountains for a long time.

Two figures volleyed and stopped thousands of feet away, standing in the void.

Tick!

The blood slipped, as if brilliant flowers bloomed in the sky, and then sank into the icy cold years.

Who wins?

The crowd looked in unison, both of them looked sad at this time, blood was flowing, and their faces were miserable.

Wang Yuzhen felt that his heart reached his throat, and he almost jumped out. Fang Bai was hoping to win, and he was worried that Fang Bai would become the holy king. His hands clenched to the corners of his clothes, his forehead exuded sweat.

"I lost!"

The man in white sighed, his voice was extremely lonely, and he tolerated heavy burdens. In the end, he still couldn't escape.

"I lost!"

Fang Bai said faintly, the whole body's momentum soared, that is a kind of self-confidence, the weak self-confidence.

All lost?

The crowd looked at each other, did not understand what they meant, how could they be defeated?

The King's eyes flashed, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he nodded slightly.

Zhu Zhiyan's eyes were gloomy and frowning, and she seemed to be thinking about something.

Zhu Xun chuckled slightly, Zhu Yang looked cold, Zhao Xinghe, and the young man in black looked diligently, and Wang Fuhua was relieved.

"If you lose, you lose." The man in white chuckled and walked away in the air.

Fang Bai opened his mouth and said nothing.

In this battle, Fang Bai lost. Today's strength is still a bit insufficient. It is enough to deal with the double entry of the realm. There is also a chance of victory in the triple entry of the realm. However, he still has no chance of winning against some evils.

A sword just now, if it wasn't for the strength of Dragon Scale Armor and Heaven's Nine Change, I'm afraid it's broken.

The man in white won, but Fang Bai caught the sword, so he lost.

Fang Bai lost, but the strongest state has not yet come out, so he won.

"And slow!"

Sheng Wang Qinglang's voice sounded, his body came volleying in the air, and in a blink of an eye, he came to the man in white.

"The junior has seen the Holy King!" The man in white saluted with a fist.

"no."

The King looked up and down on the man in white for a moment, and said lightly: "My husband is about to abdicate. I planned to travel the world in the future. I always have a regret in my heart. I wonder if you can help me make up for this regret?"

The man in white stunned and clenched his fist: "The Holy King has spoken heavily, and the younger should do their best."

"it is good!"

The holy king laughed: "I'll treat you as promised."

The man in white said: "The Holy King commanded."

The Holy King said: "The old man never accepted a disciple in his life, and no one inherited it. Now that you have promised it, I will leave it to you."

what?

The crowd around was horrified. It turned out that the Holy King moved the idea of ​​apprenticeship!

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Frankly, this person's talent is indeed against the sky. Kendo and waterway are complete, and they can combine the two to cut out a terrifying sword. If it were not for the strong defense, no one would dare to say that he could catch this. One sword.

Such strength will be regarded as a treasure in any ancestral gate and cultivated carefully.

In the same way, the Holy King of Jiuyin Palace, who is strong in the Tao, is so hard to find in his life.

Famous teacher and apprentice, complement each other!

"You don't want to?" The King asked, frowning after seeing him not speaking for a long time.

The man in white arched his hand and said, "The younger generation thanked the Saint Wang Qingqing, but the disciples already have a teacher and dare not say anything else."

"Oh!"

The King sighed softly and murmured, "It should be so, it is difficult for the old man and strong man."

"The junior said goodbye." The man in white hugged.

"Well, go!" The Holy King waved his hand, his expression lonely.

The crowd looked at each other for less than a quarter of an hour, which brought them too many surprises.

In a terrible battle, the Holy King accepted the disciples, but the other party refused.

All kinds of incredible things are concentrated at this moment.

"The selection is over, Fang Bai wins." The voice of the Holy King dropped, and the figure had sat down in front of the Ice Hall.

what?

There was a roar among the mountains, and Fang Bai's victory was not controversial, but what did it mean when the selection ended, and there were still so many people not fighting.

Zhao Xinghe and the young man in black had a blue complexion, and were extremely dissatisfied. However, the King He had already spoken, and they had no courage to refute.

Wang Fu painted for a moment, reacted immediately, like a chicken.

Fang Bai coughed, blood ran from the corner of his mouth, but his face became extremely wonderful.

From beginning to end, he did not take the position of the Holy King, and he went to war to paint for Wang Fu.

Who would have thought that the Holy King directly gave an order and the selection was over, putting him among the three and waiting for the selection of the Virgin.

The atmosphere was weird for a while, but no one dared to retort.

Fang Bai frowned slightly and noticed something awkward. Zhu Yang is the next generation of the Lord of the Fire Temple. From the attitude of the previous King, it can be judged that the possibility of the Saint to choose Zhu Yang is very small.

Zhu Rong is the enemy of the Temple of Vulcan. Choosing Zhu Rong means that Jiuyin Palace will fight with the Temple of Vulcan. I believe Jiuyin Palace will not do so.

This way, there is only one choice left!

"No!"

Fang Bai's secret road is not good, how to explain to Xiaoyu?

Just when he was about to speak, suddenly someone stepped out of the crowd and said loudly, "Sir King Qilu, the younger generation has something to say."