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7308 worthy of the name

"Brother, can we also master this powerful power?"

Lan Xiaoyue seemed to realize the powerful secrets of both warring parties, and stared at Lan Taisheng expectantly.

The latter smiled and said proudly: "Of course, this is the inherited secret method of our Canglan Divine Clan. Only the real core members who have reached the level of God Queen can practice and master it."

"Lan Yu, Xiaoyue, you two are the most outstanding geniuses of our God Clan. There is still a long time to come, and you still have the opportunity to catch up with the two people in the ring. Although the rankings on the God List have been determined, there is no reward in this world, and no one can always

Smooth sailing.”

The two rising stars nodded in unison, taking their brother's words to heart.

On the stage.

The violent impact of magical powers and divine energy slowly returned to calm.

After the first move, neither of them suffered any damage or even impact, and both looked calm. They both knew that this first move was just a test for each other.

Next, you have to take action!

"If I defeat you, I will be number one!"

Suddenly Feng Jingtian rushed out, and in a few flashes he came to Yu Wuya. His face was unruly, and he slashed out with his sword while laughing wildly.

Suddenly, countless double images appeared in all directions, like hundreds of birds flocking to the phoenix, forming a storm vortex, all pointing towards Yu Wuya in the center area.

Feng Jingtian himself turned into a giant purple-scaled dragon and drove straight in with his sword, aiming to pierce the opponent's forehead.

This attack has been prepared for a long time, and if it doesn't come out, it will shake the world!

He drew his sword too quickly, blocking almost all of Yu Wuya's escape routes. He would have to be beaten if he dodged. If he were to attack head-on, he would probably be unable to withstand such a powerful force.

The pupils of the crowd shrank, and the strong men in the Scarlet Flame Divine City also sweated for their own genius.

"Too flashy and boring!"

However, Yu Wuya's expression did not change at all. He raised the fan lightly and blocked it. The entire fan suddenly expanded and formed layers of spiral protective shields full of metallic texture, covering his entire body.

Boom ka ka ka!

All the stones fell on the fan, making a harsh sound of gold and iron, and the arena shook violently.

Yu Wuya narrowed his eyes slightly, only to feel that his killing sword had hit a turtle shell. Just when he was about to continue the attack, the fan suddenly shrank, ignited flames, and turned into blades that cut together.

Yu Wuya suddenly disassembled the fan, catching Feng Jingtian off guard.

Although Feng Jingtian was in a hurry, he did not panic. He turned over and swung his sword to block repeatedly. There were still countless ghosts around him accompanying his sword swings. The scene was magnificent and thrilling.

Amidst the clanging sounds, he seemed to have managed to resolve these attacks one by one.

However, Yu Wuya had already come closer without knowing when, came to Feng Jingtian's place, waved his palm, and slapped a red-gold palm print that seemed to be able to destroy the stars.

"Soul-burning palm!"

Some strong men with venomous eyes recognized it. This was a powerful core magical power of the Crimson Flame Divine City. Someone once visited the young Lord of the Crimson Flame Divine City. He used this magical power and instantly killed an origin spirit beast of the same realm with one blow.

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The composition is extremely sharp and contains infinite flame temperature. It can directly strike people's souls and deal a double blow to the body and spirit. Anyone who has been affected by this magical power will either die or be disabled.

It can be called vicious and terrifying!

If this move is carried out, Feng Jingtian will be seriously injured even if he does not die.

Feng Jingtian's figure that was turning over in the air suddenly sank. He actually faced him forward without retreating, even letting out wild beast-like laughter along the way.

"That's what we want. Isn't this interesting? The dragon and the tiger are fighting. Either you die or I die!"

"Come on, let me show you my true skills!"

"Can you take this sword?"

The flames on his body suddenly subsided, and the long sword slashed down, facing the huge and terrifying soul-burning palm print.

The next moment, the sword light pierced through the air and roared into the wind. It actually cut a huge crack in the void, and cut it completely from the Burning Soul Palm Seal without any damage or loss of power, approaching Wuya.

Face door.

The latter's pupils shrank, and he didn't expect that the other party was so crazy and could use such methods that ignored his powerful magical power.

