Is the Holy Son going to confront the Dan Emperor?
This news instantly detonated the whole audience.
Countless people roared like a tsunami, and it was extremely enthusiastic.
The name of Dan Huang.
Although many people have heard of it.
But I have no impression or concept of it.
The Holy Son of the Witch Cult has been in charge of southern Xinjiang for fifteen years.
From the day he was born, he became famous in southern Xinjiang.
Therefore, everyone's shouts are for the Holy Son of the Witch Cult.
As for the reason.
It's also very simple.
That is to be able to see the battle of the Holy Son of the Witch Cult with your own eyes.
This is a rare battle.
So no one wants to miss it.
"The sun-sacrifice ceremony will wait for a while, and the Wizards' Conference will be temporarily postponed. Everything will be held after the Holy Son wins!"
Because of the duel between Xiao Changfeng and the Holy Son of the Witch Cult.
Therefore, everyone decided to postpone the sun worship ceremony and the Wizards Conference.
And at this time.
Xiao Changfeng and the Holy Son of the Witch Cult were already standing in the air, facing each other from a distance.
It's a pity that Wang Tingfu has already left Jiyang City.
Otherwise you will see this scene.
You will be shocked.
"Elixir Emperor, I long for the blood of the genius. I hope you will not disappoint me, otherwise I will let you taste the more than a thousand tortures of my witchcraft!"
The Holy Son of Witchcraft licked his lips.
Scarlet eyes fell on Xiao Changfeng.
Full of bloodlust.
At this moment, he felt that every piece of flesh and blood in his body was trembling with excitement.
However, Xiao Changfeng looked calm and his eyes were indifferent.
"I won't kill you just yet, I just have a few questions for you to answer!"
Xiao Changfeng said calmly.
This made the Holy Son of Witchcraft's mouth curl up slightly.
"If you want me to answer questions, it depends on whether you have the ability!"
The dignified Dan Huang actually came to Southern Xinjiang.
There must be a purpose.
What Xiao Changfeng said at this time did not surprise the Holy Son of the Witch Cult.
But he doesn't care.
What he longs for is to fight Xiao Changfeng.
As for the results.
He believes that he will never lose!
"Let me try to see if you are capable of ranking among the top ten on the Hidden Dragon List!"
The Holy Son of the Witch Cult could no longer hold himself back.
Suddenly, spiritual energy surged throughout his body, and he took the lead in taking action.
at the same time.
Under the altar.
The ancestor of Northern Wu is standing with Shanyu.
The two of them looked up at the battle in the sky.
"Ancestor of Northern Wu, do you think the Holy Son can win?"
Shanyu frowned and couldn't help but ask the ancestor of Northern Wu beside him.
After all, the Pill Emperor had killed the Son of God.
And it ranks tenth on the Qianlong list.
Judging from past results.
Xiao Changfeng is definitely above the Holy Son of the Witch Cult.
This made Shanyu have to worry.
"Chanyu, you must believe in the Holy Son, and you must also believe in the Holy Son. He will not fail and cannot fail."
The ancestor of Northern Wu narrowed his eyes slightly.
She didn't laugh anymore, but her voice was like bones grinding.
Chan Yudu was shocked.
He understood what the Northern Wu ancestor said.
This is Southern Xinjiang, not Central China.
At this time, eight powerful men in the powerful realm gathered in Jiyang City.
As well as countless barbarian warriors and wizards.
Although Dan Huang is strong.
But here, if it's a dragon, he has to coil up, and if it's a tiger, he has to lie down.
Once the Holy Son of Witchcraft shows any signs of defeat.
They will definitely come to the rescue.
So no matter what.
Even the Holy Son of Witchcraft will never be defeated.
"Now let's see if this Dan Emperor is real or fake!"
The Northern Wu ancestor stared at Xiao Changfeng.
Since no one has proven it, you can tell just by looking at this battle.
After all, there are not many geniuses who are more powerful than the Holy Son of the Witch Cult.
