Only the top ten."

In the ancient city.

As Lu Changsheng's voice came out, the monks were amazed and shocked.

A real genius from the gods came to seek revenge, but unexpectedly, Lu Changsheng actually said such words.

Only the top ten.

Isn’t the meaning of these four words mean that other people are not qualified to challenge him except the top ten?

If these words were said by others, they would be sarcastic by countless people. However, when Lu Changsheng said this, no one dared to sarcasticly. Even the gods did not dare to sarcasticly, and could only snort a few times.

"Lu Changsheng! Are you scared?"

In the ancient city, Wuxiang Shitian's voice sounded again. He was very confident and shouted loudly, thinking that Lu Changsheng was afraid.

"When the real strong man of my god clan appeared, the so-called Emperor Lu Tian was gone."

"What about the arrogance before? What about the confidence before? Why are there no one?"

"Only the top ten? Hahaha, I'm afraid I can't even beat the top one hundred, right?"

Many monks of the gods spoke and sneered.

It just immediately attracted the voices of other gods.

Some of the monks of the gods who had just arrived at the ancient city of Tianxing, followed Wuxiang Shitian and came here to create momentum. After hearing these sounds, they were stunned.

"I'll say to all fellow gods, just scold me, why are you so sarcastic to scold me?"

"Yes, why are you so gentle suddenly? Just open your mouth and scold me."

"A waste who doesn't even dare to fight, you are actually hiding and scolding me? Or are you a disciple of my god clan?"

The Gods who just arrived were a little confused, so they felt a little confused, and they felt too gentle and did not have the attitude of the Gods before.

Especially a man from the gods, he was very arrogant and humiliated Lu Changsheng as a waste, standing there and talking big.

After hearing this sound, other monks of the gods hurriedly hurriedly hurriedly avoided the gods. Not to mention the gods, many monks of the human race quickly escaped.

"Why are you running? As for it? Isn't it just a few words of curse? Could it be that even if he scolds him, he will be struck by lightning?"

This monk of the gods was a little depressed. As a monk of the gods, he was not respected when he went anywhere. Whoever he wanted to scold, whoever he wanted to beat him, why did he all become like this?

Have you changed your mind? No, it’s finally lifted the ban and can come out and be arrogant for a while. Do you want me to be a good person now?

Boom!

Before he could continue to think more, a thunder thunder struck down from the sky. Fortunately, this monk of the gods only humiliated a few words of trash, but did not humiliate Lu Changsheng even more. Otherwise, he would have died.

As the thunder fell, the monk of the gods finally knew why everyone was avoiding him.

He was stunned, unable to believe that even if he cursed Lu Changsheng, he would be struck by lightning? What kind of monster is this? Should he be so exaggerated?

"Lu Changsheng! Don't pretend to be a god and make a fool of yourself. Do you dare to come out to fight? I can give you one move."

Wuxiang Shitian continued to speak. At this moment, his eyes were no longer just confident, but also some anger, thinking that Lu Changsheng had not been able to deal with the battle for a long time, and some intention of humiliating him.

Especially Lu Changsheng said, only the top ten battles were the first ten, and he even slapped him in the face naked.

In Zuixianfang.

Prince Jinwu put down his wine glass directly and said indifferently: "It's so noisy, I'll go fight!"

Prince Jinwu was extremely confident. He had wanted to take action in the past two years. If it weren't for being suppressed by the elders of the Jinwu clan, he would have taken action long ago.

"Is Brother Jinwu OK? Is it okay? I'll go there."

The Peacock King spoke, and he was ready to act and wanted to take action.

"A cup of tea is enough."

Prince Jinwu was extremely confident and then left directly from Zuixianfang.

Soon, a pair of eyes stared at Prince Jinwu.

He was wearing a golden crow robe, standing with his hands behind his back, looking handsome and extraordinary. He was surrounded by golden flames, which were even stronger than before. He stared at Wuxiang Shitian and his eyes were calm.

"The Golden Crow Clan?"

Wuxiang Shitian frowned slightly, and he looked at Prince Jinwu and spoke slowly.

But soon, Wuxiang Shitian continued to speak.

"Your Golden Crown tribe has a very good relationship with my gods. The elders of your tribe are still the mounts of some powerful people in my gods. They have some friendships. Let Lu Changsheng come, so I won't humiliate you."

Wuxiang Shitian was very confident. He looked at Prince Jin Chou and stood with his hands behind his back. At the same time, he even mentioned that the Jin Chou clan had a very good relationship with the God clan, and several elders were also the mounts of the powerful god clan. This statement was clearly humiliating Prince Jin Chou.

However, this is also a fact. The Jinwu clan did indeed bow to the gods in the early years and even willing to become the mount of the gods. Because of this, many divine beasts felt unsatisfied. Even in the fairy world, many forces inexplicably dislike the Jinwu clan.

So Wuxiang Shitian said this, it was correct.

However, Prince Jinwu looked at Wuxiang Shitian quietly, and then said calmly: "A battle outside the city is divided into high and low, and life and death!"

