"Ouch--"

Zhuanyang couldn't dodge and hit the eye socket directly.

"Are you sick-" Zhuanyang said angrily: "I'm afraid you catch a cold, and I'm still thinking--"

Throwing the cloak to him, the boy sat next to him angrily.

Eunuch Li was very tactful and had already left.

"Why are you here?" Peng Yu also subconsciously punched him, but he didn't know that Zhuanyang would not be able to dodge it?

He quickly poured tea for Zhuanyang to apologize.

Zhuanyang sat down and took the tea handed over by Peng Yu: "I made it almost the same, only the last level - the Martial Saint Landing."

"Where are your two brothers? Why are you here by yourself?"

"They go to pick up my father." When talking about the Hou of Yunyang, the young man was energetic and became energetic: "My father is here. He wants to see me win in person."

The young man admired his father and naturally hoped that under the attention of his family, he would win the reputation of "shocking talent".

"By the way, do you want to go and have a look?" Zhuanyang looked at the empty arena below: "It seems that it is not ready to start here."

"Something happened." Peng Yu briefly said what happened just now: "That witch was backfired, and then they rushed back. You should go back quickly, so as not to have too many dreams. Quickly exchange the things out."

Peng Yu is always worried that Miluo Realm will ask for a magic weapon at this time, so don’t run into him.

At this time, Tianzhou walked down a group of people, even the masked girl was there. There was one more person, the scholar they had met last night.

"Look, how good I heard about me last night, I just caught them alone. You must not let me go, you must go to bed."

"It's just a subordinate." Zhuanyang looked at the scholar and turned to observe the leader boy: "Kunhao, are you sure they only have one Gutuo heart in their hands?"

"What does it mean?" Peng Yu's heart was pulled and he couldn't help but look at the leader boy.

The boy's body was filled with blood and even more fierce murderous intent, which was very different from the moment.

Zhuanyang closed his eyes and sensed: "His realm is still at the level of Tiangang, similar to the third prince. But the murderous intent has become a magical power, almost condensed into substance."

"It's just the level of magical power? Since that's the case, with the Sun and Moon Pearl and Peacock Feather, won't the third brother win?"

Zhuanyang shook his head.

"A child can kill people with a dagger, and a big knife can kill people. Go and notify your third brother and make him more cautious. If he is killed, he will control his mind, that will be troublesome."

Peng Yu suddenly realized: Yes, even if Kunyu's Gang power reaches the level of Martial Saint, what can control Gang power is still the experience and mood of Tiangang warriors.

"But you don't need to worry too much. He has fought with a serious master of magical powers and should understand." Zhuanyang said old-fashioned Hengqiu: "As long as you calm your mind and not be controlled by the murderous intent, victory is not difficult."

Just now, Zhuanyang had a great say in this regard when he fought with ten masters of magical powers who had lowered their cultivation.

The state of mind of a supernatural warrior is completely different from that of a Tiangang warrior.

At the Tiangang level, people are humans. At the level of supernatural powers, people have already fit with heaven and earth, and have understood the wonders of supernatural powers of matter, law and magic.

"So, this game is simpler than just now? Wait--"

Peng Yu thought of something. Since the opponent has lost two games in a row, what qualifications are there to ask for the God of War Temple?

At this time, Peng Yu saw that Mi Luo and his group had disappeared.

"Zhuanyang, hurry up and go to the last level. I look forward to you winning." After saying that, Peng Yu teleported away.

...

Zheng Fei hurried to the exchange area of ​​the God of War Temple.

Looking at the projected mo jade on it, he took out a "Qiankun replacement talisman".

"According to the junior sister, just press this Qiankun Talisman to move the real product out."

But just as he was about to take action, a white and tender little hand next to him came horizontally and took away the Qiankun Talisman.

That speed is as fast as light.

"Who!" The scholar Zheng Fei slapped him with a palm, but the next moment he flew dozens of feet.

He looked at the boy and the orb in his hand in surprise.

The orb flew out a dragon and surrounded the boy.

"Sixth Prince?"

