Facing Sun Jun's challenge, many of the true disciples of the sect suppressed their restlessness and did not want to cause trouble for themselves.
The disciples from Shangqing Palace and Landuo Temple who just took the stage are both geniuses on the Qianlong List, especially Juexin, who is born with a Buddha's heart. He practices imperial-level skills and his body has been tempered to the extreme of the Wuzong realm, but he still failed. To do it so neatly shows how terrifying Sun Jun's strength is. At this time, no one dares to claim victory easily.
After a moment, a young man in black flashed and stepped onto the ring, saying: "I am Mo Fei, the Shura Demon Clan. You have a quarter of an hour to recover now!"
Although Sun Jun has shown super strength, in his opinion, all this is just because of the blood of gods and demons, and he himself is of demon blood, so he is naturally stronger than the opponent, so he is not willing to take advantage of Sun Jun. Cheap, so as not to be gossiped about if you win.
Sun Jun shook his head and said: "No need, let's take action!"
"Since you are looking for death, then accept the move!"
Mo Fei's face turned cold. Immediately, the energy in his body surged rapidly, and a terrifying black demonic energy appeared on his body. His body began to metamorphose, with a layer of fine black cuticle and some sharp bone spurs appearing. Then his figure flashed, and he arrived in an instant. Sun Jun punched out in front of him.
Sun Jun's figure seemed to have no time to react, and was penetrated by his punch, but it turned into red smoke and dissipated, turning out to be just a phantom clone.
At the same time, a figure in red clothes appeared behind Murphy. He was immediately punched, and with a bang, his body flew out like a cannonball.
Mo Fei fell to the ground and vomited a mouthful of blood. As soon as he stood up, his expression changed again, because there was a figure above him who was stepping down quickly with one foot, so he instantly used his body skills and the figure flashed away.
Immediately, Sun Jun stepped down from the sky, with a bang, the ground shook violently, and Mo Fei's body became a little unsteady.
At this moment, a figure in red clothes flashed towards him. Mo Fei was unable to dodge and was punched in the chest again. He vomited blood and could no longer get up.
Under the ring, a Martial Emperor-level demon king from the Shura Demon Clan turned gloomy. Mo Fei is the most outstanding genius in the Wuzong realm under him. After activating the Shura Demon Clan bloodline, his combat power was much stronger than Juexin just now, but he still lost to Sun Jun. Is the martial arts of the gods and demons of Emperor Shenwu really more powerful than the martial arts of Inner Heaven and Earth?
Immediately, the Nanhuang Monster Clan, the Four Seas Dragon Palace, and the eight supreme sects also sent their top disciples to the stage, but Sun Jun was defeated in a very short time.
It wasn't until no one challenged him that he canceled the demon blood transformation. The scales on his body disappeared, his muscles shrank, and he returned to his original appearance. His aura became extremely weak, but his eyes were extremely bright, and in his mind Many insights into the secrets of the law of fire emerged, and the martial soul became more refined, but it was a fruitful harvest.
At this time, high-level representatives from the Shangqing Palace, Landuo Temple, Yao Clan, Demon Clan and other major forces also discovered some mysteries of the martial arts of gods and demons. It turns out that the martial arts of gods and demons are not only strong in blood and body, but also go further than the strong men of the Inner Heaven and Earth Martial Arts at the same level in condensing acupoints. Therefore, the upper limit of true energy is far beyond the same level. This is why Sun Jun can grow. Time maintains the demon's bloodline transformation.
Immediately, Lin An, the Crown Prince of the Imperial Dynasty, said: "Everyone, now that the competition at the Wuzong level is over, the next is the competition at the Wu King level."
At this time, a young man in blue flashed and stepped onto the ring, saying: "Han Miao, a disciple of the Canglang Sword Sect, is willing to teach all the strong Martial Kings of the same level!"
Before he finished speaking, a young man in white stepped onto the stage and said, "Bai Jiang, a disciple of the Xuantian Immortal Sect, please give me some advice!"
Han Miao cupped her fists and said, "Please enlighten me!"
Immediately, the two stood facing each other.
A white long sword appeared in Bai Jiang's hand. It was a fifth-level magic weapon. He practiced swordsmanship, so he would not be an idiot to compete with Han Miao physically.
