Po Tian Xie Zun

"bump!"

But Shen Qiutian is not a vegetarian either, he immediately turned around and prepared to come back when he missed a hit, and blocked Feng Xingtian's attack by the way, the two of them just came and went, entangled in the air, no one was weaker than the other, no one was weaker than the other. No one will be allowed.

"So strong, is this the basic strength of Tianhong Continent?"

Looking up at the battle between the two, Si Yunan opened his mouth slightly in shock. He saw that Shen Qiutian's age was probably about the same as the prince's, but he didn't expect that the strength was almost the same. If everyone in Tianhong Continent had this strength, then they Indeed, he should practice more diligently.

"I don't know, it should be?"

Lan Ting, who was also looking up at the sky, was not sure. After all, none of them had been to Tianhong Continent, so they had no way of knowing the situation there.

Suddenly, Xie Wuya's voice suddenly interjected between them, and the three of them looked back at him at the same time, when did he stand up?

"Brother Wuya, are you alright, is the strength of the reverse flow channeled?"

After holding his hand and looking him up and down several times, Lan Ting asked worriedly, God knows how worried she was when she knew that his strength was countercurrent, if something happened to him, she would die ten thousand times Not a pity.

"It's all right, isn't it just a reverse flow of energy? It's no big deal."

Petting her head fondly, Xie Wuya said with a smile, only he himself knows how much effort he put in to guide the flow, that's not a joke, in case he can't rely on If one's own ability suppresses the vigor of the countercurrent, if one cannot guide them smoothly, one will be disabled at least, or even die at worst, and the consequences will be very serious.

"Ah That's good."

It's not that he doesn't know that his whitewashing is too peaceful, but since he said so, Lan Ting didn't struggle, and nodded obediently.

"Let me just say, our Wu Ya is a cat with nine lives, how could something happen so easily?"

There were tears in his eyes, but Si Yunan forced himself to laugh, stubbornly not letting the tears fall, as if the tears would betray his worries once they fell.

"That's right, that's right, my uncle is a strange cat with nine lives, it's not so easy to die, I... um..."

Before Xie Wuya finished speaking, Si Yunan hugged him tightly, feeling the moisture from his shoulders, Xie Wuya's heart warmed up, and he didn't push him away, should he be worried?

"Damn it, Wu Ya, you're so good-looking."

The husky voice came into his ears from the depths of his shoulders, Xie Wuya raised the corners of his lips helplessly, patted his back and pushed him away.

"I'm fine, so don't cry, it's ugly."

Putting his hands on his shoulders, Xie Wuya's bright eyes looked into his eyes, he touched him to worry about him, but... he doesn't like other people's tears no matter what.

"Ah."

This time, Si Yunan did not quarrel with him. After nodding firmly, he turned his back and quietly wiped away his tears.

"Boundless..."

"Eh... don't imitate them, I'm really fine, getting injured today is just an accident, it has nothing to do with your abilities, whether it's Luo Qingcheng or these two people who just popped up out of nowhere, they're not who we are now able to handle it."

As soon as Han Mengli opened his mouth, Xie Wuya stopped him with black lines all over his face. He thought he would not be able to bear that kind of warmth a few more times.

"I want to ask, why are you sure that Shen Qiutian's strength is not the average strength of Tianhong Continent?"

With a cold face, Han Mengli explained in a calm voice, Xie Wuya only felt a group of crows croaking flying over his head, and his whole body instantly petrified. Damn it, that is to say, he was being passionate?

"Haha...Wu Ya, you don't think that everyone is as poor and worried as the two of them, do you? With your physique, plus your own repair ability and Shao Li's assistance, that little question is basically trivial. Whoever worries about you is the other. Mom is crazy."

Zilian, who had been forgotten by him for a long time, did not forget to give up this great opportunity to tease him, and laughed out of shame.

"bump!"

"Well!"

Unsurprisingly, there was another small bump on Zi Lian's head. The three of them all turned black when they saw this scene.

"It's actually very simple. I don't know if you have noticed Shen Qiutian's clothes and aura. Although he is only wearing a simple black brocade robe, the material is extremely rare silk. I have seen in the book that that kind of silkworm is called hell demon silkworm. The silk it spits out is as soft as water and full of toughness. If it is used to weave clothes with it, it will be the strongest armor. Shen Qiutian not only uses it to make clothes , and made it into a robe, which shows that his worth is absolutely extraordinary in the Tianhong Continent. In addition, he knows that Xingtian's strength is still going to challenge him. This shows that he is rebellious by nature, does not obey anyone, and has With that kind of capital, we can conclude from the above that Shen Qiutian's strength is definitely the top in Tianhong Continent, of course, it is only limited to his peers."

