The thunderclouds that filled the air instantly sprayed dense thunder, startling the audience to gasp.

This momentum, this intensity.

Is it really from a young man, from a martial king?

Han City Lord said solemnly: "The Young Sect Master of the Proud World Saint Sect will definitely become the leader of the new generation of the Starfall Continent in the future. ”

The condensed thunder and lightning alone gave a very high evaluation.

"Really?"

Jun Chang laughed.

It may have been possible before, but it will have no future in the future.

Because his own disciple can make him understand what a psychological shadow is.

"Buzz!"

When thousands of thunderbolts fell, the space below suddenly shook, and the huge eight characters of Qian, Zhen, Kan, Gen, Kun, Xun, Li, and Dui appeared in eight areas.

"Whoohoo————————"

The eight characters moved rapidly, and a smooth enchantment that lay flat on one side suddenly appeared, covering the entire Wutai as well!

This move is called Dou Zhuan Qiankun.

Back in the Valley of Death, Night Star had performed and saved Xiao Sinji.

At that time, he was just a martial artist, and his performance was extremely reluctant, but now he has entered the martial king not only skillfully, but also has a new level of understanding.

Dealing with garbage.

This martial art is enough.

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

Thousands of thunderbolts thundered down.

Strangely, instead of being bounced back this time, it merged into the enchantment and disappeared.

"What's the situation?"

"It's like a space artifact, full of thunder and lightning in it!"

"Incredible!"

Not to mention the stunned audience, it was the first time for a martial saint like Han City Lord to see such a strange move.

"How is that possible!"

Seeing that the Lei Mang he had condensed was all included in the enchantment, Ao Wushuang's proud face was filled with disbelief!

"Brush!"

Night Star waved his finger lightly.

"Whew!"

The smooth barrier, which had been lying flat, suddenly tilted.

Seeing the mirror facing him, a bad omen suddenly rose in Ao Wushuang's heart!

"Bad ......"

Hiss————————

Suddenly, within the smooth enchantment, one after another fierce thunderbolts erupted, and the power and momentum were exactly the same as those that had just fallen.

"A good move, with the other way, give back to the other. Jun Chang smiled.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

The explosions on the competition platform continued one after another, and the climax was repeated!

“......”

The warriors of the whole continent saw the thunder and lightning gathering in the sky through the light curtain, and their expressions were all sluggish.

It's really unusual to take in all the thunder released by others and then use it to fight back!

......

Gradually.

The thunder that existed in Bidoutai was weakened, and the strong stone slabs still existed, and they were not affected in the slightest.

It's just that......

The arrogant man standing on it was devastated and embarrassed.

And the thunder that permeated his hair and the arrogance that seemed to be born with it were weakened a lot in the bombardment.

A piece of garbage.

How embarrassed would you be!

"Unforgivable, unforgivable!"

Ao Wushuang clenched his fists, and the thunder and lightning that lingered around his arms became strong again, and the power of thunder that permeated the surroundings gradually gathered into a giant, like a thunder god that could not be blasphemed!

Hiss!

The thunder and lightning collided wildly with the space, and there was a piercing sound, like a war drum and horn, and thousands of troops were galloping on the battlefield!

"It's ......"

The Han City Lord exclaimed, "The body of thunder sound!"

"Oh?"

Jun Chang smiled: "Is this kind of physique very strong?"

"Very strong!"

Han City Lord said solemnly: "The Starfall Continent has thousands of physiques, and Lei Yin's physical fitness ranks in the top ten!"

Jun Chang smiled and said, "How does it compare to the body of the Holy Flame?"

"This ......"

The Han City Lord pondered for a moment and said, "The body of the Holy Flame is the strongest physique of the fire system, and compared to the level alone, the body of the thunder sound is a little worse. ”

"That's pretty ordinary. Jun Chang smiled.

Lord Han was speechless.

The physique ranked in the top ten was actually considered very ordinary by him.

"Body of Thunder!"

"This is the body of thunder!"

The strong man who has an understanding of the physique also recognizes it.

For a while, the hearts of the martial artists in the entire venue set off huge fluctuations, after all, this is one of the top physiques on the continent!

Zhao Dazhuang, who had already been eliminated, saw Ao Wushuang stimulate the thunder body, and said with a burning gaze: "I really want to fight him!"

"Whoohoo ——————"

On the competition platform, Lei Wei roared out, and the condensed giant was like the thunder god who walked out of the thunder pool.

