"Is this really the case between you and me?"

Yi Beichen's voice trembled a little, and his thoughts instantly returned to the days of a few years ago, when he was a golden sword and an iron horse.

He and Chen Ji galloped thousands of miles, chasing the north and chasing the dead.

Fight side by side and win everything.

However, today is destined to have a battle between dragons and tigers, which is really sad.

Yi Beichen never thought that one day he would fight with the person he admired the most.

I couldn't bear this... "Of course, as long as you want to wait to the top level, I must stop you."

"Come on, Yi Beichen, don't have any psychological burden.

I am already a dead person. I must repay the kindness of the old master, and today I will also let me see how much you have grown."

“It is both a decision of victory and a loss, but also a life and death.

If you die, I will not regret it, it proves that the leader of Longmen should be replaced.

If I die, it will be a kind of liberation, and I can finally reincarnate."

Chen Ji said this, and everything became very clear.

It is today's battle that must be fought, and it is still the kind of thing that never ends until death.

"All right!"

Yi Beichen really couldn't find a reason to refute: "In the Dragon Gate, many people have asked us two, who is stronger, so let's make a thorough decision today."

The aura behind Yi Beichen continued to become richer, and the ninth floor of the Heavenly King Tower began to spread the fighting spirit.

The wind dances wildly, and the robe automatically.

The two kings of the Dragon Gate once faced each other in this situation, and no one could have expected this... "Very good, Yi Beichen, this is what I hope for you!"

As soon as Chen Ji finished his words, his figure invaded like a ghost, and his speed was so fast that it was overwhelming.

Ghost Trail! This is Chen Ji's unique skill in becoming famous. Not only is it amazing speed, but its pace is also strange and unpredictable.

If Chen Ji had been besieged by Buddhism and wanted to escape with all his heart, no one in Buddhism could have kept him.

Unfortunately, Chen Ji wanted Yi Beichen to survive, so he did not use the Ghost Trace Step... But today, this Ghost Trace Step was used on Yi Beichen.

Boom! Chen Ji rushed to Yi Beichen's side and then launched an attack from an extremely tricky angle.

A long sword rushed out of his cuffs, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, heading straight to Yi Beichen's throat.

He is worthy of being the Northern Emperor Sword Master, and his sword level has been incredibly high.

Yi Beichen did not dare to neglect at all, and immediately formed an indestructible wall of aura in front of him.

This is the power of the Divine Tempering Realm! It can use the majestic aura so freely.

Boom! A loud bang came, and while the sword pierced through the breath wall, it was also pressed and broken.

What a pity! The long sword in Chen Ji's hand was just an ordinary person. If it were a dragon vein sword, then Yi Beichen would either die or be injured just now.

"It's interesting!"

Chen Ji glanced at the hilt of the sword in his hand, then waved it casually, and a sword blade condensed with breath was formed on the hilt.

This is also the power of the Divine Tempering Realm. It is absolutely impossible to do without the support of a huge aura.

Unexpectedly, even if Chen Ji died over the years, his realm has also improved by leaps and bounds.

I don’t know if it was cultivated by myself or if it was tempered by the master of the Meng family in western Hunan... The next second, the battle between the two continued to begin.

Neither of them meant to be humble. I am afraid that only by doing their best can it be considered respect for the other person.

For a moment, Mars flew and the breath was manic.

Yi Beichen's golden dragon, the power of ice and fire, and the countless spiritual threads have been urged to the extreme.

However, Chen Ji in front of him was able to deal with it calmly and counterattack him whenever he wanted.

The two of them are like gamers with the same chess power. Although they can burst out with extremely terrifying power every time they wave their arms, after so long, no one can do anything to anyone.

This must be a fierce tug-of-war.

The competition of moves is no longer very important, it is about the foundation! Whoever has a slightly inferior aura is destined to fall here.

Boom boom boom... countless red reputations fell from the sky, making everyone below feel an indescribable shock.

The once indestructible Heavenly King Tower also became trembling during the fight between the two of them.

Countless smoke and dust rolled down, as if it could collapse anytime and anywhere.

On the tenth floor of the Heavenly King Tower, the old master who had been closing his eyes to rest in peace silently recited the Wuliang Heavenly Lord, and then patted the floor with both hands, which made the Heavenly King Tower as stable as Mount Tai again.

Such a high strength is as deep as the sea and cannot be measured.

The people below opened their mouths one by one, and their faces were full of surprise.

"Oh my God, what kind of battle is breaking out from above?

It was so violent that the Heavenly King Tower, which had never trembled a little, was so embarrassed by them?

It even takes the action of the old master to suppress it."

"I don't know! This Yi Beichen is definitely not an ordinary person!"

"Our chief senior brother, this time he got on the iron plate.

How many people can challenge Yi Beichen?”

"By the way, where did our chief senior brother go?

I haven't seen him for so long, can I run away?"

Just as everyone was talking, an unprecedented ominous premonition suddenly flashed through the heart of the Taoist priest, which instantly made him feel confused.

He always feels something is wrong, but he can't explain it clearly.

He also tried to continue deduction with the Xuannv Qimen, but whenever he wanted to open a corner, he was suddenly shocked from his consciousness.

Now, even the Impure Taoist priests are powerless.

Now he can only protect Xiaoyu closely, not seeking merit, but seeking no mistakes... Boom! An extremely terrifying aura erupted again on the ninth floor of the Heavenly King Tower.

Without thinking, it must be that the two people above have started a decisive battle.

Nearly an hour has passed now, and he still has the strength to emit such a violent aura. It seems that their background is indeed as deep as the sea.

"Yi Beichen, it seems that you have really put in hard work over the years.

Without any external help, I can still compete with me."

"I'm sure now. I asked you to leave at the beginning, which should be the most correct decision in my life."

Chen Ji sat leaning against the wall, gasping heavily, his face looking paler.

"Fortunately, I'm not humiliating my fate!"

The dragon scale armor on Yi Beichen's body was almost completely damaged, and there was still a trace of blood hanging on the corner of his mouth: "If you were there in the Dragon Gate, I'm afraid that the Chinese Congress will be more stable and as solid as a rock..."
Chapter completed!