Many people who control the muddy were gathered over Haotian City. These muddy were not serious at all, and gathered together to cheer for Zheng Liu.

Of course, those who dare to watch the battle at the close range are at least seven stars who control the muddle, and those who dare not get close below the seven stars are not afraid to get close.

Although they did not know Lin Beishan's strength, they still knew Zheng Liu's strength. If they really wanted to fight, Zheng Liu would be a little more ruthless, and his remaining power would not be able to compete with the masters under the seven stars.

"Whoever knows this person?"

"I haven't seen it before."

"This guy should be the first time he's here in the South Heaven."

"The first time I came here, I was very brave and dared to accept the challenge from Lord Zheng Liu."

Several eight-star masters stood in the crowd, all looking at Lin Beishan with sympathy.

Zheng Liu is a famous combat madman. Even few people in the southern world are not afraid of him, let alone an outsider.

In the restaurant.

Zhang Yu and Zhan Tiange were still enjoying the delicious food comfortably, not caring about Zheng Liu's exchanges with Lin Beishan at all. Although Galdan was a little curious, he was still relaxed and did not worry about Lin Beishan being defeated.

On the contrary, Xiao Xie was a little ready to move and wanted to go up and take a look. After all, he had only seen Zhan Tiange take action once, but he had never seen a contest between the two eight-star masters.

"Master, can I go and have a look?" Xiao Xie said carefully, with a pleasing look on his face.

Zhang Yu glanced at Xiaoxie and said lightly: "If you want to go, go by yourself."

Xiao Xie was immediately excited and disappeared into the restaurant with a whirlwind, jumping directly into the sky, and mingled among the crowd.

"Strange, why did you suddenly feel a chill?" A seven-star muddy man couldn't help but tremble and felt inexplicably palpitations.

Although they cannot sense the existence of Xiao Xie, they all have very keen intuition when they practice to this level.

Unfortunately, no matter how they perceived it, they could not detect Xiao Xie's existence. Xiao Xie just mingled in the crowd, silently looking at Lin Beishan and Zheng Liu in the sky.

"Go to do it." Lin Beishan said lightly: "Don't say I didn't give you a chance to take action."

Zheng Liu raised his eyebrows: "So crazy!"

Lin Beishan said: "Whether you are crazy or not, what you say doesn't count."

"Bagles didn't dare to say that back then." Zheng Liu said coldly: "Do you think you are better than Bagles?"

Lin Beishan said calmly: "Let's take action, it's useless to say more."

Zheng Liu was a combat madman. He had challenged countless masters and seemed to have a belligerent gene in his body. Seeing Lin Beishan say this, he stopped talking nonsense and immediately took action.

"Three parts cut off the water!" Zheng Liu shouted softly, and a silver knife appeared in his hand. He then waved the knife without warning. The space that the tip of the knife blew up instantly like a thin paper, was like a huge wave, wrapped in a terrifying sword force, carrying the overwhelming impact force, and slapped towards Lin Beishan. In the middle of the way, it was divided into three, like three giant dragons, roaring towards Lin Beishan.

Experts will know if there is any one.

As soon as Zheng Liu's breath was exposed, Lin Beishan felt a clear mind.

"It's indeed not weak." Lin Beishan nodded in his heart, "It should be a little more powerful than Galdan."

A person's aura determines the lower limit of his strength, that is, Zheng Liu's strength will not be lower than Galdan at the lowest point. After all, not everyone is like Zhang Yu, who can raise the realization of creation to such a terrifying level in such a short time that the use of creation cannot keep up with it at all.

As for the upper limit, it depends on whether Zheng Liu's use of fortune has reached its peak.

The realization of creation is theory, and the application of creation is practice.

Facts have proved that Lin Beishan’s judgment is basically correct. Zheng Liu’s three-part water cutoff and the power of fortune have indeed exceeded Galdan, but the gap is not big. If there is a fight, Zheng Liu’s mistake may ruin the whole thing.

"To deal with you, a sword is enough." Lin Beishan smiled faintly, and an ice blue sword immediately appeared in his palm. Countless ice swords quickly condensed around him. As the roaring giant dragon-like wave approached, Lin Beishan gently waved his sword, and the countless ice swords quickly drifted towards the huge wave.

"Swish, swish, swish..."

The dense ice swords reflect the dreamy and colorful brilliance, and they face the three huge waves in unison, giving people a strong visual impact and are extremely shocking.