Xie Wuya finally felt refreshed after beating Zilian who complained. He took two steps forward to fight side by side with Han Mengli. Xie Wuya looked up at the stalemate battle in the sky and analyzed rationally. Although he was meditating just now, he didn't It means that he doesn't know anything about the outside world. He heard everything they said. Of course, it doesn't rule out that Yan Banxie tried to hurt him again. He will write down this hatred for her. One day he will ask him to get it back with his own hands.

"Wow, isn't it Wuya, you are so amazing, so you can guess the general idea."

Hearing this, Si Yunan's eyes instantly turned into star eyes, and his white and tender cheeks shone with admiration, everyone shook their heads helplessly, this child, oh...

"Xie Wuya, your man is going to lose."

Sweeping away the previous egg pain, Zilian also looked at the skyline battlefield and said.

"Listen to you bragging, Xing Tian is clearly... no, damn it, Feng Xingtian, pull out your weapon for labor and management."

Xie Wuya, who didn't think so at first, suddenly widened his eyes, and yelled crazily at the Tianyu battlefield, Nima, did he think the other party was just an ordinary strong man?He didn't even need a weapon. Isn't this just courting death?He is weak, if he loses a hair, it depends on how he will deal with him when he goes back.

"bump!"

In Tianyu, the figures of the two were entangled again. Hearing Xie Wuya's roar, a smile flashed across Shen Qiutian's eyes, and he gloated: "Your princess seems to be very worried about you? Why, or Don't you need weapons?"

"unnecessary!"

"bump!"

Helplessness flashed past his eyes, Feng Xingtian finished speaking in a concentrated voice, his arms trembled, and the two of them were separated instantly. Shen Qiutian was indeed very strong, but not strong enough to require him to use a weapon.

"Hmph, I'm still confident, I don't want to play with you anymore, Feng Xingtian, accept the move!"

Once again he was despised by him, and it would be a lie to say that he was not annoyed. After retreating from his body, Shen Qiutian suddenly raised the big knife in his hand. Under the line of sight, the dark black blade gradually filled with rich red light, and the dragon-shaped pattern floating on the blade seemed to come alive in an instant, lifelike, blooming with the opportunity of life.

"Feng Xingtian, catch my Ling Po Zhan!"

"boom!"

Accompanied by his roar, the sword that had already been prepared suddenly slashed down, and a red golden dragon carried a powerful and compelling fighting spirit, flew up nine days clamoring in a sharp posture, and then swooped down with an unimaginable speed. Zhang's dragon head went straight to Feng Xingtian's head.

"The stupid king accepted it without hesitation."

The look in the bottom of his eyes changed instantly, and Feng Xingtian's body disappeared in the blink of an eye. When everyone came back to their senses, he had already rushed up to face the red golden dragon that was diving rapidly. The transformed long whip suddenly appeared, and the moment he was about to meet the red golden dragon, Feng Xingtian suddenly and sharply swung the long whip in his hand, and the whip flew directly towards the golden dragon as if it had vitality.

"Boom..."

The moment the whip hit the red golden dragon, the aftermath of the powerful dou qi rippled, and the entire sky was crimson, shining with dazzling light, but the battle did not end because of this. If Shen Qiutian's attack was just a blow from Feng Xingtian If it is destroyed, then he is not worthy to be Feng Xingtian's opponent. When Xie Wuya's eyes were stimulated by the dazzling red light and they couldn't open their eyes, Cise Golden Dragon was still attacking, and it was no longer blindly swooping, but It is the direction where Feng Xingtian's figure flies, and he will aim at that direction. Its sharpness can be called a stunt, but Feng Xingtian is not weak, and the whip formed by the strength in his hand is danced vigorously by him. , facing the red golden dragon head-on again and again, deafening explosions continued to sound, and the gorgeous and dazzling red light filled the entire Tianyu battlefield.

"No, the big sword in Shen Qiutian's hand is Yan Longdao, a magic weapon that has been enshrined in the Shen family for many years. With its unique move, coupled with the strength of Shen Qiutian's red fighting spirit, it is impossible for Feng Xingtian to break it with bare hands. matter."

Looking at the Tianyu battlefield from a distance, Zilian's small face was stained with dignity, and her deep purple eyes exaggerated a little worry. What the hell is Feng Xingtian doing?Why no weapons?

"Xing Tian...could it be...Zi Lian, let me ask you, have you ever heard of Qingxue Sword?"

Worriedly looking at the red sky, Xie Wuya couldn't figure out why Feng Xingtian didn't draw his sword. A flash of inspiration flashed in Xie Wuya's mind, and then he squatted down and whispered in Zilian's ear. He became stiff, and the fundus of his eyes climbed up at the same time, no wonder he didn't draw his sword, otherwise he would have made the same choice.