Seeing that the purple-robed old man's arm was shocked to crack a few inches long, and blood was also oozing out, the excited cheers just rang out, and they suddenly stopped.

Ha, haha...... In the silence, a string of laughter suddenly broke out, and this laughter contained many emotions...... The crowd followed the prestige, looking for the owner of the laughter.

"Happy!" the purple-robed old man laughed at Yun Wuya, "The old man doesn't know how long it has been since he tasted injury. ＂

"I'm sorry, Xiuwei is still a little weak!" Yun Wuya's cold face drew a playful arc; "Otherwise, this arm of yours will be completely freed." ＂

This move, "Tiger King Splitting the Sky", was enough to tear apart a Saint-rank demon beast, but it only left a shallow claw mark on the back of the opponent's hand, and his own arm was cut out by the opponent's palm knife. It looks like there are injuries to each other, but in fact, everyone can tell who is more seriously injured.

Although this little flesh injury was almost negligible to a Spirit God Realm cultivator. But in terms of momentum and psychology, it has a lot of influence.

The purple-robed old man lived a long time, and his state of mind was good, and he quickly emptied the negative emotions in his heart, and didn't care about Yun Wuyan's ridicule;

"You have a lot of background, but it's not easy to defeat me. So, don't hide it anymore, otherwise, you will lose unwillingly, or even die. Yun Wuya's tone was overflowing with an unquestionable confidence.

"The old man respects every opponent and will not despise you because of your age, not to mention, how can you be a mediocre opponent, the old man will fight without reservation. As the purple-robed old man spoke, an astonishing aura rose from his body, as if he had opened some seal in his body, and the terrifying momentum suddenly rushed out like a tidal wave.

Under the sun, countless crystal water droplets could still be seen, as if pouring down from the air, constantly rushing down from the top of his head, turning into a shining light pouring into his body, the whole body visibly expanded a circle, and a piece of blue light flashing spiritual armor suddenly appeared up and down his body, wrapping his entire body.

On top of the armor, there were dense pieces of scales, like a layer of dragon scales, the brilliance flowed, and a pair of palms turned into a pair of dragon claws, sharp as blades, exuding an astonishing coercion.

"Spiritual power armor!" Yun Wuya said indifferently, as if he was unaware of the astonishing coercion coming to his face, and he didn't have the slightest sense of crisis.

"That's right! Being able to force out the old man's dragon spirit armor is enough to be proud!" The purple-robed old man's mouth let out a low roar, like a dragon roaring, and the blue light on a pair of dragon claws flowed.

A claw poked out, the void seemed to be torn out, and a dragon-shaped claw shadow was wrapped in a cold murderous aura, and between breaths, it had rushed to the front of Yun Wuya, too fast!

The corners of Yun Wuya's mouth twitched slightly, and the next moment, a layer of light blue armor was shrouded in the surface of his body, and a little glow seemed to be like a star flashing, and his figure became illusory.

Yun Wuya's figure flickered slightly, and he had avoided the sharp blow of the dragon's claw, and the first to come shot dozens of palms in a row, because the speed was extremely fast, what he saw visually was only one palm. Otherwise, the old man in the purple robe would not have been forced to dodge left and right, and he would not have time to fight back.

The opportunity was lost, and the battle situation was very bad. The purple-robed man no longer cared about the consumption of spiritual power, a dragon roar, and a violent sonic shock actually made Yun Wuya's palm stagnate slightly, capturing the fighter at this moment, the purple-robed old man sent out a mysterious claw;

Boom! Under this extremely domineering claw, Yun Wuya's palm instantly collapsed and dispersed at the touch of his palm, and he had to float back. This claw made the spiritual power in the purple-robed old man's body consume a lot, and although he forced the other party back, he didn't dare to take advantage of the situation to pursue.

"It seems that we have to show some strength. Yun Wuya was repelled by the other party's claw, and his face was still indifferent. When the words fell, another palm was shot from afar, looking light and fluttering, without the slightest strength, not even the sound of whistling vigorously, and in the end, even the palm shadow disappeared.

This is a kind of palm technique that Yun Wuya has comprehended, and the palm shadow will rotate at a high speed, and when it rotates to the extreme, it will be like the wind without a shadow and invisible, which is difficult to capture with the naked eye, and only with spiritual power can it be felt.

The essence light in the eyes of the purple-robed old man contracted, and when he saw the palm gesture from the other party disappear out of thin air, a feeling of extreme danger made the hairs around his body stand up, and his spiritual power was released in an instant, and a dragon claw suddenly grabbed the void, actually blocking the blow of the starless palm.

"Okay! it's really extraordinary!" Yun Wuya's whole person became illusory again, and he shot out of the air with a palm, still shadowless and invisible, extremely weird.

The purple-robed old man was prepared this time, unleashed his spiritual power, waved a pair of dragon claws, and defused the strange and unpredictable attacks of the Xingchen Shadowless Palm again and again, completely on the defensive, unable to launch a counterattack at all.

