At this moment, the feather fan in Ye Luoyang's hand was gently swaying.
"Spear!"
A spear formed from the scholarly spirit!
It appeared before everyone's eyes.
At the same time, it transformed into a phantom.
These two words.
It looked almost the same.
Yes.
Outsiders watched the show.
an expert looks at the door.
If there were Spear Dao or Confucian Dao experts here…
It is also like the soldiers of Xu Yan, the Lord of Beiliang.
He could definitely tell.
The word 'gun'.
One was filled with killing intent and headed straight for the Sinkhole.
One was incomparably domineering, fighting to the death.
The two were similar.
However, they were completely different.
"Everyone says that Teacher is the number one person in the three religions.”
"I never thought about it."
"Teacher's Dao is already the head of the three religions.”
"The Dao Sect's Star Plucking and Moon Seizing Technique."
"Teacher can already create things in the void.”
"Disciple congratulates Teacher."
Wang Yangming had also changed into a white robe. He wasn't as carefree as Luoyang, but he also revealed a calm and refined style. He even smiled lightly.
A Dark Moon Spear.
A stick of plum wine.
They collided like stars.
Like a pair of black and white dragons, he was at ease.
When the spear died, it became the overlord of a hundred soldiers.
The spear was shot without regret.
The spear shot out like a dragon.
Once they met, they would have to fight to the death.
Their cultivation bases were so strong that they had already reached the peak of the world.
Who would live and who would die?
Who was stronger and who was weaker?
It depended on their state of mind.
Ye Luoyang shook his head slightly.
Chen Zhibao is a fierce general in the army.
However, he was never an expert in the world.
Even without the Spear Immortal Sikong Changfeng blocking the way.
Chen Zhibao could also enter the world of martial artists.
Find a strong martial artist and win a battle of life and death.
from this point on, they stand tall in Jianghu.
And this was a battle between the strongest spears in the world.
Who would become whose stepping stone?
If it wasn't for the fact that this place was already a thousand miles away.
Ye Luoyang really wanted to go and take a look.
At this moment.
Chen Zhibao and Sikong Changfeng had already gone crazy from the battle.
The two continents 'Earth Immortal Artifacts attacked crazily.
Murderous intent shot out.
Chen Zhibao only defended and did not attack.
He wanted to drag Sikong Changfeng into a desperate situation.
Madness flashed in his eyes.
It was even more terrifying.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The spear energies collided continuously.
Sikong Changfeng frowned slightly, his eyes showing signs of retreating.
He had never thought that Chen Zhibao would be so crazy.
He just wanted to experience the power of the Spear Immortal of Northern Liang.
He had never thought of fighting Chen Zhibao to the death.
Clang! Clang!
Two consecutive shots.
A cold light flashed.
The spear energy that could destroy everything shot out from the void.
They crossed paths with Chen Zhibao.
At this moment.
Even the air was being obliterated.
The final form of the Pursuit of Ruins Spear.
And Sikong Changfeng also took this opportunity to slightly slide a distance away.
Chen Zhibao was too crazy.
If they continued to fight like this.
Even if he, Sikong Changfeng, didn't die, he would be heavily injured.
As for Chen Zhibao, he would also die from exhaustion.
And it was this step back.
The spear consciousness of the Dark Moon Spear was obviously weaker.
The plum wine continued to attack.
Meanwhile, Ye Luoyang, who was in the Prince of Beiliang's residence, shook his head slightly with a trace of regret.
The number one spear immortal in the world, Sikong Changfeng.
He finally had something to worry about.
How could he be Chen Zhibao's opponent?
It was a pity that he was the number one spear immortal in the world.
Get it or lose it, it's all because of it.
After today.
There would no longer be Sikong Changfeng or the First Spear Immortal in the world.
Chen Zhibao could also use this opportunity to stand out in the martial world.
To the east of Jianghu.
A muffled sound.
The world shook.
Chen Zhibao was covered in blood.
He actually forcefully charged out from Sikong Changfeng's spear energy.
The spear energy was cold and illusory.
He went straight for Sikong Changfeng again.
Experts sparring.
A trace of hesitation.
It was life and death.
Not to mention the slightest retreat.
Let alone fifty steps or a hundred steps.
It was just a millimeter.
He also retreated.
The ending was also like this.
The plum wine in Chen Zhibao's hand flew out.
"Puff!"
Sikong Changfeng spat out a large mouthful of blood. His chest had already been pierced through by the plum wine. Although there was no fear in his eyes, he was still deeply shocked and unwilling.
As for Chen Zhibao, he was still as cold as ever.
"You actually have no worries in your heart."
"I don't believe you."
"Because everyone has something to worry about!”
Sikong Changfeng could feel his life slipping away. He didn't have much time left, but he still had doubts and unwillingness in his heart.
"Of course Chen Zhibao is concerned.”
"Chen Zhibao admires you."
"But Chen Zhibao cannot retreat."
"This retreat is a bottomless abyss."
"If you don't have any worries in your heart when you come to the world of martial arts.”
"What's the use of coming?"
"This place is 1,000 kilometers north.”
Chen Zhibao didn't express his concern, but following the direction his finger was pointing, Sikong Changfeng nodded silently.
Behind Chen Zhibao was Beiliang.
If it wasn't for that bitter cold place.
If it wasn't for the fact that he was feared by the world.
How could Chen Zhibao leave Northern Liang?
