Opposite Ning Hong was equally uncomfortable. There was pain everywhere on his body, and the face under the cloak of the void was even more bruised and swollen.

Because before the physical collision, Lu Chen took care of Ning Hong's face.

Ning Hong's gaze swept towards Lu Chen, his heart was quite shocked. His origins were extraordinary. He was tempered with some kind of heavenly demon blood when he was born, which made his body very terrifying. In addition, he lived in a kind of Royal blood, this kind of blood circulates, it will raise the strength of the physical body to another level.

Ning Hong's body has always been the capital of his peers.

Now, encountering a body that is evenly matched, this made Ning Hong very surprised.

Lu Chen's words pulled Ning Hong back from shock. Hearing the words, Qi Qiao of anger was causing smoke, and his chest was about to explode. The dignified emperor was actually likened to a stone in the pit.

There were countless black air currents swirling around Ning Hong. These were the rules of the magic way. Soon, it evolved into a storm. Inside the storm, a destructive force was slowly brewing.

Ning Hong stood in the storm of destruction, with dark and cold eyes, like a demon watching Lu Chen.

Since the physical body collided and couldn't kill the opponent, then he could only use spells, which was stronger than anyone else's spells, and the power that bursts out is greater.

Ning Hong took the shot, raised his hand with a strong magic light and blasted towards Lu Chen, with unparalleled dominance and strong magic power, dispersing the void particles.

Lu Chen stared at this magic light, put away his inner contempt, slightly solemnly three-pointed, the sword intent flowing all over his body, gathered at the fingertips, ejected out, resisting the magic light.

boom!

As the two attacked with magic spells, the resulting power became more terrifying, the void was blurred and twisted, and there was an aura of destruction.

Ning Hong’s magical skills urged his cultivation, his aura became more and more vigorous, and behind it was a vague and towering demon phantom, a world of void particles, and countless magic lights gathered in the sky, giving birth to a magic sword with brilliant magic light. With the power of destroying the world, it seems to be able to cut through the world of void particles.

"I have cultivated the most powerful magic way in the sky and underground, what do you use to fight me?" Ning Hong said coldly.

Ning Hong inherited his father Ning Tianjun’s magic power of ten thousand calamities. This method is a magic power created by his father who assembled a hundred schools of magic ways, taking the essence and removing the dross to create a very terrible power. For the power of all calamities.

After Ning Hong finished speaking, his fingers dropped, and the magic sword turned into a brilliant magic light, which fell from the sky.

The power of this sword is extremely terrifying, as if the void would be divided into two.

Lu Chen's heart beat violently, and an unprecedented sense of threat filled his body. With a thought in his heart, the sword intent flowed around his body, holding the God Sword in his hand to block this magic light.

Bang!

A violent explosion sounded, and Lu Chen felt as if a star had fallen down, exploding with the power to destroy the world.

In an instant, his body was shaken out, the tiger's mouth split open, and the God Slaughter Sword in his hand came out even more.

Lu Chen snorted, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Ning Hong's strength was beyond his expectation.

Ning Hong, who was in full burst, was a little harder to contend with him now.

"Before, I have not used my full strength. Now I will let you see what the gap is." Ning Hong raised his hand, and a magic sword emitting a dark magic light appeared in his hand and cleaved Lu Chen's eyebrows.

Lu Chen walked away and raised his right hand. The Sword of Slaughter in the distance seemed to sense the summon and flew directly into Lu Chen's hand.

Lu Chen lifted his sword to greet him, and the two swords collided, making a violent metal tremor, shaking the world of void particles.

"Fight me with a sword, this is a fatal mistake you made." Lu Chen's eyes were sharp, and the hand that held the Slaughter God Sword pressed hard, returning with confidence.

Lu Chen didn't practice many other techniques. Most of his practice was swordsmanship. Ning Hong chose to compare his swords with him. It was a completely wrong decision.

Lu Chen held the Divine Slaughter Sword, stab and pick, the point of the sword was like a snake, avoiding the magic sword, and piercing Ning Hong's wrist.

Tear~

Ning Hong's wrist was torn open by the Sword of Slaughter that covered the intent of the sword, and blood flowed out.

Ning Hong suddenly felt bad. The latter was obviously much more experienced in the use of swords than him. He caught a glimpse of a cold light piercing his throat, his figure exploded, and he let out a low growl: "Sword of death."

Ning Hong used another rule he understood, the rule of death.

As Ning Hong's words fell, all around him, countless death air choices, gathered a sword of death, accompanied by a terrifying breath of death, piercing Lu Chen's throat.

A flame rule appeared all over Lu Chen, which also turned into a sword of flame, colliding with the sword of death.

Ning Hong stretched out one hand, his sword intent covered his palm, containing terrifying power, and slapped Lu Chen with a palm.

Lu Chen confronted Ning Hong in the same way.

Bang!

When the palms collided, a huge counter-shock force erupted. The two retreated dozens of feet, and were shaken back by various forces.

Then, the two collided again and fought fiercely. No one dared to be careless and took out all their strength. Wherever they went, a void vortex appeared. After fighting for half an hour, the two were still evenly matched. , No one can do nothing about the situation.

Boom!

Fists collided, and the two quickly separated and stood dozens of feet away.

The two looked at each other, gasping for breath, no one spoke, but two sharp eyes met in the air, like lightning intertwined, making a squeaky sound.

Ning Hong stared at Lu Chen. This was definitely the most powerful opponent he had ever had. The strength of this opponent was enough to match the strength of some emperors in the sky demon world.

Lu Chen was also quite depressed. He originally thought it was a little fat sheep. Who knows so much. It is so strong, and in terms of strength, it is enough to compare with Mei Yingluo and Shenmu outside.

I'm afraid this little sheep won't get it.

In the next second, the two moved at the same time and rushed towards each other in a fierce confrontation.

....

Outside, as Lu Chen disappeared for half an hour, the surrounding people looked suspicious, and they didn't know how Lu Chen was fighting with Ning Hong.

One is a freak of the Ten Territories, who was born in the Ten Territories, but is stronger than most of the warriors in the mountains and seas present, and the other is the Emperor of Heaven, comparable to Mei Yingluo. It is hard to say which one is strong and weak.

However, whether it was someone who hated Lu Chen or Lu Chen's friend, they all hoped that Lu Chen would win.

Because the opponent is the heir of Ning Tianjun, who belongs to the traitor.

If Lu Chen can suppress the latter, that would be great.

As Lu Chen did not appear for a long time, a group of people ran to communicate with the origin of the emperor.

Only Liu Qingcheng stood there alone, pinching the corners of his clothes tightly with both hands, and a pair of spiritual eyes showed a worried look.

Although I was uneasy in my heart, I secretly prayed that the brother would win, as if he hadn't lost to anyone in the same realm.