Fight against Wu Dizu?

Except for Yang Mucheng, everyone had different complexions. However, when they heard that it was just in the hands of the other party, resisting the next move, it was considered a promotion, and they immediately breathed a sigh of relief. After all, although this Wu Dizu is the Emperor of the Holy Ape Dynasty, he is actually just a projection, how powerful can he be?

Just when Yang Mucheng was secretly looking forward to Wu Dizu's strength, Wu Dizu was also extremely looking forward to Yang Mucheng's true strength.

In fact.

According to the original plan, these people who went to the third trial should fight in pairs to determine the top three. Only these top three are qualified to enter the imperial tomb finally! But Wu Dizu really wanted to know the details of Yang Mucheng, so he changed his plan temporarily.

"Who's coming first?"

Wu Dizu stood proudly in the ring, carrying his back with one hand, looking at everyone with a smile.

"I'll ...... first"

As soon as the words fell.

Then a warrior spoke.

This warrior's name is Jia Xiangyu, and he is the emperor of Hao Tianzhou's small country. After absorbing a pool of spiritual liquid, his cultivation barely reached the half-step golden pill. Among the martial artists who have entered the third round, the strength can be ranked in the middle of the stream.

"Ancestor, I'll come first!" Jia Xiangyu stepped forward and arched his hand: "Dare to ask, are there any rules for this last item?"

A trace of regret flashed in Wu Dizu's eyes, in fact, he was looking forward to Yang Mucheng being the first to play. Although these people are not bad in the outside world, few of them can be seen. But since someone has already stepped forward, it is not easy for him to refuse.

'Yang Mucheng, you just serve it as a meal and put it at the end!'

He glanced at Yang Mucheng, and then said, "There are no rules, as long as you can block my move." Whether you are defending or attacking, even if you use magic weapons and martial arts, after my move falls, you can still stand in the middle of the field, even if you pass!"

"Good!"

The martial artist named Jia Xiangyu showed a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Everyone present also showed a hint of joy in their eyes. In their opinion, it would be easy to resist Wu Dizu's move. After all, the other party is just a phantom here. And the momentum of this phantom is only about half a step at most.

"Let's get started!"

Wu Dizu said.

"Drink!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw that Jia Xiangyu clenched his fists, and his momentum was churning. A surging and majestic energy, surging madly and erupting, everyone only felt that a hurricane swept out wantonly, and in an instant, the flowing clouds that were shrouded outside the ring were blown away at this moment.

Even, this ring, which is full of a hundred zhang square, has been blown clean and dusty.

"Not bad!"

Wu Dizu nodded and said, "Jia Xiangyu, I remember that you are the emperor of Hao Tianzhou." As an emperor, it is rare to be able to have this kind of cultivation without enjoying the world. The internal strength you have cultivated in the past three hundred years is even greater than that of some Xuanhai Grandmasters in the past eight or nine hundred years. ”

"It's just a pity that you focus too much on the quantity of internal energy and ignore the quality. Not condensed enough...... In your current situation, it's still a little difficult to take my move. ”

Jia Xiangyu frowned slightly.

In any case, he also has the dignity of being a half-step Jindan and the king of a country. Now that he was reprimanded by the other party like a lesson to a yellow-mouthed child, his face was a little unbearable.

Taking a deep breath, Jia Xiangyu's big mouth suddenly opened, and he spit out a golden ball the size of a mung bean. As soon as this golden ball appeared, it was suspended in the void, emitting a thousand feet of light like the scorching sun, and even Yang Mucheng couldn't help but squint his eyes.

"What is this?"

"Magic weapon?"

"This kind of magic weapon, I'm afraid that it has also reached the middle grade of the Xuan Rank. ”

Wu Dizu also looked puzzled, hoping that the other party could introduce his magic weapon.

But see.

Jia Xiangyu grinned and said, "This magic weapon is called the Golden Light Pearl, which is refined from an extraterrestrial meteorite, and it is a middle-grade magic weapon of the Xuan Rank. Ancestor, you have to take my trick, be careful that my golden light bead will scatter your phantom soul!"

As he spoke, his face suddenly darkened, and his right hand pushed forward.

In a flash!

But I saw that this golden light bead suddenly converged into thousands of rays of light, and it became extremely dim. It seems that the infinite light is converging at this moment, gathering in the golden light beads. At the same time, this golden light bead was like a lightning bolt blasting towards Wu Dizu!

Call!

The golden light bead blasted away, bringing a wave of surging weather, and a crack appeared in the void, as if lightning had streaked through it. The flat ring was even more brought up by the hurricane of the golden light beads at this moment, and it was directly torn in half!

"What a strong blow, can this move resist Wu Dizu's attack?"

Yang Mucheng raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but look ahead.

The people around were also shocked.

"I didn't expect that after Jia Xiangyu was promoted to the half-step golden pill, he would be able to exert the power of this golden light bead to ten percent, don't say that if he resists the ancestor's move, he will be able to fight for three hundred rounds!" A martial artist felt the power of this golden light bead, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"This third trial doesn't look too difficult...... In my opinion, that ancestor may not be able to resist Jia Xiangyu's blow!"

There was a lot of speculation.

Because.

Wu Dizu, who was standing here, was just a phantom turned into a cloud of qi, so everyone couldn't tell from their expressions whether Wu Dizu was calm or panicked in the face of this move. Is it panic, or calm. Just when this golden light bead was about to hit Wu Dizu, Yang Mucheng's face changed suddenly, and he lost his voice:

"What?"

But see.

Wu Dizu smiled faintly, and a momentum that was far several times larger than Jia Xiangyu's, and even more condensed swept out. Then, in the face of the golden light pillar that swept by, he easily pinched the imposing golden light bead on his fingertips like a Buddha holding a flower, and then flicked his right hand lightly.

Bang!

The golden light bead before, everyone was still able to capture the track, but now everyone can't see anything. Just saw a flower in front of him, as if a piece of golden light passed by, and the golden light bead had already hit Jia Xiangyu's body heavily.

"Poof~"

Jia Xiangyu was suddenly struck by lightning, spit out a mouthful of blood, his body trembled, and he flew out directly upside down and fell directly from the ring. This height of 100 zhang, although it can't kill a half-step Jindan, it is enough to choke.

Everyone looked at Jia Xiangyu, who smashed the ground like a meteorite and smashed the earth into a deep pit, and was silent for a while.

Wu Dizu shook his head slowly, looked at the blood mist slowly floating in the air, and grinned:

"Looks like I've won!"

Yang Mucheng's pupils closed.

This Wu Dizu is several times more terrifying than he imagined!

(End of chapter)