Eight hundred and twentieth chapters to one enemy three
Some people fell silent, while others shouted a few times. There is no doubt that they have two different mentality.
The four people in the ring finally understood that Sun Xu was not a lamb to be slaughtered, but an extremely violent beast, and they could be killed if they were not careful.
After losing the first move and being injured by Sun Xu's palm, it was no longer easy to work together to take action when they were separated.
The one who was knocked to the ground has not come back to his senses yet. If the other three had not stopped Sun Xu, he would probably be dead by now.
The clothes on his body were in tatters and stained with blood, but there was nothing wrong with his body. After all, the bodies of monks were not that fragile.
The blood at the corner of his mouth overflowed and then was wiped off. Under this situation, he still couldn't take action, which showed that his injury was much more serious than imagined.
One can imagine how powerful Sun Xu's palm was.
With one against three, Sun Xu seemed a little passive, but the three of them seemed to have gradually come to a tacit understanding and took the initiative.
Divine consciousness covered the whole place. Sun Xu was well aware of the situation of these people. Even the person who did not take action was not without the power to take action. It seemed that he was trying to paralyze himself and wait for him to relax.
He was alert, and then took action decisively, giving himself a fatal blow.
Unless you are a cultivator at the pinnacle of success and completely give up resistance, with your current strength, it will be difficult to make the opponent lose his fighting power with just one palm.
These people obviously resisted, and the four of them worked together to resist.
The figures were constantly wandering around the ring. The five of them were more than a hundred meters apart, and they were constantly attacking each other. They were fighting inextricably.
After only three or five rounds, everyone was already injured, even Sun Xu was no exception. There was a bloody gash on his face, and an iron-blooded aura suddenly appeared in his gentle temperament.
In the eyes of his fans, he looks more and more masculine.
This is an injury. If you are seriously injured, you may die if you cannot survive this fight. I have to say that fans, as a group, are irrational in many cases.
Hundreds of moves passed in the blink of an eye, but the man never made a move. People in the audience seemed to see that this guy was preparing for a sneak attack.
The other people's attacks were so fierce that Sun Xu was overwhelmed. He seemed to have completely forgotten that there was another person here.
I don't know when, but I was forced to turn my back to this side, and I was continuously retreating as I was being killed. There were a few more wounds on my body. It looked like the situation was not good.
A cruel smile appeared on this man's face. After waiting for so long, it was finally his turn to take action.
Yun Yanyang and others had already stood up anxiously, looking nervously at the ring, their palms covered with sweat. Seeing this guy preparing to take action, they couldn't help but shout: "Danger!"
"Thank you, if Sun Xu fights one by one, there will definitely be no problem, but now..."
It was obvious that the person speaking felt that Sun Xu was finished, and his words were a little regretful.
Sun Xu had never relaxed his attention on this guy. At this moment, he saw that he finally stood up and continued to fight with his hands in the air. It was obvious that it was a powerful killing move.
Not interested, but feeling the power of the opponent, Sun Xu flashed and disappeared behind the opponent. Before the guy could react, he slapped his back vest with a palm.
The tall body appeared exactly where Sun Xu had just been, and three attacks were ready to fall. After a scream, the guy who had been waiting for so long and was about to enlarge his attack died under the attack of his own people.
"Teleportation, teleportation!" a voice shouted, and the scene was in an uproar.
Even the emperors were a little shocked. What was shocking was not the teleportation, but the teleportation in the Mortal Transformation Realm. Under normal circumstances, only monks who have reached the Spiritual General Realm can practice some space techniques.
Now that this kind of ability appears in a monk in the Mortal Transformation Realm, how can one not be shocked?
"Fellow Taoist Taiyi, has your Jiuzhong Palace's research on Kung Fu techniques reached this level?"
When this question was asked, almost all the gods, kings and emperors pricked up their ears, hoping to get an answer. It didn't matter what the exercises were.
As long as you tell them that this kind of technique exists, then someone will naturally study it.
"I'm afraid I can only wait for my lord to come out of seclusion and then give you an answer!"
When everyone thought about it, it was the same reason. After all, Sun Xu was a disciple of Qi Jiuchong, not everyone in Jiuchong Hall. It was normal for him to not know what the technique was.
As for the three people inside, none of their previous advantages were left, but they still gritted their teeth and refused to admit defeat. They had already passed through each other. It must be very expensive for this kid to use this kind of move.
As long as everyone drags on, he will be exhausted to death. Persistence is victory.
Thinking too much, the discomfort Sun Xu showed just now was just a show for the experts outside. After all, he knew what kind of movement it would cause when he performed it.
If the consumption is large, then the threat will be much smaller.
After making several moves in a row, Sun Xu relented decisively, and his moves seemed to be a little out of his depth. As expected, the masters outside all breathed a sigh of relief.
The remaining three people were even more overjoyed. Sure enough, they and others had guessed correctly. This kid was really at the end of his game and was not far from death.
The attacks became more and more fierce, without any regard for his own consumption. Under the blind attack, the flaws became bigger and bigger.
But no one felt that this was a problem. After all, Sun Xu's situation was even more dire. He kept staggering back and was covered in blood, all of which was his own.
Millions of people outside were quietly waiting for the result, and most people felt that Sun Xu would never be able to hold on.
Such a genius was ruined by his own pride and arrogance. He is an out-and-out negative example.
Many high-level sects have decided to use this material to teach their disciples a lesson about being arrogant and arrogant.
Sun Xu staggered and almost fell to the ground, and the movements of his hands also slowed down significantly.
Two attacks landed on his back, leaving two wounds of more than ten centimeters. There was also a force of energy that even penetrated Sun Xu's abdomen.
He forcibly dodged tens of meters away. In the process, Sun Xu quietly performed three hand strikes. Most people were attracted by his injuries. Few people noticed that the three swords quietly unsheathed themselves and appeared in front of the three people.
The back of the head.
The three of them were overjoyed and rushed forward to collect the fruits of victory.
The three swords drew three perfect arcs, like a weak wind, across the necks of the three people.
Sun Xu suddenly stood still, and blood rose into the sky, spurting out from the bodies of the three of them. (To be continued)