On the cliff where the Mystical Sect and the Galaxy Dao Sect were facing each other.
The indifferent Li Tianzheng and the confident Murong Longcheng stood opposite each other.
He didn't move.
The aura of an emperor seemed to have turned into two invisible dragons that clashed in the air more than once.
Rumble!
The ten thousand miles long cumulus clouds were all pulled by the violent wind created by the collision of the two auras.
All of them gathered at the top of Mystical Sect. In the sky, a vortex of black clouds formed. Lightning flashed within it, and thunder rumbled.
"Kill me?"
Li Tianzheng's eyes were filled with indifference as he repeated Murong Longcheng's words expressionlessly.
With a clanging sound, the Bloodblade in his hand was unsheathed, and a thick bloody smell accompanied by endless fiendish might spread out.
"You're not worthy."
Li Tianzheng looked up and said softly.
This was the mission his master had given him.
He would not lose.
"You're courting death!"
Murong Longcheng's eyes were filled with killing intent.
He had been preparing for this battle for a long time.
He had thought that his opponent would be his enemy, Ye Tiannan, but now he knew that it was actually Li Tianzheng.
He was already filled with anger.
At this moment, the other party's words turned into the last spark, completely igniting his fighting spirit.
Boom!
His thoughts had yet to fall.
? Murong Longcheng pushed out his palm, and spiritual energy surged.
Nine true dragons appeared behind him. Their bodies were like mountains, their horns reaching the sky, and they howled in the sky.
A deafening dragon roar sounded.
The nine True Dragons bared their fangs and brandished their claws as they charged at Li Tianzheng.
Li Tianzheng's expression was calm. He didn't retreat or dodge, and no one could see any emotional fluctuations.
He circulated his profound mental cultivation technique and waved his hand, summoning a nine-story blood-colored pagoda.
With the appearance of the pagoda, the world was suddenly filled with a sinister aura.
The surface of the tower was covered in black fiendish energy, and countless blood-red runes flickered.
It directly suppressed the nine True Dragons!
Boom!
The emperor level spells clashed head-on. In an instant, the space within 10,000 miles shook violently.
When the light dissipated, the nine True Dragons were already suppressed by the Blood Pagoda.
"Looks like you're worthy of my serious attack! Come and fight!"
? Murong Longcheng's spell was broken, and his expression became serious.
Out of the nine core disciples of the Mystical Sect, he only cared about Ye Tiannan.
However, he did not expect that Li Tianzheng, who had always been low-key and did not show his strength, would actually have such strength.
He immediately shouted.
His fighting spirit surged, and the sword in his hand shone brightly. His figure turned into an afterimage, and he charged directly at Li Tianzheng.
Seeing this, Li Tianzheng didn't retreat. Instead, he advanced. The bloodblade in his hand was filled with a terrifying baleful aura. He chose to face the enemy head-on.
Boom!
In just a moment, the red and gold sword lights had crossed a thousand feet, the blade and blade collided.
Ripples of power spread out in all directions, and a heaven-splitting roar exploded between heaven and earth.
Deep cracks appeared on the ground.
The two disciples with low cultivation couldn't help but take a few steps back.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
After a collision.
Li Tianzheng and Murong Longcheng's eyes narrowed and their expressions became extremely serious.
"Let's see how many moves you can take!"
? Murong Longcheng stared at Li Tian Zheng's eyes and said fiercely.
The hand holding the sword did not stop.
With a loud bang, the sea of sword qi suddenly spread out, and countless symbols interweaved, forming a vast expanse.
It was as if he wanted to kill all his enemies.
When Li Tianzheng heard this, his expression was still cold and he did not say anything.
At this moment, the blood-red blade in his hand also burst out with a blood-red blade light.
Within the saber light, there was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. The killing intent was almost tangible.
He used a sharp slash that seemed to be able to tear the sky apart as his answer.
Boom!
As they clashed again, more cracks appeared on the ground.
The two legacy disciples from the Mystical Sect and the Starry Sky Dao Sect continued to fight.
One of them was holding a scarlet blood-red blade.
One of them held a golden spirit sword, and the sword light was dazzling.
One blade and one sword, in just a few breaths, the tip of the needle had clashed with the tip of the wheat, clashing hundreds and thousands of times.
Each clash would unleash a shocking might, dazzling symbols flying everywhere, and it was incomparably intense.
Except for the hand holding the sword.
Their other hands didn't stop for even a moment.
He turned into afterimages, fingers, palms, fists, seals, and countless other forms.
He condensed countless shocking spell techniques and blasted them at the other party.
All kinds of spell techniques danced in the air, and runes condensed and disappeared.
Even the space could not withstand it and cracks spread out.
Li Tianzheng and Murong Longcheng's figures rose into the sky as they fought.
The two figures gradually smiled in everyone's eyes.
However, even the earth trembled with a loud bang. It did not stop for a moment and fell from the nine heavens.
This was a battle between emperors!
This scene caused the hearts of all the disciples of the two sects to tremble, and even their souls to tremble.
Ye Tiannan's eyes flickered when he saw this scene.
The strength of his Fourth Junior Brother Li Tian Zheng had exceeded his expectations.
If he didn't use his trump card, his combat strength would probably be on par with his.
"It seems that the competition for the position of sect master is not as simple as I thought.”
Ye Tiannan narrowed his eyes, deep in thought.
……
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On the other side.
On the ninth summit.
Jiang Chuan tried his best to circulate his cultivation technique. As he cultivated, he watched the battle.
In his heart, he yearned for the battle strength that the two of them displayed.
The personalities in his mind were also discussing and analyzing the situation.
"This Murong Longcheng looks strong and fierce, but he's actually going all out. Your fourth senior brother seems to be a match for him, but he's actually dealing with him easily.”
"Perhaps your fourth senior brother's true strength is even above that Ye brat.”
Li Chungang said with a smile.
Wine Sword Immortal looked at the battle and said in a bored tone,""So much for an emperor."
"Jiang brat, after you break through to the True Self Realm, you might be able to touch an emperor.”
When Jiang Chuan heard this, he was quite surprised and asked,"Has my strength grown to this extent?"”
"If it's the old drunkard, there's indeed no problem.”
Li Chungang agreed with the Liquor Sword Immortal for once and said with a smile,""Hahaha, don't you know who taught you?”
"That sword immortal of mine could even kill immortals in the heavens and break through deva physiques with a single sword, let alone an emperor?”
"This time, the old drunkard, who has been in a daze all day, has finally said something that sobered him up.”
The Liquor Sword Immortal was slightly uncomfortable when he heard Li Chungang agree with him.
Who would have thought that at the end, this old man would take the opportunity to mock him again.
"What do you mean by rare clear-headedness? The Great Dao is simple, the sound is loud, and the sound is loud. Do you understand?”
"Forget it. At this level, even if I tell an old man like you, you won't understand!”
Jiang Chuan was already used to their daily bickering.
He was too lazy to say anything.
He continued to watch the battle quietly.
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