[Pleading for votes.]
Hun Xiu shook his head at Hun Bulang's request, indicating that he could not accept it.
"Cousin Bulang, are you dreaming?"
"You want the sword in my hand?"
"Impossible."
Hun Xiu refused.
Hand over the Xuanyuan Sword?
Impossible.
Not to mention that the divine sword had a spirit and could only have one master in its lifetime.
If he gave the Xuanyuan Sword to Hun Bulang, Hun Bulang would not be able to use it.
The divine weapon in his hand.
It would still be like a piece of scrap metal, useless.
If he gave it to him, it would only cause the divine weapon to be covered in dust.
Besides.
Hun Xiu did not want to give the Xuanyuan Sword to Hun Bulang at all.
Hun Xiu vaguely felt that he was about to break through to Two Star Star Duels.
He needed an opponent.
Hun Bulang was such a good opponent.
Hun Xiu was not willing to "abandon" him no matter what.
After all.
Such a well-matched "whetstone", if he missed it, he would really miss it.
Now.
Since he had met him, he naturally had to make good use of him.
He wanted to borrow Hun Bulang's hand to break through to Two Star Dou Sheng.
Hun Buxiu wanted to admit defeat and had his eyes on the Xuanyuan Sword.
Impossible.
Even if he used his brain to think, Hun Xiu would not agree to it.
If he agreed.
Who would help him break through?
The smile on Hun Unlang's face gradually faded when he heard Hun Xiu's words.
Hun Bulang: "Cousin Hun Xiu, aren't you going to think about it?"
"Using a sword in exchange for the position of Young Master is very worthwhile."
Even if Hun Xiu said that he did not agree.
Hun Bulang still did not forget to trick Hun Xiu.
From Hun Bulang's point of view, the value of the "golden sword" in Hun Xiu's hand was not something that the position of Young Master could compare to.
At his age.
Even if he defeated Hun Xiu, he could only be the Young Master for three more years.
Young Master for three years?
So be it.
It would be better to give it to Hun Xiu in exchange for the sword in his hand.
Maximizing the benefits.
The corners of Hun Xiu's lips curled up. "Cousin Bulang, let's not waste our saliva."
"It's impossible for me to agree."
"It's just the position of Young Master. If you want to do it, do it with your own ability."
"Someone else gave in?
What does that count as? "
"Besides …"
Hun Xiu changed the topic. "Besides, is Cousin Bulang really confident that he can beat me?"
When Hun Bulang heard this, he smiled noncommittally and said, "Why?
Cousin Hun Xiu thinks I can't beat you? "
He, Hun Bulang, was a five star Dou Sheng. Would he be unable to defeat Hun Xiu? Was this a joke?
If he had the ability, put down the sword in his hand and give it a try.
Let's see if Hun Bulang could press Hun Xiu to the ground and rub him against the ground.
He would beat him until he screamed.
Of course.
Hun Bulang could only think about this in his heart.
He knew that.
Hun Xiu would not put down the sword in his hand.
At the same time.
Hun Bulang also understood that he could not do anything to Hun Xiu who held the "Golden Sword".
Although he knew that he could not do anything.
He could not show it.
He could lose but not lose.
Besides …
He was more powerful than the other party.
He could lose.
But he could not be a coward.
If he was a coward, what would that mean?
"Cousin Bulang, what do you think?"
Hun Xiu smiled faintly.
The moment he said this.
Hun Bulang was instantly enraged.
What was going on?
After such a long time …
Was he looking down on him?
He, a five-star Dou Sheng, was being looked down on by a One Star level Dou Sheng.
Even if he could tolerate it, he could not.
Hun Bulang felt that he needed to let Hun Xiu know what a five-star Dou Sheng was and what it meant to respect the strong.
Hun Bulang said, "Cousin Hun Xiu, since you are so confident that you can defeat me."
"Then let me have a taste of my cousin's skills."
After saying that …
Hun Bulang attacked Hun Xiu.
"Good."
Hun Xiu held the Xuanyuan Sword and went forward.
Bang.
Bang.
Bang.
…
The space shook.
It was powerful.
The fighting techniques were gorgeous.
If this happened in the outside world, who knew how much damage it would cause to the continent?
The Xuanyuan Sword was sharp and domineering.
Even someone as powerful as Hun Bulang did not dare to take it head-on. He could only avoid it.
The two exchanged more than a hundred moves. Gorgeous and terrifying fighting techniques were used.
The more Hun Bulang fought, the more strenuous it became. He did not know if it was an illusion, but he felt that Hun Xiu was getting stronger.
The fighting energy in his body seemed to be inexhaustible.
It became increasingly powerful and terrifying.
In the end, he had no choice but to avoid it. He switched from offense to defense.
He became the passive party.
On the contrary, Hun Xiu became more and more powerful.
As the two fought, Hun Xiu seemed to have the upper hand.
Although it was only a little bit, it was not very obvious.
However …
Anyone with a discerning eye knew.
Even Hun Bulang himself knew that his "defeat" was only a matter of time.
"Soon, soon."
…
Hun Xiu became more and more excited. He could feel that he was almost there.
He was about to break through.
Boom.
After Hun Xiu forced Hun Bulang to retreat, the aura on his body rose rapidly. His fighting energy, which was originally not much, became abundant again.
A terrifying aura burst out from Hun Xiu's body and filled the entire space.
"This …"
Hun Bulang sensed Hun Xiu's aura and was slightly stunned.
His expression gradually became serious.
At this moment …
He finally understood why Hun Xiu was getting stronger and stronger.
It turned out that this kid was using him as a whetstone.
At this moment, Hun Xiu and Hun Bulang understood that he had broken through to the Second Star Dou Sheng.
From his body …
Hun Bulang felt a dangerous aura.
This aura was not weak.
Therefore, his expression became serious.
Hun Xiu was a One Star Dou Sheng with the "Golden Sword". It was enough to be on par with him.
Now …
Hun Xiu was a Second Star Dou Sheng with the "Golden Sword". Would he still be a match for Hun Xiu?
This was the question.
Sensing the strength in his body, Hun Xiu's confidence soared. He felt that his body was filled with strength.
It would not be a problem to beat Hun Bulang.
Holding the Xuan Yuan Sword, Hun Xiu was in high spirits. His aura was extraordinary. The aura of an emperor swept out. He looked sharply at Hun Bulang and said, "Cousin Bufan Lang, it's time to end this."
Hun Bulang said in a deep voice, "It's indeed time to end this."
"Shall we end this in one move?"
"Sure."
"Okay."
"Three Thousand Lightning God Fist."
Hun Bulang shouted.
Purple lightning surged out of his body and covered his fist. The entire space was filled with lightning at this moment.
The lightning was like a spirit snake dancing wildly.
It covered the entire space.
Boom.
Hun Bulang did not hesitate and threw out a punch.
A huge shadow of a thunderous fist appeared and headed straight for Hun Xiu with an astonishing momentum.
Hun Xiu felt the tyrannical lightning on his fist.
Naturally, he did not hesitate.
He held the sword in his right hand.
He slowly raised his left hand.
Just like that, a ball of black flames appeared.
Hun Xiu threw the Xuan Yuan Sword upwards. Melanitis followed closely behind.
The Xuan Yuan Sword gradually turned into a huge golden dragon. Melanitis also turned into a black dragon at this moment.
Roar!
The dragon roar shook the heavens and the earth.
The space trembled non-stop.
The two huge dragons entwined with each other and headed toward the huge lightning fist.