In the chaotic space, the radiance of Kendo and the brilliance of Buddhism and Taoism complement each other, filling the whole space, which makes people blind.
Qin Xuan's eyes were shining with purple and gold. Looking at the space, he saw that Li Zhenyu's body was constantly flashing. He could not attack from all directions. The nine swords of killing immortals could not be suspended around his body. He kept releasing the sword light, but he still could not shake the ancient Buddha.
"It seems that Li Zhenyu is going to lose." Qin Xuan whispered in his heart. Obviously, Li Zhenyu's attack had nothing to do but lose.
"Benefactor, please take my palm." No, suddenly spit out a voice and read it. The motionless ancient Buddha raised a palm and patted Li Zhenyu's body.
When Li Zhenyu saw the hand of the ancient Buddha coming, he subconsciously wanted to retreat. However, the hand of the ancient Buddha ignored all distances and fell directly over his head, falling like a five finger mountain. A great amount of pressure enveloped him. He immediately felt powerless and all his strength was suppressed.
"I admit defeat!" A loud cry came out. As soon as the sound fell, the hand of the ancient Buddha in the sky was broken and disappeared.
"Amitabha, I accept." No, he looked very modest towards Li Zhenyu.
Li Zhenyu couldn't take a deep look. He was a little unwilling. Unexpectedly, he underestimated this man. On the surface, this guy looks like he doesn't fight or rob, but he is so powerful that he hides too deeply. He is really not his opponent.
The eyes of the crowd could not look at it, and their admiration and praise for it was more profound. It was worthy of being the voice of the West sky, and they knew it was extraordinary as soon as they shot.
"Next, Gusu Wuji." A sound came from Song Ming.
Gusu Wuji nodded slightly and came out directly. His eyes swept through the crowd. Finally, his eyes fell on a figure and said, "I challenge him."
All the people looked along the eyes of Gusu Wuji, and at the end was a handsome man, gentle and elegant, who was Huang Shura and Jiang Zifan among the thirteen Shura sons in the wasteland.
"It's even more crazy to challenge across borders than Li Zhenyu." Many people were shocked by Gusu Wuji's choice and were too excited.
You know, these 17 people are the top Tianjiao in their own realm. Everyone has the ability to fight across the border. It's difficult to beat them in the same realm, let alone cross the realm. It's as difficult as heaven.
"Maybe Gusu Wuji wanted to attract more people's attention, so he chose to fight across the border. If he won, he would shine. Countless people pay attention to him, and it's not shameful to lose. After all, it's a cross border battle." Humane.
Many people nearby nodded, which is possible to explain, but in this way, it almost means that Gusu Wuji took the initiative to give up the opportunity of promotion, which is not a big price.
After all, it's not easy compared to now. I don't know how many opponents I have defeated all the way. Finally, I come to the stage of the ultimate battlefield. If I can go behind, I should try my best.
Of course, everyone has different ideas in his mind. You can't impose your own ideas on others.
Jiang Zifan came forward, looked at Gusu Wuji and said, "why did you choose me?"
"There's no reason, but it's just what you want." Suzhou Wuji said faintly.
"Do what you like?" Jiang Zifan frowned and challenged him just to be agreeable. It was too hasty.
Or does this person think it's easy to challenge him?
"Anyway, since you challenged me, I won't let you pass easily." Jiang Zifan looked serious. When he stepped on this void, he was ready to be defeated, but he would never allow himself to lose this battle.
He can be defeated in the hands of high-level people, even in the same border, but he must not be defeated across the border. It's too humiliating.
"I hope so." Gusu Wuji responded casually, as if he didn't take Jiang Zifan's words to heart.
Seeing the careless look of Gusu Wuji, Jiang Zifan's face was a little cold. This guy was so crazy. He wanted to see how strong he was!
Jiang Zifan held his hand forward, and a long sword appeared in his hand. The long sword crossed the void, and a sword light burst out. However, he saw that the sword light was in full bloom like a flame, and went to the direction of Gusu Wuji.
"Kowloon faces the sky." Gusu Wuji spewed out a voice without expression, and the voice fell. A strong dragon power suddenly erupted in his body. Nine black dragons flew out of his body and rushed to the flame.
The Nine Dragons rushed into the flame and oppressed the void. Jiang Zifan's eyes were extremely sharp. The yuan soul emerged behind him. It was a flame sword with a loud bang. The flame sword came forward with endless flame to bury the nine dragons in the sea of fire.
"Roar." The melodious sound of dragon singing came out. At the next moment, people saw that there was a terrible flow on the body of the nine black dragons. They were like wearing armor. They had unparalleled defense and resisted thousands of methods. The flame could not hurt them at all.
Nine black dragons hovered around Jiang Zifan and constantly attacked him. Jiang Zifan's face remained unchanged and the flame sword was constantly waved. A flame light curtain was formed around him, which was constantly overlapped to isolate the black dragon.
However, even so, the attack of the black dragon still did not stop, but became more and more violent and made a violent impact sound.
"Is that all you can do?" Gusu Wuji said faintly, looking at Jiang Zifan ironically.
"This..." Jiang Zifan's eyes stagnated and his face was particularly embarrassed. Unexpectedly, the nine pole Canglong body was so difficult, which was beyond his imagination.