The battle between Emperor Tomb and Jun Moxi undoubtedly set off a climax. It's amazing, it's so powerful. The Emperor Tomb, the Martial Soul of the Heaven, and the power of the Heavens seemed to be under his control. There is also the Fist of Destroying Cangtian, which is terrifying, and the power of a punch. I don't know how many thousand pounds of huge power can destroy Jun Moxi's dragon and elephant power. I'm afraid he will kill even the real dragon and elephant.

Jun Moxi, who has great righteousness, can turn into dragon elephant, and even has an immortal martial soul, is already powerful enough, but he is still defeated. This battle may be declared as the king of the imperial tomb.

Next, Duan Wudao, the crowd stared at the battle stage. I don’t know who would choose to be his opponent.

Duan Wudao stepped forward, his eyes flashed, and he fell directly on Xuesha, and shouted coldly: "Come out."

The blood evil eyes narrowed and stared at Duan Wudao. He had already been defeated by Jun Moxi and Lin Feng. In this battle, he must not be defeated again. If he loses again, the first four seats will be lost. After all, even Jun Moxi can defeat the imperial tomb, which is definitely stronger than him. There is no hope for defeating the imperial tomb. Now he can only focus on Duan Wudao.

"This battle must be won." Xuesha's eyes were firm and his steps were steady. He stepped out step by step, looking at Duan Wudao.

"You admit defeat." Duan Wudao looked at the Blood Evil with cold eyes, and his eyes were full of arrogant aura. In his eyes, there was no Blood Evil at all. Blood Evil was not his opponent.

Duan Wudao's voice made Xuesha's eyes froze slightly. He was thinking about this battle that must be defeated. Duan Wudao asked him to admit defeat directly.

The eyes of the crowd were also shocked. Duan Wudao, his arrogance, but he was not as arrogant as the Emperor's Tomb. He was crazy, too crazy, and he directly called Xuesha to admit defeat. Moreover, his voice was calm enough to have no ripples, as if Xuesha should have admitted defeat. There was no suspense, Xuesha was not worthy of being his opponent.

"I want to admit defeat, I want to see how unruly you, Xueyue's Prince Wudao, can be." Xuesha's face was gloomy, and he felt greatly humiliated. Before the battle, Duan Wudao asked him to admit defeat. Of course, this was a humiliation, a strong humiliation.

"Huh?" Duan Wudao raised his head and stared at the Blood Evil. A strong sharp edge flashed out from his eyes. This sharp edge was boundless, as if it was about to stab people's eyes. On his body, a terrible aura of kingdom bloomed out.

"What a terrible kingly aura." The crowd's eyes trembled. Is this section of Wudao really shining like the imperial tomb? Is it true that the light belongs to Prince Xueyue?

"kill!"

Duan Wudao shouted fiercely, and a terrible golden aura burst out of his body. The golden aura whistled with his body and rushed directly towards Xuesha, making the surrounding space seem to become distorted. Xuesha only felt an extremely domineering aura of kingly aura coming, making his face froze.

"Domeditor King's Fist!"

Duan Wudao's fist trembled, and an extremely domineering gust of wind seemed to be about to break the space into distortion and shattering, and the king's aura ignored everything.

The terrifying king's domineering aura swept over, and the blood evil only felt that his body seemed to be twisted. The terrifying corpse energy in his body soared into the sky, but under the domineering king's fist, it was suppressed to death. The corpse energy had no evil and terrible power. The king's aura suppressed the evil energy.

"Prince Xueyue, the king's bloodline!"

Many people trembled all over, and felt the terrible kingly aura from afar and felt that their breathing was about to stop. What a terrible power, Duan Wudao actually possessed the kingly aura and practiced the domineering King Fist. It was powerful and too powerful. This kind of magical power would probably be cultivated by those who possess the domineering kingly aura. Duan Wudao, as Prince Xueyue, had a domineering personality and was the only one who was the only one in his practice. Therefore, it seemed that he was just right to practice this kind of martial arts.

"Boom!" The terrifying corpse energy was shaken away under the kingly aura of the Domineering King Fist, and it could not gather in the collision of the Domineering King Fist.

"Corpse Soul!" Blood Evil roared, and the martial soul appeared. His body seemed to turn into a shadow again. A floating soul spirit was invisible. His body was facing forward, and the surging corpse energy rushed towards Duan Wudao. Duan Wudao wanted to defeat him with one punch, and he would not let Duan Wudao have a good time.

