Xing Luoshuang was stunned, standing blankly in place.

As a direct descendant of the Xing family, coupled with her beautiful appearance, she had no idea how many men usually tried to pursue her.

This was the first time she had been interested in a man, but the reply she received was that she was really annoying?

Xing Luoshuang's eyes instantly turned red.

Qiao Yu couldn't stand it anymore at this time, and he opened his mouth to persuade Lan Ting.

"Are you called Lan Ting? The girl is so cute, how can you be so fierce to her? You're wrong to be like this!"

Faced with Qiao Yu's condemnation, Lan Ting was not angry, but narrowed his eyes.

"Nether energy can only be obtained by hunting each other, so you don't need to say so much, because only one of us can live."

As soon as Lan Ting said this, the whole audience was in an uproar.

Those bystanders were shocked.

Who is Lan Ting?

He is a super genius who has appeared in the Ninth Universe in recent years!

Lan Ting was born in an inconspicuous small town, without any background or power.

But along the way, he seemed to have a cheat, first relying on his own strength to destroy the forces that were hostile to his Lan family.

He also relied on his talent to successfully be spotted by a famous academy and exceptionally accepted as a student.

After Lan Ting entered the academy, he had resources and his cultivation improved by leaps and bounds, trampling countless original geniuses in the academy under his feet, and was exceptionally accepted as a personal disciple by the dean of the academy.

And his recent record is to kill a Saint realm expert with the strength of the peak of the Emperor realm!

It can be said that the script Lan Ting got in life was definitely that of a chosen one.

Today, they actually heard Lan Ting, who had always thought he was invincible, say that he and the strange young man opposite him could only live one, how could this not shock them?

"Hey, why are you so humorless?" Qiao Yu shrugged.

"You are the second inheritor I've met."

Lan Ting's tone was very calm, and he drew out a long spear as he spoke.

"The last person also had a lot to say. In the end, I used my Qing Cang spear to pierce his throat, and he couldn't speak anymore. You will be next."

A spear about two meters long appeared in Lan Ting's hand, and the spear shone with a terrible cold light, which made people feel chills.

Qiao Yu didn't act carelessly either, and directly took out the Zhulong Yanyue Blade (Candelabra Dragon Crescent Blade).

The Chi Yan Hammer (Scarlet Flame Hammer) was smashed by his good uncle, and now he only had a Zhulong Yanyue Blade left.

But anyway, the Chi Yan Hammer was robbed, so it didn't hurt if it was smashed.

If the Zhulong Yanyue Blade was smashed, Qiao Yu would really cry to death.

Lan Ting slowly raised the Qing Cang spear, the tip of the spear pointing directly at Qiao Yu's throat.

From a long distance away, Qiao Yu felt his throat was a little dry. This was the effect of the baleful aura on the tip of the spear.

Obviously, many people had died under this spear!

So much so that the baleful aura on the spear could affect Qiao Yu from a long distance away.

But Qiao Yu was not afraid at all. It was as if no one had any baleful aura on them.

The baleful aura on Lan Ting's spear came from killing people, but the baleful aura on his blade came from killing ghosts!

The Zhulong Yanyue Blade shook gently, and an unparalleled baleful aura shook away, even the Qing Cang spear was suppressed.

The Qing Cang spear trembled violently, and then, a cyan three-clawed dragon rose into the sky. The terrifying dragon might instantly offset the baleful aura suppression of the Zhulong Yanyue Blade, making the surrounding people feel a little frightened.

"What a terrible weapon spirit! It is said that the weapon spirit of this Qing Cang spear is a Jiao dragon (Flood dragon) with true dragon blood. With the growth of Lan Ting, this weapon spirit has the possibility of returning to its ancestors and becoming a true dragon!"

"Yes, it makes people feel breathless just from a long distance! Lan Ting is even more powerful with this spear!"

"That kid's weapon doesn't look weak either, but obviously the weapon spirit inside is not very good! It's suppressed by the Qing Jiao dragon (Azure Flood Dragon) and doesn't even dare to show its face!"

"But it's also normal, you know, the hierarchy within the Dragon Clan is very strict. The three-clawed Qing Jiao dragon is already extremely terrifying!"

