The red dust sword energy stopped in front of a certain talented king from outside the territory.
The proud king's lips were trembling, his pupils were dilated, his face was pale, and his body could not stop shaking. A large amount of sweat continued to flow down his cheeks, collected on his chin, dripped down, and soaked the clothes on his chest.
The other Prodigy Kings were all the same, they were all weak and felt like they were surviving a disaster!
They were glad that they just shouted out the word "admit defeat"!
If it was me who was shouting to admit defeat, I would probably be dead by now.
The opponent's sword energy was too fast, making them feel desperate!
The muscles on the faces of the ancient ancestors and senior officials of various forces outside the territory were shaking violently.
Originally, they thought it was almost done, and they were all ready to let their respective prodigy kings admit defeat and step down.
They know very well that there is little point in continuing, and they will die in vain.
Because the attrition was too serious, at first seventy or eighty people were besieging them, and they could still fight a protracted battle. Now there are only about thirty people, and more than half of them have been reduced. It is impossible to extend the fighting time, and it will only make Jun Wuxie's killing speed faster and faster. quick.
Who would have thought that when they were about to transmit their spiritual thoughts, Jun Wuxie would use such a thunderous method to kill all their proud kings with one sword!
Although the entire army was not wiped out in the end, there were only a dozen or so people left!
call!
In the small world, Jun Wuxie was panting slightly, his complexion was no longer as rosy as when he was at his peak, he was a little pale, and there was a slight sweat on his temples.
"Well, Jun Wuxie, looking at you like this, it seems that you have no strength to fight anymore."
The Holy Son of the Dragon Hunter walked out of his seat and said with a smile: "In this state, you are far from my opponent. I allow you to step down and rest, lest you say that this Holy Son is invincible."
"Despicable!"
On Canglan's side, Jian Chen and others said coldly: "It's obvious that you are afraid of the Lord and God, so you used the provoking method to prevent the Lord and God from resting and fight you in this state. It's really a dirty trick!"
"That's right! You people from outside the territory are really rotten. You are so despicable. They are simply worse than a bunch of pigs and dogs!"
The people watching the battle from the air were all angry, and many people yelled at people outside the territory.
In the past, they would not have dared to do this, fearing that people outside the territory would retaliate or kill them on the spot.
But it's different now. With the king and god here, people from outside the territory don't dare to make mistakes!
Otherwise, Pavilion Master Mu would not stand idly by.
The Dragon Hunting Saint Son and others looked extremely ugly after being insulted like this.
Their eyes swept across the people in the air around them, their murderous intent undisguised.
If they weren't afraid of the eternal giant behind Jun Wuxie, these people would have killed them all if they dared to speak rudely like this!
"You bunch of ants, when Jun Wuxie is defeated, I don't know if you will still be as confident as you are now!"
The Holy Son of Dragon Hunter looked at Gaotai Xiaotiandi with cold eyes, and said in a cold voice: "Jun Wuxie, if you don't dare to fight anymore, I will allow you to rest! Now, do you want to continue fighting, or do you want to rest and then fight again?" "
"I don't need a break when dealing with a weakling like you."
Jun Wuxie's plain voice came from Xiaotiandi. Although his chest was rising and falling violently and he was panting a little, he was full of confidence.
"Junshen, you can't fall into their tricks!"
In the air all around, everyone was extremely anxious.
How could the Lord and God agree to continue fighting?
He needs to rest now. He has just ended the fierce battle with dozens of genius kings. His energy and energy are severely exhausted, but he has to fight against a saint-level powerhouse. This is too passive.
"Hahaha! As expected of Lord Dawn, he is really arrogant!"
The Dragon Hunting Son had a sneer on his lips as he walked towards the high platform step by step, "You are quite capable of counterattacking under the siege of more than seventy geniuses.
However, as far as this Holy Son is concerned, you are actually just like that.
To counter-kill them, you rely on your realm advantage and the long blood of the body cultivator.
In front of this Holy Son, your realm advantage will only turn into a disadvantage.
