"Just you? You want to stop me too?!" After hearing what Dai Xiuzhu said, the monster-level disciple couldn't help but sneer and ridicule.
After saying that, the monster-level disciple raised his palm and struck Dai Xiuzhu in the chest. With a bang, Dai Xiuzhu was immediately knocked to the ground.
"puff--"
Dai Xiuzhu spurted a mouthful of turbid blood, and the long sword in his hand was knocked away.
"Senior Brother Dai!" Feng Xinglan exclaimed, with a flash of surprise in his eyes. He didn't expect Dai Xiuzhu to buy time for him and Yan Chen like this.
The old monster-level disciple sneered, "I will take off the heads of the three of you and use your blood to erase the stigma of our Tiansu Immortal Academy."
After saying that, all the coercion in his body was unleashed.
boom!
The pressure of power suppressed Feng Xinglan and the others in place, making them unable to resist at all.
Just when the monster-level old disciple raised his sword and wanted to chop off Yan Chen's head, his expression suddenly changed, and he stared at his hand for a moment.
I saw that the hand holding the sword was locked by a light blue aperture technique.
"who?!"
The monster-level old disciple was furious and looked over at the source of the power aura, only to see that the person controlling the aperture technique was none other than Zhongli Wuyuan.
Zhongli Wuyuan's face turned pale, and he seemed to have used all his strength to stop the monster-level old disciple.
The monster-level old disciple stared at Zhongli Wuyuan with sinister eyes, "Oh, you are seeking your own death!"
His strength suddenly surged, and then he broke free from the aperture spell set by Zhongli Wuyuan, ducked in the direction of Zhongli Wuyuan, raised his sword and stabbed Zhongli Wuyuan in the heart.
"Zhongli!"
At that critical moment, a silver long sword suddenly appeared in mid-air. It was extremely fast, so fast that it was almost invisible. With a 'whoosh', it directly penetrated the heart of the monster-level disciple!
The monster-level disciple's pupils suddenly shrank, and blood poured out of his mouth.
He raised his hand with difficulty and touched his heart with trembling fingers. His fingertips were all covered with warm blood.
"It's... who..."
Before the monster-level disciple could finish speaking, his body fell to the ground helplessly.
'Bang' sound.
The owner of this silver sword was Yunzheng. The moment she was distracted and threw out the sword, her back was exposed and she was punched hard by Long Junhao.
boom!
Yunzheng felt severe pain in her back, making her face pale for a moment.
"Zheng Zheng!" Feng Xinglan and others couldn't help shouting worriedly.
Yunzheng stood up quickly, endured the pain, and while avoiding Long Junhao's attack, asked loudly: "Can you still hold on?"
Zhongli Wuyuan: "Of course you can."
Feng Xinglan stood up with difficulty, and slowly clasped the hilt of the sword with his fingers. With a determined look on his cold brows, he said word by word: "In the storm, there is no precedent for letting a companion fight alone."
Yan Chen also forced himself to stand up. His face was pale and his handsome face was still stained with blood, but he still maintained a gentle smile.
"Can hold on."
Mu Yin was also beaten and was unable to do anything, but he still shouted: "I am the most resistant to beatings. I can last until the end of the game!"
When Yunzheng heard these words, she recalled the previous battles with firm eyes.
She smiled and said: "Then keep fighting!"
She did not summon the cubs to help because she believed that they could stand alone, believed in their abilities even more, and believed that they would become stronger with each battle.
Her Fengyun friends are never weak.
Long Junhao heard their conversation and found it ridiculous. He looked at Yunzheng and said: "If you can't win, you just can't win. There are limits to human physical and spiritual power. It's obvious that they are close to the limit. As long as they can't win, they can't win." If they fall, their heads will be cut off by monsters like us!”
"You might as well persuade them to get off the ring early. Wouldn't it be safer?"
There was a bit of confusion and cold-blooded ridicule in Long Junhao's tone.
Yunzheng raised her hand to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, and smiled, amazingly, "But people will break through their limits again and again."
Long Junhao sneered at this view.
