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The two horses were distracted and galloped into each other's camp. However, Yu Shanshan was still in white clothes, light and leisurely clouds. And Murong Ping was riding a horse with a little distorted shape.

The Yuehan Divine Art is one of the most famous techniques in the continent. The elegance and purity contain restrained and strong domineering. Its historical origin is enough to trace back to the era when humans fought against monsters all over the world.

However, the Yuehan magic skill is extremely picky about the qualifications of practitioners and the identity is very strict. Generally speaking, there are only a few of the new disciples of each generation of practitioners. In the end, one person will become the palace master of the Yuehan Palace, and the rest will become elders.

But no matter what, anyone who practices Yuehan magic skills must be the best in Yuehan Palace.

"Haha, Murong Wuyun, you are called stealing chickens but losing rice." Cao Zhong laughed happily: "If I'm not wrong, this girl should be one of the personal disciples of Leng Yuewu, the lord of the current Yuehan Palace, Yu Shanshan. Although Yu Shanshan is not famous and has not yet officially debuted, she has been recognized as one of the candidates for the next palace master in the current Yuehan Palace. Although your ghost Murong Ping is strong, he is probably not the opponent of Leng Yuewu's successor."

"Hmph, you can still laugh." Murong Wuyun's face turned gloomy: "The Free Alliance is the territory of the Longevity Hall of your Douqi Holy Land. The descendants of the Han Palace in One Month are arrogant and domineering here. Don't you feel slapped in the face?"

"Murrong Wuyun, don't provoke discord here." Cao Zhong smiled indifferently and said, "The ally relationship between our Changsheng Palace and Yuehan Palace can be traced back to the era of the wild beasts. At that time, the ancestors of our two families followed the Wing Emperor and fought against monsters on the same side. What's more, our responsibility for the Holy Land of Fighting Qi is to maintain the prosperity and stability of mankind, prevent the invasion of the beast tide, rather than fighting for power and profit. Your Holy Eagle lineage is not well-off enough. Your vision is a little narrow."

"Hmph, what you said is better than singing." Murong Wuyun said disdainfully: "So what about the Holy Land of Douqi? Isn't it a human? Is it a human, there will be **. If there is a **, there will be a fight. My junior brother Murong Ping is a good qualification. He is a young eagle on our prairie. He has experienced many battles and has rich experience in fighting. He may not lose to the Yu Shanshan who has not yet made his debut."

"You're wrong again." Cao Zhong said with a proud look: "Do you think the disciples of Yuehan Palace can only work behind closed doors and stay at home to practice? The martial arts of Yuehan Palace are magical, but they pay great attention to practical experience. The mission of Yuehan Palace is to protect the northern border of the land and guard the Beibing Prison for the Wing Emperor. Therefore, every Yuehan Palace disciple needs to practice life and death in the Beibing Prison to kill monsters to improve himself. I see that Yu Shanshan has a strong fighting spirit and superb fighting spirit. The gun pharaoh, there must be countless monsters that died in the Beibing Prison. Murong Wuyun, if you don't believe it, if you have confidence in your junior brother, we can make a bet."

"Hmph. I'm too lazy to pay attention to a person who looks loyal and treacherous as a person like you." Murong Wuyun curled his lips and turned around and ignored him. In fact, what Cao Zhong said was common knowledge that is widely known to the mainland. Of course, he knew the responsibilities and obligations of the Holy Land of Douqi.

This is also one of the reasons why the Douqi Holy Land is so transcendent. In fact, if the Douqi Holy Land has suppressed the monsters, the world would not be so peaceful. Humans will never have such a peaceful reproduction.

While the two were talking, Yu Shanshan and Murong Ping had already passed ten moves like a crisscrossing army. At first, Murong Ping, who suffered a small loss, learned about the origin and power of the woman, immediately began to adjust his tactics based on his own experience.

Instead of fighting with him, he used the evil and deceitful tricks of the Netherworld Demonic Art, and used the tricks to rescue and fight. After more than ten moves, he was beaten to a perfect match and match.

The morale in the Blood Wolf Army also grew higher and higher, and they all encouraged the ghost Murong Ping.
Chapter completed!