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Chapter 1469 Bombing

Next, Zhuo Wen's victory was extremely easy. He basically didn't use any moves. He punched out all other people's attacks, destroying all the opponent's attacks.

Soon, Zhuo Wen achieved fifty consecutive victories.

"This Wenzhuo's physical body is really amazing. So far, I haven't seen him use other methods such as martial arts and armor soul."

Under the ring, many warriors looked at Zhuo Wen's back with fear.

Originally, Zhuo Wen was unknown, and no one even noticed him. However, after fighting again and again, everyone finally noticed how extraordinary Zhuo Wen was.

Especially Zhuo Wen's body is the subject that everyone talks about in the ring.

In addition, Zhuo Wen was sometimes merciless in his attacks, so after fifty wins, many warriors who met Zhuo Wen simply gave up.

Of course, these abstentions are basically those warriors whose strength is lower than that of the Invincible Emperor.

Among the one hundred people in the seventh arena, most of them are of this strength. There are only five who have reached the level of the Invincible Emperor or above. Shui Zhe is one of them, and he is a half-saint.

In addition to Shui Zhe, there is another person who is a casual cultivator without any sect, and the other three, two of them are core disciples of Qinglong Palace, namely Wu Lan and Zheng Tang, and the other one is Shi Yi, a disciple of the Killing Alliance.

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Except for the casual cultivator with no family or sect, the other four of them all stared at Zhuo Wen unkindly.

Because during the competition, many brothers who belonged to their faction were killed by Zhuo Wen with one punch.

When Cao Rong checked in with Zhuo Wen again, Zhuo Wen punched out again, knocking his opponent out of the ring. The result was a clean and unsuspicious result.

Next, Zhuo Wen continued his winning streak, winning more than seventy games in a row, and finally met a heavyweight opponent.

The golden light spot between Zhuo Wen's eyebrows became more and more intense, and gradually condensed into a golden pattern. The golden pattern rushed towards the sky, like a golden sword.

Those who also condensed the golden patterns were in the seventh arena, that is, Shui Zhe and other five people who were all above the Invincible Emperor. Especially Shui Zhe, the golden patterns between his eyebrows were extremely blazing, and there was a faint hint of the second one.

Gold pattern trend.

Wu Lan stood quietly on the side of the ring, stared at Zhuo Wen, and sneered: "I finally met you. I saw that you had a great time killing our Qinglong Palace disciples before. You all killed them instantly with one punch. If you have the ability, you can also punch us.

Try killing me instantly."

As he spoke, Wu Lan's eyes were full of provocation.

Everyone in the arena shook their heads secretly. After all, Wu Lan was also an invincible emperor. He had mastered the power of a law that ordinary warriors could not match.

Although Wenzhuo is strong enough, it is too exaggerated to kill an invincible emperor with one punch. Unless this boy is a semi-saint, it would be impossible.

Shui Zhe and the other three Invincible Emperor Master warriors all had joking expressions on their faces, and even Cao Rong showed interest.

Speaking of which, so far, every time Wen Zhuo has fought, he has never used a second move, except when the opponent admits defeat and kills him instantly with one punch.

"Do you think you are qualified to let me punch you a second time?"

Zhuo Wen said something nonchalantly, and then he punched out with a light punch, but what no one noticed was that traces of golden veins began to adhere to the surface of Zhuo Wen's fist, and he quoted a trace of the power of the Holy Body.

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What? He still only threw one punch.

Under the ring, everyone exploded, Zhuo Wen's words were really arrogant.

If facing ordinary high-level emperor warriors, Zhuo Wen only used one punch, they would not be surprised.

But now, this Wenzhuo's opponent is an invincible emperor, and he actually intends to only throw one punch, which is too arrogant.

As the referee, Cao Rong's eyelids twitched, but he was extremely surprised.

Facing the invincible emperor, he still only threw one punch. Apart from his brain problems, this Wenzhuo was extremely confident in his own strength.

The smile on Wu Lan's face also stiffened, as if she had been slapped hard.

His provocative words just now were naturally meant to be a joke, and he didn't think that Wen Zhuo would only punch him with one punch.

But now, Wenzhuo still only punched him once, which was undoubtedly a severe slap in his face.

"You are really arrogant. Let's see how arrogant you are after I knock you down directly."

Wu Lan was so angry that he laughed, and a violent wind swept around him, and the wind became stronger and stronger, and finally rose into the sky, pushing away the dark clouds in the sky.

"Junior brother Wu Lan masters the law of wind. This law can be used both offensively and defensively, and is quite powerful." At the same time, Zheng Tang, a disciple of Qinglong Palace, clasped his hands on his shoulders and sneered.

"Wind Dragon!"

The moment the wind law came out, Wu Lan flipped the seals with his hands, and the violent storm suddenly swept up the huge wind dragon, roared, and rushed towards Zhuo Wen.

Boom!

Zhuo Wen still punched the wind dragon without any change, and immediately the seemingly terrifying wind dragon collapsed inch by inch.

However, Zhuo Wen's fist continued to attack Wu Lan with unabated force and hit Wu Lan hard on the chest.

"No!"

Wu Lan screamed, and this seemingly light punch hit his body, as if it was wrapped with a huge force.

