Although the Jiao Seal Sword is of very low grade, with the blessing of the Lord's divine power, the surface of the sword body is surrounded by several spiritual auras, which is astonishingly sharp. At this moment, it is like a deadly artifact.

However, Sun Zhimiao is definitely not an ordinary person. When the Jiao Seal Sword was about to cut it open in the waist, his fist glove quickly grabbed a pile of gold powder from the storage ring placed on his waist and spread it directly towards Su Yun!

The moment she threw herself towards Su Yun, the golden powder shone brightly.

Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang

After the gold powder was flooded, the particles weighed thousands of pounds and were extremely hard. The dragon seal sword that was slashed over was directly blocked by the gold powder. The remaining gold powder fell on Su Yun, like a small bunch of hills hitting him. The weight was astonishing, and Su Yun was instantly knocked to the ground.

"How is it? My magic weapon, 'Thousand-pound dust', tastes good, right?"

Sun Zhimiao smiled with a smile on his lips, and suddenly raised his breath. Instead of falling to the ground, he continued to rise into the air. At a height of thousands of meters, he then fell again. When he approached the ground, he fisted and bombarded Su Yun wildly.

"Donald Fist!!"

Sun Zhimiao roared, and the iron fist made a huge punch and bombarded the ground.

After experiencing the stormy land, it was once again trapped in a storm. The crazy fist force hit the ground in pieces. The audience around them all retreated. Even the notary and the referee had to retreat from the fighting area. Only the four Qinchuan guardians stationed in four directions of the ring were still like statues, motionless, and from beginning to end, they were under attack and killing by the two contestants.

Not to mention the name of Tianwei Sect, even in the northern continent, no one dares to underestimate the name of Tianwei Sect. However, in recent years, Tianwei Sect has acted in a low-key manner. Most of the people live in simplicity and rarely move on the mainland. This has been gradually diluted by people. However, it does not mean that they dare to underestimate it. Tianwei Sect is not like other sects. It mainly practices with a spiritual mystery attribute. They also possess the power of spiritual mystery with various attributes. There are even many spiritual mystery attributes that people have never heard of. There are many masters in the sect, with many magic weapons, and extremely powerful strength.

Although Su Yun didn't know much about Tianwei Sect, he understood that solving the threat of Tianwei Sect is many times more difficult than solving the threat of the Su family.

It's useless to think about this now.

Su Yun raised his swords toward his head with cold eyes and began to rotate wildly. The swords rotated quickly like a fan, forming a circular sword shield to resist the smashed iron fist seal.

Sun Zhimiao fell from the sky and punched the sword and shield.

I don’t know how powerful this fist is. Before the fist is approaching the sword and shield, the invisible pressure has approached. The entire ground is more than one meter deep, showing a huge fist shape.

"Die! Wuyun!" Sun Zhimiao shouted softly.

But in this moment, the sword and shield suddenly disappeared.

After fixed his eyes, Su Yun instantly removed the two swords! He stopped defending.

"What?"

Sun Zhimiao glared at her eyes and was secretly surprised.

Not to mention him, countless audiences around were also surprised, and some even stood up and looked at this scene incredibly.

Give up your defensive posture? Are you looking for death?

What does Su Yun want to do?

This strange question appeared in the minds of countless people.

But soon, people had the answer.

Just seeing Su Yun suddenly threw away his swords, stretched out his hands, and grabbed Sun Zhimiao's iron fist.

Seeing this, Sun Zhimiao was furious: "Do you think you can catch my fist?"

The sound fell and the strength increased.

But Su Yun ignored it and forced his hands toward the iron fist. At that moment, the powerful force on the iron fist that was almost indescribable was spread throughout Su Yun's body like an electric current.

"Look at me tore you apart!!!!" Sun Zhimiao roared shrillly, and at this moment he was completely fighting.

But at this moment, a sharp blade aura suddenly came from the side.

Sun Zhimiao looked around and found that it was the dragon seal sword that Su Yun had released before. Its sword edge flew directly towards this end.

"What?"

Sun Zhimiao was stunned.

There was an uproar in the audience!

"Sword Control? Is this the sword control technique of the Divine Sword Sect?"

"What's going on? Why does Wuyun know the sword-controlling technique of the Divine Sword Sect? Could it be that he is from the Divine Sword Sect?"

