Chapter 1127

"What temperature is this?"

Lu Wenhou's eyes widened. He had never felt such a terrifying heat. It was as if he was close to the sun. He was so close that he was like a moth to a flame.

The terrifying scorching flame instantly enveloped his whole body, as if it was about to evaporate all the water on his body. The soil on the ground was instantly evaporated and turned into a dry land without any water.

If this continues, he will definitely be roasted to death and turned into a mummified corpse.

Even his ghostly body seemed unable to resist this hot energy, as if this heat could instantly burn his ghostly power and melt his energy.

"Hide!"

Out of a warrior's instinct, Lu Wenhou immediately wanted to give up the Fang Tianji in his hand, and retreated backwards. He had to keep a certain distance from this dangerous figure.

But it was too late, Xia Ping shot in vain at this moment, the void was a punch, a shake, a shock!

This punch is a fist of flames condensed, like a blow from the god of fire, as fast as a thunderbolt.

"not good!"

Lu Wenhou's face changed drastically. He felt a fatal crisis. With a bang, he felt his abdomen being pierced by a flaming fist, which even the defense of ghosts and gods could not resist.

Even a large number of flames appeared in his abdomen, and his body seemed to be melted into molten molten liquid in an instant, every inch of flame power covered every cell in his body.

And he felt this flame energy, even began to burn his soul.

boom!

Lu Wenhou showed a look of pain, his body couldn't resist at all, he flew upside down in mid-air, his abdomen was pierced, and he flew directly, flying for dozens of kilometers.

Even the flames wrapped his whole body, and as he flew, they were devouring his body bit by bit, from a few meters high, to two meters high, one meter high, and then the size of a watermelon, burning continuously.

After he flew for dozens of miles, the entire ghost body was finally burned to ashes by the flames, and disappeared into the virtual battlefield when the strong wind blew.

"I, I lost?!"

In the next second, Lu Wenhou's soul returned to his body, sweating profusely, his eyes showing a hint of shock, as if he didn't expect to lose the game so quickly.

With just one blow, the opponent pierced through his abdomen. It was like a flame emerging from the depths of hell, and instantly burned his body completely.

Even if he wanted to resist, there was nothing he could do. It was just an instant kill blow, which was extraordinary.

"Even my ghostly body can't resist, what kind of fire power is this?" Lu Wenhou was shocked, he thought that relying on the ghostly body could sweep away all enemies and be invincible.

Unexpectedly, just after coming to the Qiankun faction, he encountered such a terrifying monster. With only Zifu's cultivation, he was able to leapfrog the challenge and beat him to the point where he was powerless to fight back.

"I will not admit defeat, next time, I will definitely beat you."

Although he lost the game, Lu Wenhou clenched his fists tightly, instead of being discouraged, his eyes were full of fighting intent. This is the Lu family's children, the more they fight, the stronger they become, and they will never admit defeat.

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"The game is over, Xia Ping wins."

At this moment in the virtual world, a mechanical sound came from midair. The system judged that Lu Wenhou and others were all eliminated, and Xia Ping won the competition.

With a whoosh, Xia Ping also left the virtual world, and his soul returned to the body.

"My God, what happened just now?!"

"With just one blow, it defeated Lu Wenhou and pierced his ghostly body. It was too violent."

"What kind of physique is this? Why is it so terrifying? Even the body of ghosts and gods can't resist it."

"I don't know, but I can be sure that the power is absolutely terrifying. Even through the screen, I can feel the power of this flame to destroy everything. It is born for destruction."

"That's right, the bodies of ghosts and gods were burned to ashes little by little by the flames. Fortunately, this is in the virtual world. If it was in the real world, I'm afraid Lu Wenhou would have been punched to death long ago."

Many Qiankun sect disciples were stunned. They thought that the two sides would continue to fight for 300 rounds, and the winner would be decided after both sides were exhausted.

But who would have thought that with just one blow, Xia Ping would have destroyed Lu Wenhou, far beyond their expectations.

"Wait, if Lu Wenhou lost the game, wouldn't Xia Ping win? One defeated ten?!" Someone heard the voice of the virtual system and immediately thought of this question.

"That's right, the battle was so intense just now that I almost forgot that Xia Ping fought ten of them just now."

"My God, this can win, it's a monster."

"It can only be said that he is worthy of being a disciple of a sage, worthy of the name, and we are simply incomparable."

"It's no wonder that even the Beiming saint made an exception and personally recruited him as a closed disciple. There is no doubt that this is the seed of a saint."

"After this battle, whoever dares to question Xia Ping is undoubtedly the number one freshman."

"Is it just a freshman? I don't think it will be long before the status of senior brothers and sisters will be threatened."

Many Qiankun sect disciples are completely convinced. Martial arts and literature are different, literature is not the first, but martial arts is the second.

Because martial arts is strong or not, you can tell once you fight it. If you are weak, it is impossible to steal chickens and play tricks in fierce and dangerous battles.

There is nothing more convincing of each other's strength gap than fighting.

In the past, some people said that Xia Ping was arrogant when he hit ten. But now no one dares to say this. The iron-like facts prove this point. No one is invincible. This is not a lie.

The eyes of many Qiankun Sect brothers and sisters are shining, and they also feel the danger of the latecomers. Although Xia Ping is only in the Zifu Realm now, it will be a matter of time before he is promoted to the Ruyi Realm and the Supernatural Realm.

"It's too embarrassing to lose all ten out of ten."

"It's not unfair to lose. Even Lu Wenhou, who had mastered the body of ghosts and gods, was beaten to death with one punch. We are not wronged if we lose."

"It's true, but if we continue like this, we will still lose. Are you willing?"

"Of course I'm not reconciled, so what about saint disciples, we're not trash who can only look at that guy's back."

"Next time, the next time we fight, we will definitely not lose so badly."

Kuer and the others clenched their fists and gritted their teeth. As geniuses of many planets and major families, they were used to being invincible since they were young. How could they expect to encounter such a big setback when they came to the Qiankun faction.

It is impossible for them to surrender just after losing a battle.

They got up one by one, intending to practice, and they must catch up with Xia Ping, the monster, and never give in.

"This year's disciples are really good."

Unlike many disciples of the Qiankun Sect, the elders are very happy. The stronger the disciples, the more prosperous the Qiankun Sect will be, which will occupy an increasingly important position in the universe.