Chapter 155 The final decisive battle erupts completely!
The showdown between Jun Wuya and Qi Feng can be regarded as a visual feast.
Although Qi was defeated.
But Qi Feng is definitely not weak.
It’s just because Jun Wuya, as an opponent, is too strong.
Especially the most powerful method of literary and Taoism, summoning the phantom of the Wen Sheng, is simply amazing.
A shocking look flashed through Emperor Dayan's eyes.
"This boy, Bufan, there is almost no suspense in the final battle later."
Emperor Dayan felt that in this year's ranking battle, Jun Wuya must be the winner.
As for his opponent Ling Xiaoxiao.
Although it is also strong.
But in the end, it is no match for the strength shown by Jun Wuya.
Let's take a step back.
Just from the perspective of cultivation.
Ling Xiaoxiao is only at the seventh level of Lingwu. How can she defeat a person at the peak of Lingwu’s eighth level?
The subsequent matches were much worse than those of Jun Wuya and Qi Feng.
Now.
Everyone is looking forward to the final showdown.
Both sides of the competition have also adjusted and recovered.
At this moment, they are all full of combat power.
The referee's old man said loudly: "Now, the final showdown begins, Ling Xiaoxiao, Zhuque Peak, and Wuya, against Qingcui Peak."
The referee finished speaking.
Leave the fighting platform.
After Jun Wuya and Ling Xiaoxiao appeared on the stage, a layer of light surged around it, strengthening the isolation barrier of the fighting platform.
"Junior Sister Ling, it's been a long time since."
Jun Wuya bowed and said politely.
"I will tear you apart!"
Ling Xiaoxiao's voice was cold, and a stubborn look surged in her eyes.
She had just heard the conversation between the leader and Jun Wuya clearly.
The stubborn intention of not admitting defeat in my heart quietly rose.
From beginning to end.
The young leader didn't even encourage her.
On the contrary, I am very optimistic about Jun Wuya's appearance.
Does the head of the sect believe that he can defeat Jun Wuya?
The more this is.
The more she wants to prove it to the head, she will defeat Jun Wuya on behalf of Zhuquefeng,
Get first place.
"Junior sister, the world is so beautiful, why are you so irritable? It's better to read more books and cultivate your sentiment."
Jun Wuya's face still had a look of indifference.
He has observed.
This junior sister Ling's cultivation is only at the seventh level of Lingwu. Because she is the body of a white wolf, her physical strength is very strong.
but.
That's all.
The only thing that would make him admire was his rampage.
A bloodthirsty look will rise in your eyes.
Jun Wuya has already figured out his decisive opponent.
With this level alone, even if you face Qi Feng's exquisite sword, it will be a lot of danger.
It is even more impossible to be his Jun Wuya's opponent.
so.
There is probably no suspense in this decisive battle.
“A lot of nonsense.”
Ling Xiaoxiao's eyebrows stood up and launched the offensive first.
Her speed is extremely fast.
In a blink of an eye, I shortened the distance with Jun Wuya.
The sharp claws seemed to tear the other party's flesh.
However, at this moment.
The sound of reading sounded.
Ling Xiaoxiao's sharp claws seemed to be pinned by an invisible force.
Her expression changed slightly.
Increased strength.
However, this invisible power cannot be broken.
Jun Wuya on the opposite side is not merciless.
He can't let this ranking first place.
But he could not refuse to become the head of the sect's personal disciple.
That is not only the supreme glory.
There are still thousands of possibilities.
Maybe it's all the gift from the head.
He is not a good man.
It is the next saint of literature!
Continuously recite articles.
The power that controlled Ling Xiaoxiao was becoming stronger and stronger.
at the same time.
He slammed out a steadily.
As long as you hit the opponent, the winner will be decided.
However.
At this critical moment.
A bloody color appeared in Ling Xiaoxiao's starry eyes opposite.
boom!
Wendao's clamping power suddenly shattered.
Ling Xiaoxiao bit her white teeth tightly and her murderous intent was stern.
Then he was about to rush to attack Xiang Jun Wuya again.
The girl's mind is very simple.
She just wants to tear her opponent apart.
Jun Wuya felt a little pressure rarely.
"Junior sister, you are very strong. I feel it now. Even Qi Feng is probably not your opponent."
Qi Feng, who was in the audience, had a black line appearing on his head and said, "I don't want to step on you and give me a handful of you!"
at the same time.
The wonderful battles on the martial arts stage also caused a boiling excitement among the onlookers.
"Senior Sister Ling is too strong, and there is no decline in cross-level battles!"
"Indeed, Senior Sister Ling's moves are like a human weapon."
"Oh, it's a pity... her opponent is Senior Brother Jun. The result of this battle has long been destined."
On the fighting stage.
Jun Wuya smiled lightly and said, "Junior sister, although you are very strong, you cannot give up this opportunity, so... you stop here!"
As soon as the words fell.
The aura on Jun Wuya's body surged again.
The scrolls in the basket behind him soared into the air.
Flipped wildly.
Behind him.
A phantom of the saint of literature emerged.
He originally thought that he would not have to use this trump card himself when dealing with Ling Xiaoxiao.
However.
The pressure brought by the other party is really a bit great.
I have to use it.
After the appearance of the phantom of Wen Sheng, an indescribable pressure was shrouded.
Ling Xiaoxiao couldn't move her step at once.
Jun Wuya is also uncomfortable.
Although this move is powerful.
But with his current cultivation and mental power, it is extremely difficult to maintain it.
He is under great pressure every moment.
But enough.
Enough for him to win.
The phantom of Wen Sheng grabbed Ling Xiaoxiao's delicate body in the air.
The other party had no spare time to hide.
Off-field.
Countless people held their breath when they saw this scene.
Being caught in the palm of the hand by the phantom of Wen Sheng.
Ling Xiaoxiao's heart also started beating violently.
At this moment, no one could know how much pressure she was under.
If she is mentally distracted at this time.
All the losses were lost.
But keep going like this.
She will lose, and will be seriously injured.
Even irreversible injuries.
It seems that even Jun Wuya can't stand it anymore.
"Junior sister, don't hold on. This is just a competition, there is no need to fight to the death..."
Ling Xiaoxiao holds on for a moment every time.
It is also a test for Jun Wuya's mental power.
Seeing Ling Xiaoxiao holding on with such pain, Chen Ning in the distance couldn't bear it.
Although she is an undercover agent.
But there is no grudge in the past and no grudge in the past. I can watch a beautiful young girl die.
He couldn't bear it either.
Thinking of this.
Chen Ning passed the voice out and said, "Secretary of South Korea, according to my opinion, the result can be announced."
The old referee next to the fighting stage immediately understood the meaning of the leader, and after handing over, he was ready to announce it.
But at this moment.
Ling Xiaoxiao, who was originally on the verge of giving up, heard Chen Ning's voice.
In the starry eyes, the blood color became stronger and stronger.
"So... in your eyes, I never believed that I would win..."
"Then... I'll win for you!"
That unyielding fighting spirit was inspired.
There was no more emotional color in Ling Xiaoxiao's eyes.
Completely filled with blood.
At this moment, her white hair was flying, and a powerful force burst out.
then.
In everyone's shocked eyes.
Suddenly, he saw that the invincible phantom of Wen Sheng was torn to pieces by Ling Xiaoxiao.