In a blink of an eye, the dense ice sword collided with three huge waves of Hunmeng. The sky trembled violently, and the nearby space began to collapse. The deafening sound was drowned by Hunmeng because of the collapse of the space. At a glance, you could only see the shocking scene, but you could not hear any sound, as if all the sounds were destroyed.

"That's it?" Zheng Liu disdained.

But the next moment, the countless ice swords were constantly condensed during the collision with the three huge waves. During the breathing, the impact force carried by the huge waves was completely wiped out, and the dense ice swords condensed into one, forming a huge ice sword, like a mountain, making everyone feel a terrifying pressure, almost suffocating.

The ice sword is as heavy as a mountain, carrying the terrifying power of creation, cut through the sky and continued to rush towards Zheng Liu.

Zheng Liu's face changed, and he felt like he was being oppressed by the general trend. His breathing became heavier in an instant. The feeling of facing the general trend of the Ice Sword and the ultimate pressure made it almost difficult for him to breathe.

At that moment, Zheng Liu almost felt a threat of death, as if he smelled the meaning of death.

Without time to think about anything, the only thing Zheng Liu could do was to release his will of Creator without reservation in the shortest time, try his best to resist the terrifying ice sword, and impose a defensive barrier to ensure his safety to the greatest extent.

Lin Beishan looked at Zheng Liu lightly, and controlled the huge ice sword and slashed over. The ice sword was like a giant wheel, crushing the sky, causing a large-scale space collapse, making the sky appear in a beautiful and dreamy scene, including sunshine, ice sword, cloudy, dense space cracks, etc. Everything mixed together to present a visual feast.

The next moment, the Ice Sword strongly broke through Zheng Liu's resistance, broke through Zheng Liu's defensive barrier, and hovered one inch above Zheng Liu's head.

"You lost." Lin Beishan waved his hand, and the ice sword immediately dissipated like clouds and smoke.

Zheng Liu looked at Lin Beishan blankly. For many years, he had not experienced this feeling of defeat for many years. He had experienced the deep powerless despair when he fought with Bagles, but now he has experienced it for the second time.

The Southern Heavenly Controllers looked at this scene in disbelief, as if they were stabbed hard in their hearts.

"Mr. Zheng Liu... lost?"

"The second-ranked young genius in the South Heaven Realm actually lost!"

"Who is this guy? Even the older generation of geniuses can not defeat Lord Zheng Liu. Is this guy even more powerful than the older generation of geniuses?"

The Southern Heavenly Warriors felt a little uncomfortable. What they wanted to see was Zheng Liu sweeping across the Eight Desolations and suppressing Lin Beishan strongly, but the result was the opposite. The person who was suppressed was Zheng Liu, which was completely opposite to the result they imagined, so many people could not accept it.

At this moment—

"Is it a bit inappropriate to bully my young genius in the South Heaven?" An old voice sounded.

Everyone immediately looked in the direction where the sound came, and Zheng Liu looked happy: "Brother Qingyang, you are here too."

I saw an old man called Qingyang appear in front of Linbei Mountain and said, "Linbei Mountain, a middle-aged genius of the Shangdong Realm, has the reputation of the legendary sword king. He has been circulating in the Shangdong Realm for dozens of times, and rarely has rivals. Even the older genius of the generation can compete with you. I'm right?"

Lin Beishan looked at the old man in surprise: "Do you know me?"

"In the past, I traveled to the Eastern Region and challenged various masters, and some of them mentioned you." Qingyang said lightly: "It's a pity that you practiced in the hidden world and no one knew about your whereabouts. I really wanted to challenge you, but I couldn't find anyone, so I could only leave regretfully. Unexpectedly, the person I wanted to challenge at the time is now automatically delivered to my door."

Lin Beishan raised his eyebrows: "Is that so sorry, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Qingyang said: "Bagles alone made the young generation in the South Heaven collectively lose their lust. I wanted to fight, but because he was too old and it was difficult to take action. Even if he won, he would be called "unfair to win." However, you and I are almost the same age. If you win, no one would say that I am unfair to win, right?"

"Win?" Lin Beishan smiled, "Can I ask you a question?"

"speak."

"Are you a giant?"

"No." Qingyang frowned and immediately said, "If I were a giant, I would naturally disdain to fight you."

"Since it's not a giant..." Lin Beishan stroked the Ice Blue Sword in his hand, "Then, it's probably difficult for you to beat me."?
Chapter completed!