Everyone on the battleship felt a sudden gust of wind, and Elder Xuan Ming's figure disappeared without a trace.
When he reappeared, he was less than a hundred feet away from the Qiongqiu Saint.
This distance was no different from a close-range battle for high-level Sage Realm experts.
The Fearful Saint had wanted to rush onto the battleship, but he stopped abruptly.
Elder Xuan Ming's murderous aura was so dense that even he felt a sense of danger.
"Fearful Saint, I've heard of your name. How can a martial artist like you, who became famous early on and only cares about money, still have the face to live in this world?
You're a disgrace to us martial artists! "
As Elder Xuan Ming spoke, his ten fingernails grew to a foot long at a speed visible to the naked eye.
His hands drew across the void, and ten extremely sharp rays of Saint Energy pierced through the void and slashed toward the Fearful Saint!
At this moment, the sky changed color.
Everything in the area became dim. In the eyes of the crowd, it was as though Elder Xuan Ming's hands were the only thing left.
The power of this attack was strong enough to cut through the waves of the river!
The Fearful Saint sneered. Elder Xuan Ming's murderous aura was terrifying, but the Fearful Saint could see through him as soon as he made his move.
"If you want to fight with me, you'll have to train for another ten thousand years!"
The Fearful Saint's hands fluttered like butterflies as he formed an extremely exquisite hand seal.
"Starry Sky Art, Falling Star Seal!"
A ray of Saint Energy Seal flew out from the Fearful Saint's hands, and everywhere it passed, the void shattered.
Boom!
The Saint Energy Seal collided with the ten rays of Saint Energy.
Rings of ripples spread out, and the violent aftermath of the explosion directly affected the battleship and the flying boat.
The battleship shook violently and flew backward.
Gu Xuan stood proudly on the flying boat. When he saw the aftermath of the explosion coming toward him, he opened his mouth and spat out a ray of energy that cut the aftermath of the explosion in half and swept past the two sides of the flying boat.
Gu Xuan looked at the two people who were fighting, and his lips curled into a smile.
"A Saint is afraid of poverty. Looks like he is indeed stronger with age. Compared to Old Man Xuan Ming, he is much stronger."
Indeed, it was as Gu Xuan had expected. At the center of the explosion, where space shattered, two figures flew out.
Tap, tap, tap.
After retreating 30 meters, the Qiong Jin Saint was already standing still.
On the other hand, Old Man Xuan Ming was pushed back several hundred feet and almost fell onto the warship before he managed to stabilize himself.
Pu.
Old Man Xuan Ming spat out a mouthful of blood.
Although he had stabilized his body, he was already injured. This injury was not suppressed even after two attempts.
"Damn it! You old man, how dare you injure me!
I want you dead! "
Old Man Xuan Ming's face was gloomy. He was Ouyang Feilong's protector and could be considered half an elder to Ouyang Feilong. Now, he had actually been injured right in front of him. This was simply a great humiliation!
He had already made up his mind. No matter what, no matter how great the price he had to pay, he had to kill the Qiongqiu Saint and regain his face.
Weng!
The void trembled violently.
Old Man Xuan Ming opened his right hand and two golden wheels appeared in his hands.
Each golden wheel had six golden blades that shone with a cold light as if they could cut everything in the world into pieces.
When the Qiongqiu Saint saw the two golden wheels, his eyes narrowed.
"Mystical Spiritual Treasure! Although it's slightly damaged, it's definitely not weak!
This old bastard actually has such a precious treasure. "
The Qiongqiu Saint smiled coldly. Even if his opponent had a Mystical Spiritual Treasure, he was not afraid.
Whoosh, whoosh.
The Qiongqiu Saint's right hand moved and a Saint Power chain appeared in his right hand.
"You want to fight against my Mystical Spiritual Treasure with a Saint Power chain?
Kill! "
Old Man Xuan Ming cursed. He took a step forward with his left foot and easily crossed the distance of 30 meters.
He waved the golden wheels and created countless illusions. Each illusion held two golden wheels in their hands and surrounded the Qiongqiu Saint in the blink of an eye.
The Qiongqiu Saint was not afraid at all. He waved the chain in his right hand and the sky was filled with illusions of the Saint Power chain.
Dang, dang, dang!
A string of sparks appeared in the Void and were extinguished.
Old Man Xuan Ming and the Qiongqiu Saint fought and countless ribbons appeared in the sky.
Every time two ribbons clashed, there would be a deafening sound of metal clashing.
"Golden Wheel Rotation, Sun and Moon Reversal!"
One of the ribbons suddenly stopped in the Void. It was Old Man Xuan Ming.
He chanted a spell and the golden wheels in his hand released a dazzling light like the sun and moon. One wheel flew up and the other flew down, forming a joint attack. They turned into two rays of light and attacked the Qiongqiu Saint.
"How dare you show off such a petty trick!"
The Qiongqiu Saint was not afraid at all. The Saint Power Chain in his hand flew out like a snake. One head and one tail extended toward the two golden wheels.
Bang!
The golden wheels and the Saint Power chain clashed together.
Two explosions sounded and the terrifying shockwaves from the explosions once again engulfed the two of them.
On the battleship.
Everyone was either fearful or solemn as they stared at the two people who were fighting.
In fact, most of them could not see the situation of the battle between the Qiongqiu Saint and the Qiongqiu Saint.
Only a few of them could see that Old Man Xuan Ming was at a disadvantage.
However, they did not believe that Old Man Xuan Ming would lose. This was a battle of life and death. Old Man Xuan Ming had not fully unleashed his skills.
"Damn it, that old thing is so powerful!"
Ouyang Feilong clenched his fists and looked furious.
Although he did not believe that the Qiongqiu Saint would dare to do anything to him, Old Man Xuan Ming was his protector. What was the difference between him beating Old Man Xuan Ming and trampling on his dignity?
"What should we do?"
The young man beside Ouyang Feilong, who had been inconspicuous all this while, finally spoke.
Ouyang Feilong frowned and looked at the young man.
"Brother Yu, why do you say that? Do you think that Elder Xuan Ming will lose?
I don't think so! "
The young man shook his head.
"I don't think that Elder Xuan Ming will lose either. However, he is Brother Feilong's protector after all.
Even if he wins this battle, I'm afraid that he will have to pay a terrible price.
We haven't reached the Central Yuan Region yet. If he is seriously injured here, not only will it embarrass Brother Feilong, but it will also be detrimental to Brother Feilong's plan. "
Ouyang Feilong frowned.
"Brother Yu's words make sense. In your opinion, what should I do?
Should I stop this battle immediately? If that's the case, wouldn't it be … "
The young man shook his head again.
"Of course not. I'm just reminding Brother Feilong. Why worry about whether Elder Xuan Ming will win or not?
The person you want to teach a lesson to is the person who drove the flying boat. He was the one who almost caused the flying boat to crash into the Ouyang clan's battleship.
The person who drove the flying boat is obviously the young man on the flying boat.
That young man clearly has a close relationship with the Qiongqiu Saint. If we can capture him, hehe … "
Ouyang Feilong's eyes lit up. He held the fan in his right hand and slapped it against his left palm.
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