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"Director!"

Zhang Ping and Song Heng were very surprised.

Si Zijin looked down at the two of them, feeling a little funny.

Smiling, he raised his finger and pointed at the two of them: "You guys, you didn't even look at where the place was, and you made such a big commotion."

What he said made the two young people a little embarrassed.

After finally finding a truly equal opponent, he was so engrossed in the battle just now that he really didn't care about his surroundings.

In the sky, Si Zijin explained to the city lord: "The two new team leaders in the west department just took office today, let's discuss."

The city lord stroked his beard and smiled brightly, very satisfied with the two young team leaders.

Si Zijin turned his head: "The place has been found for you, let's continue."

"Hey hey hey..."

Zhang Ping and Song Heng let out a wicked laugh at the same time, and then ran to a place a little far away from the giant pit.

This scene made the two top powerhouses in the sky laugh.

Soon, the two faced each other again.

Song Heng restarted the Xingchen Transformation: "Brother Zhang Ping, I know you still have a lot of useless methods. Since the city lord and the chief are watching the battle in person, why not?"

Zhang Ping's blood exploded: "That's exactly what I meant!"

Song Heng laughed loudly, punched out a straight punch, and the light cannon shot out, like a meteorite heading straight for Zhang Ping.

Zhang Ping slashed his sword: "Swallow the sky!"

Along the trajectory of Song Xingchen's fist, countless small vortices appeared one after another, constantly absorbing the power of the stars.

The blade began to vibrate, and then drooped unnaturally.

The weight of the power of the stars made it very difficult for Zhang Ping.

The tremendous force under the blood rage made him lift the knife, hold the handle with his right hand, and prop his left hand in the center of the blade, as if holding a rifle.

"Dragon Roar!"

The light cannon that absorbed a huge amount of power from the stars fired from the tip of the knife, facing Song Heng's attack directly.

Before the two collided, the two attacked at the same time.

Song Heng repeated his old trick, and the punch that could shatter space appeared again.

Zhang Ping was on guard when Song Heng disappeared, Hell Step stepped back instantly, made a tactic with both hands, and Rashomon blocked it!

A total of ten Rashomons rose from the ground, but they were all blown away by Song Heng's punch!
Zhang Ping was not upset at all, but laughed out loud.

"Happy! This is the strong!"

With a backhand, dozens of broken waves surged away!

Even though Song Heng wasn't afraid of the monstrous offensive, he was still shocked by the continuous sword intent.

The city lord and Si Zijin stepped in the air, their eyes gleaming.

"Zijin, your Demon Slayer has given birth to two incredible children."

The city lord's excited voice appeared.

Si Zijin was still elegant, but his clenched hands unnaturally proved his inner unrest.

"City Lord, if you let them grow up, Lu, it might really work!"

"Maybe……"

The city lord sighed as he watched the waves of offensives ahead that could move mountains and fill seas.

"The path of practice has been cut off for thousands of years. Many of my colleagues have worked hard and worked hard. It is so difficult to take that step."

"Zijin, above Daosheng, is there really a way out?"

Si Zijin's eyes were firm: "Yes, Ancient Desolate Realm!"

The face of the city lord, who had been calm and only smiling, suddenly changed.

No longer indifferent before, he turned around and grabbed Si Zijin's arms: "This is true!"

The city owner was as excited as an ordinary old man, and Si Zijin was not much better at the moment.

Suppressing the excitement in his heart: "Fenghuang said it himself!"

"Ha ha……"

The city lord let go of his hand, panting heavily, his white hair and beard soaked in sweat.

If people saw this embarrassment, how many people's jaws would be shocked.

Si Zijin raised his hand and stroked the old man's back slowly, with deep understanding in his eyes.

"City Master, the road has been determined, it depends on whether we can take that step."

These words seemed to lift the city lord from the suffocation in the water.

The expression on his face switched again.

It's not embarrassment, it's not a kind smile, but the domineering aura that belongs to the top powerhouse alone.

"Zijin, that's right!"

"Since the road is there, we can go!"

"Thousands of years have passed, and countless people have not been able to make it, but now we must step out!"

"Even if the body is smashed to pieces!"

Si Zijin's eyes also flashed brilliantly: "Even if your body is smashed to pieces!"

The dark clouds that had lingered over their heads for more than a thousand years dissipated, and the hearts of the two were emptied.

Looking at the two people on the ground with a smile, the city lord returned to his kind look.

"Children, it's really good!"

Zhang Ping and Song Heng, who were favored by the two big men, were already fighting hand-to-hand, panting.

The Slayer's double knives and ordinary weapons must be good, but they are still not good in front of Zhang Ping's krypton gold forged Dragon Slaying Knife.

The two swords were cut off, Zhang Ping took the initiative to put away the Dragon Slaying Saber, without even his body, and waved his fists to hammer the big diamond boy.

Euler, Euler, Euler!

Zhang Ping's violent punches hit Song Heng's astral body, causing him to retreat even though he was invulnerable.

A pair of fists beat fiercely on the star body, Zhang Ping's hands were constantly torn apart, and his muscles and bones were broken.

However, the passive skill Nirvana is constantly repaired, allowing Zhang Ping to continue infinitely in terms of blood volume.

Song Heng also discovered this. The force that could crush the Dao habitat had just hammered a bloody hole in Zhang Ping's body, and immediately recovered.

It didn't even splatter blood.

Zhang Ping couldn't help Song Heng, and Song Heng did the same.

So the two simply stopped and jumped away, showing a happy expression.

It's coming, the big one is coming!
The two knew it, and they both kept a hand with each other.

Both sides have appreciated each other's big moves.

Song Heng released the astral body, and said honestly to Zhang Ping:

"Brother Zhang Ping, do you want to continue?"

Zhang Ping laughed: "Why not!"

"Then come on! Brother Zhang Ping, this is my last blow, stronger than before!"

"Please taste!"

Song Heng laughed and stretched out his hand to point to the sky, attracting the stars.

Zhang Ping's eyes were full of fighting spirit, his eyes were fixed on the sky, and the remaining spiritual power in his body was running wildly.

Three figures suddenly appeared in the sky.

A burly man stood in front of Si Zijin with a curious expression on his face: "What's going on?"

Si Zijin pouted in Song Heng's direction: "It's a competition."

Wu Huan looked contemptuous: "This big noise has alarmed us old fellows, do you call this a sparring?"

The second figure who appeared looked ahead carefully: "Song Heng, the Messenger of the Royal Star, is a very good young man. If he hadn't intended to be famous, he would definitely have his name on the Tianjiao list."

"Ding Hua, your news is too behind. Last year, he abolished that son of the Jin family. He is already on the list, number four."

Ding Hua looked at the person who spoke with distaste: "Pan Pengfei, you are so confused, that ranking does not match!"

Those who came were the other three Dao habitat experts in Zhongcheng, the heads of the Wu, Ding, and Pan families.

Wu Huan did not participate in the quarrel between Ding Hua and Pan Pengfei, but just looked up at the sky.

"Boss, you Song Heng, do you want to destroy this place?"