Then his internal organs began to tremble, and then his body began to crack. Countless blood mist rushed out and exploded with a roar.

Whoosh!

At the moment Wu Lan fell, the golden pattern between Wu Lan's eyebrows broke away and fell on Zhuo Wen's body.

Then, the golden light between Zhuo Wen's eyebrows flashed, and finally a second golden pattern emerged, and a powerful holy power flowed out from Zhuo Wen's body.

"Holy Luck!"

Zhuo Wen closed his eyes slightly, feeling the benefits brought by the holy luck, and he began to have a new level of understanding of the five laws of ice, fire, void, desolation and death that existed in him.

"It's not enough, I need more holy luck."

Zhuo Wen shook his head, with a hint of greed in his eyes. Although with the help of Holy Luck, his understanding of the five laws in the body became more and more profound, he was still far away from the opportunity for breakthrough.

The entire arena became extremely silent. Everyone stared blankly at Wu Lan, who exploded into countless blood mist. He opened his mouth but didn't say a word.

As the referee, Cao Rong couldn't help but be stunned.

With one punch, this guy really killed Wu Lan instantly with just one punch, not even a scum was left.

"How can there be such a terrifying incarnation in this world? The strength of the body can resist the power of the law?"

Cao Rong thought to himself, but his eyes were fixed on Zhuo Wen. He found that the young man in front of him gave him the feeling that he was becoming more and more confused. Of course, he was also becoming more and more interested.

"Bastard, you actually killed Junior Brother Wu Lan? You were simply looking for death."

Zheng Tang, who was originally sneering, turned his face completely frozen and stared at Zhuo Wen ferociously.

"Idiot! If you have the ability, you can come up and avenge your junior brother." Zhuo Wen said calmly.

Zheng Tang fell silent immediately. He was also the invincible emperor. Although he was Wu Lan's senior brother, his strength was not much higher.

If the Wen Zhuo in front of him can kill Wu Lan, he can naturally kill him too.

"It's interesting. It seems that Wen Zhuo's cultivation level should be half-saint, otherwise it would be impossible to kill Wu Lan so easily."

Shui Zhe frowned slightly. He was also a semi-saint in cultivation. It was not difficult to defeat and kill Wu Lan, but it was a little difficult to kill him with one punch like Zhuo Wen.

Thinking of this, Shuizhe began to look squarely at Wenzhuo for the first time.

Click!

Qingyu'an squeezed his right hand, making a crunching sound, and stared gloomily at the Nine Nether Sky Terrace. Wu Lan's death in the seventh arena naturally attracted Qingyu'an's attention.

Wu Lan is the invincible emperor. Even in the Qinglong Palace, the number of talented disciples with this level of cultivation can be counted on both hands. It is not that easy to train one.

"Who is that kid? I remember that this guy in the seventh arena also killed our Qinglong Palace disciples, right?" Qing Yu'an asked the other senior officials of Qinglong Palace behind him.

"From the information that came from the seventh arena, this boy seems to be named Wenzhuo. Like those Jia Shen Academy, he seems to have specially selected disciples from the five major forces to kill. This boy's behavior is very suspicious, and it is said that he is also a loose man.

Repair." One of the old men said respectfully.

Qing Yu'an narrowed his eyes slowly and said to himself: "My name is Wenzhuo? And he specially picks disciples from the five major forces to attack? And he is also a non-sectarian cultivator."

"This guy……"

Having said this, Qing Yu'an's eyes burst out with murderous intent. He had already guessed Wen Zhuo's identity, but he did not say it out, but his expression returned to calm.

"Wen Zhuo is Zhuo Wen upside down. It seems that this boy is Zhuo Wen in disguise. This boy is quite courageous. He actually dares to come to the Jiuyou Conference." Qing Yu'an said secretly in his heart.

Originally, Qing Yu'an should have acted immediately the moment he discovered Zhuo Wen, but he did not.

Because Jiuyou Tiantai is now controlled by Cao Rong, who is from the Chaos Temple, and Qing Yu'an has secretly planned a big plan in his heart.

Once this big plan succeeds, not only will Zhuowen be able to capture that little beast, but even the entire Nine Nether Realm will be in his bag.

"Let this little bastard jump around for a while. Once the plan is implemented, he will definitely die." Qing Yuan's eyes flashed with coldness and he thought to himself.

Not only Qingyu'an noticed Zhuo Wen, but also some other leaders of Nether Realm began to notice Zhuo Wen, especially when they saw Zhuo Wen kill Wu Lan with one punch, they all showed surprise.

However, none of them connected Wenzhuo and Zhuo Wen like Qing Yu'an did. After all, in terms of familiarity, Qing Yu'an actually knew Zhuo Wen better, so he could quickly associate the two together.

On the square stage in Wuyou Realm, Marquis Wu frowned slightly. He always felt that Wenzhuo was somewhat similar to him.

But at first glance, Wen Zhuo's aura was very strange, and Wu Hou was a little unsure.

"I'm afraid I'm worrying too much."

Wu Hou murmured in a low voice, then his eyes fell on other arenas, and he sighed: "I really don't know how many of my Shengwu Sect disciples will be able to enter the top 100 this time."

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