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Chapter 343: Live on Wednesday, Lose!

"Although this guy can kill many half-step nirvana, he has never fought against the real nirvana. I don't know if he can break the ancient and modern curses and fight against adversity."

The grandson of the Crown Prince of Saudi Arabia opened his mouth and said.

The gap between Yang Realm and Nirvana is like a chasm. Not to mention in big countries, even in superpowers, there is no example of Yang Realm being able to defeat Nirvana.

This has almost become a law.

"Difficult, the chance is not high. Zhou Sheng is a direct descendant of King Lanling. He has mastered real Taoism, which is not comparable to those half-step nirvana who have not even touched the surface of Taoism."

Wu Zhen shook his head and said.

Half-Dao Jutsu is just a derivative of Dao Jutsu, and its power is not even one-tenth of its power.

"boom!"

While the genius of the great nation was discussing, Su Wen was already fighting with Zhou Sheng. His Tao Dao fist was so heavy that it intersected with the Black Ancient Sacred Sword. Not only was he not injured, but the shock caused the Black Ancient Sacred Sword to tremble continuously.

At this time, Zhou Sheng's strength was also fully demonstrated. With his small fist skills and his cultivation in the early stage of Nirvana, every time he punched, the air was blown up and a large white mist evaporated.

In the distance, many peaks of the Yang Realm, and even half-steps of Nirvana, made one's heart tremble.

Each of Zhousheng's punches was extremely powerful, enough to seriously injure Half-Step Nirvana!

However, what shocked them the most was Su Wen.

I thought that the opponent's cultivation level would not last long, and at least he did not dare to confront Zhou Sheng head-on, but in the end, Su Wen refused to give in at all, and used various sword skills, fierce and domineering, and infinitely powerful.

, fighting hundreds of moves and still not falling behind.

In the blink of an eye, the battle has reached a fever pitch, and the two men's momentum is getting stronger and stronger, making them inseparable.

"It's really outrageous. Even if Su Wen has powerful body refining skills, he can't be so tough with Zhou Zhou."

Many talented people from great powers were amazed and could not understand it at all.

"I'm afraid he's going to break the curse that the Yin-Yang Mirror can't cast against the odds. What a pervert!"

"It's just the late stage of the Yang realm. If he reaches the Nirvana realm, how strong will his combat power be?"

A Nirvana person had a solemn look on his face. The person they were afraid of now was no longer Zhou Sheng, but Su Wen. His potential was so amazing that he seemed to be born for fighting.

"He can't grow up. Even if Mr. Zhou doesn't kill him, he will be destroyed."

Wu Zhen looked lightly and shook his head.

Zhou Sheng had never even used Taoist magic. Once he used it, two Su Wen wouldn't be enough to kill him.

On the court, Zhousheng's face became increasingly ugly.

After a long battle, Su Wen has not been killed, which is undoubtedly an insult to him.

After all, the other party is in the late stage of Yang Realm!

"Little bastard! That's it!"

Zhousheng's face was ferocious, and with a bang, he punched the ancient black holy sword with his fist, and used the force to retreat violently.

At the same time, a terrifying aura brewed around him, like an active volcano about to erupt.

"None of the souls who died under my Zhou family's Taoist skills were nameless people. You can die under this Taoist skill and you will die without regrets!"

Zhousheng smiled gloomily and pressed hard with one hand.

The void was turbulent, everything in front of him was distorted, and a towering, unimaginable mountain gradually emerged, as if it had been moved from another world, carrying a terrifying sense of oppression.

The towering mountains are as huge as ten thousand feet, and they are many times more powerful than the one thought Zhou Heshan used to create a mountain.

Zhousheng's face quickly turned pale, and it was obvious that he was under a heavy workload in performing Taoism.

"Brother Su, retreat quickly!"

Jiang Yuxian suddenly changed color and rushed out immediately.

However, as soon as he stepped out, he was immediately blocked by Zhou Liexiong.

"Your Highness, it's a fair fight, so you'd better not interfere."

Zhou Liexiong sneered.

"Fair? A person in the Nirvana realm has to use Taoism against a person in the late Yang realm? Is this called fairness?"

Jiang Yuxian's face darkened.