Everyone was talking about it, and in their opinion, Qiao Yu was clearly at a disadvantage in the confrontation at the weapon level.

The cyan dragon soared beside Lan Ting, looking extremely majestic.

Looking at Qiao Yu, the shape of the Zhulong Yanyue Blade looked very cool, but so far there was no sign of any weapon spirit appearing.

Then there were only two possibilities. One was that there was no weapon spirit in this blade at all, and the other was that there was a weapon spirit, but the weapon spirit was suppressed by the cyan dragon and did not dare to appear.

In either case, it was clear that Lan Ting's Qing Cang spear was better.

It was a pity that everyone's guesses were wrong, and neither possibility was correct.

The reason why the weapon spirit of the Zhulong Yanyue Blade did not appear was very simple. Zhujiuyin (Candle Dragon) was asleep...

"Damn it, buddy, don't sleep at this time, wake up!"

Qiao Yu was also anxious. This Zhujiuyin was too unreliable. He could sleep at any time, but he had to sleep at this time.

And his expression fell in everyone's eyes, and there was another interpretation.

"I thought that kid was so powerful. Look at how anxious he is. He must be scared!"

"Isn't it normal to be afraid? You can try facing Lan Ting's Qing Cang spear. Wouldn't you be afraid?"

"That's right, the weapon spirit of the Qing Cang spear is too powerful. I feel like I can't even beat that three-clawed Jiao dragon, let alone Lan Ting himself."

Everyone couldn't help but sigh again at Lan Ting's power.

And Lan Ting himself finally lost his patience.

"If you want to use this kind of ostentatious behavior to fight for more time to live, then there's no need. This is simply an insult to your identity as an inheritor. It will only make me despise you even more."

As soon as Lan Ting finished speaking, the three-clawed Qing Jiao dragon beside him also demonstrated with its master, opening its bloody mouth and letting out a roar that resounded through the sky.

The roar was so loud that even the eardrums of the onlookers were faintly aching.

Some of the weaker ones even had blood coming out of their ears.

But when Qiao Yu heard this roar, he was overjoyed instead.

It was really timely help. Isn't such a loud roar like a ding-ding-ding alarm clock for Zhujiuyin?

Sure enough, in the next second, a wild and ancient terrifying aura awakened from the Zhulong Yanyue Blade.

The humans present could not feel this aura, but the Qing Jiao dragon, who was also a weapon spirit, was instantly stunned in place, and the roar stopped abruptly.

He opened his mouth wide, and his huge beast pupils were filled with disbelief.

Impossible, how is this possible? How could that level of existence become a weapon spirit?

"Xiao Qing, what's wrong with you?"

Lan Ting frowned slightly. As the master, he naturally noticed the abnormality of the Qing Jiao dragon as soon as possible.

But the Qing Jiao dragon did not respond to him, but just stared straight at the Yanyue Blade in Qiao Yu's hand.

In the next second, a cold snort entered the Qing Jiao dragon's ears.

This three-clawed Qing Jiao dragon was instantly frightened out of its wits, and all the scales on its body stood up!

The Qing Jiao dragon turned its head and burrowed into the Qing Cang spear.

Next, no matter how Lan Ting called, the Qing Jiao dragon did not respond at all, as if it were dead.

This sudden change stunned everyone!

"What exactly did you do?!"

Lan Ting turned his head and questioned Qiao Yu. His intuition told him that this matter must have something to do with Qiao Yu.

"I didn't do anything. The main reason is not me, but the weapon spirit in my blade!" Qiao Yu said.

As soon as he finished speaking, the whole audience was in an uproar!

What level of terrifying existence could scare the Qing Jiao dragon weapon spirit into shrinking back into the weapon without daring to react?

The legendary true dragon?

"Weapon spirit? What exactly is the weapon spirit of your blade?" Lan Ting asked in a deep voice.

Everyone also craned their necks to listen. They also wanted to know what kind of weapon spirit could scare the Qing Jiao dragon like this.

Qiao Yu raised the Zhulong Yanyue Blade in the eyes of everyone who longed for knowledge, and slowly said.

"What the weapon spirit is doesn't matter. What matters is that my weapon spirit is male, and your weapon spirit is female. When your female weapon spirit sees my male weapon spirit, it won't work!"