Then, he decided to show his true strength. He wanted to get rid of Yunzheng quickly. The longer he delayed, the greater the change might be!
With a 'boom', Long Junhao's whole body was covered by a layer of golden light. In an instant, his whole body was like a 'golden light Buddha statue'.
His aura of power became stronger.
When Yunzheng saw this, his eyes froze.
His defense ability and attack ability have been improved, I'm afraid he is really going to take action!
Long Junhao raised his hands together, and a seal instantly appeared in mid-air.
He shouted lowly.
"Eight moves of Dragon Fist, the dragon roams in the sky!"
As the words fell, eight phantoms of golden dragons instantly appeared on the stage, and they attacked unstoppably towards Yunzheng at a terrifying speed.
Yunzheng's eyes narrowed and he immediately raised his palm to fight back.
"Si Tian Divine Seal!"
Boom boom boom——
The two forces collided suddenly. Eight golden dragon shadows and a huge palm print kept colliding with each other, and the entire arena was shaking.
Under everyone's shocked gazes, the ground in the middle where Yunzheng and Long Junhao were standing began to crack, and it seemed that it could not withstand the crazy squeezing of the two forces and exploded.
Yunzheng continued to use the spiritual power in her body to support the 'Si Tian Divine Seal'.
Long Junhao's eyes changed slightly, she actually caught it?
This Yunzheng is indeed a rare genius, but his power is far more than this. He wants this Yunzheng to know what a real monster is!
Long Junhao roared angrily, and the power of his palms suddenly increased several times. The shadows of the eight golden dragons suddenly solidified, carrying a terrifying aura of pressure, crushing towards Yunzheng's 'Si Tian Divine Seal' Come.
Boom boom boom!
Yunzheng's move was broken, and the eight golden dragon phantoms struck her hard.
There was a loud bang, and Yunzheng's entire body was blown to the ground. Just when she was about to fall out of the ring, a dagger suddenly appeared in her hand, and the dagger was stuck on the ground of the ring.
Stab——
At the last moment, she stopped at the edge of the ring.
At this moment, Long Junhao's figure flashed quickly, and just when his fist was about to hit Yunzheng, Yunzheng suddenly pulled out a dagger from the ground and stabbed it into Long Junhao's leg.
Long Junhao was keenly aware that he gave up attacking Yunzheng in order to avoid the attack.
In the blink of an eye, Yunzheng had already stood up.
Yunzheng's throat was constantly filled with fishy sweetness, and there was no part of her body that was not in pain. Her eyebrows were scratched by sharp stones, and blood dripped on her eyelashes, adding a bit of indescribable elegance to her. smell.
Long Junhao was slightly surprised and asked puzzledly: "You can still hold on? Why don't you show your trump card?"
Yunzheng raised his eyes and said, "I don't need a trump card to deal with you."
This sentence successfully angered Long Junhao.
Long Junhao punched Yunzheng again. This time, Yunzheng counterattacked directly because she also punched.
boom!
When the two fists collided, the air flow in the space was instantly disrupted, and the strong wind spread out instantly.
Yunzheng used the flaming fire fist, which just restrained Long Junhao's golden fist.
Long Junhao's expression changed instantly, because Yunzheng's fire fist was so powerful that he couldn't break through her defense.
The two started fighting instantly.
After playing for more than two hundred rounds, it seemed that they were evenly matched.
The more people watched, the more frightened they became. What kind of genius is this Yunzheng? ! To be able to fight Long Junhao for so long!
Half an hour later, the two men's spiritual energy was almost exhausted, and their injuries were increasing.
Long Junhao was panting from exhaustion and his face was extremely ugly. He was a person at the sixth level of the Sovereign Realm, but so far he had only tied with a little girl at the third level of the Sovereign Realm!
He gritted his teeth and decided not to lose this game!
He's going to use his trump card!
But at the moment when he was about to use his trump card, he suddenly faced a pair of blood pupils, his mind went blank for a moment, and then there was a burning pain in his face.
boom!
His body was smashed to the ground, and he groaned in pain. When he opened his eyes and wanted to see clearly what those mysterious blood pupils were, he found that he...
Fell out of the ring! ! !
