Chapter 1260: Well matched!

Eye of Tianwu!
The inky black crystals and beautiful eyes instantly turned into silvery white!
Lou Qianxue's eyes fell on Ling Dong, the disciple of the Eastern Region Pavilion...
"Ok?"
Lou Qianxue's eyes changed slightly, and a solemn expression appeared on her face: "How can this be?"
"What?" The Great Elder Yinzong looked at her questioningly.
Lou Qianxue retracted Tianwu's eyes and said in a puzzled way: "That Lingdong is weird!"
There is an inscription on his body!
What's even stranger is that the inscription pattern seems to have been painted with blood!
No wonder he has a sweet smell on his body, isn't it just a faint smell of blood...
However, she didn't want to be irritating, she didn't look at the inscription pattern on his body, and didn't figure out what it was for a while.
"Ling Dong, a disciple of the Eastern Region Pavilion, would like to teach Master Ye."
On the stage, Ling Dong looked at Ye Chaixun blankly.
Ye chased the raging warfare, raised his eyebrows and said, "Come on!"
Whoosh!
A spear appeared in Ling Dong's hands!
The disciple of the East Region Pavilion exclaimed: "Shoot the carbine!"
"That's a seventh-order spiritual weapon!"
"We don't have many seventh-order spiritual weapons in our entire East Region Pavilion, and the elders of Shishu gave it to Ling Dong!"
"It seems that the elder Shishu really has great expectations for Ling Dong!"
"Young Master Ye, where's your weapon?"
Ye Chaixun clenched his fist and moved his arm: "I don't need a weapon!"
Ye Zhuixun has only practiced one trick so far-the lion roars!
But he has worked hard and can use six kinds of mood!
"In that case, come on!"
laugh!
The spear pierced the air, and the sound of breaking wind sounded, piercing the leaf to pursue it.
"Golden change!" Ye Chauxun shouted, his arm instantly covered with golden light, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a golden glove!
"Ye Chauxun's comprehension of golden artistic conception is truly unfathomable!" The elder Yinzong couldn't help but nodded in praise: "At this age, such cultivation level, and so many artistic concepts, his future is limitless!"
Lou Qianxue didn't say a word, only frowned and looked at the two on stage...
Bang!
The spear hits the golden fist!
The ripples of primordial power carrying the tyrannical and destructive aura instantly spread around...
The ground shattered silently, and even the barrier on the martial stage shook for a moment!
Everyone's expressions changed slightly: "Obviously two people from the top of the Heavenly Martial Realm are fighting, but this movement is completely comparable to the fighting between Lord Wu!"
Click! Click!
Ye Chaixun's golden glove on his arm slowly shattered!
Ye Chaixun's face gradually became serious, only he could feel a soreness in his arm!
The ringing carbine is worthy of a seventh-order spiritual weapon, it is really extraordinary!
The Heavenly Martial Realm cultivation base is a bit reluctant to the seventh-order spirit weapon!
Cang!
But in an instant, the spear shot back again, following the shadows, piercing the leaves to pursue...
"The wild lion roars!"
The dazzling white light overflowed from his fist, and the subtle Weng Ming made everyone wonder!
"This kid!" A person with a high level of cultivation can see that the white light that emerges from his fist is an artistic conception of wind rotating at a high speed, and the lethality is limitless.
"What a clever mind!"
Those who understand can't help but marvel!
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The spear collided with the white fist again! This time the fist did not flinch, but the spear head was sparked, and the blade was smashed like a gear, making a harsh sound...
Ling Dong's expression changed, and he retreated!
"These two people..."
The Great Elder Yinzong also frowned his old eyebrows: "It stands to reason that Ye Zhuixun is better than Ling Dong, but Lingdong has a seventh-order spiritual weapon in his hand, but with the spirit weapon, it is equal to Ye Zhuixun, and it is a tie, so... The only difference between them is..."