Zhao Wenjie smiled and waved the spirit spear, and a huge spirit snake with a momentum not weaker than Lu Youwei quickly bit towards Lu Youwei.

The spirit snake collided with the river, and a gust of wind was set off again.

This man's current strength is not weaker than his own. Lu Youwei and Zhao Wenjie said in unison.

At first, both of them thought that they could quickly kill each other with their artistic conception, but now it seems that it is difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser.

"This time, Brother Lu should have no help. Zhao Wenjie said with a smile, because his interception this time was really purely an accident, since he was an accident, how could Lu Youwei have premeditated?

"Hmph. Lu Youwei snorted coldly, this interception should not have been premeditated, even if it is, they should have no backhand, with the fact that Zhao Wenjie has already comprehended the artistic conception, if he has not comprehended the immortal artistic conception, then he will definitely be killed easily, and he will die, then the following group of people can basically be restrained. As for Zhao Wenjie guessing that he had comprehended the immortal artistic conception, how could this be possible. Therefore, Lu Youwei is not very worried.

Now, it's up to whoever can defeat or kill the other first.

Thinking of this, Lu Youwei and Zhao Wenjie immediately exerted all their strength.

Even if they are far away, some of the people below can still vaguely feel the amazing momentum of Lu Youwei and Zhao Wenjie. Because this is a fierce collision of artistic conception and artistic conception.

Three tricks.

Six strokes.

Ten tricks.

Lu Youwei and Zhao Wenjie are on par.

felt that he should not be able to quickly solve the other party in a short time, so Lu Youwei and Zhao Wenjie quickly settled down, and then prepared for a hard battle.

Below, Song Mingzhu, Shen Shuying and Chen Siyu teamed up to fight the enemy.

is also a disciple of Ji Qianqian, usually lives together, and often practices, so the cooperation of the three of them is very tacit, and the other three are vaguely pressed by them to fight.

Song Mingzhu exchanged glances with Shen Shuying and Chen Siyu vaguely, looking for an opportunity to solve the problem quickly, and then go to help other fellow disciples. My side has the upper hand, but the other peers may not be. Perhaps, those disciples of the Earth Pyloric Sect who had the upper hand also thought so.

Although the three people on the other side are at a disadvantage, they are not panicked, and the people who can come out with Zhao Wenjie are not bad in terms of strength and mood, it can be said that they are the elite disciples in the Earth Pylorus Sect.

The battle between the two sides is stalemate.

Slowly, Qingyunmen's weakness in numbers began to show bit by bit.

A Qingyunmen elder suddenly had an extra wound on his body because he was besieged by two Earth Pyloric Sect elders. Originally, his strength alone was slightly higher than those two, but the other party pressed him to fight under the joint force.

Although he was hurt, his heart was not disturbed. At their level, even if it is a matter of life and death, they will not necessarily panic, unless it is a situation of certain death. For example, the last time Wang Wenguang strangled the group of elders of the Dihumen and Chaohaimen, in that case, even if they were also elders, they couldn't help but be shaken in their hearts.

In addition to him, several Qingyunmen elders also began to be injured one after another. They are not Wang Wenguang, and it is normal for them to be besieged by two enemies of the same level and injured.

Those elders of the Earth Pyloric Sect who besieged them did not dare to be careless, they had the upper hand, but it was not impossible to be desperately pulled to the bottom by their opponents.

At this time, some Qingyunmen disciples and Diyunmen disciples also had some more wounds on their bodies. However, these wounds have little effect on their combat effectiveness.

At the same time, from a distance, there were some people standing by and watching them, of course, more looking at Lu Youwei and Zhao Wenjie in mid-air.

These were some loose cultivators nearby, and they were attracted by Lu Youwei and Zhao Wenjie, who were fighting in mid-air. Zhao Wenjie's interception was purely accidental, so he failed to choose a better ambush location.

For the group of scattered cultivators who watched from afar, Lu Youwei and Zhao Wenjie didn't think so, they only dared to look at it, they would never dare to do it, really think that they and Zhao Wenjie were dead? As long as their side distinguishes the victory or defeat or life and death, then they will naturally disperse, maybe they are in a bad mood, and they will be wiped out.

"Tut, I really didn't expect that I could actually see two martial kings fighting. ”

"That's right, and it seems that he is still the martial king of the Dihumen and Qingyunmen. They have been fighting very vigorously over the years, and I heard that some people have died on both sides, but I didn't expect that even King Wu might have to die now. ”

"It shouldn't be enough to die, how can King Wu die so easily. If you have the intention to escape, I'm afraid that the other person will be difficult to catch up, right?"

"Hehe, I hope they both lose, I haven't tried the taste of robbing the Martial King yet. ”

"Hehe, yes, if we lose both, maybe we really have a chance. ”

"Are you stupid, are you really stupid when those two Martial Kings are fools? will give you a chance to lose both?"

"Let's talk about it, why take it seriously, anyway, we just look at it, we can go on if we have a chance, and leave if we don't have a chance. ”

"By the way, why are the two of them fighting so amazingly?"

"yes, I always feel scared, their breath is so terrifying. Could it be that this is the breath of the Martial King?"

"No, no, I've seen King Wu, although the aura is very strong, it's definitely not so terrifying. Ah, it's the mood!"

As soon as the two words of artistic conception came out, the originally noisy crowd around suddenly became silent.

Maybe they have seen King Wu before, but the artistic conception is definitely the first time they have seen it. Who among the Martial King City Lords in those Scattered Cultivation Cities can comprehend the artistic conception? Some people may have seen these Martial King City Lords use their artistic conceptions, but none of them have been able to tell this secret, because everyone who has seen them has died.

It took a long time for the crowd to roar into a roar.

"Artistic conception, I actually saw the artistic conception in my lifetime!"

"Could it be that this is the hidden strength of the sect? no wonder they can safely own a mountain gate, but our Martial King does not dare to easily lead people to attack them. ”

"What kind of mood did the two of them use?"

"I don't know. ”

"**, artistic conception, it seems that we are hopeless this time, even if the two of them really lose, it is definitely not something we can touch. ”

"Yes, looking at their amazing momentum, it is estimated that even if they are seriously injured, they can destroy us with a single blow. ”

Hearing the discussions of the people below, Lu Youwei and Zhao Wenjie's hearts couldn't help but sink, it seemed that they couldn't hide the fact that they had comprehended the artistic conception. Unless you have the power to destroy this group of people. But seeing these people standing in a scattered area, if they have the heart to flee for their lives, I am afraid that it will be difficult to kill them all if they are injured. Hey, that's it, expose it.

Just when Lu Youwei and Zhao Wenjie were in a fierce confrontation, some people were attracted to them, and among these people was a young man riding an iron-boned horse.

This is a handsome young man dressed in white.