Chapter 1222: Wind and Dust

"It's boring, those guys are here, but they don't want to make a move without going through this garbage time, it's all like this, it's really boring!"

In the martial arts arena, the two figures are constantly intertwined, and almost all the people in the audience are not interested, because such a battle has not yet entered their field of vision.

Although those who can watch the battle here dare not say that they are all top powerhouses, at least everyone's cultivation is at the level of the Martial Emperor, and almost all of them are some famous existences among the Martial Emperor powerhouses.

For them, the battle between these low-level holy sons may be a little outstanding, but it is also extremely limited, and there are really few things that can interest them.

It's just that in the air, the two figures are finally separated, although the breath of the Holy Son of Qiangangmen in Zhongzhou is not very stable, but at least he still defeats the opponent, but in the middle of the audience, there is only sparse applause, obviously not caring about this kind of appetizer.

On the side of the Eastern Wilderness, a cyan figure jumped up suddenly, and then slowly fell into the air, without the slightest breath of true yuan circulation on his body, but it landed in the field, not even a sound.

This hand is not very earth-shattering, but some realms are enough existence, and when they see this scene, they are all in front of their eyes, because this does not mean how strong this person is, but at least the mastery of power is very terrifying.

"This is the Holy Son of the Wind Clan's Holy Land, the wind is overwhelming, it's a bit interesting, a holy land that has been opened up for less than a hundred years, can actually cultivate such a Holy Son, it seems that the Eastern Wilderness is really an outstanding person!"

Among the powerhouses in Zhongzhou, a great power from the Great Sect of Zhuzi slowly spoke, his strength was easy to do, but for a junior at the level of a martial king, this was also a good means.

"The Wind Clan's holy land is dusty, please bring it with you!"

Feng Jiechen's face always had a faint smile, giving people a feeling of being like a spring wind, but the Holy Son of Qiangangmen did not dare to despise it a little, just from the scene just now, it can be seen that the strength of this one is extraordinary.

There is no fancy, the foot of the Holy Son of Qiangangmen stomped on the ground, and his body rushed out like a cannonball, he couldn't do the perfect mastery of power like Feng Jiechen, but the power that erupted from his body was also very deterrent!

It's just that Feng Jiechen just shook his body slightly, and it seemed that he was inadvertently turning to one side, and he actually avoided the impact of the Holy Son of Qiangangmen, and immediately after, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and his left leg swept away, and it actually fell directly on the back of the Holy Son of Qiangangmen.

Although the Qiangangmen is only one of the unfamous ones in the Great Sect of the Princes, it can reach this rank, which originally represents their strength, and they may only be average in attack, but relying on the special Gangqi generated by the exercises, the defensive power is not even much inferior to the exercises in the imperial dynasty, and it is also relying on this that the Holy Son of the Qiangangmen can defeat another existence whose strength is not much different from him.

But now, as soon as the wind and dust fell, the protective body qi on the body of the Holy Son of Qiangangmen actually fluctuated wildly, and the Holy Son of Qiangangmen was like a cannonball, directly hitting the ground.

It's just a move, and it hurts a holy son of the Great Sect of All Sons, although it is only an inconspicuous existence among these holy sons, but at this moment, the whole audience is already in an uproar, and then those top holy sons have not yet made a move, there is actually a Tianjiao of this level, I have to say, for those who are watching the battle, this is a surprise!

"I'm sorry, my Feng Clan's position is not stable enough, so I have to show my strongest strength, this time I offended, if I have the opportunity, I will compensate, but for now...... Please come to the next stage!"

Before, Feng Jiechen only whispered and even communicated with Qiangangmen, only the last sentence relied on the power of Zhenyuan to spread throughout the audience, and at this moment, the audience belonging to Donghuang had a faint smile on their faces.

They may not be indifferent to the Wind Clan's Holy Land, but at least this is the Holy Land of the Eastern Wilderness, and when the two regions are in confrontation with each other, it is definitely the scene that these spectators like to see the most.

"Lei Yu, you make a move, let that guy know that no matter what kind of genius he is, he is not qualified to be crazy in front of Zhongzhou, Zhongzhou is the strongest one among the five regions!"

In the middle of Zhongzhou's Tianjiao circle, everyone's face was extremely gloomy, and after being silent for a long time, Gu Yun, who was sitting in the three most central positions, spoke coldly, and in his gaze as he looked at Feng Jiechen, there was even a little killing intent.

And with his voice, a young man wearing a purple-patterned practice robe suddenly rushed out not far away, he didn't have the weight of Feng Jiechen, but the moment he fell, a circle of thunder and lightning aura had quietly rushed out.

Thunder God Valley, a legend that gave birth to an existence that can be called a god, among the great sects of the princes, can definitely be regarded as the top ranks, especially Lei Yu, as the first person in this generation of Thunder God Valley, is also one of the existences that is extremely considered to have the qualifications to compete with the prince of the dynasty.

Although it turns out that there is still a little gap between Lei Yu and the real prince of the dynasty, being able to have such qualifications means that he is almost in the strongest ranks among the holy sons of the Great Sect of Princes.

And almost at the moment he fell, a huge hammer appeared in his hand, even if it could not be urged, there was still a thunder and lightning lingering in this hammer, condensing a special pressure.

Originally, it was impossible for Tianjiao of this level to make a direct move so early, after all, after they made a move, the only ones who could still suppress them were those really top existences, but because of the appearance of Feng Juechen, Lei Yu had to make a move in advance.

In the face of this existence that dared to provoke the entire Zhongzhou, Lei Yu didn't even have the interest to say a word, although he held the hammer in his hand, the speed still reached a terrifying level, just in a blink of an eye, he had already appeared in front of Feng Jiechen, and the hammer in his hand had already fallen with countless thunderbolts.

Lei Yu didn't have any fancy shots, but relying on his own strength and the power brought by the thunder, he also did not allow anyone to underestimate it, and the falling thunder faintly carried a bit of the momentum of the catastrophe.

Feng Jiechen's eyes were also a little more solemn, and in his hand, a slender long sword appeared silently, and immediately after, countless sword shadows appeared in the air.

The moment he made a move, even many Martial Emperor-level powerhouses only felt that countless sword shadows appeared in front of him, and they couldn't tell the truth of these sword shadows for a while.

And Lei Yu, who was confronting Feng Jiechen head-on, was the one who understood the terrifying strength shown by Feng Jiechen at this moment, because even if he was at this moment, he couldn't count how many collisions he had with the thin sword.