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Chapter 1472 The Eye of Death

"What is the origin of Wenzhuo? He is so powerful."

On the square platform where the Immortal Altar is located, the old immortal monster narrowed his eyes.

Shui Zhe is the number one genius in the Immortal Altar, so the Immortal Monster pays extremely meticulous attention to the seventh arena.

Originally, in the eyes of the immortal old monster, Shui Zhe's hundred-game winning streak shouldn't be any surprise, but the sudden rise of Wen Zhuo made the immortal old monster feel a little threatened.

He is also a semi-saint in cultivation, and can kill the invincible emperor with one punch. His strength is infinitely close to Shui Zhe. It can be said that Wenzhuo is definitely Shui Zhe's biggest opponent this time.

"Don't worry, Lord Immortal. All of Shui Zhe's skills are inherited from you, the immortal monster."

"Although Wen Zhuo's strength is extraordinary, it is still not enough when facing Shui Zhe."

Next to the immortal old monster, the elders of the immortal altar continued to talk without any worry on their faces.

After all, Shui Zhe is not an ordinary half-saint. In the eyes of the elders of the Immortal Altar, Zhuo Wen will never be Shui Zhe's opponent.

The immortal old monster nodded. Shui Zhe was a genius cultivated by the Immortal Altar with all his strength. He had a lot of trump cards. He didn't really think that Shui Zhe would lose to Nawenzhuo because of this.

The moment Zhuo Wen and Shui Zhe met, countless people's eyes gathered.

At this moment, many battles in the ring have ended early, and players with a hundred consecutive victories are looking at the seventh ring with interest.

"This Wen Zhuo's strength is extraordinary. I wonder if he can defeat Shui Zhe?"

The flower fairy in the Baihua Garden in the Flower Serenity, her graceful figure lingers among the flowers, and her giggle is as clear and sweet as a silver bell.

Many warriors around him were lost in despair and looked obsessed with it.

"No!" Shazi replied coldly.

"I don't think so either. Although Shui Zhe is only a semi-sage, his power of law is extremely powerful. Ordinary Kongxuan saints may not be able to do anything to him."

Yasha, whose body was surrounded by countless waves of water, sneered arrogantly, and his voice was extremely eerie and terrifying.

Although the top geniuses of the other major Netherworlds did not speak, it could be seen from their expressions that they were more inclined towards Shui Zhe.

Both are the number one geniuses in the Nether Realm. They have competed against each other before, and they both understand how powerful their respective methods and strengths are.

It is precisely because they know the root cause that they are so sure that Shui Zhe will win.

Yang Yi leaned lazily on the edge of the ring, surrounded by several junior brothers and sisters from the academy. His eyes fell lazily on Wen Zhuo, revealing a faint smile.

"The strength is pretty good. He can actually win ninety-nine consecutive victories."

Shui Zhe stood proudly and continued: "However, your winning streak will soon end, and it will be ended by me."

Zhuo Wen glanced at Shui Zhe, then looked at Cao Rong and said: "Senior Cao Rong, I don't want to hear nonsense, so let's start quickly."

As soon as these words came out, Shui Zhe's face froze, and bloodshot eyes immediately appeared, which was a sign of anger.

This Wenzhuo went too far. He even talked nonsense about him in front of him. It was obvious that he didn't take him seriously at all.

"let's start!"

Cao Rong spoke calmly. Speaking of which, he also wanted to see what kind of sparks these two geniuses, who were both semi-saints, would create.

Especially for Wenzhuo, he hadn't been able to see his specific cultivation before. It wasn't until he was fighting that he finally realized the aura of his true cultivation.

It was obvious that Wenzhuo had practiced quite incredible concealment skills, and even he, a heavenly saint, was fooled by him at the beginning.

Coupled with the strong combat power that Wenzhuo later showed, Cao Rong became extremely interested in this humble cultivator at the beginning.

Whoosh!

As soon as Cao Rong's words were spoken, Shui Zhe moved. His movements were extremely fast and violent, like a cunning rabbit, and he was in front of Zhuo Wen in an instant.

"You don't use the power of law?"

Zhuo Wen stood quietly, raised his head slightly, looked at Shui Zhe who was almost close at hand, and said indifferently.

"Do I still need the power of law to deal with you?"

Shui Zhe said, and punched Zhuo Wen hard in the head.

"Then don't regret it."

Zhuo Wen grinned and punched out with the same punch. With this punch, the traces of golden veins on the surface of his fist were extremely obvious, and a vast aura spread.

Boom!

The two fists faced each other, and a thunderous sound erupted. Then Shuizhe took dozens of steps back, while Zhuo Wen remained motionless.

"What a terrifying strange power?"

Shui Zhe's eyes showed fear and he stared at Zhuo Wen with some surprise. He really couldn't figure out why the body of the young man in front of him was so terrifying.

"Shui Zhe fell into a disadvantage?"

This scene, in the eyes of others, seems to be complicated.

"Don't be careless."

Shui Zhe's eyes became cautious, and he saw that with a slight flick of his right hand, the somewhat twisted wrist began to gradually recover.

"die!"

Shuizhe shouted loudly, and the breath of death filled the air, and then a huge shadow of the God of Death appeared behind him.

