Xiahou Wangcheng snorted coldly, his breath exploded, and the momentum of the half-step Immortal Stage was overwhelming, like a pillar of air that shot straight into the sky and shattered the clouds.
Although Xiahou Wangcheng did not take Shangguan Jin seriously, he still did not dare to underestimate the sword cultivator's sword of will. He immediately punched with all his strength to meet the sword of will.
boom!
The sword's edge struck his fist, and the sword's power shattered.
The aftermath of the battle spread out, covering an area of hundreds of feet, without a blade of grass growing, making the mountain gate tremble.
Shangguan Jin's sword power was shattered, and he suffered a backlash from the force on the spot. His internal organs were shocked and he spit out a mouthful of blood.
"die!"
Xiahou Wangcheng shouted loudly, turned his fist into his palm, locked onto Shangguan Jin, and struck him.
"Cover the sky!"
A large cauldron with many beast elixirs on its surface flew over and set up a strong defense line to block Shangguan Jin.
boom!
Xiahou Wangcheng slapped his palm on the cauldron, causing a loud noise that shook the entire Xuantian Dao Sect.
The indestructible cauldron had a slap mark, which was deeply dented.
"It's Fatty's fault again!"
Xiahou Wangcheng naturally recognized who the pot belonged to. He had hit Fatty's pot with his palm, but it didn't break.
Must explode.
But now, he hit the cauldron with a solid palm. Unexpectedly, Fei Long's cauldron had been upgraded, but it still didn't collapse. He couldn't help but feel angry.
"Eat my slap again!"
In anger, Xiahou Wangcheng slapped him again. Anyway, if the palm failed, he would hit him again. He didn't believe that Fatty's pot wouldn't explode.
Unexpectedly, another big pot flew over and received his second palm firmly.
Similarly, the pot was dented but still did not explode. His palm power could not penetrate it and could not hurt Shangguan Jin.
"Okay, your sparring is over, it's my turn."
Lu Chen didn't know when he appeared beside Shangguan Jin, and with a flash of his figure, he pulled Shangguan Jin back.
At this time, countless figures appeared in the sky, and all the disciples of the inner sect came out to watch the battle.
Seeing Shangguan Jin's fighting prowess, countless inner sect disciples were surprised, especially those from the inner sect Xingxiu Society, who furrowed their brows and felt deeply fearful.
Shangguan Jin was not able to compete with Xuan Ming Eight Refinements, but he was able to fight Xiahou Wangcheng with one punch, and he did not die, but was only injured, which is really amazing.
You must know that Xiahou Wangcheng is a genius in martial arts, and his combat power is much stronger than that of his peers. Even Ye Wu did not dare to collide with Xiahou Wangcheng head-on.
It can be imagined that the power of Shangguan Jin's sword almost reached Ye Wu's level.
The Inner Sect Constellation Society and the Fanatic Legion are incompatible with each other. Now that Shangguan Jin has broken through the Eight Forgings of Xuan Ming, his attack power is so powerful. In the future, when they fight against the Fanatic Legion, they will have to consider whether they can withstand the sword cultivator's anger.
"Ashamed!"
Shangguan Jin's face was pale, he kept vomiting blood in his mouth, and he was seriously injured.
"Oh, my pot, I have to spend time repairing it again."
Feilong took back the two pots and touched the deep concave surface of the pots, feeling extremely distressed.
"You take a break."
Lu Chen stuffed a Nine-Pattern Healing Pill into Shangguan Jin and went out to face Xiahou Wangcheng.
"You should have gone a long time ago. Stop sending others to die. If it weren't for Fatty's cauldron, that swordsman would be a dead body."
Xiahou Wangcheng said with a smile.
"Double Dragon Battle Body!"
Lu Chen didn't say anything, and directly summoned the two dragons to start the battle.
In an instant, the two dragons formed a ring, their eyes appeared as dragons, their power soared, and their momentum was overwhelming. It was like a dragon god descending into the world, indifferent to everything in the world.
The Green Scale Sword also appeared in Lu Chen's hand at that moment.
Xiahou Wangcheng is half-step to the Immortal Stage, his aura is even more terrifying than Ye Wu's, he is already on the verge of a breakthrough, and his combat power is boundless.
Lu Chen's level is far different from others. If the weak defeats the strong, he cannot defeat Xiahou Wangcheng with just the Heaven-turning Hand.
You must use a big move, one strike can determine life or death, one strike can determine victory or defeat!
Without Zhan Tian, Lu Chen would have no chance of defeating Xiahou Wangcheng.
"Xuan Ming Four Forgings?"
Xiahou Wangcheng felt Lu Chen's surging aura, frowned, and narrowed his eyes, "Three months ago, you were at the seventh level of Tiangang. Three months later, you were the fourth level of Xuanming. The speed at which you broke through the realm was really impressive.
It’s an eye-opener for me.”
At this moment, Xiahou Wangcheng felt a strong sense of jealousy.
Although he did not activate the vision, he still had potential visions in his body. As long as he officially entered the Immortal Stage, he could easily activate the vision. In fact, he was an out-and-out martial arts genius.
Back then, it only took him a year and a half to break through from the Seventh Pole of Tiangang to the Fourth Forging of Xuanming!
Looking at the entire Eastern Barren Territory, there are few people who can be promoted faster than him. It can be said that he is arrogant among the others.
But this Lu Chen's promotion speed made him feel unbelievable. It was several times faster than him. How could he not be jealous?
He was even a little envious.
If he had Lu Chen's speed, he would have already entered the Xiantai Realm Zhongyuan, or a higher level.
Of course, he was only envious and jealous of Lu Chen, but he didn't care at all about Shangguan Jin's faster promotion speed.
Sword cultivators in the world all have an absolute advantage in practicing in the Xuanming realm.
The Xuanming Realm is the home field of sword cultivators, others cannot compare, and there is no need to compare.
But after the Xuan Ming Realm, sword cultivators have no advantage. Even at a certain higher level, it is easy for others to break through, but it is a nightmare for sword cultivators, a gap that is difficult to break through.
What made Xiahou Wangcheng even more jealous was the double dragon phenomenon on Lu Chen!
Having stimulated the vision so early, there was no doubt that Lu Chen was a genius in martial arts and would have a bright future in martial arts, so he wished Lu Chen would die soon.
It would be terrible if Lu Chen didn't die and grew up in the future. He didn't want Lu Chen to become his biggest enemy in the future.
In this fight, he was ready to kill him.
"Wait a minute, I have something more eye-opening for you."
Lu Chen smiled softly, secretly gathering strength and preparing to kill the sky.
"What is it?"
Xiahou Wangcheng asked subconsciously.
"Ze Tian!"
Lu Chen suddenly shouted loudly, swung the green scale knife in his hand and slashed it directly towards Xiahou Wangcheng.
With one strike of the sword, the space collapsed, the void exploded, and the light of the sword shone for eternity, just like a sword god who wanted to cut the sky with his sword.
The force of the sword was so heavy that the ground beneath his feet was hollowed out and cracked in all directions, stretching thousands of feet.
"Advanced combat skills?"
Xiahou Wangcheng sensed the threat of the blade and couldn't help but change his face in vain, knowing that he was too careless.
Xiahou Wangcheng also didn't expect that Lu Chen would chop at his will without any warning. As a result, he didn't even have time to grab the weapon, so in a hurry, he raised his true energy and punched it out.
boom!
The fist hit the blade with a loud bang.
The aftermath of the battle exploded out, forming a terrifying air wave that quickly spread thousands of feet in radius. Wherever it went, the earth was lifted up, the energy was violent, and the vegetation, sand and stones were shaken into powder.