Chapter 822 Concession!

Only one of the figures raised a jade flute in his hand, blocking the light, and made a crisp sound.

With one move, the hearts of Jimo Ya and Shangqiu Mengqian sank.

The other party was unexpectedly tough.

Looking at each other, the two moved together, the movements were as fast as lightning, but in an instant, more than ten moves were passed.

They are all split at the touch of a touch, and there is no intention of fighting.

With the eyesight of most of the people present, they didn't see anything, they just saw two figures flying in mid-air. There was no aura overflowing, and there was no strong wind. It was completely peaceful.

"Is this because my realm is not enough? Could it be that the battle among the mysterious spirit masters has reached the realm of returning to the basics and restraining the spiritual energy?"

"I didn't understand it either. If these two mysterious spirit masters fought, the world would be turned upside down, and there wouldn't be any movement at all, right?"

"Otherwise, why are we only true spiritual masters, and others are mysterious spiritual masters?"

These are all onlookers who humbly want to learn something, but don't see anything.

On the contrary, Xuenv, Baili Zixi and other mysterious spirit masters looked more dignified. Their realms are not too far apart, and they can be seen more or less clearly.

Although Jimo Ya and Shangqiu Mengqian looked like they were fighting fast, there was nothing to watch, and there was no fireworks.

But in their eyes, it was a trick to hide murderous intentions, and one mistake could be life-threatening.

Nangong Beichen and Bai Chenfeng's faces were gloomy, watching Jimo Ya and Shangqiu Mengqian fight, they knew how big the gap was with him.

Both of them are not stupid, Jimo Ya is clearly using Shangqiu Mengqian to warn them of their wishful thinking about Huan Qingyan.

Baili Zixi managed to maintain her composure on the face, but her heart was overwhelmed. She always thought that besides Gong Ziya, she was the most powerful among the younger generation.

But after entering the secret realm, he was hit one after another, let alone the appearance of Xuenv, but now it seems that Shangqiu Mengqian is faintly higher than himself.

This is not good news for myself.

The rest of the people also had their own thoughts, but after the two people in the field each hit a palm, they retreated and landed slowly.

What's happening here? Who's winning?

After the silence, Shangqiu Mengqian spoke, the arrogance between his eyebrows subsided, and his expression was correct: "You won!"

Jimo Ya nodded slightly: "Accept!"

This is Jimo Ya winning.

Huan Qingyan was overjoyed, and was about to step forward to hold Jimo Ya's hand, wishing to praise him, when Shangqiu Mengqian said again: "But I won't give up, my lord!"

I go! Huan Qingyan's face immediately darkened.

Jimo Ya couldn't help but twitched his hands, feeling the urge to step forward and beat him up again.

Shangqiu Mengqian sighed, feeling wronged: "Yanyan, if one day Jimo Ya treats you badly, the door of my Shangqiu family will always be open for you!"

Huan Qingyan really wanted to suggest, Ya Shuai, why don't you get rid of him!

Before he could open his mouth, he felt the surrounding air suddenly speed up, and a gust of evil wind rose from the flat ground.

The yellow sand on the ground was rolled up and gathered layer by layer towards the sky.

The wind is getting stronger and stronger, carrying yellow sand, covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

But in a short time, the sand city was covered by the yellow sand storm, and the sky suddenly became dark, with extremely low visibility.

Everyone hastily covered their mouths and noses. In this kind of sandstorm, if you are not careful, you will eat a mouthful of sand.

Jimo Ya firmly hugged Huan Qingyan in his arms, swiped his hand a few times in the air, and a small windshield enveloped the two of them.