At this time, many clan geniuses felt that their faces seemed to be particularly painful today.
And just when Hua Mingxi breathed a sigh of relief and was about to hand over 3,000 Xu to Zhang Jiuji, a cold shout suddenly came from the crowd.
"Wait a moment."
Hearing the voice, Hua Mingxi frowned slightly, and the coldness in her eyes flashed away, but Ling Xiao's expression did not change at all.
How can a son of destiny seize creation so easily?
Even though this Jiuji has just shown extremely terrifying combat power, some people still think that he can do it.
These people have a resounding name, called... stepping stones!
"Do you want to challenge Mr. Wang Yan?"
Hua Mingxi suppressed the anger in her heart and smiled sweetly.
"good."
Among the crowd, a tall young man with a stern face stood up slowly.
Suddenly, many of the geniuses around him felt a terrifying oppression.
Since this Wang Yan is one of the twelve most powerful people in the Tianque Mansion, his physical strength can be imagined.
Just looking at the appearance, those bulging muscles like hills are enough to intimidate people.
"Hehe, please."
Hua Mingxi smiled gently and stepped aside.
But the moment she turned around, her pretty face was already as cold as frost.
"Junior brother, give me a hard beating. If you beat me to death, it will be your senior sister's fault."
"this…"
Hearing the voice coming from the soul sea, Zhang Jiuji smiled bitterly and nodded immediately.
"Boy, I, Wang Yan, don't want to kill unknown people, so please give me your name."
Wang Yan walked into the palace and stood in front of Zhang Jiuji, overlooking the slender young man in front of him, with a domineering and cruel smile on his face.
Although he is just a talented person, Zhang Jiuji's skills and physical body are both amazing.
However, what Wang Yan admires is the power to defeat all things.
In the face of absolute power, all skills and magical powers are vain.
"Zhang...Jijiu."
Zhang Jiuji said calmly, but at this time he also felt an inexplicable pressure.
However, since Wang Yan's cultivation is in the realm of respect, he has nothing to worry about.
"Zhang Jijiu? Pfft...Are you serious about Jiu? Why do I feel that Eight is more suitable for you?"
Wang Yan smiled solemnly, raised his palm and slowly clasped it, and then compared it with Zhang Jiuji's head.
"Boy, my punch is extremely powerful. If you admit defeat now, you may be able to save your life."
"You are not worthy yet."
Zhang Jiuji shook his head with an indifferent expression, as if he didn't take this contemporary figure seriously at all.
"Okay! I have the guts!!"
Wang Yan snorted coldly and stepped forward suddenly.
"boom!"
Suddenly, under his feet, the bluestone ground shattered and spread like a spider web.
And his figure turned into an afterimage and appeared in front of Zhang Jiuji.
Then!!
Everyone watched in horror as Wang Yan punched out and crushed the void to pieces simply by relying on his physical strength.
"Buzz!"
The buzzing sound resounded instantly, the void shook, and the strong wind howled.
At this time, there was no trace of spiritual power in this hall.
However, in the face of this punch, everyone only felt their scalps numb, and they felt like the world was being turned upside down.
Zhang Jiuji's eyes narrowed slightly, especially when he saw the fist that was bigger than his head, he felt an inexplicable chill in his heart.
only!!
There are seats in all directions of this hall.
In other words, if he was in an open area in the mountains and forests, he would be able to deal with Wang Yan by relying on his body skills or martial arts.
However, in this narrow space at this time, he had no choice but to carry it.
"I'm afraid this battle in Jijiu will be difficult."
Outside the main hall, Yang Yuan frowned slightly, with a look of worry on his face.
Hearing this, Xia Zhimeng didn't open his mouth, but he felt helpless in his heart.
Senior Brother Yang, why do you still worry about others?
"boom!!"
The wind roared, destroying everything.
In front of Zhang Jiuji's eyes, the Tao patterns light up and disappear, and all sounds are silent.
At this moment, layers of celestial light suddenly bloomed outside the young man's body, each wisp of which was filled with the aura of the ultimate avenue.
As the Taoist spirit flows, it seems to turn into a fairy shadow, falling from the sky, sheltering Zhang Jiuji under him.
"Is this breath... the breath of an immortal?"
Seeing this scene, everyone's expressions changed. Apparently, they had never thought that this Jiuji could actually hide such a trump card.
The Holy Body of Creation is the most advanced physique in the world. It has the power to create all spirits and drive away evil and bring good fortune.
At this time, facing Wang Yan, a contemporary figure, Zhang Jiuji finally stopped hiding his cultivation and directly displayed the most powerful holy body.
"boom!!"
The fist shadow fell and hit the immortal shadow hard.
Everyone saw Zhang Jiuji trembling in his steps and taking several steps back before he stabilized his figure. At some point, blood began to slip from the corner of his mouth.
Can!!
Even so, this performance is enough to shock the world.
You must know that all of Wang Yan's methods are based on physical strength.
Although this punch cannot be said to be as powerful as a holy weapon, when it fell on the body, let alone a powerful person in the holy realm, it would be broken.
From this point of view, this Jijiu's physical body is also extremely terrifying.
"Um?"
Wang Yan frowned slightly, obviously a little surprised by the scene in front of him.
He just punched, but he really didn't use all his strength.
However, among his peers, there are no more than ten fingers who can take his punch so easily.
even!!
Even a person like Yaoguang Buddha would definitely cry for a long time if he dared to punch him.
But the young man in front of him just vomited blood and took two steps back?
"Interesting, young man, you have successfully aroused my interest."
Wang Yan shook his neck and stretched his muscles.
Then, he saw a sudden glow blooming on his body, and the already terrifying muscles once again swelled to an extremely exaggerated level.
Faintly, there was a manic and violent aura that spread from Wang Yan's body.
"It's a violent hegemonic body!! Wang Yan is getting serious!!"
"Haha, now that Xiaoji...jiu is going to be cold."
Shock resounded, but Ling Xiao's eyes quietly flashed with evil at this moment.
At this time, he could feel that the strong men in this hall were not as strong as the Holy Realm.
Now that his soul level has already reached the sixth level of the Holy Realm, and with the ancient Pangu Stone and Taichu Talisman covering his aura, even if he secretly uses some methods, no one will be able to detect it.
"Zhang Jiba, if you don't admit defeat, you will have no chance!!"
Wang Yan grinned, his eyes flashing with a heart-stopping ferocity.
At this time, his body was already as ferocious as a monster, and even a layer of fine scales appeared on his hands.
"I've said it before, you're not worthy."
Zhang Jiuji shook his head slightly and held the ancient sword horizontally in his hand.
With the means he currently controls, if he wants to win against this powerful King Yan, he may have to use the power of the Nine-Sun Pagoda.
Now that Yin Yue has his own aura, no one can detect it at all, and he only needs to pour his spiritual power into this sword to break through the physical defense of Wang Yan.