Are you mentally prepared to face death? "
The Holy Son of the Dragon Hunter entered the small world with a very tall posture and an extremely powerful look, with a kind of domineering and wildness all over his body.
In his cave, the blackened violent blood pill melted rapidly, and the vast blood-colored energy and mysterious laws flowed through his limbs and bones, and then gathered in the sea of stars, causing his momentum to rise crazily.
Everyone was shocked!
The aura of the Dragon Hunting Son has risen so rapidly that even a strong man in the forbidden realm should not be able to rise like this.
The intensity of his breath suddenly increased a hundred times, and then quickly rushed to a thousand or ten thousand times!
"How stupid."
Jun Wuxie obviously saw the problem.
The rising aura of the Dragon Hunting Son is not just the use of sublimation secret techniques, but also a very special mysterious power that enhances his realm and the divinely forbidden realm.
His keen sense sensed something akin to the darkest evil in that special mysterious power.
"Jun Wuxie, suffer death!"
The pupils of the Dragon Hunting Son have turned blood red, and his whole person is full of violence, and he seems to be bloodthirsty.
"Dragon Controller!"
The Holy Son of Dragon Hunting came to kill, and he blasted forward with his palms. The light of the secret law bloomed, and the endless laws boiled and filled the world.
The violent roar of dragons shook the mountains and rivers, and dozens of large, bloody dragons evolved, forming a formation and crushing towards Jun Wuxie.
Jun Wuxie's expression was solemn, and various visionary scenes suddenly appeared around his body, and the vast blood energy was like a surging ocean.
When he swung his fist forward, all kinds of phenomena merged instantly, and followed his fist mark to strike forward!
"He wants to decide the outcome with one move, forcibly integrating various secret techniques and integrating thousands of moves into one blow!"
People outside the territory sneered.
This shows that Jun Wuxie's blood energy consumption is more serious than they imagined, otherwise as a body cultivator, he would not choose such a fighting method.
"Hahaha! Want to decide the outcome with one move? It seems that you are at the end of your rope. How dare you struggle even though you are so powerful?"
The dragon-hunting Saint Son's black hair danced wildly, his whole body lit up with the light of bloodline runes, and the power of the dragon-controlling hand increased sharply again.
Dozens of large dragons merged instantly and turned into a giant dragon that was as big as a mountain. It roared and rushed towards Jun Wuxie's fist seal!
But in an instant, the smile on the Dragon Hunting Son's face solidified.
That fist seal was extremely domineering, as if it had the sharpness and killing power to blast through everything in the world.
His dragon control hand was actually broken in an instant, and the giant dragon collapsed into a rain of light amidst the wails.
"Ten Thousand Dragons Picture, all methods are indestructible!"
His pupils shrank, and he immediately used the secret defense technique. A huge formation formed in front of him, with thousands of dragons shuttled on it.
Loud bang!
The fist seal that bloomed with chaotic golden light penetrated the Ten Thousand Dragons Diagram and blasted the body of the Dragon Hunting Son into the air, causing him to scream in pain.
Almost at the same time, mysterious runes bloomed under Jun Wuxie's feet, teleporting across the sky, and his golden palms shot down like giant Buddha's hands.
The Holy Son of Dragon Hunting was inexplicably frightened. He originally wanted to reorganize his physical body, but his opponent's speed was too fast, and he couldn't make it in time.
At this time, his heart was full of reluctance, but he knew that there was no chance. The situation was over and he could only leave the opportunity to other saints and saints.
For a moment, he was about to admit defeat, but he was horrified to find that he couldn't make any sound!
No! !
With only his head left, the Holy Son of the Dragon Hunter roared heartbreakingly in the sea of consciousness.
The next moment, the palm of chaotic golden light fell, and its entire head exploded directly, turning into blood mist.
The whole place was silent!
Immediately, there was excitement and cheers.
"Hahaha, the Holy Son of Dragon Hunting just now was so shameless that the King and God were nothing in front of him, but he got on stage and was punched to death by the weak King and God!"
"What does it mean to be a king with a strong mouth? This is it."
