The sound of Ye Junlang and Mie Shengzi's exchange of blows swept across the world, and the entire arena was filled with that violent, blazing, and strong energy flow.
The arena that was built could not withstand the explosion of this terrifying force and had already fallen apart.
When the blow landed, in the explosive power of the fist, I suddenly saw two figures flying backwards and falling out of the ring.
"Destroy!"
Hong Feng, the Heavenly Elder of Shenglong Pavilion, shouted and moved to go over and check on Son of Mie's injuries.
"Military wave!"
Bai Xian'er, Tantai Mingyue and the others were also exclaiming.
As for the warriors from the Ancient Martial Arts Conference, they were all stunned, thinking that this would end in a lose-lose situation for both sides? Did the two of them end up in a draw?
Ye Junlang fell to the ground, blood was dripping from the corner of his mouth, and his face was pale. He looked like he had no signs of energy and blood, and the energy and blood had become extremely weak, but he had not fainted yet, he was still
Have reason.
He could even sense that the mysterious power surging deep in his bloodline seemed to be awakening more. It was roaring and boiling, but it could never break through the seal of confinement.
However, that mysterious and unknown power had strands of energy seeping from the seal and spreading throughout his body.
Immediately, under the pull of this unknown power, his Nine Yang Qi and blood, which had been drained out, began to grow vigorously like grass that broke out of the ground, and began to breed traces of Qi and blood.
force.
As the power of Jiuyang's qi and blood revived again, under the nourishment of that qi and blood, his severely injured body began to glow with a faint golden light.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Junlang felt that he had regained some strength. He put his hands on the ground and slowly stood up with his whole body.
"Wow!"
Seeing Ye Junlang stand up again, everyone in the venue began to uproar, and everyone looked extremely incredulous.
"Brother Ye! Haha, Brother Ye, you are indeed the strongest!"
Gu Chen and Ji Zhitian stood up excitedly and shouted excitedly.
"Military wave!"
Bai Xian'er also had a smile on her face. For some reason, looking at the figure in front of her who was covered in blood but still stood upright like a javelin, her nose felt sour and her eyes were slightly moist.
"Ye Junlang!"
The witch couldn't help but scream with joy.
Ye Junlang took a deep breath and walked forward. In front of him, before Saint Son Mie fainted, Hong Feng had already come to him to check on his injuries.
At this time, Saint Son of Mie's face changed. He saw Ye Junlang's figure and saw Ye Junlang walking over step by step. It was obvious that Ye Junlang in front of him was extremely weak, but his momentum was as solid as a mountain.
It had invincible power, crushing towards him like a huge mountain.
"Can we have a fight?"
Ye Junlang stared at Mie Shengzi with a cold tone.
Mie Shengzi gritted his teeth. He refused to admit defeat in his bones and struggled to stand up. Unexpectedly——
"Wow!"
When he moved, he was involved in the terrifying energy remaining in his body. Under the impact of that energy, he couldn't help but open his mouth and cough up blood, and then fell into a coma.
The Holy Son of Mie fell into a coma and lost the ability to fight.
Ye Junlang won this battle!
At this time, the disgraced ancient martial arts referee ran out of nowhere. After checking the situation of Ye Junlang and Mie Shengzi, he looked at Ye Junlang with a complex expression, and then announced loudly: "Ye Jun
Wave, win!"
"We won! Brother Ye won, hahaha!"
Gu Chen and Ji Zhitian laughed and ran towards Ye Junlang.
Tantai Lingtian also smiled, and for the rare occasion did not continue to look grim, and walked towards Ye Junlang.
At this point, the entire ancient martial arts venue was like waking up from a dream.
Ye Junlang prevailed and won this battle between the geniuses of the ancient martial arts world. He passed through all levels, defeated many geniuses and won the first place!
Moreover, he is still invincible with his cultivation in the quasi-sage realm. Therefore, Ye Junlang is definitely worthy of the title of the strongest genius. It is undisputed, no one questions it, and everyone is sincerely convinced!
Ye Junlang took a deep breath. In fact, his current condition was already very bad. He was seriously injured and his breath was weak. He was only supported by his faith.
Seeing Gu Chen and other friends approaching one after another, Ye Junlang also smiled and prepared to greet them.
At this moment, Ye Junlang's expression suddenly changed. He suddenly sensed a murderous intent, an extremely fierce and terrifying murderous intent!
"Leave the Holy Dragon Order!"
A cold shout rang out, and a figure rushed towards Ye Junlang at the speed of lightning and flint. An overwhelming pressure from the Great Saint Realm swept across all directions, causing the void to vibrate, and an invisible force pouring down.
Heart-shaking.
"Humph, don't you think I don't exist? I'm looking for death!"
Old Man Ye snorted coldly.
However, before Old Man Ye could take action, Hong Feng from the Holy Dragon Pavilion shouted loudly: "Lin Qiong, it's not your turn to get involved in the Holy Dragon Order!"
Amidst the loud shouts, Hong Feng moved and rushed forward like lightning to intercept the figure.
Nowadays, although the Shenglong Pavilion lineage no longer recognizes the Zhangling lineage, they believe that the fate of cooperation back then has ended.
But this Holy Dragon Order, Shenglong Pavilion is determined to take it back.
After all, this Holy Dragon Order is not only related to the command of the Holy Dragon Pavilion, but also hides the secret of the way of the Emperor. Therefore, the Holy Dragon Pavilion will not allow other forces to get involved in the Holy Dragon Order, let alone have a long-standing relationship with the Holy Dragon Pavilion.
The blood demon gate of grudges is over.
As for the unconscious Saint Son of Mie, he had already been taken away by his fellow sect member Cai Yi.
"Boy Ye, all of you come over behind us."
Old Man Ye said in a deep voice.
The expressions of Ye Junlang, Ji Zhitian, Gu Chen, Bai Xianer and others changed slightly. Not far from them, Hong Feng and Lin Qiong, two powerful men from the Great Saint Realm, were already fighting against each other.
Ye Junlang realized that as the battle of Tianjiao came to an end, he was afraid that this time the ancient martial arts conference would be in chaos.
Ye Junlang and others immediately prepared to walk towards Old Man Ye.
At this moment, a voice full of cold murderous intent and fighting spirit resounded on the spot——
"Ye Wusheng, I'm here to meet you! There was no winner in the first battle, let's end it today!"
When the voice fell, everyone in the ancient martial arts venue felt a fierce and unparalleled sword intention. The sword intention seemed to be real, cutting through the body and skin, and was extremely sharp, like a heavenly sword coming from the void.
Cut down.
An old man with a dark complexion and a strong body suddenly appeared, and slashed Old Man Ye in the air with a palm knife from his right hand!
At the point where the sword is held, the endless power of the Great Sage is condensing, rolling like a tide. The condensed sword intention forms a shadow of a ten-meter-long sword. Although it is a virtual shadow, the sword intention is strong.
Incomparably, that spatula light was like a real long knife slashing and slashing down!
When the knife fell, the void seemed to be cut in half!
"Dao Yanluo, it's you!"
Old Man Ye's eyes darkened, and he punched the sky. The bright fist light was dazzling, blooming with dazzling golden light, and he met the sword intention of the palm that was cutting down head-on with a power that shook the world!