Originally, with Wang Po's strength, even if he now entered the fourth level of summoning spirits, it would be extremely troublesome for Zuo Chen to deal with it.
Who would have known that the other party's use of the Myriad Destruction Eyes was actually counterattacked by the mysterious jade in his own body by chance, causing his origin to be injured.
This was simply an opportunity given to Zuo Chen by God. It directly reduced the realm gap between the two to the lowest point, making Zuo Chen's disadvantage in the origin of the realm disappear.
Taking a step forward, Zuo Chen's ancient energy was running wildly, chasing him fiercely, while Wang Po, on the other hand, retreated in an extremely embarrassed manner.
Invisible murderous intent spread out, and Zuo Chen's mind locked onto the opponent's figure. At this moment, he made seals with his hands in vain, and his whole body made strange postures.
"Shadow Blade!"
Zuo Chen spoke sharply and spit out four words.
The surging sword intention burst out in an instant, and the terrifying edge was blessed between Zuo Chen's body. Three almost nihilistic blades appeared, spinning within three feet in front of Zuo Chen.
The next moment, the sword light penetrated the space and rushed out at a furious speed, turning into three invisible phantoms.
No matter how fast Wang Po was, he couldn't be faster than Gu Yuan Shu, and he was hit directly the moment he was locked by the sword light.
Tsk tsk tsk!
All three blades entered Wang Po's body.
The sharp blade cut everything, smashed Wang Po's clothes, and opened three eye-catching cracks on his body.
"puff……!"
A mouthful of blood spread. Wang Po could no longer suppress it and directly spurted out a mouthful of blood.
An indescribable feeling of depression spread in Wang Po's heart. From the beginning to the present of this battle, he was clearly higher than Zuo Chen at the second level of heaven, but in fact he was completely suppressed by the opponent. From the beginning to the end
At a disadvantage.
A real life-and-death battle is not like the usual sparring between disciples. You move one move at a time, and it takes a long time to decide the winner. For Yuan warriors, a life-and-death battle is often extremely tense, and a miscalculated step can lead to an unexpected outcome.
Maybe that's what caused the next step to go wrong.
This Wang Po, ever since he used the Myriad Destruction Divine Eye and suffered backlash, has lost the rhythm of his attacks and has no control over this battle at all. It is normal for this kind of defeat to occur.
The murderous intention spread, Zuo Chen drove the Shadow Blade to attack again, and the rhythm of the battlefield was completely controlled by himself. Even if he was two days higher than himself, it was almost impossible for Wang Po to overturn the situation.
thing.
As Zuo Chen continued to kill, Wang Po kept roaring and retreating, and his fighting spirit was constantly wiped out by Zuo Chen. Finally, a touch of panic appeared in his eyes.
He couldn't accept such an ending. There was obviously a huge gap between Zuo Chen and him. How could he break through two heavens in a row and step into the fourth heaven of summoning spirits in just three days? That's all, it was the most terrifying thing.
What's surprising is that the gap between the strength of the opponent's Soul Summoning Fourth Level and his own is not that big.
There was silence all over the land, and everyone's eyes were completely attracted to the two people on the field at this moment, especially Zuo Chen, the young man who was originally a little dim in front of Wang Po, but now he has dominated the battlefield and controlled everything.
"How could Zuo Chen be so powerful?" Everyone had the same thought.
"I don't believe it!"
Wang Po's voice was sharp and he bit his lower lip fiercely. His whole body's momentum surged in an instant. The lines that originally appeared on his body doubled in size again, and there was even a hint of blood red color.
Under Zuo Chen's constant pursuit, the originally decadent momentum turned back in vain.
The sudden enhancement of this pattern made Wang Po's physical aura twice as powerful, and the opponent's energy and blood circulation reached its limit.
With one step forward, Wang Po's body shook, and he came to fight close to him.
Between each punch and each move, there is a flash of blood-red light. In this state, Wang Po's power completely exceeds the normal power.
Zuo Chen frowned. He found the opportunity to chase the opponent one after another. His energy and spirit had been reduced to the worst state. It was impossible for him to become so strong in an instant. He must have used some taboo-like method to forcibly increase his strength.
"Do you want to fight physically? Then come." Looking at Wang Po's approaching figure, Zuo Chen's eyes revealed a bit of excitement.
In an instant, the two bodies were intertwined, and there were constant banging and explosions, and streams of fierce energy dispersed in all directions, exploding continuously.
Facing the improvement of Wang Po's condition, Zuo Chen still managed to remain unfazed under such a physical collision. Every punch he fired made Wang Po's face darker.
The speed of the two people became faster and faster, and their shots almost turned into phantoms, making it difficult for people to see clearly.
Boom boom boom!!
The battlefield roared, and two invisible strong winds whipped up, turning into two raging energy storms, hovering in the field.
Some disciples suddenly rubbed their eyes. In their eyes, Zuo Chen's figure actually gave them an indescribable strange feeling. If they were to describe it seriously, it was as if the opponent had turned into a humanoid dragon, swinging continuously on the battlefield.
, every move contains the most primitive mystery.
With a bang, Wang Po's body screamed and flew out, falling to the ground helplessly.
