After Nangong Wentian stopped speaking embarrassedly, Qin Wuyang came to his senses and asked, "What changes have happened to Nuwa's spiritual power? Is there any benefit?"

Nangong Wentian made progress after his sudden enlightenment. He originally wanted to show off, but he had always done this in the Nangong family. Every time he made progress, he would first notify Ling Jianzi, and then start to enjoy her admiring gaze.[]

Today, he was trying to do this, but he found that the two people on the other side were stronger than him. In the last battle to kill the demons, whether it was the Evil Emperor or Qin Wuyang, his combat power was not comparable to that of Nangong Wentian!

When he stepped into the god level, he thought he could surpass the two, but after meeting, he realized that he was not the only one of the geniuses! That kind of loss is indescribable!

This time, he inertially promoted his progress, and then he realized that the two people on the other side might not care about his martial arts progress. Fortunately, Qin Wuyang came out to support the role at the most suitable time, giving him the opportunity to get rid of the embarrassment.

Nangong Wentian thought for a while and said, "I don't know how to describe it, but the color of Nuwa's spiritual power has deepened a lot. For me, this is an improvement in combat power!"

Qin Wuyang said in confusion: "Color?"

"Not bad! Before fighting with the Heavenly Demon, the color of Nuwa's spiritual power was grass green, son sword, mother sword, and green beads, and the color of spiritual power turned into lake green. Today, the color of spiritual power changed here, becoming a dark green close to the ink color."

"If this is not obvious enough, you might as well look at the strength of the Tianjing Armor condensed by these three spiritual powers. The difference is very big!"

After saying that, Nangong Wentian stretched out his arm directly, and saw a stream of green grass-green spiritual power condensed like fog on the outside of his arm. It smelled a fragrance that made people feel refreshed and refreshed!

The green mist quickly condensed into a cluster, blocks of hexagonal squares wrapped his arms tightly like dragon scales. The green mist only reached his forearm, and there was no abnormality in other places. From this we can see that Nangong Wentian's control of Nuwa's spiritual power was no longer the squandering method of using it in the past, and now he is much more terrifying.

After the Tianjing armor was condensed, Nangong Wentian said, "Brother Qin can try its strength!" Qin Wuyang smiled and asked, "Are you sure?"

Nangong Wentian laughed and said, "Of course Brother Qin is only allowed to use 40% of the force!"

Qin Wuyang smiled, raised his palm and slashed it down suddenly. Although he could only raise his hand and wave these two preparatory moves, it looked like a giant axe that opened the mountain. It was extremely powerful as if even Mount Tai could cut it away, which made Nangong Wentian almost withdraw. Ling Jianzi, not far away, looked pale and couldn't help but come over to stop it!

However, Qin Wuyang's movements were as fast as thunder, and his palm knife slashed like the wind and landed on the Tianjing armor. Qin Wuyang slashed and dragged it suddenly. With a sneer, a deep mark was pulled out from the grass-green Tianjing armor.

Nangong Wentian's face changed, and he was shocked when he looked at the trace. His feeling was clearest. The slash that Qin Wuyang fell did not use any force at all. He just gently placed the edge of his palm on the Tianjing armor and cut it hard, which would have caused such a wound. If he used all his strength, wouldn't it be the ending of one knife and two cuts.

Qin Wuyang said lightly: "One hundred percent of the strength!"

The scars on the Tianjing armor quickly healed as before under the nourishment of Nuwa's spiritual power, and the color of the Tianjing armor deepened immediately. Nangong Wentian took a breath and said, "Brother Qin tried again!"

Qin Wuyang used it as it was, and the blade fell down. With a "ding" sound, the Tianjing armor was completely unharmed. Qin Wuyang did not stop and tried his best to slash again. He saw that the red light on the edge of his palm was even more intense. When the palm knife slashed through the air, it cut out a trembling ripple in the space.

It's still a drag!

The sword cuts the Tianjing armor like cutting a rotten wood, and once again cuts the Tianjing armor of Nangong Wentian. Qin Wuyang stops and says lightly: "Three-point power!"

Nangong Wentian suddenly felt dull, his face turned red, he shouted, "Come again!"

As Nangong Wentian finished speaking, the color on the Tianjing armor suddenly became like dark clouds covering the sun, extremely thick. The green was almost invisible, and it looked completely a black armor, and the surface of the armor seemed to shine with divine light, making people unable to move away as soon as they fell on it!

