Chapter 5586 Suppress the audience and sit on the wall
"Zhu Tianpeng!"
Only two-thirds of the soul was left to escape, and the man immediately looked at Zhu Tianpeng's position with hatred.
The loss this time was too great, even more serious than Zhou Yuan's in the beginning. In just a few epochs, it would be impossible for him to recover.
And according to the current injury, even if it finally recovers, there is no possibility of further improvement in this life. The only way is to seize the body of the next generation and rebuild it.
"How dare you shout!"
A cold light flashed in his eyes, and Zhu Tianpeng said with a cold expression: "Since you are seeking death, then I will help you!"
As he spoke, Zhu Tianpeng raised the God Sword to kill this person completely.
"stop!"
Seeing this, the voice of a prophet in the distance suddenly came.
The next second, a vast amount of mana surged out, and the man's incomplete soul disappeared from the arena.
"What a speed!"
"I actually can't reflect it!"
His pupils shrank, and Zhu Tianpeng's expression changed slightly.
The man's attack just now was so fast that he didn't even have time to react, which made him pay more attention to and fear the eight prophets again.
I thought that my cultivation level was enough to compete with them, not to mention killing the eight prophets, but competing with them was not a problem.
But judging from the current situation, these eight prophets are really existences that cannot be underestimated. Otherwise, how could such a mistake happen?
Thinking of this, Zhu Tianpeng subconsciously turned his head and looked in the direction of the prophet.
However, he didn't recognize this person. After looking at it for a few times, he looked away and then locked his eyes on the remaining six people beside him.
With a flick of the God's sword, Zhu Tianpeng launched an attack without hesitation.
Split, chop, pick, stab, tease!
The most basic means of swordsmanship became more and more sharp under his control, especially as the rules of the Emperor of Heaven continued to deepen, this power became even more terrifying.
In addition, he himself was within the restricted area of the Emperor of Heaven, which caused him to be blocked by time and space and unable to help each other. In just a dozen breaths, the bodies of the six powerful tenth-level Hongmeng controllers were destroyed by him one after another.
The whole soul fled, not daring to stay at all.
"I see!"
Zhou Wushuang saw this scene from a distance, and his whole body suddenly felt like he was in a state of enlightenment.
During this period of observation, he had already understood the path Zhu Tianpeng was taking and the reason why his combat power continued to soar.
Zhu Tianpeng did not specialize in one path like ordinary monks, but practiced many powerful ways, such as rules, swordsmanship, and the physical body.
But unlike ordinary monks, Zhu Tianpeng was able to combine all of these through his own efforts. All the power was integrated and blessed at one point, and the combat power that broke out was extremely terrifying.
As soon as he thought of this, Zhou Wushuang appeared in the area next to Zhu Tianpeng and said with a solemn expression: "Brother Tianpeng, your methods are really enviable and extraordinary!"
"If nothing else happens, your current combat power is no less than that of a half-step king!"
Hearing this, Zhu Tianpeng came back to his senses. After exhaling his turbid breath, he smiled calmly and said, "Brother Wushuang, I'm sorry, but I just have some enlightenment."
"But Brother Wushuang, if you have the chance, you can try the Rules of Power. It's not that I underestimate the other rules, but the power of the Rules of Power is truly terrifying!"
Zhu Tianpeng could see Zhou Wushuang's envy, and naturally knew the latter's current situation very well.
Zhou Wushuang's own path is unimpeded, but his path of darkness is blocked. Now he can only rely on the rules of blood.
Therefore, if Zhou Wushuang wants to regain his former terrifying combat power, he must either restore the dark law as the main focus after attaining Hongmeng, or practice a powerful law again to strengthen himself.
Among the rules as auxiliary abilities, only the rules of force are the most suitable. After all, this thing is the first generation of Hongmeng masters who majored in rules.
Even Zhu Tianpeng himself would have followed the rule of force in the past if it weren't for the fact that the rule of the Emperor of Heaven was the most consistent.
"The rules of power!"
Zhou Wushuang nodded thoughtfully, glanced at Zhu Tianpeng and said, "I will think about it, but in my current situation, what I need to practice with all my strength is the rule of blood. Proving the Dao is the key!"
Hearing this, Zhu Tianpeng couldn't help but shrugged.
Now that Zhou Wushuang has made a decision, he naturally can't say much.
Immediately afterwards, the two of them stopped saying anything and stood side by side watching the battle in the field.
Not surprisingly, after the two men showed their terrifying fighting prowess, the other monks did not dare to rush forward to cause trouble.
Especially when Zhu Tianpeng and Zhou Wushuang have extremely powerful combat capabilities, their combination makes the dozens of tenth-order Hongmeng controllers in the distance extremely fearful.
After all, in just a short period of time, Zhu Tianpeng and Zhou Wushuang had eliminated more than a dozen people, and all of them were seriously injured and on the verge of death!
Time passed quickly, and under such circumstances, the monks on the competition ground continued to fight.
It can be seen that a famous monk was defeated, and a famous monk was victorious but also suffered a sneak attack and was defeated at the first opportunity.
"Zhu Tianpeng, help us!"
At this moment, two calls quietly sounded.
Looking through the sound, one could see that the two monks who had disliked Zhu Tianpeng were being retreated steadily by the siege. With wounds all over their bodies, they were dodging crazily and calling for help from Zhu Tianpeng.
"Brother Canopy!"
Seeing this situation, Zhou Wushuang's expression changed, and he subconsciously looked at Zhu Tianpeng and said, "These two people are with you, do you want to help?"
"No need!"
After waving his hand, Zhu Tianpeng stood there with a calm expression, showing no intention of helping.
The two of them looked down on him extremely before, and even said they would not rescue him. In this case, Zhu Tianpeng would not be stupid enough to help them.
Thinking of this, Zhu Tianpeng took out two bottles of wine, threw a bottle of wine to Zhou Wushuang, and then said: "Brother Wushuang, have a drink!"
"good!"
The corners of his mouth raised, but Zhou Wushuang did not refuse. After taking the wine bottle, the two of them began to drink together on the competition ground.
"Damn it!"
"Asshole!"
Seeing this scene, the two monks in the distance were extremely angry. With their malicious looks in their eyes, they wanted to cut Zhu Tianpeng into pieces with a thousand knives.
However, the monks who besieged them all breathed a sigh of relief.
They were really afraid of Zhu Tianpeng and Zhou Wushuang. If they wanted to take action, they would not dare to fight with them rashly.
However, Zhu Tianpeng and Zhou Wushuang had no intention of taking action at this moment. Naturally, they would not be polite. After looking at each other, they accelerated their offensive, aiming to capture the two of them in a short time to ensure that there would be no accidents.