One fat and one thin, two figures followed Old Man Jin and soon appeared in front of everyone.

The people who came were Hu Yang and Ouyang Hu.

But ten years later, the two of them have also changed dramatically.

Hu Yang is wearing a black suit, his long hair is tied up, his eyes seem to contain a starry sky, bright and sharp, he is carrying the Tairu sword, both the happiness and enmity of a swordsman, and the elegance of a scholar, looking heroic and extraordinary.

Ouyang Hu is slightly chubby, smiling, wearing a black robe, rippling with water and vapor all over his body, faintly visible water flowing around his body, a breath that controls ten thousand waters, and the pressure of Xuan Ming is faintly moving, which makes people palpitate.

"Disciple Hu Yang!"

"Disciple Ouyang Hu!"

"Meet you!"

Hu Yang and Ouyang Hu bowed their hands in unison and saluted to Fairy Guanghan and the others.

The people present were all figures at the level of hall masters, and although the two of them were inheritance disciples, their etiquette could not be abolished.

"Little White Tiger, they are my master's disciples, as long as you can defeat them, I will allow you to join the Blood Suppression Sect!"

The Silver Crow Heavenly Emperor's eyes were excited, and he introduced Hu Yang and Ouyang Hu to Jun Wushuang.

And Hu Yang and Ouyang Hu also knew the purpose of this trip, and their eyes fell on Jun Wushuang together, and their fighting spirit was high.

"Good!"

Jun Wushuang is also a rising fighting spirit, since he got the White Tiger inheritance, his strength has improved by leaps and bounds, and he is already a triple saint realm, and he is confident that he can defeat Hu Yang and Ouyang Hu.

Swish!

The Silver Crow Heavenly Emperor stretched out his hand, and in an instant, the silver light was shining, fluctuating all around, turning into a forbidden land.

"With this as a boundary, as long as any of you get out of this realm, whoever loses!"

The Silver Crow Heavenly Emperor opened his mouth, and this forbidden land was refined by him in time and space, which was enough to cover a radius of thousands of miles, and would not affect Aoki Hall.

"Senior brother, let me come first!"

Ouyang Hu took the initiative to ask for battle, the battle intent boiled in his little eyes, Hu Yang nodded and agreed.

Soon, Ouyang Hu and Jun Wushuang entered the forbidden land, and Hu Yang, Yinwu Heavenly Emperor and others were watching outside.

"Hello, my name is Jun Wushuang, the sage realm is threefold, and my cultivation is the Heavenly Rank Exercise White Tiger Battle Battle"

This is a competition, a competition, naturally will not fight to the death as soon as it comes up, Jun Wushuang smiled and took the initiative to introduce himself.

"It's okay for you, my name is Ouyang Hu, the saint realm is heavy, and I practice the Heavenly Rank Martial Martial Immortal Technique"

Ouyang Hu looked a little honest, scratched his head, and also introduced himself with a fist.

"Please!"

After the introduction, it is a real fight, and both of them are strong in the saint realm, so naturally they will not be tempted slowly.

Rumble!

A strong evil aura erupted from Jun Wushuang's body, his body skyrocketed, from his original normal height to three zhang, the white tiger hair was revealed, and the white gold glow flashed with a cold luster, and the killing aura was shocking.

This is the White Tiger King Kong Transformation, which can be transformed into a White Tiger and double its combat power.

"Xuanwu!"

Feeling the terrifying aura on Jun Wushuang's body, Ouyang Hu didn't dare to be careless, he let out a low snort, stomped his right foot, and in an instant, the black Xuanying water flow was wrapped around his body, and a breath as heavy as a mountain and vast as the sea emanated from his body.

Ouyang Hu cultivates the Xuanwu Immortal Technique, the main defense, and is good at controlling water.

Bang!

The two of them collided with their fists in an instant, and in an instant, the heavens and the earth rumbled, the thunder was deafening, and the thunder and water rushed out, submerging the entire forbidden land.

"The White Tiger is the main kill, the Xuanwu is the main defense, this battle is interesting!"

The Silver Crow Heavenly Emperor had a lively look, his eyes were bright, and he stared at the battle in the forbidden land.