"Who said that sword control is a person from the Divine Sword Sect? When many disciples of the Divine Sword Sect are outside, they can't help but teach their unique skills to their relatives and friends. Wuyun may have learned the Divine Sword Sect, but they may not be from the Divine Sword Sect. What's more, the Tianwu Continent is so big that the sword control technique is not unique to the Divine Sword Sect! It's just that their scale is relatively large, and their sword control technique is also stronger than other sects."

"I see."

Some viewers looked at Long Xianli, as if they wanted to see Long Xianli's reaction, but were disappointed. Long Xianli, wearing a veil, did not make much move, as if they had not seen Su Yun's actions.

On the stage, the flying dragon seal sword was extremely sudden. Sun Zhimiao didn't expect that, perhaps he had never thought that Su Yun would use sword control skills.

Puff.

He ate a sword on his back and fell to the ground.

Su Yun, who was still holding his iron fist, pulled Sun Zhimiao on the ground and threw it fiercely towards the ground.

Dong!!!

Sun Zhimiao's body slammed heavily on the ground, and the already fragmented earth raised dust again, saying that the land under Sun Zhimiao was even more shattered.

"Um"

Sun Zhimiao vomited a mouthful of blood, but he never expected that this person was so powerful.

Whoosh

The Dragon Seal Sword attacked again and slashed at Sun Zhimiao. Judging from his power, it seemed that he wanted to take Sun Zhimiao's life!

"You guy, you have some strength!!"

Sun Zhimiao did not dare to look down on him any more, and tried his best to force out all his potential. He roared, knocked away Su Yun with his brute force, and then hurriedly dodged, and the dragon seal sword stabbed the ground.

"Spike God Fist!"

Sun Zhimiao's fists kept hammering the ground.

The ground under Su Yun's feet trembled, and then suddenly cracked, and a sharp and slender thorn rushed out and hit his feet.

Su Yun's heart sterned and immediately jumped up.

Sharp thorns kept popping up from the ground under his feet, one by one, more than two meters long, very sharp. In the blink of an eye, the entire fighting area was covered by sharp thorns.

Su Yun took a breath and swept downwards with the death sword.

Whoosh!

The sword energy exploded and rippled over, flattening all the spikes on the ground.

The man finally landed safely.

After only so much time, Sun Zhimiao activated his killer move again.

Then he saw him take out a dark yellow key from the storage ring, hold it in his hand, hold it high above his head, and close his eyes and quickly recite some of the formulas.

This mantra seems to be very complicated and long. Seeing Sun Zhimiao's actions, Su Yun also instantly understood that the "Spike God Fist" he had launched before was just to buy time for him.

"Win!"

The person in the audience who was called senior brother by Sun Zhimiao in the audience saw this scene and said lightly.

"Win? What won?"

When the people around him heard his murmur, they were all confused.

But at this moment, Sun Zhimiao's pupils suddenly emitted a burst of yellow light, and the key in his hand turned into a golden color. He raised the key and threw it into the air, and the key immediately threw it into the air.

"Wuyun, you have lost."

Sun Zhimiao narrowed her eyes and smiled at the corner of her mouth.

"lose?"

Whoosh!

The key sank into the sky and disappeared, but almost the moment it disappeared, the white clouds in the sky suddenly opened, and a violent halo fell from the sky and hit Su Yun's body directly.

At the same time, a huge key of light, more than ten feet high, fell down and slammed behind Su Yun, and then turned the key of light gently.

Click.

At that moment, Su Yun felt that his entire body was frozen, and no matter how he moved, he could not break free.

"The Key to Destiny!!"

Someone stood up from the audience and exclaimed in shock.

"Old Man Tianming's natal magic weapon! Once used, it can completely lock the opponent and prevent the opponent from doing any action!! God, how could this thing fall into Sun Zhimiao's hands??"

"How could he have such a magic weapon??"

"It's so scary!!"

The buzzing sound kept coming, and the silent scene was completely ignited by Sun Zhimiao's move, and it was boiling.

"Hahahahaha" Sun Zhimiao burst out laughing. He glanced around and said proudly: "You don't know this, right? The old man in heaven is my godfather!! This thing was passed down from me by him!!"

As the sound fell, he turned his gaze, looked at Su Yun, and walked step by step.

The pair of eyes that were still shining with yellow light were narrow and narrow.

"Wuyun, what did I say just now? I said, I will make you give up!"
To be continued...