"Hmph, is it useful?"

Duan Wudao snorted coldly, domineering Dao

The power of the king's fist was blown out, and at the same time, the palm was clenched violently. In an instant, the blood evil spirit only felt tightening, and the martial soul like the underworld seemed to be locked and sealed, as if it was about to suffocate.

His face turned pale in an instant, and Xuesha said intimidly.

"Get out!" A cold shout came out from Duan Wudao's mouth, and then his terrifying palm power directly hit the Netherworld body. Blood Evil's body instantly flew out, and blood surged wildly. This time, he was the worst injured.

"Waste, ask for trouble." Duan Wudao said coldly, then his body trembled and returned to his own position. The domineering voice echoed in the eardrums of the crowd, so shocking.

Shocking, although this battle was short, its shocking degree was even greater than the battle between Emperor Tomb and Jun Moxi. In two moves, Duan Wudao defeated the Blood Evil. After only two moves, he hit the Blood Evil so hard that he vomited blood.

"Duan Wudao, it's so terrible. He should be the strongest person in this snowy competition."

Many people thought to themselves that they even suspected that Duan Wudao's strength was stronger than that of the imperial tomb.

It's so powerful that he defeated Blood Evil in two moves. You must know that Blood Evil is also a real genius and may be ranked among the top five in the snowy realm. However, in front of Duan Wudao's domineering king fist and that grabbing force, he is so fragile and vulnerable. In Duan Wudao's words, in front of him, Blood Evil's genius is like a waste.

The gap between geniuses is also huge and irreparable. For example, this Wudao is much more powerful than the Blood Evil.

The imperial tomb stared at Duan Wudao. Duan Wudao was his strongest opponent. Since he first saw Duan Wudao, he has believed that only Duan Wudao was taken seriously by him, and no one else could do anything else.

Lin Feng's eyes were also staring at Duan Wudao, powerful, Duan Wudao, domineering Wudao, those who follow will prosper and those who rebel will perish. He did not expect that Duan Wudao would be so powerful. No wonder Duan Wuya was so confident about Duan Wudao in the past. Even if he seized the top nine seats, he would not be able to defeat Duan Wudao. Duan Wuya knew best how terrifying Duan Wudao was.

"The power of seal." The blood evil fell to the ground and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Duan Wudao's palm tugged just now, possessing the power of seal, leaving him without any escape. The soul of the corpse had to turn into a true body, and then hit him with the domineering king fist, with nowhere to escape.

"The competition continues." Xue Wuchang in the void said lightly, and was also surprised. Duan Wudao's strength shocked him. He didn't know what the situation would be when he fought against the imperial tombs and Lin Feng. Not to mention others, even the host of the snowfield competition was very much looking forward to it, looking forward to the collision between the strongest geniuses.

However, the battle between the people behind cannot arouse everyone's interest, because at the beginning, the people who ranked high first chose the people behind to fight. Now, it has become the strong confrontation in the front. The people who ranked low have fought against the people behind. Therefore, the strong confrontation has attracted much attention. Although the battle between the people behind is also exciting, its attractiveness is far less than that of the strongest genius duels.

Among the crowd behind, Yu Xiaoxiao and Ku Mu won consecutive victories, Qing Mengxin and Yun Feiyang were also very powerful. There was no need to be a genius of these two eight empires, especially Yun Feiyang, who was not defeated in the battle with those behind with the terrifying world trend.

Finally, after one round, it was Lin Feng's turn to fight again.

This time, Lin Feng only had three targets left to challenge, Emperor Tomb, Duan Wudao, and Jun Moxi.

Who will fight this battle?

"Lin Feng." At this time, Jun Moxi said in a voice transmission. Lin Feng's eyes turned slightly and looked at Jun Moxi. He actually talked to him in a voice transmission manner.

"Lin Feng, Duan Wudao defeated the Blood Evil in two moves. His strength is not weaker than that of the Emperor's Tomb. He is also a demon genius. Unexpectedly, in the small Xueyue Kingdom, you two monsters, can't even suppress me. In addition, I have already lost one game and cannot maintain a record of winning. So, I am ready to give up the next battle and let you fight. How about it?"
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