"What kind of trick is this? It actually forced Li Lao to a disadvantage. "The crape myrtle peak lord in the attic couldn't help but look shocked when he saw that the old man in purple robe was forced to fall into the wind by the shadowless palm, and he looked completely incredulous.

At first, the purple-robed old man just waved his dragon claws to resist the attack of the Star Shadowless Palm, he was quite calm, and even wanted to look for an opportunity to fight back, but he soon found that the opponent's Star Shadowless Palm was becoming more and more sophisticated, it was as difficult to catch as the wind, but it was everywhere.

With his status as an elder of Ziwei Peak, he really couldn't afford to lose this battle, so he couldn't help but sigh lightly, and secretly said: "It seems that you have to take out the secret killing hole card, otherwise, you may really lose this battle." ＂

On the dragon spirit armor, a sharp and extremely powerful force seemed to wake up from a deep sleep, shining with a layer of rich golden light, under the flow of golden light, the brilliance that bloomed, like a sharp sword with a handle briskly cutting the surrounding space, making a "sneer" sound.

"This is the mystical mastery of Ziwei Peak, the artistic conception of gold!" Feng Susu exclaimed softly, every kind of mystical mastery is very difficult to comprehend, even if it is an elder-level character, few people can truly comprehend the mysteries of artistic conception, this old man actually comprehended it, it is indeed a little surprising.

Lu Suifeng's face also showed a solemn expression, "As soon as the artistic conception comes out, the pattern of the battle will escalate to another level, and if the two sides do not control it well, it is likely that people will be killed."

The purple-robed old man showed his secret killing hole card, and said with a cold and arrogant expression: "Give you a chance, it's still too late to admit defeat, otherwise, once the old man makes a move, he will either die or be disabled!"

"It's just the artistic conception of gold, and it won't make people scared before they fight. If you only have this hole card, you will definitely lose badly!" Yun Wuya still said with a cold expression, the mystery he comprehended had already transcended the existence of the artistic conception, and he already had his own realm world, which was a higher-level battle mode.

"Oh, have you also comprehended the artistic conception of the Mystery Doctrine?" The purple-robed old man said this, and even he didn't believe it, but he had been in retreat for thirty years before he comprehended the artistic conception of gold to the stage of Xiaocheng, the other party was just a young man about twenty years old, how could he comprehend such a profound artistic conception.

The corners of Yun Wuya's mouth outlined an arc that was as secretive as deep, and he didn't say more, and slapped out another palm, which still looked like a casual hand, and his palm was like the wind, instantly turning into nothing.

The purple-robed old man's spiritual power seemed to have doubled at this time, and he snorted contemptuously, and his whole person's momentum became extremely sharp, stretching out a golden finger, with a kind of unstoppable sharpness, as if even the sky could penetrate a hole.

As everyone knows, as soon as he touched the palm of his hand, the expression on his face suddenly changed, and he felt that his finger seemed to hit a mass of silky objects, and it seemed to be stuck in a quagmire.

"How is this possible?" The purple-robed old man struggled to break free, the whole person took two steps back, his outstretched fingers trembled slightly, and his eyes stared at Yun Wuya in astonishment: "This is the artistic conception of wind, and the artistic conception of water, and the two artistic conceptions have been fused together." ＂

The artistic conception is ethereal and ethereal, extremely difficult to comprehend, and requires not only a high level of understanding, but also chance and luck. Otherwise, even if you cultivate for a lifetime, you won't even be able to touch the edges. To be able to comprehend an artistic conception is already a genius. There are two kinds of comprehension, which belong to the genius of geniuses. Comprehending more than three kinds is definitely a demon. Combining the two artistic conceptions, this kind of understanding is simply shocking.

The purple-robed old man's eyes were full of shock, and when he saw Yun Wuya's noncommittal, it could be regarded as a tacit acquiescence. He took a deep breath, and the battle intent on his body was even stronger. The artistic conception of gold he comprehended was domineering and sharp, and the stronger the opponent showed, the more excited he was.

"Two artistic conceptions, right!" the purple-robed old man laughed proudly; "In front of the old man's golden artistic conception, no matter what kind of artistic conception it is, it is a floating cloud!"

The purple-robed old man's whole body glowed with golden light, and with a heaven-shaking dragon roar, the two dragon claws had already grabbed towards Yun Wuya. It is also a simple claw to grab out, fused with the artistic conception of the golden dragon claw, the domineering and powerful power suddenly more than doubled, the claws have just poked out, and the claw strength of the broken gold and jade has filled the world, as if even the space can be torn.

Whoosh! Yun Wuyan's figure suddenly disappeared in place, piercing the edges like the wind and wandering among the layers of golden claw shadows, the claws were so sharp that even the corners of his clothes were not touched at all.

It's just that blind dodging is not Yun Wuyan's fighting style, the counterattack of the Star Shadowless Palm also makes the other party jealous, ordinary spiritual power is difficult to capture the trajectory at all, and what is even more terrifying is that every time the palm is shot, there will be a puff of water mist in the air, and even the ground will emit silk water vapor, as the concentration of water mist continues to increase, the wind and water rise, and the attack frequency of the Star Shadowless Palm is getting faster and faster.