Chapter 510

"Sure enough, as I expected, the fourth layer of the bone fusion method, my physical body has been greatly improved. If it is only compared to the physical strength, it is stronger than this green fire." Jian Wushuang secretly said.

Qing Huo, even though he has already cultivated the fifth level of the Bone Melting Method, but Jian Wushuang is due to the relationship between the great heaven and the heavens. After the fourth floor, physical strength alone is enough to compete with the powerhouses of the Seven Heavens Realm in China.

Without the use of spiritual power, light is stronger than physical strength, and Qinghuo is indeed worse than him.

"I only used 70% of my strength just now, then I'll use 80% of my strength." Jian Wushuang's eyes burst into flames, and then he burst out again.

This time, Qing Huo went all out, waving a huge fist, blasting the air, and smashing it directly.

Bang!

There was another loud noise, and this time, the result of the confrontation was that both Jian Wushuang and Qing Huo exited in unison.

"Come again!"

With a hint of excitement in Jian Wushuang's eyes, he rushed out again, and this time the strength in his hand had risen to 90%.

Bang!

The third collision, this time the result was that Qing Huo was bombarded and retreated in an extremely embarrassed manner. Obviously, Jian Wushuang had the upper hand.

"Mr. Qinghuo, light is stronger than the physical body, you are not my opponent, you still go all out." Jian Wushuang said.

"Go all out?" Qing Huo's heart moved, and then he nodded, "Well, be careful."

The voice fell, and the spiritual energy of Qixiao Realm burst out suddenly, and at the same time, there was an extra black spear in Qinghuo's hand.

Jian Wushuang smiled lightly, the three killing swords also appeared in his hand, and there was also a good spiritual energy rising from his body.

Whoa! Whoa!

Two streams of light flashed across the void, and in an instant, the two fought again.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

One after another fierce confrontation produced a huge roar, resounding on the school ground, and the violent energy formed by the confrontation between the two also swept wildly around.

The entire Wuyan tribe was alarmed,

Countless clansmen walked out of the camp and came to the school grounds. They all saw the collision between Jian Wushuang and Qing Huo.

"It's Uncle Qinghuo, and the other is Jian Wushuang, who just arrived in the tribe."

"How come, this Jian Wushuang is obviously just a holy realm, how can it compete with Uncle Qinghuo head-on? And it seems that he still has the upper hand."

"Master Qinghuo, do you have the upper hand?"

The tribesmen who rushed to the school grounds were a little stunned when they saw this battle.

Because they all saw that in this battle, Jian Wushuang actually had an absolute advantage, and that Qing Huo, even though he had gone all out, still seemed a little embarrassed in Jian Wu's hands.

"Brother Wushuang is so powerful? Even Dad seems to be no match for him?" Qinghu clenched the spear in both hands, staring at everything above with wide eyes.

The little girl Wu Yu also opened her dark eyes and looked up.

Whoa!

A dazzling sword light suddenly lit up, bursting out with a resolute and endless mood, which was the second form of the Killing Heart Sword Art.

Qing Huo also immediately waved his spear, piercing the void like a poisonous snake.

Clang!

It was another fierce confrontation. In the void where the two confronted, an invisible ripple opened in the space, and then the figure of Qinghuo burst out again.

"That's it, that's it."

Qing Huo gave a wry smile, took back the spear, and had no plans to shoot again.

Jian Wushuang also withdrew the three killing swords, and the two fell from the void to the ground.

"The peerless little friend is extraordinary, and Qinghuo is willing to bow down." Qinghuo sighed.

"Mr. Qinghuo has conceded." Jian Wushuang said humbly, and his heart was quite happy.

Competing with Qinghuo, he gained a lot, whether it is the strength of the warriors of the blood spirit continent, or his own strength, he has a great understanding.

The warriors of the Demon Spirit Continent are indeed much stronger than Shenzhou.

Like this azure fire, it is obviously only at the level of the seventh sky, but when Jian Wushuang fought against it, he found that his combat power was not much different from that of the prince of Zizhong who he had fought against.

You must know that Prince Zizhong is a powerhouse in the Eight Heavens Realm. In terms of realm, he is one level higher than Qinghuo, and Prince Zizhong also possesses a divine weapon.

As for Qinghuo, Qinghuo's spear was only a rank one divine weapon, but his physical body was much stronger than that of Prince Zizhong. He burst out with all his strength, and was quite close to that Prince Zizhong.

"After I cultivated the fourth layer of the Bone Melting Method, my physical strength has soared. Just relying on the burst of power and swordsmanship is enough to compete with this green fire, and even have the upper hand, but I still have many methods that I haven't used!" Unparalleled Darkness.

In the fight just now, although Jian Wushuang has fully exerted his spiritual power, physical strength, and swordsmanship, he still has many methods that he has not used yet.

The strongest sword soul alone, once the power of the sword soul is used, is enough to make his strength skyrocket to a whole new level.

He also has Shura secret techniques and fields, which he has never used.

The Heart-killing Sword was never used.

"If it is a real life-and-death fight, with my means, even if I encounter a god general of the Eight Heavens Realm that is a level higher than this green fire, I will not be afraid at all." Jian Wushuang thought to himself.

"Little friend Wushuang, can you talk to me alone?" Qing Huo suddenly said.

Jian Wushuang moved, although he didn't know what Qinghuo wanted to talk to him, he still nodded, "Of course."

"Please!" Qing Huo and Jian Wushuang walked towards the tent, as for Wu Yuan and the others, they didn't follow.

After arriving at the tent, the two sat down beside a bill, Qing Huo waved his hand, and took out some wine and some fruits.

Jian Wushuang was not polite, poured himself a glass of wine, put it on the tip of his nose, sniffed it, and wanted to drink it.

"Little friend Wushuang, if I guessed correctly, little friend is not from the Demon Spirit Continent?" Qing Huo said casually.

The movement in Jian Wu's hands stopped immediately, but he looked at Qing Huo in surprise.

This green fire, so easily, guessed his identity and origin?

"Haha." Qinghuo smiled faintly, "Little friend is tyrannical, but before coming to our Wuyan tribe, he never practiced any body quenching method. This is almost impossible among the human warriors in the Demon Spirit Continent!"

"But the little friend is not a monster, and you can't tell your origin. I guessed at the time that the little friend may come from outside the demon continent!"

As one of the god generals of the Demon Spirit Continent, Qing Huo has never been to the Demon Spirit Continent, but he has heard of it before, and knows that there are many other plane worlds outside the Demon Spirit Continent. ...Reading friends, you can search for "" to find this site as soon as possible.