The first thousand two hundred and forty-seven chapters sweep two consecutive realms
The silver sword energy dissipated, and the old man's figure was completely gone, chopped into ashes.
Ye Xuan originally wanted to save people, but was stopped by Ying Tianzhu.
For a real swordsman, a fair duel is needed. In the old man's heart, dying at the end of his lifespan is not as good as this happy death.
Life is a sword, death is a sword!
I, a sword cultivator, can definitely die fighting, but I cannot live on my knees!!
It’s admirable!
"asshole!"
Sun He could no longer hold back his anger and shouted loudly.
Next, Sun He looked gloomy and sent people to fight one after another.
Four more Holy Kings of the Ministry of War continued to challenge.
However, without exception, they were all killed by Chen Wuji.
Chen Wuji from the Zhongtian Continent killed seven people from the Tianwu Continent one after another, showing great strength.
"good!"
"You are worthy of being my Zhongtian martial arts cultivator!!"
The momentum of the martial arts cultivators in Zhongtian Continent soared into the sky.
As for the Tianwu cultivators, their aura was low and their faces were all ugly.
Ye Xuan also looked gloomy. This situation occurred in the first realm competition, which was extremely detrimental to the Tianwu cultivators.
Chen Wuji stood in the field and glanced at the Tianwu cultivators, smiling contemptuously: "Does anyone still dare to fight?"
The Tianwu cultivators suddenly fell silent.
There is absolutely no one among our third-level Heavenly Martial Arts cultivators at the Saint King Realm who can compete with this person.
If you send someone else to the field, you will only die!
"Hahaha……!
Seeing that there was no one to challenge him, Chen Wuji finally couldn't help laughing and said proudly: "Among the vast number of Tianwu, there is no one who can fight with all his strength. It's really boring!"
Chen Wuji laughed and shook his head, then turned around and returned.
Commander Sun was extremely angry. The next moment, he saw another person walking out of the Zhongtian Martial Arts Center.
He was a burly man, wearing a black armor. When he landed, he made a dull sound of "dong dong".
"Zhao Zhan from the Zhongtian Continent is at the sixth level of the Saint King Realm. Who dares to fight against those from the Tianwu Continent who are at the same level?"
The big man spoke loudly, his eyes scorning everyone in Tianwu.
At this time, many people among the Tianwu cultivators were filled with fighting spirit.
Although they were completely defeated in the battle for the third level of Heavenly Cultivation in the Holy King Realm, they may not be defeated in other important battles.
Sun He's eyes flickered but he did not speak. He believed that these sixth-level Heavenly Martial Saint King Realm cultivators would not back down.
really.
The next moment, a figure rushed out.
Seeing this person, Ye Xuan's eyes moved. This person was actually the Holy King of the Luo family.
Luo Zhen dodged and arrived at the field, confronting Zhao Zhan dozens of feet away.
"I, Luo Zhen, have come to meet you!"
Luo Zhen looked at Zhao Zhan opposite and spoke.
As soon as he finished speaking, all his energy exploded, and powerful holy power surged through his body.
Zhao Zhan stared at Luo Zhen, sneered, and said: "It's up to you, you can take up to five moves from me!"
Zhao Zhan looked arrogant and his words were full of contempt.
"Five moves?"
When Luo Zhen heard this, his face turned ferocious, crazy, so crazy!
"Hmph! I won't kill you, but I will make you into a puppet and you will never be reincarnated! Let you know my fate!"
Luo Zhen smiled ferociously and said, but his expression became solemn.
If the other party dares to tell you five moves, he must have something to rely on.
Zhao Zhan curled his lips: "The pearl of a grain of rice can compete with the bright moon. If you still want to refine me, go to hell!"
Bang!
Zhao Zhan stepped on the ground and rushed forward like a peerless ferocious beast. He came close to Luo Zhen, punched out, and shouted in a low voice, "First style of crazy fist."
This punch was as powerful as electricity, with ferocious momentum, and made a sharp whistling sound.
Luo Zhen's expression changed and he also punched out.
boom!
Two fists strike each other.
In an instant, he slid ten feet backward, roared in his throat, opened his mouth wide, and shot out a purple electric ball the size of a child's head.