Ah Fu frowned, worried, and was also watching the battle.

Populus euphratica's expression remained unchanged, standing in place, like a sharp sword with a hidden sheath, and its edge was not obvious.

"Town!"

In the forbidden land, Ouyang Hu shot with all his might, and its sound was like a tsunami, deafening, tearing the void, and the black water of the Xuan Ming turned into an ocean, overwhelmingly attacking and killing Jun Wushuang.

"Kill!"

On the other side, Jun Wushuang was surrounded by the aura of killing, and there was even more void thunder, as if there were countless golden thunder swords killing, and the golden stone was ringing, and the murderous aura was soaring.

The two of them continued to attack, and the fierce shocks were repeated, and the entire forbidden land was blown up, and the void was like a boiling ocean, and the thunder and water were constantly entangled, breaking out terrifying fluctuations.

The two of them practiced extremely strong exercises, Jun Wushuang inherited from the White Tiger Heavenly King, and the Xuanwu Immortal Technique practiced by Ouyang Hu was the practice practiced by the Xuanwu Heavenly King, which was passed on to him by Zhang Jian.

Moreover, the white tiger is the main killing, and the Xuanwu is the main defense, and the two are like fire and water, and they are mutually reinforcing.

This battle is undoubtedly extremely exciting.

"After all, the realm is still a little inferior, Xiao Xuanwu is going to be cool!"

The Silver Crow Heavenly Emperor was the strongest, and his eyes looked through the forbidden land and saw the result between Jun Wushuang and Ouyang Hu.

Sure enough, after a stick of incense, a figure flew out of the forbidden land, it was Ouyang Hu.

With a wave of his hand, the Silver Crow Heavenly Emperor grabbed Ouyang Hu and prevented him from flying upside down and seriously injured.

"Offended!"

In the forbidden land, the fluctuations dissipated, and Jun Wushuang still maintained the state of a white tiger, bowing his hand slightly towards Ouyang Hu, and was not proud of victory.

"Senior brother, I lost!"

Ouyang Hu shook his head, his face was a little pale, although there was no danger of life and death in the battle just now, it was also extremely fierce, and in the end he was inferior and defeated.

"It's okay!"

Hu Yang nodded, gave Ouyang Hu comfort, and then he stepped into the forbidden land.

"You recover first, I'll wait for you to have a stick of incense!"

However, Hu Yang did not make a move immediately, but stood in place, waiting for Jun Wushuang to recover.

"Thank you, brother!"

Jun Wushuang didn't hold it up, although he defeated Ouyang Hu, he barely won by virtue of his profound realm.

The person in front of him, since he was called a senior brother by Ouyang Hu, he must be stronger, and he didn't dare to be careless.

"A humble gentleman, a heroic style, not bad!"

In the forbidden land, the Yinwu Heavenly Emperor saw Hu Yang's actions, nodded, and looked pleased, looking like a superior senior.

Soon, a stick of incense passed, and the aura consumed by Jun Wushuang was almost recovered.

Jun Wushuang clasped his fists again and saluted, revealing his message.

"Populus euphratica, the saint realm is heavy, and the cultivation of the heaven-level exercises is the life of all the people"

Hu Yang nodded, pulled out the Tairu sword from his back, and the sound was like a sword sound, giving Jun Wushuang pressure.

Although the person in front of him is also a saint, the sense of oppression given to Jun Wushuang is too much stronger than Ouyang Hu, and Jun Wushuang knows that he has encountered a strong enemy.

"Cut the sky!"

Jun Wushuang took the lead, and with a big hand, the killing qi and the thunder of nothingness were intertwined between his hands, and finally a white-gold war knife was condensed.

The sword is not real, but its power is not at all a rapid holy weapon.

The white-gold divine light shone brightly, becoming eternal, illuminating the sky, and behind Jun Wushuang, there seemed to be thousands of troops and horses, and the aura of slaughter came from the pavement, which was suffocating.

In the face of Jun Wushuang's strength, Hu Yang's expression did not change, he just raised the Tairu Sword in his hand, and then swung it out. "Haoran Sword Song!"