The sunset glowed like blood on the world. Wu Youdao coughed up blood on the ring. The scarlet king's blood stained the ring and gave off a strange smell.
"I won't lose!" Wu Youdao was still coughing up blood, but he didn't want to bow his head. He still gathered his inner strength and wanted to launch an offensive that was enough to hit Yiran.
The white clouds gathered again, and this time the clouds directly enveloped Wu Youdao, as if he was wearing a suit of armor.
"The true form of Wulong!" Wu Youdao roared and rushed towards Yiran, and the entire arena shook with his footsteps.
"Kakaka..." There seemed to be a breaking sound coming from the arena, and every step was filled with great power. Yiran connected his Peach Blossom Sword, and several green lotus swords cut through the void like a blue rainbow across the sky, slashing towards Wu Youdao who was wearing cloud armor.
Seeing this, Wu Youdao did not dare to be careless. His fingers were like hooks, and the mysterious clouds on his fingertips were like chains, and he shot towards the sword beam that he shot.
"Crack, bang, bang!" The long chain of cloud energy shattered, and the green sword was quietly annihilated. Wu Youdao flew out again and hit the formation barrier covering the arena, shouting
"Rumble" sound. Yiran also stepped back a few steps with gentle steps, and did not stop until he reached the edge of the ring.
Compared with the previous Mist Dragon Fist, this move was indeed much more powerful, causing Yiran, whose cultivation was suppressed at the early stage of King Level, to take a few steps back.
The arena is still too small to display the true combat power of a king-level warrior, but this small space makes the killing intention even more intense.
Wu Youdao was kneeling on the ground, still roaring and roaring. He had already displayed the most powerful secret of his technique, but he still could not change the outcome of the defeat.
The fog armor had not dissipated yet, but Wu Youdao no longer had any fighting spirit. While reading, he hammered the ring with both fists, making small holes in the ring.
He looked at the small pit that had been repaired in a blink of an eye, and then saw the sword mark imprinted there beside him, and he finally understood where he had lost.
The mist armor suddenly shattered, and Wu Youdao had no intention of taking action anymore.
"I didn't expect your sword intent to be so terrifying, to be able to leave a lasting mark on the arena, but this does not mean that my path is wrong." He no longer shouted hoarsely, and his voice was very calm.
"I will defeat you, and I will defeat you with my own martial arts!" After saying that, he walked out of the ring without looking back and walked towards the huge crowd.
All the disciples who were watching were silent and consciously made way for him. Wu Youdao was not weak, and his method of controlling cloud energy was simply terrifying, making it difficult for many spiritual-level elders to find out.
That is to say, he met Yi Ran who was stronger than him, otherwise it would be hard to say who would win and who would lose. So even if he lost, he still showed endless light in front of all the disciples, revealing his edge.
The youngest king of the Luotian Sect besides Yi Ran, this title alone is enough to make all the disciples look up to him.
But at this moment, in this situation, all the glory will only belong to the winner.
"Senior Brother Yiran is mighty, Senior Brother Yiran is invincible!" In the eyes of other disciples who were either jealous or disgusted, everyone in Luo Yifeng jumped up excitedly, raising their hands in the air and cheering.
That's their big brother! He is a king! Luo Yifeng has a king! In the countless years before, who would have imagined that a king would emerge from the lowest-ranked faction!
Even today, it is still extremely unimaginable. Under the envious gazes of countless disciples, Yiran strolled back and walked gracefully to the camp of Luo Yifeng disciples, seemingly speaking to the elders and disciples of the entire sect.
"I'm from Luoyifeng." This is a warning and a deterrent. There is a king in Luoyifeng! .........Two days later, Song Tianpeng personally came to Luo Yifeng with two tokens and told Yiran the details of the opening of the King Realm.
Yiran learned from Song Tianpeng that there were still six months left before the King Realm could be opened. If you go with the sect, you will leave by kite in five months, and you can arrive in half a month.
Of course, many people choose to go there on their own, as long as they get there before the King's Realm opens. At the same time, Song Tianpeng also explained to Yiran the pros and cons between the two.
The former is definitely the safest choice. There is no safety risk and it is impossible to miss the opening of the King Realm.
Although the latter can travel around Central Continent in search of unparalleled opportunities, it is extremely difficult to gain a foothold in Central Continent due to the numerous disputes among geniuses, let alone seize opportunities in the hands of those geniuses.
And just as the King Realm opens, countless geniuses holding King Realm tokens gather in Central Continent. This leads to many forces or big bandits targeting these geniuses, seizing their resources and selling the tokens in their hands.
After telling Yiran this, Song Tianpeng did not delve too deeply into this matter. Because no matter what choice Yiran makes, the result is actually the same.
Of course, Song Tianpeng would rather Yiran choose the second option, because he is so powerful that even in Central Continent he is definitely one of the few who stand at the top.
Then the endless resources of Central Continent, even those big bandits or forces secretly hunting geniuses, may eventually enter Yiran's space ring.