When the scholar saw the Dragon Emperor Pearl, he immediately learned about the identity of this person.

"Why are you here?"

It's a problem! This highness holds the Dragon Emperor Pearl, which is more troublesome than the third prince.

Peng Yu looked down at the talisman in his hand. He felt the same aura and instantly realized that this was the treasure talisman sacrificed by a certain ancient "Qiankun Taoist".

"It is definitely a treasure that can be left for so long without destroying it!"

Then he looked up and smiled at the scholar: "Why are you here? Of course, he is guarding against some people coming to steal things."

"You are a guest, go back honestly."

Seventy-two divine dragons unfolded one by one, and Peng Yu set up a sword formation with a group of dragons and Dragon Emperor Pearls.

The world of Tianlong Sword, the highest secret of the sword technique created by Zhuanyang.

At the same time, Zhuanyang also used the Tianlong Sword Realm in the arena.

Opposite him, a young man with a long spear stood.

That was the Gaoyang King when he was young, and it was a phantom created by the Battle Network extracting Gaoyang King's battle records.

Zhuanyang could feel that this phantom contained a blow to the Martial Saint. Behind the young general was a divine world bred by the qi of the heavens.

Gangdao Divine Realm!

The exclusive symbol of the Martial Saint.

It is a field developed by Gangqi and belongs to the martial saints alone.

"You can't beat me."

"How can you know if you don't try it?"

The Huntian Gang Realm also flowed through a Huntian Gang Qi, and seventy-two sword lights divine dragons wandered one by one. Unfortunately, the scale of the sword realm activated by the Dragon Emperor Pearl is much smaller.

Phantom calmly said: "The purpose of a hundred people passing the level battle. It creates confidence for newcomers in the early stage, improves combat experience for newcomers in the middle stage, and allows newcomers to understand the secrets of supernatural powers in the later stage. As for the last level, it is not to let newcomers understand what martial saints are, but to let newcomers understand what humility and persistence are."

"Don't be arrogant or discouraged, face the enemy with a normal mind."

"When faced with setbacks and failures, we must not give up."

"The last test that newcomers teach you through the level is the mind."

"So, all you have to do is to block the attack of the God Realm."

The divine realm behind the projection is getting bigger and bigger, and the Haotian Divine Gang evolves into a pure Yang divine realm.

Zhuanyang's pupils contracted: No, the ancestor's divine aura is different from my Huntian Qi!

Zhuanyang's own Huntian Qi is both hard and soft, and can transform into the ultimate yang and change into the ultimate yin. However, Gaoyang King seemed to have given up the characteristics of Huntian Gangqi and chose to deduce the Haotian Avenue to the end point of the ultimate harsh and domineering.

"So, is the word "shenyang" in "Shenyang Haotian Jing" just pure yang, ultimate yang?"

The power of the divine realm gathered in one shot, and the phantom raised the divine gun and stabbed the Tianlong Sword Realm.

At that moment, the dragon roar resounded through the world, and seventy-two dragon souls turned into a sharp sword and were grabbed by Zhuanyang in his hand, facing the magic gun falling from the air.

...

Zheng Fei fell into the Tianlong Sword Realm and took out a blood-red stone from his arms.

At that moment, Peng Yu realized that the murderous aura was increasing.

"What kind of blessing spirit is this? There is a second piece?" Without thinking, Peng Yu took action to dig his heart.

But the next moment, the highest and most powerful force swept away.

The Dragon Emperor Pearl disappeared and the sword world was lifted.

Zheng Fei fainted on the ground with a thud, and the blood-killing stone shattered on the spot.

Before Peng Yu could react, he was picked up directly.

"Well, I haven't seen each other for a few years, and I've grown up. But it's still a little light, so I should eat more."

Peng Yu was shocked when he heard the gentle and concerned voice behind him.

Turning his head and looking at him, he saw a middle-aged man smiling at him.

Peng Yu had only seen that person once. It was the night he traveled through the Heavenly Palace, and he came to Zhaoyuan Palace to visit him.

Peng Yu stared at him in disbelief and stuttered:

"Father...Father?"
Chapter completed!