Zhetian: I am the Saint of Light, and I can become an immortal by eavesdropping on my heart.

Chapter 69 Watch the battle!

Upon hearing the noise, everyone in the inn froze slightly, and then rushed out of the inn.

"There are geniuses fighting against each other again. I wonder who can make such a violent noise?"

"Hurry up, grab a good seat as soon as possible, and observe a battle of geniuses nearby. Maybe you will have different insights!"

"Quick, quick, quick, while the two sides have just fought, let's go over and open a betting market!"

The crowd in the inn suddenly became agitated and heated, calling each other for their friends and companions to rush to the place where the roar came from.

"Junior brothers, we are going to open the market to make money. We will go ahead and meet you in the evening." After Liu Xiao heard the movement outside, he left a sentence in a hurry. His body was filled with divine power and his movements were moving like a ghost. Disappear.

"It's so fast!" Lei Qianjue's eyes widened when he saw Liu Xiao disappearing in an instant. He was horrified. He couldn't believe that a pimp he met could have such a ghostly appearance. Law.

The expression on Zhao Tianfang's face didn't change much. Maybe it was because he had been an ice cube for a long time, so it was difficult for his expression to change.

However, his slightly trembling little fingers indicated that his mood was not calm.

[The aura that Liu Xiao just burst out seems to be entering the other side for the first time, but its speed is actually much faster than mine, and his figure is completely unclear. Is this the strength of the disciples of the Holy Land? 】

The big Luo Panshan seems to have a different focus than others since he entered Yaoguang City.

[Why is this Yaoguang disciple's movement similar to Yao Xi's movement that day! 】

Yao Xi secretly listened to the voices of several people and glanced at Luopan Mountain as if unintentionally.

Unexpectedly, the muscular Luo Panshan was quite sharp. In fact, Luo Panshan's judgment was correct. The movement technique Yao Xi used that day was indeed derived from the basic footwork of the Yaoguang Holy Land. However, It was just changed to something more mysterious by Yao Xi when he was bored in Nanling.

Qinghe looked at the immortal disciples who had different reactions, a hint of understanding flashed in his heart, and he said:

"Okay, don't be surprised. After all, I am a disciple of the Holy Land. The skills, magical powers, resources and guidance I have access to are beyond what you can compare with. There are some differences, which is not a strange thing."

"However, you don't have to be upset. You guys are the proud ones that I, Jinxia Cave Heaven, selected among thousands of people. They are not much worse than others. In fact, you are still standing here, chasing them. .”

"The Saint's Tomb is here. After you enter, even if you can only obtain a small amount of resources, it will be enough for you to equal him or even surpass him."

"Let's go, now let's go out and see this battle of geniuses taking place in Yaoguang City!"

After that, he waved his sleeves and led Yao Xi and others out of the inn, looking towards the place where the battle was taking place.

Not far away, two figures were fighting against each other. The turmoil caused resounded throughout the small world, causing those watching the battle to keep retreating, retreating again and again!

"With such power, am I afraid that it has already approached the older generation of monks?" Someone stepped back, eyes widened, and looked at the two people in the field, with a look of disbelief on their faces. "Absolutely, I even suspect that they can now fight against the older generation of monks without losing! Look at their power, they are like monster cubs, with blood soaring to the sky and powerful power. They can issue orders with just a raise of their hands. We are retreating from the power! The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and we are getting old after all!" The person next to him sighed, with a look of desolation on his face.

At this time, they were far from the only ones in the city who felt this way!
Although the aura of the two people at the battle site was only that of the other side, the offensive launched by both sides was far beyond that of ordinary monks of the other side.

Among them, one person was wearing a black robe, exuding soaring blood. He looked like a real dragon in human form. He launched a powerful offensive with every movement of his hands and feet, carrying an invincible and powerful will that shook the world.

The person he fought with was a young woman wearing a green robe and holding a long sword. Although the woman was thin, her body was sharp and murderous. She drew cracks in the void at extremely fast speeds. , attacking the opponent without showing any signs of weakness.

Not far away from the two people, there were many people who came from all over the place, looking at the two people in the field with solemn faces.

Their fight was like a sword striking from heaven, as if the opponent could beheaded in the next moment. At another moment, it was like thunder coming from the sky, carrying a huge momentum, trying to beat the opponent to death!

When the two sides were fighting fiercely, the attacks collided with each other, and any external force released could shatter mountains and crack rocks, causing the void to rumble, making the onlookers' disciples feel horrified and send chills down their spines.

The offensive between them was fierce and too strong, but after a while, both sides were covered in blood and their clothes were dyed red.

"Shen Xiuyi, I will kill you here today to honor my senior brother's spirit in heaven!" Suddenly, the man in black robes shouted with sharp eyes.

Immediately, the aura of the man in black robe began to become strange, and gradually became astonishingly powerful. Ancient patterns suddenly appeared on his body, covering his whole body.

In the void, there was a sudden rustling sound, like ancient scriptures being turned, and a great Taoist rhyme emerged between heaven and earth.

When the woman called Shen Xiuyi saw this, a look of disdain flashed across her face. She didn't care at all about the changes in the man in black robe, and said sarcastically:

"Your senior brother couldn't do it back then, and you still can't do it now!"

After saying this, the woman closed her eyes, suddenly inserted the long sword in her hand into her belly, and murmured:
"Hidden sword technique!"

The moment the long sword entered her body, the aura on the woman's body also began to rise at an extremely fast speed, and a sharp and cold sword aura was hidden around the woman's body. Endless!
It was as if, at that moment, she was the sword, and the sword was her!
Finally, when the aura of the man in black robe reached its peak, he waved his fist brazenly. Above the fist, there was faint thunder, and it suppressed Sheng Xiuyi.

Just when the extremely powerful fist gradually hit Shen Xiuyi's face, she suddenly opened her eyes!
"Shh!"

Shen Xiuyi's eyes were as sharp as two peerless swords.Then, her figure suddenly transformed into a divine sword, with supreme sword light, slashing across the air towards the fist in front of her.

"boom!"

In an instant, the martial arts of both sides were intertwined, and a little bit of Qi leaked from the martial arts flew in all directions, breaking into countless pieces of stone and sending up large amounts of smoke and dust!
When the smoke and dust dissipated, only a figure with blood-stained clothes was left in the field.

(End of this chapter)