Moreover, when the other party did this, it was clear that he wanted to hit him hard and give him the same fatal sword blow.

All this happened in a flash of lightning. Countless people just stared at the senior brother's lies and were horrified. The next moment, one of them was slapped away by a palm print, and the other was struck into the ring by a sword and made a big hole.

Feng Jingtian's roar shook the sky. His whole body was covered with scorching heat, and the heart-wrenching soul pain deeply stimulated his nerves. He actually withstood the erosion of the soul-burning palm mark, forcibly twisted his body, and continued to kill.

It's like six stars falling into the world, like a demon coming to the world to kill everyone.

"How can he be so stubborn? How can he act like a normal person with such a terrifying slap?"

The scalp of the crowd was numb.

However, at the same time, Yu Wuya also rushed out of the pit with a cold face. A shocking sword mark appeared on his body, dripping with blood, and even his bones could be seen.

However, he didn't care at all, waved his precious fan, soared up, and launched another terrifying magical power at Feng Jingtian.

The offensives of both sides collided and intertwined again.

Boom boom boom...

At one point, multiple mushroom clouds rose into the air, and waves of divine energy filled with high temperatures rolled over, violently impacting the hearts of every spectator present.

Two unparalleled figures walked back and forth in the ring, erratic, and each fight was accompanied by hundreds or thousands of collisions of magical powers.

Soon three moves, four moves, five moves...

Ever since Feng Jingtian showed his crazy fighting spirit and fearless death, the fight between the two has gotten out of hand, and they are almost always aiming to kill each other.

Soon, the scale of the anomalies caused by the two people has reached a level comparable to the seventh level of the God Emperor, and it is still rising. There seems to be no end, and the methods are constantly used, and no one is convinced.

Various auxiliary secret techniques are activated, and various strange methods are deployed. Every time people think that one of them may not be able to handle it and is about to be defeated or even die, that person will explode with more powerful combat power to resolve the danger. It can be said that there are dangers everywhere.

Thrilling.

Both the older generation and the newer generation of experts are holding their breath, because there are only a few moves left before the ten moves determined by the two of them will determine the outcome, and the result will be revealed.

Finally, after the ninth move, the two figures were ejected suddenly. They were both bleeding with blood and suffered varying degrees of injuries. Their expressions were unprecedentedly solemn.

In the previous nine moves, they exchanged their words with each other, with the mentality that if you are strong, you can be stronger, I can be stronger than you, and they fought tens of thousands of times, and they fought heartily.

However, they no longer had the airy and majestic image they had at the beginning. Their armors were pitted, their long hair was flying randomly, and their blood was dripping on the ring, which was quite tragic.

Time seemed to have stopped at this moment.

The space also froze and became dead silent!

Suddenly, Feng Jingtian turned into a purple sun with a diameter of hundreds of miles, containing endless scorching divine energy, and rushed out. Yu Wuya also breathed out the sky-burning dragon flames all over his body, and instantly formed a boundless sea of ​​​​fire, boiling with great force.

The world will of the two people completely merged with the power of their own laws, resulting in this terrifying scene where the two forces violently collided together in an instant.

The purple sun and the fierce flames are devouring and annihilating.

The reflected light became more and more dazzling, and its power became more and more terrifying, causing countless onlookers to close their eyes and not dare to face the destructive scene.

"In the end, it is a competition of the world's wills, a true comparison of strength and weakness!"

Lan Taisheng and other powerful men with unique eyesight were all shocked.

The two wills continued to be entangled for more than ten breaths. Finally, the flames engulfed Ziyang, and the vision slowly dissipated.

On the ring, Feng Jingtian half-knelt on the ground and coughed out a mouthful of blood. Most of his armor was damaged, as if he had been seriously injured.

A few feet in front of him, Yu Wuya was panting violently, his face turned pale, and a hole as big as a sea bowl was burned out of the flame armor on his body, and his body was seriously injured by the scorching energy.

But his condition is better than Feng Jingtian's, because his world will has been improved a lot from the original after being tortured by reincarnation and rebirth on the 90th floor of the original tower, so he can suppress his opponent in terms of numbers.

Number one on the God Emperor list, he is truly worthy of his name!


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