A crystal long sword also appeared in Han Miao's hand. The Canglang Sword Sect was also a kendo sect, so naturally he also used a sword.
Immediately, Bai Jiang activated the Xuantian Sword Technique, an emperor-level secret skill. An extremely condensed Xuantian Sword Intention condensed on the edge of the sword, and the sword body bloomed with a white sword light.
Han Miao suddenly found that he was locked by a sword intention. He also activated the Canglang Sword Art to condense the Canglang Sword Intent. The Canglang Sword Technique was originally created by Patriarch Canglang. It was only a sixth-level top-grade technique, but it had long been perfected by Ling Feng to a ninth-level top-grade technique. Its power was not inferior to imperial-level sword techniques such as the Xuantian Sword Technique.
After a moment, Bai Jiang's sword intent reached its peak, and he suddenly swung his sword. Xuantian's sword intent turned into a vast sea and struck Han Miao.
As soon as this sword intent came out, many true disciples from various sects suddenly looked shocked. The strength of this sword intent had reached the peak of the sixth level. Even the strongest warriors at the peak of the sword intent were under this sword intent. , but also the death of the soul.
Immediately, Han Miao suddenly swung his sword, and Canglang's sword intent turned into a celestial river and swept out.
The Tianhe and the sea clashed against each other. The sea was boundless and the Tianhe surged endlessly. The two extremely pure sword intentions kept colliding and wearing away, and finally collapsed at the same time.
Immediately, the two figures flashed almost at the same time, slashing with swords, clashing with long swords, and the extremely pure sword energy collided fiercely. Immediately, the two figures retreated at the same time, and then attacked each other again.
Dang, dang, dang, the sound of long swords clashing kept ringing. The two figures staggered back and forth, the shadows of the swords were heavy, and dozens of moves were exchanged in a moment. Each move was extremely powerful and consumed a lot.
Fortunately, both of them were condensing top-quality golden elixirs and had deep magic power to support this kind of consumption.
After a while, the two exchanged swords and finally separated.
At this time, Han Miao was still holding the long sword and was calm and calm. But Bai Jiang's right hand holding the sword was cracked and trembling, and blood slowly dripped from his hand.
Han Miao cupped his fists and said, "When it comes to swordsmanship, you and I won't win or lose, but when it comes to martial arts, I am the winner. I'll give in!"
"Winning is winning, I am indeed not as good as you!"
After Bai Jiang finished speaking, he got off the ring.
At this time, everyone was talking about it under the ring, but very few people dared to go on stage. After all, Bai Jiang's sword intent just now could defeat ninety-nine percent of the peak Martial King warriors in the world, not to mention Han, who was stronger than Bai Jiang. Miao. Some people want to take action, but they are not sure enough, so they are still waiting for others to take action to test Han Miao's depth before taking action. This is the saying goes: know yourself and your enemy, and you can fight a hundred battles without danger.
After a while, a handsome young man in golden clothes stepped onto the ring. The man cupped his fists and said, "Ao Ming from the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea, I don't know the sword technique, so I will try my boxing skills with Brother Han, okay?"
Han Miao smiled and said: "I have long heard that the Heavenly Dragon Emperor Fist of the Four Seas Dragon Palace once dominated the past and was unbeatable. It is a great honor to be lucky enough to be here today!"
At this time, next to Prince Lin An, Miao Chunmei hummed: "This kid is really stupid, using his own shortcomings to attack the enemy's strong points!"
Lin An smiled and said: "Sister, don't worry. After being trained by Father, his strength is not limited to this. He will definitely win."
A moment later, the two were already fighting on the ring. The Dragon Clan's Tianlong Emperor Fist was indeed the Dragon Emperor's secret skill. Although Ao Ming had not learned everything, its power was unparalleled. Moreover, Ao Ming is the youngest son of a Martial Emperor-level Dragon Lord. His blood is pure and his physical strength is much stronger than that of human warriors of the same level.
, However, Han Miao is not taking it easy. Although he has not learned the emperor-level boxing technique, his power when turning swords into fists is not much inferior.
The two fought fiercely like this, and it seemed difficult to determine the outcome in a short period of time.