"Well, now I have to admit that the Holy Son from outside the territory is really the ceiling of his generation. Don't get me wrong, I'm talking about the ceiling of the strong mouth, hahaha!"
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The ancient ancestors, senior officials, saints and saints from outside the territory who stood up in shock looked very gloomy when they heard these taunts.
Especially the people from the Holy Dragon Hunting Sect, they really want to slap those people to death!
They took a deep breath, restrained the murderous intention in their hearts, and looked at the scene in the small world in shock and anger. The blood mist in the air had not yet dissipated.
A Holy Son who used the Blackened Violent Blood Pill was actually killed in this way. His body and soul were destroyed, and not even his bones were left!
"Damn it! We still underestimated him, thinking that he would consume a lot, but we didn't expect that his blow that forcibly combined various secret techniques would have such terrifying power!"
Looking at Jun Wuxie, who was suspended in the air and gasping for air, his face obviously much paler than before, the ancestors and senior officials of the Dragon Hunting Sect had gloomy eyes and pale faces.
Originally, they thought that when the Holy Son on their side came to power, they should be sure to severely injure Jun Wuxie.
That way, they get major credit.
Now that the Holy Son has been defeated, the main credit has to fall into the hands of several other major forces.
"I'm really unwilling!"
The ancient ancestors and senior officials of the Holy Dragon Hunting Sect clenched their fists and were in a very bad mood.
Their losses were too heavy. The Holy Son was the most talented person in a long time. Now he died here, but the result did not meet their expectations!
"At the end of the crossbow! I want to see if you can still deliver such a blow!"
The Holy Son Wuchen climbed onto the high platform and entered the small world.
"You are still shameless outside the territory! Back then, you were fighting on wheels, but now you are still fighting on wheels, how shameless!"
Everyone was angry.
This Holy Son of Wuchen didn't even ask if Lord Jun wanted to rest, and went directly to the stage for a duel!
"Three thousand weak water!"
Holy Son Wuchen was worried about Jun Wuxie's suggestion to rest. He had already absorbed the power of the elixir off the stage, and when he came up, he was extremely sublime and used secret magic powers!
A vast ocean of pale ink color emerged, submerging most of the world.
Endless huge waves are rolling in the ocean, and every drop of weak water has the terrifying effect of dissolving everything.
He rushed over with weak water.
Jun Wuxie was panting, and various strange phenomena appeared around his body again.
It was still the same punch that killed the Dragon Hunting Son before.
The fist seal was so powerful that it was like a burning sun of chaos, blasting through the vast sky, drying up the weak water and the ocean along the way. It was unparalleled in strength!
"Weak water transforms the world, beyond the five elements!"
Holy Son Wuchen was shocked. He didn't expect his opponent to have such power. He hurriedly used his magical power and used the power of weak water to build a special space barrier, so that he was temporarily out of the "Five Elements".
"Let's see how you break my defense. After this blow, how many more blows can you deliver?"
He had a sneer on his face, extremely confident in his weak water world.
But the moment he finished speaking, his smile froze.
Boom!
The fist seal penetrated his weak water world, absolutely locking him, making him unable to avoid it, and directly blasted his head to pieces without even having time to scream.
The aftermath of the fist seal was so powerful that his body turned into blood mist, leaving nothing behind.
"how so?!"
The ancient ancestor of the Wuchen Holy Sect was extremely frightened and furious, his eyes fixed on waiting for the figure in the small world whose body was shaking and panting violently.
It was obvious that he was at the end of his strength, but he killed two saints one after another.
He knew very well how strong their sect's defensive skills were.
That kind of defensive technique shouldn't be hit, it's beyond the scope of the Five Elements!
"Don't go up first!"
He secretly told Saint Wuchen that fortunately there was a Saint who was not weaker than the Holy Son.
But now he couldn't continue to go on stage. He felt that the man named Jun could still struggle to his death and support others.
Next, it is the wisest choice to let the saint sons of other forces come on stage first, and then consume the surnamed Jun once or twice, and then let their saint girls come on stage to fight with them.
