Dong Wushuang really didn't expect that Nan Chen would be so strong.

The aura can counter-suppress him.

Moreover, it was so powerful that he was scared and terrifying.

However, his clamor had already been said.

Now you have to admit defeat.

There are many fellow practitioners in this world. How can I think of him in the future?

After all, I am also a well-known figure in the Taoist family.

Dong Wushuang made a decision quickly when she was nervous.

You must use attack as your defense and you cannot let your opponent continue to suppress yourself.

Because he has never fought with the tenth level of the Yellow Level.

Perhaps the tenth level of the yellow level can suppress him by aura.

But the power may not be as strong as him.

He thought of what his uncle said.

The tenth level of the yellow level can challenge the third level of the Xuan level at most.

Why do you say that I am also a master at the fourth level of the Xuan level, right?

When he thought of this, Dong Wushuang gritted his teeth suddenly.

Staring at Nanchen who was walking up to him.

He made seals with his hands and shouted:

"Wuji Dharma, imperial edict!"

As soon as the imperial edict was issued, Dong Wushuang's whole body trembled suddenly.

The color of the skin seemed to be congested and suddenly turned blood-red.

At this moment, Nan Chen also felt that the other party's blood and energy had improved.

The intensity of the mysterious energy has also been improved to a certain extent.

This should be a secret technique to improve your cultivation.

However, even if it improves, Dong Wushuang's cultivation level is still within the fourth level of the Xuan level.

In the face of Nanchen's strength, it is still not enough to see it.

However, Dong Xiao was sitting on the front desk.

And the spectators around the ring were all over the ring, but they were all over the place.

"Wuji Law? Dong Family Secret Method!"

"That's right, I heard that this secret technique can improve the strength of the nearest level."

"Are you mistaken? Dong Wushuang used the Wuji method from the beginning. Is this going to fight to the death?"

“…”

Dong Xiao, the head of the Dong family, leaned forward and frowned.

In his mouth, he murmured to himself:

"Before fighting, Wushuang was forced to use Wuji method?

What kind of oppression did he give Wushuang?"

Although Dong Xiao has a strong cultivation level, he cannot infer it.

How strong can a yellow-level cultivator in the perfect state be?

Because he and the people around him have never encountered a cultivator who can upgrade the Yellow-level cultivation to the tenth level.

On the ring, Nanchen paused a little.

But then, continue to move forward.

At the same time, he spoke:

"It's useless, you're not my opponent!"

Nanchen's tone was very calm, and he just wanted to end this challenge earlier.

Because Autumn Festival urgently needs treatment for the nine-cold nine-leaf clover.

After all, Dong Wushuang is also a pride of heaven and a strong man on the side.

Among the younger generation, he has never seen anyone.

Now, being "belittled" by Nanchen makes Dong Wushuang feel a little crazy.

"Boy, don't be too crazy.

The aura just overwhelms me.

It is unknown who will win to death!"

After that!

Dong Wushuang roared.

"ah!"

He raised his long sword and ran towards Nanchen.

Nanchen still kept his pace, watching the other party rushing towards him.

Just held the Ten Fox Swords tightly.

In the blink of an eye, Nanchen flashed and moved forward quickly.

He rushed towards Dong Wushuang who was fighting.

Its speed is extremely fast and aims directly at the opponent.

The two met in an instant, and both sides raised their weapons and slashed at their opponents.

The strong fluctuations of the qi are like a tide.

"Buzz" stirs around.

One wave after another.

This made some disciples of sects who were close to the arena but had relatively low cultivation, and all cultivators from all sides, forced to step back.

One by one, was shocked:

"What a fierce mysterious energy!"

"It turns out that he is a powerful master of the younger generation. I can't even stop the pressure of this mysterious energy..."

“…”

While discussing, the two of them were intertwined.

"Bang" Mars flew everywhere.

Dong Wushuang's weapon in his hand was picked up by a sword.

"Clang" fell into the martial arts field.

The next moment, Nanchen's sword was already pointing at Dong Wushuang's neck.

Dong Wushuang dared not move at all.

“Unparalleled…”

Dong Xiao exclaimed.

I'm afraid that my son will have something to do.

Dong Wushuang looked shocked and stared at Nan Chen in disbelief.

Before, he threatened to look good in Nanchen and avenge his younger brother Dong Tianpeng.

But now, he is defeated by someone with one sword.

Life is still in the hands of others.

For the first time, he felt the breath of death.

The first time, don't hold your life in someone else's hands.

The first time, among the peers.

The defeat was so straightforward and powerless.

The gap in strength is too huge.

Dong Wushuang couldn't even believe it.
To be continued...