This is almost qualitatively different from the previous armor. Is this a god-level armor?

Qin Wuyang smiled and said to Nangong Wentian: "Cutting armor with a knife is originally a point-breaking surface. Even if you lose, you don't have to be angry. This is normal!"

Nangong Wentian snorted coldly and said, "You are standing and talking without pain!"

Qin Wuyang smiled and said, "Let's talk with facts!" The original competition has become a battle of loyalty, and no one is willing to lose face.

Qin Wuyang did not use cheating methods such as the Five Thunder Transformation of Hand-Devouring, nor did he use the Five Prison Sword Sutra to annihilate everything. He just purely strengthened the true strength of the palm margin and turned it into a sharp blade comparable to a divine weapon.

The Ten Yang Fen Tianzheng, who reached its peak, was rapidly moving, and the galaxy in the dantian seemed to know the master's intention and immediately rotated quickly.

The surrounding energy did not fluctuate at all, not a life-and-death struggle. Just using the true power in the body to decide the victory or defeat. This is the tacit understanding between Qin Wuyang and Nangong Wentian, otherwise the battle will begin. The battle between the two god-level warriors is enough to turn into a desert within a radius of thousands of miles.

"Slash!" The palm sword brought out a string of phantoms, like lightning falling. "Sweep" Qin Wuyang pressed and dragged it, and once again pulled out a deep scar on the Tianjing armor. From the wound, you could see Nangong Wentian's clothes.

It is obvious that this sword had pierced the Tianjing armor without hurting Nangong Wentian's clothes, which shows that Qin Wuyang is still at ease at this point!

However, Nangong Wentian not only did not have any expression of frustration, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, saying, "At the beginning, Brother Qin can only use 40% of his strength! Now this time, how much has Brother Qin used?"

Qin Wuyang snorted coldly and said, "70% of the force!"

Nangong Wentian laughed and said, "Is that still I still win?"

Qin Wuyang said: "Not necessarily! We can try again." After that, Qin Wuyang took out his courage, and the golden courage burned Nangong Wentian's eyes.

Qin Wuyang smiled and said, "40% strength! Let's try again. You use armor and I use weapons, it's fair!"

Nangong Wentian chuckled and said, "Brother Qin is joking. Of course you won this competition!" Qin Wuyang sighed, "I didn't force you. You must know that I have always won people with virtue!"

The Evil Emperor watched interestingly, and smiled and said, "I think this must be Brother Qin who cheated. Wentian is empty-handed, and you should be empty-handed!" After that, he looked at the expressions of the two of them.

Nangong Wentian's face was strange and he had a bad premonition in his heart. You must know that the Evil Emperor never looked down on him, and he never spoke like he did today!

Sure enough, the Evil Emperor continued, "I am very interested in the competition, everyone is empty-handed! Come on!"

The Evil Emperor made the first move of the three magical skills of swords and swords, which disturbed Duan Fengyun's starting move, and looked directly at Nangong Wentian, waiting for him to condense the Tianjing armor.

Nangong Wentian's body trembled. He remembered that he and Mie Cangkong jointly attacked the Evil Emperor, but he was beaten with this move and couldn't help but silence, and he couldn't help but shiver and smiled, "Imperial, I think it's better to avoid it!"

The Evil Emperor's face darkened and he said, "So, does the leader of the Nangong look down on me?"

Nangong Wentian's face turned bitter, and he quickly bowed and said, "Where, there! Wentian knew that he was no match for the Emperor, so he would like to be at a disadvantage, and he would like to be at a disadvantage!"

The Evil Emperor sighed and said, "Wentian is always so modest, which makes us feel that we are too rude!"

Seeing that the two of them were trying to make things difficult for Nangong Wentian, Ling Jianzi was very anxious, but there was no room for such a man to interfere with her, so she had to keep walking back and forth between them.

Nangong Wentian stopped the evil words of the Evil Emperor and understood that he must have offended the two of them. He didn't say anything more. He held up the porcelain cup on the square table with both hands and smiled bitterly: "I don't know why I offended Emperor and Brother Qin. It's my fault that I made mistakes. Today, tea instead of wine. Please forgive Wentian's ignorance!"

Nangong Wentian drank all the hot tea in one go, without leaving any drops!

(Haha, another chapter is watering, I'm almost catching up with the vegetables~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~)
Chapter completed!