After hearing this, Holy Son Junyu's face looked better.
Facing the fifth prince with a knowing expression, Holy Son Junyu turned to look at Zhu Tianpeng and said: "Emperor, right? I will never be careless this time, and I will never do anything to you."
Any chance, the only thing waiting for you is death!"
Hearing this, a cold light flashed across Zhu Tianpeng's eyes, but he had a brilliant idea in his heart.
After glancing at the fifth prince who was smiling brightly under the ring but with anger in his brows, a slight curve rose at the corner of his mouth.
The next second, Zhu Tianpeng locked his eyes on Holy Son Junyu, raised his right hand again and said, "Really? If so, then I'm going to take action!"
Hearing this, Holy Son Junyu was shocked and immediately put on a defensive posture, his whole body was like a frightened bird.
Obviously, the previous slap still had a lot of psychological impact on him.
Seeing this scene, Zhu Tianpeng smiled even more. Under the puzzled gazes of Saint Junyu and the monks outside the court, he waved his right hand and said with a playful expression: "Hey, that slap just now hurt my right hand.
There is still some dull pain!”
As soon as these words came out, the demon monk outside the venue pinched his thigh fiercely, replacing the pain with the sound of laughter that he wanted to make. He kept coughing in his mouth and hunched over, holding back tears.
Everyone could see that Zhu Tianpeng was clearly playing tricks on Holy Son Junyu, but Holy Son Junyu reacted as if he had put his face in front of Zhu Tianpeng. How could the latter not be angry?
Holy Son Junyu also realized at this moment that he didn't know that Zhu Tianpeng was teasing him again.
Almost instantly, Holy Son Junyu's face turned red and he roared: "You bastard, if you dare to play tricks on me, go to hell!"
After saying that, Holy Son Junyu shook his body, and the pressure of the semi-saint swept over him. His figure jumped out, and a magic weapon comparable to the top innate spiritual treasure appeared in his hand, aiming at Zhu Tianpeng's heart.
He stabbed it out directly.
Astonishingly, Holy Son Junyu was determined to avenge Zhu Tianpeng's life.
Seeing this, Zhu Tianpeng narrowed his eyes, and when he performed the Chaos Green Lotus Step, his figure disappeared from the place in an instant.
boom--
The next second, the area where Zhu Tianpeng was standing exploded, and a huge pit emerged. Rubbles flew into the air, and dust was everywhere. The power was unparalleled.
However, after the blow, Holy Son Junyu's face became more and more ugly. His eyes locked on Zhu Tianpeng who appeared not far away, and he roared: "Asshole, you actually dare to hide, you will die for me."
After saying that, Holy Son Junyu once again raised his magic weapon to kill Zhu Tianpeng.
Regarding this, Zhu Tianpeng had a look of astonishment on his face.
Shouldn't you hide?
Do I stand there stupidly and beat you?
For a moment, Zhu Tianpeng's image of Saint Junyu weakened by three points.
With such domineering behavior, it is simply a miracle that the latter can reach the level of semi-saint. No, it is truly a miracle that the latter can survive to this day.
Thinking of this, Zhu Tianpeng looked at Holy Son Junyu who was coming with a magic weapon, and with a sinister expression on his lips, he said, "You want to confront me head-on? I'll help you!"
After finishing speaking, Zhu Tianpeng raised his right hand, with power bursting out from it, as if he was going to confront Holy Son Junyu head-on.
Seeing this scene, Holy Son Junyu was overjoyed, with a sarcastic look on his face and said: "You lowly guy, you actually try to use your body to compete with the top-notch innate magic weapon in the hands of this Holy Son, you are looking for death!"
As he spoke, the power around Holy Son Junyu surged. The top-level innate magic weapon in his hand shone brightly, filling the air with terrifying power. This blow was enough to destroy an entire party.
For a moment, the expressions of everyone outside the venue changed drastically. One by one, they floated up and looked into the venue with horrified eyes.
Seeing the two sides getting closer, Zhu Tianpeng suddenly curled his lips at Saint Junyu and said, "Do you really think I'm an idiot and will fight with you head-on? You fool!"
After finishing speaking, Zhu Tianpeng took a step forward, and when he performed the Chaos Green Lotus Step, his figure disappeared from the place in an instant.
This scene happened so fast that Holy Son Junyu hadn't even recovered yet, but this blow was already on the string and had to be fired.
Subconsciously waving the top-level innate magic weapon in his hand, the terrible power swept through, and the Baili area was instantly destroyed. Many monks were even caught off guard, without even a trace of resistance, and died directly to Holy Son Junyu.
Under a single blow.
For a time, within a hundred miles, the angry roars of the monks resounded in all directions: "Damn it, what's going on!"
"You bastard, where did you come from? Don't you know that the use of such terrifying power is not allowed in ring battles?"
"Who is it? Who is it? I must kill him. It was almost, almost, I was affected."
"..."
A trace of blood-red eyes turned to the ring. After seeing Holy Son Junyu who was holding the top-level innate magic weapon, the demon monks who were called Sang just now felt as if someone had pinched their necks. Their faces turned red, and they were speechless.
I can't speak anymore.
At this moment, a black figure suddenly appeared in the air behind Saint Junyu.
The person who appeared was none other than Zhu Tianpeng.
I saw Zhu Tianpeng kicking out, and without any hesitation, he kicked on the back of Saint Junyu.
There was a 'click', and the bones cracked. As the screams rose from the mouth of Holy Son Junyu, his body was already unstable. With this powerful blow, his body once again turned into a kite with broken strings and was kicked away.
This time, Zhu Tianpeng's force was obviously much stronger, and he kicked him for a mile before he stopped.
Floating to the ground, Zhu Tianpeng looked at the half-destroyed arena, turned to look at the fifth prince on the arena with his mouth wide open and a look of disbelief on his face, and said: "I should have won my second consecutive victory now!"
quiet!
There was a deathly silence among the monks in the whole place!
No one answered Zhu Tianpeng's question, not even the fifth prince was speechless.
Zhu Tianpeng's move was clearly meant to humiliate Holy Son Junyu. Seeing the latter's ass facing the sky and his face on the ground, everyone looked at Zhu Tianpeng while feeling happy.
In addition to being complicated, it is more about recognition and admiration.
After a while, Holy Son Junyu got up from the ground. His face was dripping with blood, and traces were densely covered with blood. The blood continued to flow out. His whole body was completely disfigured. His hair was disheveled, and he had a pair of small red eyes.
, like a crazy beast.
Seeing this scene, Zhu Tianpeng raised the corner of his mouth, hooked his hand towards Holy Son Junyu and said: "Holy Son Junyu, are you still coming? There is still half of the arena, how about we continue!"
As soon as these words came out, the corners of the mouths of all the demonic monks in the audience twitched. They all admired Zhu Tianpeng's unscrupulous provocation.
However, something unexpected happened.
I saw that although Saint Junyu was as angry as a wild beast, his reason seemed to have returned at this moment. He raised the top-level innate magic weapon in his hand and said: "Everyone in the audience, listen to me, who will kill me?"
If you kill this bastard like the Emperor, this Holy Son Sword in my hands belongs to whose hands!"