Yue Xincheng took a deep breath and stood firm.

He raised his head and looked upwards, and at the same time, the arm holding the dragon slaying knife, the twisting and bulging green tendons looked like dragons.

"What does this kid want to do?" Xia Shengtang said in surprise.

"Hard steel. Gao Ge said in a deep voice.

In the end, I have known Yue Xincheng for so many years.

It was impossible for him not to know what Yue Xincheng wanted to do.

Xia Shengtang coughed.

"Are we going to do it?"

"There's no rush. Gao Ge smiled.

"Huh?" Xia Shengtang was stunned for a moment, and said in confusion, "Didn't you say before that as long as the situation is not good, we will take action immediately?"

"However, I think the situation is pretty good. Gao Ge calmed down.

Xia Shengtang: "......"

Nowadays, the thinking of young people is really difficult to understand......

The man in white shirt standing in the treetops also showed a sneer on his face when he saw Yue Xincheng's reaction at this time, as if he had already won the game.

The golden dragon fell at a breakneck speed.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead. The man in the white shirt patted his clothes and turned his face to look at Gao Ge.

With a triumphant smile on his face.

It seems to be telling Gao Ge in this way.

In this game, I won.

However, when he came into contact with Gao Ge's gaze, his eyes suddenly wrinkled.

The other party slowly raised his hand.

And then.

A middle finger was given to him.

"Are you laughing at me?" muttered the man in the white shirt.

Then, he turned his face and looked at Yue Xincheng.

He was surprised to find that the dragon slaying knife in Yue Xincheng's hand was also plated with a layer of silver at this moment.

"It's ...... Knife energy?"

At this moment, the man in the white shirt was stunned.

"How is that possible?"

Although he is not a swordsman, he also knows in his heart that it is very difficult for a swordsman to condense his sword qi.

Moreover, seeing the dragon slaying knife in Yue Xincheng's hand, he also felt a huge pressure.

This sword aura is extremely domineering.

"Get me down!"

With a loud shout from Yue Xincheng's mouth, he stepped on his feet violently, and his body actually rushed towards the sky.

The golden dragon roared.

Yue Xincheng also roared.

"Boom".

The dragon slaying knife in Yue Xincheng's hand collided with the dragon soul.

At this moment, the picture seems to be frozen.

One person, one dragon soul, just hanging in the air.

Waves of qi, centered on the two of them, spread towards the surroundings.

The woods rattled like a mountain rain.

Finally.

The screen moved.

Yue Xincheng's body continued to pull upwards.

It's extremely slow.

But they could clearly see that the expression on Yue Xincheng's face was gradually becoming hideous.

Everyone in the Star Sect was looking at Yue Xincheng with incredible eyes.

At this moment, Yue Xincheng is like a god of war.

No.

He is the god of war!

"Break it for me!"

Another shout.

Yue Xincheng has picked up speed.

That dragon soul was being devoured by the dragon slaying knife in Yue Xincheng's hand.

"Stop, stop!"

The man in the white shirt roared at Yue Xincheng as if he was crazy.

Yue Xincheng ignored it in vain.

Seeing the man in white shirt rushing towards him, Yue Xincheng sneered and sped up again.

Finally, before the man in the white shirt arrived, he directly crushed the dragon soul.

The dragon soul did not dissipate, but turned into golden silk threads, dancing in the air, and finally, all of them merged into the silver dragon slaying knife in Yue Xincheng's hand, like a hundred rivers entering the sea.

When the man in white shirt arrived, Yue Xincheng laughed loudly and stepped on it, which happened to be on the chest of the man in white shirt.

Both fell from the sky at the same time.

It slammed into the ground with a "bang", and a puff of dust flew up.

Yue Xincheng lowered his head and looked at the man in white shirt who was trampled under his feet.

"I said, you can't. Yue Xincheng said seriously.

Man in white shirt: "......"

He opened his mouth and spat out blood.

Yue Xincheng moved his feet and weighed the dragon slaying knife in his hand.

I always felt that this knife seemed to be a little heavier.

"Uninteresting. After speaking, he put away the dragon slaying knife and looked at Gao Ge.

"This person, do you want to kill it directly?"

Gao Ge walked up to him, stretched out his hand, and slammed his fist into his chest.

"Excellent. ”

Yue Xincheng smiled.

Defeat the man in the white shirt.

Destroy the dragon soul.

For Yue Xincheng, there is no sense of accomplishment.

But being praised by Gao Ge like this, he was a little fluttering.

Everyone in the immortal cultivation world wants to become stronger.

Some people become stronger because they want to stop being controlled by others.

Some people become strong in order to humiliate others.

There are also people who become stronger in order to protect those around them.

And Yue Xincheng.

He sharpened his head, wanting to improve his strength, but in fact, the purpose has always been very simple.

I only thought that one day, I could carry the war dragon knife in my hand, stand by Gao Ge's side, fight side by side, and advance and retreat together.

And now, he is one step closer to the goal he has set.

"You lost. Gao Ge walked up to the white-shirted man and said, "You see, although the deputy sect master of our Star Sect only has the Grandmaster realm, you are still not his opponent, let alone an immortal cultivator in the Upper Great Grandmaster realm?"

Hearing this, Wang Xiaofeng was depressed and wanted to vomit blood.

He is also an immortal cultivator of the Great Grandmaster realm.

But the moment the man in white shirt released the dragon soul before, he was a little frightened.

He knew very well in his heart that if the target of the previous dragon soul impact was himself.

I'm afraid that I will die a miserable death, and I can't even resist the first wave.

For the first time, he felt that there was such a big gap between the grandmaster and the grandmaster.

The man in the white shirt was even more depressed.

There are also several great masters who died at his hands.

He didn't expect that he would lose at the hands of an immortal cultivator in the realm of a grandmaster this time.

Unwilling!

That sense of humiliation swept over like an undercurrent.

"Do you remember the previous bet?" Gao Ge said.

"Huh?"

"We said before, as long as you lose, you will leave the Star Sect, and don't fight the idea of dragon and lion. Gao Ge said seriously.

The man in the white shirt laughed, and when he tugged at the corners of his mouth, blood spilled again.

"I guess if I had won, you wouldn't have said that, you'd tell me that you didn't promise. ”

"Nope. Gao Ge shook his head.

"You want to say, you're not like that?" the man in the white shirt scoffed.

"I mean, you're not going to win. Gao Ge said, "Do you think you can kill him? You're wrong, I've been staring at you." ”

"Shameless ......" The man in the white shirt didn't know what to say at this moment.

Gao Ge is obviously already a winner, but he is still talking about this trash.

Is it just to deliberately yourself off?

"How's it going, the bet, is it still working?"

"What if I say, no?"

"Then you, go and die. Gao Ge stretched out his hand, grabbed the white-shirted man's neck, and lifted him from the ground, his eyes cold and indifferent.

At this moment, the man in the white shirt shuddered.

He suddenly realized that standing in front of him was the Gao Ge, who was known as the-stirring stick in the Immortal Cultivation Realm.

How many immortal cultivators, masters, died at his hands.

Why......

Do you still think that he is a talkative and submissive person?