Several other Nirvana Realms also wanted to take action, but they were all blocked by the geniuses of the wealthy families and the Nirvana Realms from the Zhousheng lineup.

For a moment, the atmosphere was anxious.

"damn it!"

An anxious look appeared on Xia Boyuan's eyebrows, and he was worried.

Zhousheng's magic is too terrible. If Su Wen can't take it, he will die!

When Wu Zhen, the grandson of the emperor of Sha Kingdom and other great talents of the great country saw this, their eyes showed pity, as if they had seen Su Wen's fate of death.

Death is prohibited in Kunlun Town, but from the looks of it, no one is stopping it. It is obvious that someone from Zhou Sheng is working behind the scenes.

"boom!"

And at this moment, the tens of thousands of mountains thundered down towards Su Wen, and the earth trembled. Many half-step nirvanas who were close could not help but change their expressions suddenly, and retreated violently, for fear of being affected.

"Little bastard! It's all over!"

Zhou Zhousheng roared angrily and pressed Su Wen hard with his big hand.

A terrible sense of oppression came over him. Su Wen was swaying in his torn white clothes, his black hair was dancing, and his body remained motionless.

He raised his head and stared at the huge mountains, his eyes golden.

The moment the mountain approached, Su Wen's eyes suddenly opened with two blazing beams of light, like flames from the sun, burning everything, and wherever they passed, the air was distorted by burning.

Then, under countless gazes, he collided with the mountain.

"Chichi!!"

Waves of hot waves swept across all directions, and the temperature in this area rose sharply.

At the same time, the majestic mountains began to melt, the holy light swept across, and everything was melting.

"This... what kind of Taoist magic is that?"

"Taoist magic? Impossible. He has not reached Nirvana and has no spiritual energy. How can he perform Taoist magic?"

"Could it be that... the holy body has the innate holy skill?"

All around, the geniuses from the big countries were moved, looking at the two beams of light in shock.

Wu Zhen, the grandson of the Emperor of Sha Kingdom, also had a sudden change of expression, his body straightened up, and his eyes were full of incredulity.

Some holy bodies will activate their innate holy skills after reaching a small level of success, or reaching a small level of success, but that is only when they have reached a small level of success.

Su Wen has not achieved Xiaocheng at all!

This has a huge impact on them. If they find a way to activate the holy technique, their combat power will definitely soar!

"This holy art is powerful again!"

Seeing this, Zhou Sheng's expression changed drastically. It was this technique that Su Wen used to defeat his younger brother, but the power at that time was far from as powerful as it is today!

"I don't believe it! Die!"

Zhousheng's eyes were blood red, and he roared unwillingly, and then poured all his cultivation into the majestic mountains.

In an instant, the gradually melting mountains solidified again, becoming even more powerful, and suppressed Su Wen straight down.

"You really think my Holy Eye of the Sun is so easy to break?"

Su Wen spoke lightly, and immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood, drew a magical symbol, and pressed it between his eyebrows.

Immediately, the holy light that bloomed from his eyes doubled in size, instantly piercing two large holes in the majestic mountain. The mountain was unstable and cracked inch by inch.

"No! Impossible!"

Zhousheng roared, desperately surging his spiritual energy throughout his body.

However, the collapse of the majestic mountain could not be stopped. At a certain moment, it exploded into pieces, forming a storm, and many of the peaks of the Yang realm around it were retreating due to the impact.

"Taoist skills...if I reach the state of Nirvana, your Taoist skills will be vulnerable to a single blow."

Su Wen sneered and shook his head slightly.

As the top holy body's natal art, it is much more powerful than ordinary Taoism. If it were not for his lack of cultivation, Zhousheng's Taoism would have been destroyed long ago, and he would not even be qualified to waste a mouthful of his blood.

Of course, the consumption was also huge. If he hadn't practiced the Ancient Demonic Ape Technique and developed his powerful physique, he would probably have difficulty standing still.

"Now, you can go die!"

Under countless horrified looks, Su Wen raised his knife and strode towards Zhou Sheng.

"Little bastard, I didn't lose!"

Wednesday's face was distorted, and he could not accept his defeat.

Su Wen sneered and ignored him at all. He held the knife in one hand and pointed it at Zhousheng's head.

But at this moment, an angry voice sounded.
Chapter completed!
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