Now that there is such an opportunity in front of us, the choice is actually not difficult.
"Senior Song Tianpeng and Senior Zheng Wu, why don't you go to the bamboo house for a drink?" After finishing the business talk, Yiran prepared to invite the two of them.
However, Song Tianpeng took out a handful of melon seeds from nowhere and said: "You have also entered the king's rank. We can just talk about friendship as peers, and I'm really not much older."
"As for wine, there is no need for it. You also know that my health has never been good, so I have never been interested in things like wine." After saying that, Song Tianpeng walked down the stone steps and walked down the mountain while eating melon seeds. The pile of melon seed shells left behind made Yi Ran frown.
Zheng Wu, like Song Tianpeng, was also chewing melon seeds he took out from nowhere, waved to Yi Ran and walked down the mountain.
Cui Sheng, who had just finished training with Mo Xiangyi, walked up to Yi Ran, looked at the melon seed shells going down the stone steps, and immediately exclaimed loudly: "Ahhhhh! The road I just cleaned, Who did this good thing!" In the past when there were only three people in Luo Yifeng, Cui Sheng would chop down the weeds on both sides of the stone steps with a wooden sword every day. Now that he has started practicing, he has never left this matter behind.
Before his daily morning exercise, he would get up early and then go down the stone steps to clear weeds and garbage.
Today, he just went to practice for an hour and came out looking like this. This kind of thing will be extremely difficult to accept no matter who it is placed on.
Yiran said nothing and even smiled, letting Cui Sheng complain loudly. Under Yiran's powerful perception, Song Tianpeng, who had not yet reached the foot of the mountain, had a look of embarrassment on his face and fled in embarrassment with Zheng Wu.
...The next day, after the morning exercise, Yiran took Mo Xiangyi and said goodbye to Gude, Yudie and others. The journey to Central Continent alone was long and full of dangers and opportunities. Of course, it would be safer to go to Central Continent as soon as possible.
The Luotian Sect's Eastern Warcraft Forest is located in the southernmost part of Dongzhou, and the straight-line distance from the border of Central Continent is more than 60,000 miles.
If Yu Jian is on the road, even if he doesn't eat or drink, it will take less than half a month. Unless he uses all his speed, he can arrive within a few days.
But who would rush with all their strength for no reason! So Yiran's plan was to take the kite from Sun Moon City and head west, all the way to the border of Central Continent.
Taking the kite to the west will not shorten the journey time, and it will also need to stop at several cities along the way to repair and replenish the elemental stones for the kite, which will take more than twenty days.
But Yiran didn't care, because it would also give Yiran and Mo Xiangyi more opportunities to be alone.
Reading and passing many large cities that neither of them had ever been to along the way, Yiran also wanted to take Mo Xiangyi to see the customs of each city to open his eyes.
In the past years, they have devoted most of their time to practice, so that they have no time to appreciate the scenery in the world.
But this time, the two of them were not in a hurry. Yiran felt that he could compensate Mo Xiangyi for everything the Mo family owed!
And he can also see whether there are more beautiful things in this world, or whether there is more oppression and injustice.
After boarding the Yuan again and looking at the extremely luxurious interior, Yi Ran and Mo Xiangyi went directly to their guest room without stopping.
They were not interested in the gambling parlor in the hall, and the monks in the Taoist Hall were no longer as discerning as Yiran about Taoism, so apart from occasionally passing the time in the auction hall, they stood on the deck overlooking the earth.
There is a formation on the deck that can isolate the surging airflow from the outside world. Even ordinary people do not need to worry about the risk of falling kites and can stand firmly on the deck.
It's just that when you first come to the deck, you will feel shocked and excited by the rolling and relaxing clouds, but as time goes by, it won't make much sense.
Even for many people, it is better to spend gold and silver in a gambling house. So most of the time, there were only Yi Ran and Mo Xiangyi on the deck, watching the sea of clouds billowing and the colorful clouds being left behind.
Three days later, Yuan flew thousands of miles and arrived at the first big city he passed through on his westward journey. The city was named Zhennan and had a history as long as the Holy Law Empire.
As a large inland city in Dongzhou, it is much less solemn than the cities on the border. The entire city embodies a comfortable and comfortable life.
Here, there are no obvious class differences. Many monks with low cultivation levels can also find jobs in the city to support their families, unlike those low-level monks in border cities who have no income. Oppressed by family and various forces.
Here, Yiran can clearly feel its prosperity. There are many academies and boats, and the melodious sound of pianos and harps can often be heard on the streets.
Mo Xiangyi looked at everything around him curiously, curious about the various snacks and delicacies he had never seen on the roadside.
And Yiran also had the feeling of returning to the past, as if he had returned to a world without monks. The city, which has been without war for thousands of years, has completely lost its smoke.
Yiran doesn't know whether this is good or bad, and she doesn't know what it will be like in the future. He didn't care about any of this, he just felt that it would be good if the woman beside him could be happy at this moment.