"Witchcraft: Evil Black Smoke Palm!"
The Holy Son of Witchcraft knows how powerful Xiao Changfeng is.
So I didn't hold anything back.
Immediately, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was aroused.
And from his extremely white palms.
Thin black smoke erupts.
Smoke and spiritual energy touch.
Soon it condensed into a giant evil palm thirty meters in size!
The evil palms of black smoke fell from the sky, like Mount Tai pressing down on the top.
He patted Xiao Changfeng directly.
This Yin evil spirit is extremely cold.
It can freeze a person's bones to pieces.
And the black smoke is extremely poisonous.
Once hit by this sinister black smoke palm, even an elephant will die instantly.
"Lord Holy Son has taken action, such a powerful palm. Look, even the air is distorted!"
As soon as the Holy Son of Witchcraft took action, he attracted everyone's attention.
This was the first time for many people to see the Holy Son of the Witch Cult take action with their own eyes.
I couldn't help but be so excited that I couldn't take my eyes away.
Yin Sha Black Smoke Palm is very strong.
Taken from the sky, the air is directly distorted.
And Xiao Changfeng's figure was under the palm of the thirty-meter evil black smoke.
Seems very small.
It seemed like he would be shot to death the next moment.
"break!"
Xiao Changfeng pointed his fingers together like a sword and made a light stroke.
Suddenly a brilliant green light shot into the sky.
It turned into a bright blue sword light.
The sword light spread across the sky, and the sharp sword energy spread the air directly.
Looking from a distance, it looks like a bolt of lightning piercing the sky.
soon.
The green sword light collided with the evil black smoke palm.
However, the Yin evil black smoke palm contains evil evil and poison.
In front of the green sword light.
But it's like cutting tofu with a knife.
Easily cut through.
Then, countless people were stunned.
The evil black smoke palm was cut in half and disintegrated in mid-air.
But the cyan sword light is unabated.
Continue to slash towards the Holy Son of the Witch Cult.
"Well done!"
The Holy Son of Witchcraft was not surprised but overjoyed.
Only with such a strong opponent can you feel the pleasure of killing them.
If it's just massacre, what's the point?
when!
The Holy Son of the Witch Cult raised his right hand and punched out.
Suddenly a strong evil spirit condensed on his fist.
His originally white fist turned pitch black.
It's like wearing a black boxing glove.
Punch out.
Hit the green sword light directly.
The green sword light exploded immediately.
"The Holy Son is invincible!"
Seeing this scene, everyone cheered.
Excited for the Holy Son of Witchcraft.
However, the Northern Wu ancestors and Shanyu frowned slightly.
"Ancestor of Northern Wu, this person is most likely the Alchemy Emperor!"
Shan Yu whispered to the old man from Northern Wu.
The two of them took action just now.
Although it was just a test shot.
But it is obvious that Xiao Changfeng is stronger.
The evil black smoke palm was easily cut through, but the Holy Son of the Witch Cult still needed another punch to break the green sword light.
Such strength.
It is definitely not something that ordinary people can have.
"Well, this person is indeed very strong. The quality of his spiritual energy is actually higher than that of the Holy Son. It seems to have been condensed for hundreds of years. It is precisely because of this that the Yinsha Black Smoke Palm did not block the green sword light!"
The ancestor of Northern Wu couldn't help but look solemn.
Although she didn't want to believe it.
But we have to accept this reality.
That means Xiao Changfeng is really strong.
Stronger than the Holy Son of Witchcraft.
The spiritual energy in her body was moving.
Be ready to intervene at any time.
anyway.
The Holy Son tolerates no loss!
At this time, the Holy Son of the Witch Cult also understood this.
But he was not discouraged.
Instead, the scarlet glow in his eyes became even more intense.
"Elixir Emperor, you are indeed very strong. In that case, let's have a taste of the power of my witchcraft weapon!"
Say it.
The Holy Son of the Witch Cult took out an object from the storage ring.