As Zang Tian's Nether Bloodline emerged, it attracted the attention of more powerful people.
Even in the ancient era of powerful martial arts, the bloodline of the Netherworld Divine Body was an extremely powerful martial arts physique, leaving behind many legends of invincibility.
Therefore, the fact that a powerful disciple of the Nether Bloodline actually appears in this generation of the Ghost Tomb Sect naturally attracts attention.
Originally, such a physique was rare in a hundred years. After all, the martial arts environment had changed. Even in the era of strong martial arts, such a martial arts physique was rare.
"Various powerful physiques appear one after another, and some extremely rare destiny attributes are also presented one by one. Even in the era of powerful martial arts, it is impossible to see so many talented people with powerful physiques and destiny gathered together."
"So, a golden age is coming. After a reincarnation, spiritual energy will be revived, martial arts will be revived, and maybe we will create a more glorious and powerful martial age!"
"It depends on this life, who can seize this great opportunity, and who is the one who leads the way and stands proudly at the top?"
"In this world of great competition, it's all about fighting and winning! Not only these young people, we also have a chance!"
There were discussions all around.
In the fighting arena, this battle has reached a fever pitch. The fists are powerful, the fists are overwhelming, and the billowing energy of the fists is boiling and colliding, erupting with earth-shattering power, causing the void to shake violently.
Zang Tian appears to be extremely powerful, even though the netherworld energy he revived is as terrifying as coming from a deep hell. There are strands of death energy surrounding his body, like the God of Hades emerging from the River of Death.
In general, all it brings is the pressure and fear of death.
Ye Chenglong calmly accepted the challenge, but even though Zang Tian's cultivation level far exceeded him, and the netherworld power contained in You Mei's bloodline was extremely powerful, he still could not suppress and knock him down.
boom!
The two men once again engaged in a fierce fist fight. The wisps of netherworld power contained in the Heaven-Burying Fist that was transformed by the Burying Sky merged with the original holy power, suppressing the opponent with the force of thunder.
Ye Chenglong.
Ye Chenglong's innate energy was blazing in the sky, and he tried to shake it with all his strength, but he was also shaken backwards.
Whoosh!
Zangtian took the opportunity to attack, and his body flashed forward like lightning, and the energy locked Ye Chenglong firmly.
Ye Chenglong suddenly made a mistake in his steps. He moved like a dragon and cleverly passed by Zangtian. At that moment, his fists were like a tide, and the fist of creation hit Zangtian.
Zangtian didn't expect that Ye Chenglong's prediction and footwork were so exquisite. Even when he lost the opportunity, he didn't panic. He activated the power of the netherworld, and in an instant he evolved a series of powerful fists to meet the attack.
Xiang Ye Chenglong.
Bang! Bang!
Ye Chenglong's fist hit Zangtian, and Zangtian's fist also hit him.
The two men immediately took a few steps back. Ye Chenglong opened his mouth and coughed up blood, staining his white clothes red. His face was calm and he continued to attack.
Zangtian had the physical protection of the Nether God's body. After being hit by Ye Chenglong's punch, his aura was slightly disturbed, but he seemed to be fine.
Seeing Ye Chenglong attack again, Zangtian's face turned cold. He activated his original holy power to the extreme, which contained a destructive power of death. Along with his fist, the air collapsed.
All enveloped Ye Chenglong.
The image of the fist in the sky formed a cage, or it was like a huge fist coffin, exuding traces of the aura of death, trying to envelop Ye Chenglong inside.
Facing this suppressed punch, a strong fighting spirit flashed in Ye Chenglong's eyes, and he shouted loudly: "The golden lotus is born from the void, and all gods are created by nature!"
As Ye Chenglong shouted loudly, the Tianxu Good Fortune Fist he activated evolved into a fist that soared into the sky. The fist flew across the sky and evolved into a golden lotus. It looked like a lotus growing out of the void.
Vision.
At this moment, Ye Junlang's innate holy energy reached a peak state, and his whole body seemed to be surrounded by all kinds of magic. The fist of creation was performing all kinds of magic, as if all the ways of the world were contained in this fist.
, charging towards Zangtian with invincible power.
Boom!
Ye Chenglong's punch broke through the cage-like suppression of the fist shadow, and directly suppressed Zang Tian.
"interesting!"
Zangtian spoke, and the next moment, a netherworld power gathered in his fist, and he activated the netherworld fist, without any dodge, and blasted forward!
boom!
The fists of the two shook, and a dull thunderous sound erupted. Ye Chenglong's fist attacked Zangtian with a devastating power, but he who only focused on this blow was also struck by Zangtian's punch.
hurt.
Kick, kick, kick!
Zang Tianchao took a few steps back, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
Ye Chenglong's mouth was bleeding continuously, but he still looked calm and graceful. He took a deep breath, glanced at Zangtian, and said slowly: "I surrender!"
Zangtian didn't say anything else. He felt how powerful Ye Chenglong was. He had just been promoted to the First Saint Realm, but he already had the strength to injure him.
If Ye Chenglong is also at the peak of the First Saint Realm, then it will not be so simple to determine the winner of this battle.
Ye Chenglong was free and easy, he admitted defeat and walked off the stage.
During this period, he glanced at Ye Junlang, his eyes seemed to have deep meaning, but he didn't say anything and just walked away.
Ye Junlang frowned. He seemed to understand the deep meaning in Ye Chenglong's eyes, but he didn't quite understand why he was doing this.
He could see that the blow that Ye Chenglong unleashed was not light. Likewise, Zangtian's injuries were by no means as light as it seemed on the surface. If he hadn't had the Netherworld body to protect him, Ye Chenglong would not have been able to do that just now.
The power of one punch was enough to seriously injure him to the point of losing his ability to fight.
Ye Junlang didn't think much about it, because it was his turn to take the stage next.
This time, Ye Junlang's opponent is the young master of the Blood Demon Sect, Tianxue, who is also a powerful genius at the peak of the First Saint Realm and cannot be underestimated at all.
People like Mie Shengzi and Zangtian have shown extremely strong strength. Tianxue can be on par with them, which shows that his strength is not much worse.
This battle must be a tough one!
"Brother Ye, come on!"
Gu Chen and Ji Zhitian are cheering him on.
"Ye Junlang, you will definitely win, come on!" The witch also smiled, and she also came specially to watch the battle.
Bai Xian'er, Tantai Mingyue, Black Phoenix and others also looked at Ye Junlang, their eyes full of encouragement.
Ye Junlang raised the corner of his mouth and showed a confident smile. When the ancient martial arts referee announced the third group of battles, he walked calmly onto the ring.
Tianxue also walked up. He glanced at Ye Junlang and said with a sneer: "Are you going to fight me at this level? Don't you choose to break through?"
"enough!"
Ye Junlang responded with an indifferent tone, but actually he wanted to scold his mother - what the hell, don't I want to break through? The key is that I can't break through, what can I do?
Ye Junlang was also puzzled. His cultivation had clearly reached the pinnacle of the quasi-emperor realm and had reached the critical point of the emperor realm, but he was still unable to break through.
He didn't think about breaking through the realm, and just fought to the end with his current martial arts realm.