This phantom of the God of Death was tall, wearing a hooded black trench coat, and holding a black sickle several feet long.

As soon as the Law of Death was released, Shui Zhe stepped on the ground with his right foot. The terrifying force spread out, and the ground beneath his feet suddenly cracked.

Whoosh!

Shui Zhe rushed out like an arrow from a string and punched out again. This punch condensed an extremely huge meaning of death.

The strong meaning of death spread and even affected many warriors around them, giving them a sense of fear in the face of death.

"barren!"

Zhuo Wen was not to be outdone, and the power of desolation spread, as if it could destroy everything in the world.

This desolate power condensed in Zhuo Wen's palm, forming a small black ball.

The moment Shui Zhe came over, Zhuo Wen pushed out his palm and slammed it in front of Shui Zhe.

Boom!

The two forces of desolation and death collided together, gray and black, almost filling the entire arena.

Then the huge arena began to age like a withered flower, and eventually collapsed inch by inch and turned into dust.

Whizzing!

The moment the arena shattered, two figures retreated from both sides of the ruins, suspended in mid-air.

The aftermath turned into air waves and spread in all directions, causing the warriors watching on the seventh stage to involuntarily back up and down, with frightened expressions on their eyes.

In mid-air, Shui Zhe and Zhuo Wen faced each other from a distance, their fighting spirit rising to the sky.

"Your strength is very good, and the power of the Law of Desolation is also very strong, but it is a pity that the power of the Law of Death that I have understood is even greater than your Law of Desolation."

Shui Zhe's mouth was full of mockery. In terms of laws alone, the Law of Death is indeed more advanced and powerful than the Law of Desolation.

"So what? It's still you who fails in the end."

Zhuo Wen was too lazy to pay attention to Shui Zhe. With a squeeze of his right hand, the Law of Desolation rolled into a large spear that was about 10 feet long.

Whoosh!

Zhuo Wen stood with a gun in his hand and stepped on the void with his right foot. His whole body was like a burst of blue smoke, rushing out violently. With a flick of the big gun, the terrifying power of desolation filled the air, causing the space to begin to distort.

Not to be outdone, Shui Zhe stretched out his right hand, and the shadow of the God of Death behind it roared, shrouding Shui Zhe's entire body like a shadow.

Suddenly, Shui Zhe's whole body was filled with the aura of death, and the shadow of the God of Death was like a coat, covering Shui Zhe's body, causing the aura in his body to surge to the extreme.

"die!"

Shui Zhe let out a low roar, and slashed out with the Death Scythe. The blade erupted with a black light that was like substance, and rushed out from the void, slashing directly in front of Zhuo Wen.

Zhuo Wen's eyes were cold, and he turned the barren gun in his hand suddenly, and the gray desolate air spread out.

Boom!

The two weapons collided violently, and a gray-black mushroom cloud of energy erupted between them. The aftermath spread like ripples toward the surrounding space, causing the surrounding space to become distorted and unstable.

Bang bang bang!

The two of them each stepped back dozens of steps, and then they both shouted loudly, unwilling to be outdone. They stepped on each other with the soles of their feet, and the two were once again entangled like a whirlwind.

The forces of the two laws of desolation and death are intertwined, erupting into extremely mysterious fluctuations.

This wave of fluctuations spread out, setting off endless waves of energy. Everyone around the ring fell backwards under the influence of this wave of energy.

Some warriors who lacked strength spit out a mouthful of blood when swept by this air wave, and their faces became as pale as snow.

"What a terrifying power of law, the battle between these two people..."

Not only the other warriors in the seventh arena, but also the warriors in other arenas in the natural world also showed expressions of astonishment.

Their eyes fell on the two figures that were constantly intertwining. Because the speed of the two people intersecting was so fast, some people could not even see the specific trajectories of the two people. They could only see the fluctuations caused by the collision between the two.

It can be seen that the battle between the two was extremely fierce and terrifying.

Hua Xianzi, Sha Zi, Yaksha and other top geniuses in the Nether Realm who had previously evaluated Zhuo Wen and Shuizhe also showed signs of astonishment.

"This Wenzhuo seems to be really extraordinary. He has actually understood the Law of Desolation. Even Shuizhe's Law of Death can't suppress the former."

Hua Xianzi chuckled, letting out a laugh like a silver bell, and a pair of beautiful eyes fell tightly on Wenzhuo's body, which contained curiosity and interest.

boom!

There was another muffled sound, and Shui Zhe and Zhuo Wen each stepped back dozens of steps, facing each other from afar.

Shui Zhe's eyes were full of solemnity, and he said in a deep voice: "It seems that you have not exerted your full strength before. It is really rare that the Law of Desolation can exert such a majestic power in you."

"However, the battle between us will end soon."

As he spoke, the Law of Death on Shuizhe's body began to surge continuously, and an astonishing black light erupted from the center of his eyebrows.

"Eye of Death!"

As he spoke, a crack opened between Shui Zhe's brows, and dark pupils emerged from the crack.

The moment the eye of death cracked open, the laws of death around Shui Zhe began to boil, and then they all gathered in the black pupils between his eyebrows.

Whoosh!

After all the laws of death entered the eye of death, the eye blinked suddenly and emitted a dark light...

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