The voice sounded, and millions of monks were surprised. They never expected that Prince Jinwu was so confident and dared to say such words.

"Okay! Today I will let you know what rules are."

Wuxiang Shitian was angry, he was indeed angry. He had been here for a stick of incense, but Lu Changsheng did not answer any questions. Instead, he said, only fighting the top ten.

How can he not be angry? Now Prince Jinwu takes the initiative to challenge him, and his anger erupts like a volcano in his chest.

Boom! Boom!

Two beams of light soared into the sky and crossed directly eight thousand miles away. They did not choose to fight in the ancient city. This is the rule of the senior leaders of the gods. They either wait until the True Dragon Conference begins or fight outside. In short, private battles are not allowed in the ancient city.

Eight thousand miles away.

Prince Jin Crow had just fallen, and he didn't say anything nonsense. An immortal sword filled with the true fire of the golden crow appeared in his palm. As soon as the golden crow's immortal sword came out, the temperature within a thousand miles rose sharply in an instant.

clang!

Without any hesitation, Prince Jinwu slashed away with a sword, and the sword energy of thousands of miles cut off hundreds of mountains.

Wuxiang Shitian is also extremely terrifying. He has no magic weapons and weapons, and he fights with his body. A pair of green fists seems to contain the power of the great way. The green light soars into the sky. The power of a punch shatters the void and the sound of a dragon roar comes.

The battle between Prince Jin Crow and Wuxiang Shitian is extremely terrifying.

The two of them are peerless geniuses, and their realm is in the Immortal Saint Realm. In the early years, Wuxiang Shitian had already challenged Prince Jinwu, but at that time, Prince Jinwu did not respond.

Therefore, Wuxiang Shitian also held a grudge against Prince Jin Crow. After all, for him, he blocked the opportunity to rise to the True Dragon List and naturally remembered Prince Jin Crow.

The war broke out and Prince Jin Crow had no backup plan at all.

Ten days later, a strange phenomenon appeared in the sky, burning the heavens, eight thousand miles away, and the flames drowned everything, and the Prince of Jin Crow was like a fire god.

Wuxiang Shitian also extinguished the angrily anger. A hundred-foot magic figure appeared behind him, with three heads and six arms around him, shaking the void, and stars shook one by one. The two of them were already planning to fight to the death, so naturally they would not show mercy.

In this death battle, the two of them killed too fiercely. Under the thrust, mountains were destroyed and spiritual veins were broken.

The battle between the two has reached a white heat and real fire has emerged.

"Daluo Zhentian!"

Wuxiang Shitian roared, and he surrounded him with power of laws, and then the immortal power gathered, turned into an ancient seal, cracked the sky, teared everything apart, and bombarded the Prince of Jinwu at an extremely fast speed.

puff!

Prince Jinwu's left shoulder was directly shattered, with white bones contaminated with blood and spilled into the sky. He fought too fiercely and showed his extraordinary spirit. Unfortunately, Wuxiang Shitian was indeed powerful and smashed his left shoulder.

However, Prince Jin Crow was also extremely fierce. The moment the left shoulder was smashed, he took action directly. His right hand turned into a golden claw, which was extremely sharp. He grabbed a piece of flesh that Wuxiang Shitian. The bones were visible, and it looked shocking.

"You're dead!"

Wuxiang Shitian roared, one reason was that it hurt too much, and the other reason was a humiliation. He was now injured in the supreme gods, so he naturally felt faceless.

In an instant, Wuxiang Shitian came again, his boxing technique opened and closed, as if his body was invincible, and he stepped forward bravely and showed his extraordinary spirit.

Prince Jinwu was not afraid at all. Instead, he left with his fist. His body was shining with golden light, and he was repairing his injuries himself. However, Wuxiang Shitian did not seem to give him a chance to breathe at all.

The two clashed again, killing fiercely, and millions of monks were shocking to see. Eight thousand miles away, I don’t know how many mountains and rivers were destroyed, and how many miles of the void had collapsed.

The battle between geniuses is indeed very exciting.

"Who will win this battle?"

Someone spoke and couldn't help asking.

"You still need to think about it. Of course, Wuxiang Shitian can win. After all, Wuxiang Shitian is a genius of the gods. He appeared two years ago and fought 72 games. There were no 71 wins and one draw. Although Prince Jinwu is powerful, it is a bit impossible to compare with the gods."

"Yes, Wuxiang Shitian is indeed powerful. When practicing Daluo Gong, his physical body is invincible, comparable to a true dragon. I think Wuxiang Shitian is slightly better."

"Of course, my god clan is a genius who is victorious. Lord Wuxiang, but he is a peerless genius in the twenty-two heavens. He is also the best among my god clan. Although the Golden Crow clan is powerful and born with a divine beast, he can only become a mount in my god clan."

Everyone spoke out, and the monks of the gods naturally supported the gods, but many monks of the human race also favored the gods. After all, the gods have indeed been very powerful in the past two years.

"No, I think Prince Jinwu will win."

Some people spoke out and thought that Prince Jinwu could win.

“Why?”

"How can I see it?"
To be continued...