Shangguan Hao understood the mystery of wind.

The wind has the meaning of being unpredictable, cannot be understood, cannot be seen, cannot be touched, but it is extremely sharp. Every wind blade can easily wipe out the powerful people in the Xuanwu Realm.

The mystery that the old man understood was the mystery of the sword.

The sword is violent and fierce, full of solemn and cold aura, and the airflow between heaven and earth can turn into sword energy and become a means of attack.

The battle between the two is a competition of mysterious power, and it has reached another level. The momentum may not be as shocking as Zhou Qing and Duan Jingtian before, but the terrifying level is definitely not comparable to that of the Xuanwu realm warriors in battle.

The crowd was deeply shocked when they looked at the two people fighting in the void.

In Yunwu Kingdom, warriors in Xuanwu realm are strong people, who can become overlords in one place, determine life and death, and be above all else, but in front of powerful people in Zhenwu realm, they are like ants, and can be wiped out in one thought.

Martial arts are endless and require warriors to continue to climb forward. There is no strongest, only stronger.

On the throne, Ji Ruochen looked at Shangguan Hao and the others, and a strange color flashed in his eyes, murmured at the corner of his mouth, making a sound that only he could hear clearly: "Sure enough, this old guy has been there all the time. Just fight, it's best to fight both sides and lose money."

"kill!"

At this time, Zhou Qing's eyes were withdrawn from the void, he looked at Duan Jingtian, and shouted coldly and killed him.

"Take a move and kill this little beast." Leng Yue shouted fiercely, and a powerful aura burst out. Several people joined forces to kill Zhou Qing, trying to surround Zhou Qing.

“Hand it.”

On the stands, Nangong Ling and others also rushed out and killed each other, with their breaths shaking.

"Leave it to me!"

However, as soon as Nangong Ling set off, a figure blocked him. It was the ancestor of the Duan family, who was also a powerful man at the ninth level of Xuanwu Realm, who stopped Nangong Ling.

So in an instant, the Kings Terrace was in a mess, and Xuanyi Academy and the Duan family fought together, while Zhou Qing, Yin Liren and Leng Yue and others fought together.

As for other family forces, they kept their troops and watched quietly without interfering. If they intervene now, they would undoubtedly seek death.

Neither it is the Nether Palace nor the Xuanyi Academy, they cannot afford to offend them.

The Nether Palace is a huge creature, so they naturally dare not provoke it. Is the Xuanyi Academy easy to provoke it? Although the old man in the Zhenwu realm is not as good as the Nether Palace, it is not easy to destroy them.

"die!"

Zhou Qingsan's killing sword brought a bloody light, and the lonely star, who had already been cut off, was directly killed by Zhou Qing's sword. Before he died, he had an incredible look on his face. He never thought that he would die here.

"Junior brother!"

One person roared, and the violent palm force came, causing Zhou Qing's skin to feel a stinging pain.

"Get back."

Still, the demon skeleton appeared in front of Zhou Qing, and the terrifying palm force bombarded out. The man screamed, and his entire arm was shattered by the demon skeleton.

"kill!"

Zhou Qing looked cold, controlled the demon skeleton and rushed towards Duan Jingtian frantically. The demonic power rolled, which shocked Leng Yue and others to vomit blood. The three-kill sword in Zhou Qing's hand was even more deadly.

Duan Jingtian was still lying on the ground like a dead dog, watching Zhou Qing approaching step by step, his eyes full of fear.

The Duan family was suppressed by the people of Xuanyi Academy and had no power to protect him. Leng Yue and others were suppressed by Zhou Qing, Yin Liren and Demon Skeleton, and were beaten to vomit blood and were in danger.

As for the eldest brother Shangguan Hao, he was entangled by the old man and had no time to take care of him.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

In the void, Shangguan Hao and the old man were in a difficult battle. Both of them were at the first level of the True Martial Realm, and their strength was not much different. The mystery of wind and the mystery of sword collided wildly, and the storm of destruction surged out wave after wave.

Shangguan Hao was surrounded by terrifying wind blades, and the old man was surrounded by endless sword energy. The terrifying secret power made the sky change color.

And below, there had been a chaotic battle, but overall, the Duan Family and the Nether Palace were at a disadvantage.

"ah!"

Still, another shrill scream came, and a disciple of the Nether Palace at the third level of Xuanwu Realm was sealed by Zhou Qing's sword.

"Junior brother!"

Leng Yue and others roared, their eyes red, and the killer moves in their hands surged out wildly, blasting towards Zhou Qing and Yin Liren.

However, Zhou Qing's Nine-Turn Soul-Grinding Technique has been four times. The Demon Skeleton exerted the power of the fourth level of the Xuanwu Realm. In addition, the hardness of the Demon Skeleton, the space was shaken endlessly with every palm slapped, which made Leng Yue and others shocked and angry, and kept retreating.

"The disciples of the Nether Palace, but this is like a waste!" Zhou Qing made a mockery, causing Leng Yue and others to indulge in murderous intent, but they were powerless.

"boom!"

Above the sky, a deafening roar sounded, and the whole earth trembled. The sky was split into different colors by the storm, and Shangguan Hao and the old man had already separated.

Shangguan Hao glanced below and saw that two disciples from the Nether Palace had been killed, and the murderous intent on his body almost turned into substance. His eyes turned to the depths of the palace, and a cold voice also sounded.

"Ji Tianxing, your royal family may not take action, but if Duan Jingtian is killed, the news will be sent back to the Nether Palace. At that time, my master will definitely come to Yunwu Kingdom in person. I hope you can withstand the anger of my master!"

Duan Jingtian's identity in the Netherworld Palace is not comparable to Leng Yue and others, and is even above him. Because of Duan Jingtian's Huangquan martial soul, he was accepted as a personal disciple by his master and a person who can become a saint in the future and has attracted the attention of the entire Netherworld Palace.

If Duan Jingtian was killed, the Nether Palace would definitely take revenge at all costs.

"Hey, stop!"

Just as Shangguan Hao finished speaking, a sigh came from the depths of the palace.

The next moment, a shocking aura burst out from the depths of the palace, and then, a figure was seen walking towards him and descending on the King's Platform in the blink of an eye.

This is a middle-aged man with a majestic weapon and a kingly aura on his body. He just stood quietly in the air, making people feel a sense of supreme majesty, as if this person was higher than everyone else.

"Father." Ji Ruochen stood up from the throne and shouted respectfully at the middle-aged man who appeared.

This middle-aged man is the current emperor of Yunwu Kingdom, Ji Tianxing!

Ji Tianxing glanced at Duan Jingtian who was lying on the ground like a dead dog. With a wave of his arm, a gentle breeze supported Duan Jingtian's body and landed behind him.

At this time, both sides of the war that Zhou Qing and others stopped.

Zhou Qing looked at Duan Jingtian who was entrusted behind Ji Tianxing, and a look of unwillingness flashed in his eyes. He almost could kill Duan Jingtian, but now Duan Jingtian is protected by Ji Tianxing, he has no chance.

"His Majesty."

At the same time, everyone in the stands also bowed respectfully to Ji Tianxing, which was a courtesy to the king.

Ji Tianxing nodded and did not look at the messy King's Platform, but looked at the void and fell on the old man's body, with a look of remembrance flashing in his eyes.

"Senior brother, long time no see."
Chapter completed!