How could he enter the martial world?
Moreover, a touch of concern was motivation.
Chen Zhibao had no way out.
Therefore…
Chen Zhibao in the Northern Liang Army.
He couldn't become a Confucian Saint.
He couldn't become a land god.
As soon as he left Northern Liang.
His heart suddenly opened up.
The same goes for this road.
I entered the world's Jianghu.
I met the first Spear Immortal.
The cultivation bases of the three religions combined.
Then he became an immortal on the land.
How majestic was this?
"I lost."
Sikong Changfeng's eyes dimmed, and then he looked in the direction of Snow Moon City, his eyes losing their light. That was the place he had been looking forward to his entire life.
It was a pity.
Along the way.
So he went home.
It was either life or death.
Moreover, he had no regrets.
Let the wind blow.
"Thank you."
"I will return it in the future."
"The Zoysia Leopard will go to Snow Moon City."
Chen Zhibao pulled out the plum wine and glanced at Sikong Changfeng before stepping on his white horse again and heading towards the world of martial artists.
As for the Dark Moon Spear.
He still stood proudly between heaven and earth.
The number one spear immortal in the world, Sikong Changfeng, had fallen!
And all the experts here.
Everyone fell silent.
He slowly walked out of Ludang.
He looked at the Spear Immortal Sikong Changfeng's body and the Dark Moon Spear.
He looked in the direction of Beiliang again.
Two Dragons of Northern Liang.
The world.
Ye Luoyang could kill land immortals.
Chen Zhibao could also kill land immortals.
Among them, who was stronger and who was weaker?
The world was already clear.
"Let's collect Senior's corpse."
"We can't go to Snow Moon City."
"But I can't watch Senior's corpse be exposed in the wilderness.”
One of the experts sighed softly and slowly walked towards Sikong Changfeng's corpse. A hint of greed flashed in his eyes.
They said it was to collect the corpse.
Rather, it was for the sake of the Dark Moon Spear.
For the secret manual on Sikong Changfeng.
Bang!
However, just as the expert walked within thirty feet…
He was suppressed by an invisible spear energy and died.
This immediately made all the experts who wanted to step forward.
His eyes were filled with fear.
He retreated a hundred steps.
"Dark Moon Spear."
"Changfeng."
"You got what you wanted."
"I've witnessed the final glory of the spear path.”
A soft sigh sounded.
At the end of the street, an extremely unkempt middle-aged man holding a wine jug ignored all the experts present and slowly walked to Sikong Changfeng's side. His body was surrounded by a touch of sadness.
Wine Immortal Baili Dongjun.
The Great Lord of Snow Moon City.
He had also been wandering in this hundred-mile-wide area.
But even if Chen Zhibao killed Sikong Changfeng…
Baili Dongjun didn't even make a move.
It wasn't that he hadn't thought of saving Sikong Changfeng.
It was because Baili Dongjun couldn't make a move.
Because this was a form of respect for the Dao in his heart.
Baili Dongjun could see through it.
Sikong Changfeng could also see through it.
Retreating meant losing.
Losing meant death.
This was the rule of the martial world.
This also created the martial world.
However, Sikong Changfeng could be considered to have died without regrets.
He had witnessed the final glory of the world's Spear Dao.
He had fulfilled his wish in this life.
He had nothing to ask for.
But one day…
Baili Dongjun must take Chen Zhibao's life.
It was used to pay tribute to Sikong Changfeng.
"Zoysia Leopard."
"Don't worry and head to the World of Martial Arts."
"So be it."
"If you have no regrets in your heart, then you have no desires in your heart.”
A small wooden stick.
From a hundred miles away, he rose up.
The wooden stick was pointing in the direction of the distance.
It was Baili Dongjun.
As for Ye Luoyang, who was in the Imperial Residence of Beiliang.
He waved the feather fan in his hand.
The word "rod" in front of him.
It dissipated into dust.
Baili Dongjun didn't want to attack.
Firstly, it was because he had thought of Sikong Changfeng's Dao.
Secondly, it was this small wooden stick.
The pressure from the three religions erupted.
He stared at Baili Dongjun.
If Baili Dongjun had dared to attack Chen Zhibao just now…
That wooden stick.
He was Baili Dongjun's opponent.
Ye Luoyang of the Northern Liang."
"The world really doesn't understand the Double Dragons of the Northern Liang.”
Baili Dongjun raised his eyes slightly and looked in the direction of the Northern Liang. He muttered a few words in a voice that only he could hear. Then, he took Sikong Changfeng's body and returned to Snow Moon City.
"Forget it."
"Yangming."
"The construction and management of the school.”
"You will do it in my place."
"I want to enter the martial world."
"To settle some worldly matters."
Ye Luoyang stood up slowly and looked at the martial world.
"Who are you going to the martial world for this time?”
At this moment.
Xu Xiao walked over slowly, his eyes staring straight at Ye Luoyang.
"Father knows."
"Why ask Luoyang?"
Ye Luoyang also raised his eyes slightly and looked straight at Xu Xiao.
If the Snow Moon City pursued Chen Zhibao endlessly, who knew how long it would take for Chen Zhibao to settle this matter, but Bei Liang couldn't afford to delay.
Then let him be one of the twin dragons of the Northern Liang.
He was going to Snow Moon City.
He also wanted to see Wang Xianzhi's magnificence.
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