"Trash!"

Ao Wushuang's black hair danced wildly, and his eyes were about to split: "Bear the wrath of Thor......"

"Smack!"

Before he finished speaking, Night Xingchen appeared in front of him, and his palm, which was shrouded in spiritual energy, was directly clasped on his face, and said, "Don't defile the word God." ”

"Boom!"

The whole arena shook suddenly!

Through the light curtain, it could be seen that Night Star took a step forward and directly dragged Ao Wushuang's face to the ground.

"Brush!"

"Boom!"

"Brush!"

"Boom!"

The young sect master of the Proud World Saint Sect was clasped in the face, lifted it up again and again, pressed it down again and again, and the back of his head hit the stone slab wildly and violently!

"Whew!"

The gathered giants, their fists together and carrying the power of Wan Jun, blasted down, but when they were about to fall.

Night Xingchen suddenly turned his head, his eyes were cold, and he said, "Get out." ”

Airplanes!

The entire space suddenly rippled and spread around the fighting platform.

The giant that carried the power to blast down came to an abrupt halt, and immediately shattered into nothingness in front of everyone's eyes.

The whole venue fell silent in an instant.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Aowushuang's head was still pounding wildly against the ground.

Su Xiaomo and the others, who were standing in the distance, were suddenly very distressed, distressed by the slate that had always been hit!

"What's going on!"

"How did the condensed thunder giant collapse directly!"

Everyone came back to their senses, their eyes glazed over.

Han City Lord's brows furrowed.

The moment Night Xingchen said the word 'roll', he caught an extremely terrifying momentum, and an unprecedented fear rose in his heart!

That feeling was gone in a flash.

The Han City Lord was never sure what kind of momentum it was.

This is the momentum of Emperor Wu.

Although it only existed for a moment, it was definitely not something that the Martial King level could compete with!

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Night Xingchen grabbed Ao Wushuang's arrogant face and bombarded the slate frantically, the latter was instantly dizzy and swollen, and the spiritual energy gathered in his arm gradually dissipated.

"The winner is decided. Han Cheng said.

The main body of the Young Sect of the Proud World Saint Sect was broken, and now it has been subjected to a crazy bombardment, which is equivalent to losing the ability to fight.

Nevertheless.

Nightstar's ravage of this garbage is not over.

After a moment's bombardment, he grabbed his hair with his other hand and slammed his face against the slate.

The sovereign slag rubbing his face against the slate is nothing but the good wishes of the author and the reader.

Ao Wushuang is now measuring with his face whether the stone slabs arranged by dozens of array mages are strong or not!

It's sturdy.

After repeated impacts and frictions, the slate was only stained with blood, and did not appear dented or broken.

For a while.

Night Star threw Ao Wushuang on the ground like a dead dog, stepped on his face with his right foot, and said, "Answer me, who is trash." ”

"......" the corners of everyone's mouths twitched.

People have been abused like this, and if they can still speak, they must be evil!

The young sect master of the second-rate Holy Sect was so miserable in the eyes of everyone, and he stepped on his face again, it was crueler than killing him!

If it weren't for the rules, Ao Wushuang would have been a corpse by now.

"Whoohoo————————"

Suddenly, a bubbling wave of terrifying aura gathered in the firmament of the arena, and immediately the entire space seemed to be torn apart by a big hand.

"Night Emperor, you are indeed alive. ”

A beautiful voice suddenly sounded in my ears.

Rumble!

The night star was like a lightning strike, and the whole person stood in place, and immediately raised his head, his eyes were red and looked at the spatial rift.

"Ling Yao!"

The two words shouted in his heart, making his anger reach its peak, the blue tendons on his face burst out, and the whole person seemed to fall into absolute rage.

"If you are born again, why not live an ordinary life?"

The beautiful voice came again, but in the end, it revealed endless killing intent.

"Whoohoo ——————"

Suddenly, in the torn space, a big palm that seemed to come from outside the sky pressed down.

In the face of this power, sentient beings seem to become incomparably small!

Night Xingchen's pupils contracted suddenly, and the strong aura of death instantly surged into his heartache, and he shouted unwillingly: "Ling Yao, wait for this emperor......"

Boom————————————

It was like an energy from outside the sky, carrying an unblasphemous force and pressing it fiercely on the fighting platform, and suddenly rolled up the dust!

(End of chapter)