His body had become swollen, his clothes were stained with blood, and the originally dense lines had almost disappeared, all broken up by Zuo Chen.
Until now, Wang Po's momentum was completely defeated, and the aura that originally belonged to the sixth level of the Soul Summoning Realm was almost extinguished, and the whole person looked extremely embarrassed.
The battlefield was silent, Wang Po said nothing, and just looked at Zuo Chen like a fool, with a trace of dejection in his eyes.
"You win." Wang Po murmured, staring at Zuo Chen, completely giving up resistance: "Kill me."
After signing the life and death order, as the battle continued to this moment, the final outcome may be about to appear. Countless disciples took a deep breath, and even some female disciples turned away, not daring to watch the scene.
This is not a competition between two people, nor is it a competition like the Three Ranking Conference, but a real life and death battle. You can only win but not lose. But at this moment, Wang Po is defeated, and the outcome of defeat is death.
Zuo Chen's eyes were like a shuttle, and he locked onto Wang Po tightly, stepping out step by step. As he moved forward, the murderous intention gathered in Zuo Chen's body became stronger and stronger.
laugh……!
Suddenly, Wang Po took action, waving his right hand, and a dark green smoke appeared in front of Zuo Chen.
After the smoke appeared, Zuo Chen groaned and his body trembled in vain.
"Die!" Wang Po sneered, his original aura of decadence swept away, and he stood up directly. A short dagger appeared in his right hand and pierced Zuo Chen's chest.
The dagger broke through Zuo Chen's chest, and a stream of blood spurted out. Then Wang Po stepped on Zuo Chen's body hard and kicked Zuo Chen three meters away.
The situation on the battlefield immediately changed. Wang Po went crazy, breathing heavily, with a crazy breath coming from the depths of his pupils, and murmured: "You forced me, you forced me, I don't want to die."
"Hahahahaha... If you dare to challenge me, this is the end, you die." Wang Po said excitedly, his voice trembling as if he was going to survive a disaster.
In the entire battle pavilion, countless people's expressions changed suddenly, and they were shocked by the scene before them. No one thought that at this last moment, Wang Po would turn defeat into victory and directly injure Zuo Chen.
"That smoke... what kind of Ancient Yuan Technique is it? It's so powerful?" Many disciples had doubts on their faces, speculating on Wang Po's last move.
To be able to have such a strong power and directly injure Zuo Chen so hard that he almost lost his resistance, the worst must be an Earth-level mid-level or even a high-level Earth-level Ancient Yuan Technique, right?
"That's not Ancient Yuan Technique. If I read it correctly, it should be the snake venom from the body of the Netherworld Snake." Then, a sect elder who appeared in the battle pavilion to watch the battle spoke in a deep voice and explained this way.
"poison?"
The expressions of some disciples changed slightly, and the admiration that originally appeared in their eyes seemed to have disappeared, replaced by a faint contempt.
Even the female disciples who were madly worshiping Wang Po turned red in the face. They wanted to say something about Wang Po's stature, tallness, and tyrannical strength, but they couldn't.
Only a few female disciples became excited: "I knew that Senior Brother Wang Po was the strongest and could definitely defeat Zuo Chen."
However, after a few of them finished speaking, they were met with countless indifferent looks. Feeling that something was wrong, some of the female disciples who opened their mouths immediately closed their mouths tightly.
The original battle between these two people, considering Wang Po's popularity, many people were not optimistic about Zuo Chen. Even if Zuo Chen had the upper hand and crushed Wang Po, the final outcome would be about to be established.
At that time, many people were still unhappy: How could you, a mere Zuo Chen, defeat Senior Brother Wang Po?
However, at this moment, many people's inner thoughts have completely changed. This Wang Po is really too ruthless, no, simply insidious.
Use snake venom at critical moments. This kind of poison cannot be tolerated by a strong person in the Soul Summoning Realm, even a strong person who has entered the third level of cultivation, the Fusion of Martial Arts Realm. When this thing is used in battle, it is completely like a low-level person.
Absolute means are not accepted by Yuan warriors.
Many people looked at Zuo Chen no longer with the initial disdain, but with pity. However, they understood that Wang Po's use of snake venom did not break the sect's rules. After signing the life and death order, the two of them fought.
In the end, no matter what methods you used in the process. From this point of view, although Wang Po's behavior is despicable, it does not seem wrong.
Bang!
In the battlefield, Wang Po kicked Zuo Chen several meters away with a fierce kick. A crazy and cruel aura emerged on his face, and he murmured: "Death? I can't let you die like this. If you dare to challenge me, I can't let you die."
You die easily."
He wanted to torture and make Zuo Chen suffer so much that Wang Po would feel happy and happy, and the depression that Zuo Chen had previously suppressed would disappear.
Walking towards Zuo Chen step by step, Wang Po looked at Zuo Chen who was in great pain on the ground, with a cruel smile on his face, and the dagger in his hand fell hard on Zuo Chen's shoulder.
A deafening roar came out, and almost at the same time, Wang Po let out a miserable cry, and was suddenly slapped between the ribs by Zuo Chen's leg. He was kicked away more than ten meters away and slammed on the edge of the battlefield.