Just when the purple electric ball was about to hit Zhao Zhan, Zhao Zhan's figure suddenly disappeared strangely. Luo Zhen was surprised. Just as he was about to look for traces of the opponent, he heard a clear shout from behind him, "Second Style of Crazy Fist"
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A sense of danger suddenly hit Luo Zhen's heart. He wanted to dodge, but it was too late. He had to let out a low roar, and his body was filled with black light, and a layer of shiny black armor shone on his body.
The appearance is strikingly similar to the Dark Magic Armor, but it has been shrunk countless times and is only human-sized.
'boom!'
An unparalleled force hit Luo Zhen's back, and his black armor shattered. Luo Zhen's body was suddenly thrown into the air, glided hundreds of feet in the air, and fell heavily to the Zhongtian group of cultivators watching the battle.
Underfoot.
"Haha, the defense is good, but it's also a waste!"
"Are all the Tianwu Continent such garbage characters?"
The Zhongtian cultivators looked at Luo Zhen at their feet and laughed.
Luo Zhen was shocked, angry and ashamed. He stood up from the ground unsteadily, with blood coming from the corner of his mouth.
At this time, he already regretted it. If he had known that Zhao Zhan had such terrifying fighting power, he would not have come forward.
He originally wanted to become famous in one battle, spread his name across the continent, and gain the attention of the Queen, but he found that he had gone too far.
Just when Luo Zhen wanted to surrender and admit defeat.
"Die! The third form of Crazy Fist!"
boom!
A huge fist shadow crashed down, and Luo Zhen's body was instantly smashed into pieces and turned into a mess of flesh. He was too dead to die.
He didn't even have a chance to surrender or even surrender to the enemy, so he was forcefully killed by Zhao Zhan.
Ye Xuan shook his head slightly. The moment Zhao Zhan punched out his first punch, he knew that Luo Zhen would be defeated.
Whoosh!
As soon as Luo Zhen died, another person from Tianwu's side rushed out.
This Ye Xuan had seen, it was the young man from the Holy King of the Ministry of War who led the team into Purgatory to annihilate the five alien races.
He was a top-ranked combat master of the same weight in the Ministry of War. He could no longer hold back any longer. At this time, he rushed into the field without saying any nonsense. He cut out a torrent of sword light with a sword in his hand and fought fiercely with Zhao Zhan.
His sword skills are extremely fierce and domineering, cutting straight and moving forward inexorably.
Zhao Zhan's boxing skills are as impressive as one punch is better than the next.
For a moment, swords flashed, fists roared, and the two of them were fighting with each other, evenly matched.
Ye Xuan's eyes showed admiration. The man and the sword were one. From his sword skills, we could see the courage of this young man from the Ministry of War. No matter he won or lost, he was worthy of admiration.
"Although there are also rotten fish in the Ministry of War, most of them are like Lin Zejie, with upright minds, so it is not impossible to join them." Ye Xuan thought to himself.
The martial arts cultivators from both continents were watching the fight attentively and remained silent.
"Fifth style of crazy fist!"
"The sixth form of crazy fist!"
"The Eleventh Style of Crazy Fist!"
"Strike mountains and rivers with force!"
"The sword breaks the world!"
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The attacks of both men were very ferocious, and there were bursts of roars from the sky and the earth. If it weren't for the protection of the barrier, they would have cracked the ground and collapsed the mountain.
The warriors on both sides were stunned and secretly said, "These two are probably the most powerful heroes!"
After half an hour.
boom!
The young man from the Ministry of War finally exhausted his fighting strength and was knocked back dozens of feet by Zhao Zhan with one punch.
He smiled bitterly and said, "I failed."
Zhao Zhan snorted coldly, with a bad look on his face, and said, "Being able to take on my hundreds of crazy punches shows that you are also a genius with top-notch combat power, you are proud of yourself!"
Zhao Zhan did not continue to fight. Since the other party had already admitted defeat, and with the other party's fighting power, he really couldn't keep him if he wanted to leave.
Zhao Zhan swallowed a pill, rested for a while, and said loudly again, "Who else dares to fight with me!?"
The martial arts cultivators of the sixth level of the Saint King Realm in Tianwu were all silent. From watching the battle before, they already knew that this Zhao Zhan was not something they could defeat, and they would only die if they went up to him.
The Tianwu cultivators smiled bitterly, feeling their faces burning as they were swept across two realms in a row.
Commander Sun sighed, fortunately, the next two realms of cultivation can be chosen by Tianwu Continent.