"Hehe, congratulations..."
The whole hall was silent.
At this time, many clan Tianjiao felt it, and today's face seems particularly painful.
And just as Hua Mingxi breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and wanted to give the three thousand needs to Zhang Jiuji, a cold drink suddenly came from the crowd.
"Wait a moment."
Hearing the sound, Hua Mingxi frowned slightly, the coldness in her eyes flashed away, but Ling Xiao's expression remained unchanged.
The Son of Destiny, how can it be so easy to take good fortune.
Even if this Nine Extremes has just shown extremely terrifying combat power, some people still think that he can do it.
These people have a resounding name called...stepping stones!
"Master Wang Yan is going to challenge?"
Hua Mingxi suppressed the anger in her heart and said with a smile.
"good."
In the crowd, a burly, grim-faced young man slowly got up.
Suddenly, many Tianjiao around him felt a terrible oppression.
This Wang Yan is not only one of the twelve unique strengths of the Tianque Mansion today, his physical strength can be imagined.
Just looking at the appearance, the muscles that pulsate like a hill are enough to shock people.
"Oh, please."
Hua Mingxi smiled softly and stepped aside.
Just the moment it turned around, the pretty face was already cold as frost.
"Little Junior Brother, beat me severely, beat me to death, and count as Senior Sister."
"This…"
Hearing the sound coming from the soul sea, Zhang Jiuji gave a wry smile and nodded immediately.
"Boy, I, Wang Yan, don't kill the unknown, let's sign up."
Wang Yan walked into the hall and stood in front of Zhang Jiuji, looking down at the thin young man in front of him, with a domineering and cruel smile on his face.
Although he was only talented, Zhang Jiuji's exercises and physical body were amazing.
However, what Wang Yan advocates is to break through all things.
In the face of absolute power, all the magical powers are vain.
"Zhang... Very nine."
Zhang Jiuji said indifferently, even though he felt an inexplicable pressure at this time.
However, since this Wang Yan's cultivation base is in the respected state, he has nothing to worry about.
"Zhang Jijiu? Pouch... Are you nine serious? How do I feel that eight is more suitable for you."
Wang Yansen smiled, raised his palms and slowly squeezed, and then compared Zhang Jiuji's head.
"Boy, my punch is very powerful. If you admit defeat now, you may be able to save your life."
"By you, you are not yet unworthy."
Zhang Jiuji shook his head, his expression was indifferent, as if he didn't pay attention to this contemporary outstanding person at all.
"Okay! There is a kind!!"
Wang Yan let out a cold snort, and suddenly stepped on his feet.
"boom!"
Suddenly, under his feet, the bluestone ground shattered suddenly, spreading like a spider web.
And his figure turned into an afterimage and appeared in front of Zhang Jiuji.
Then! !
Everyone saw with horror that Wang Yan smashed out with a punch, crushing the void to pieces by relying solely on physical strength.
"Om!"
The buzzing sound resounded instantly, the void vibrated, and the strong wind howled.
At this time, there was no trace of mighty spirit in this hall.
However, in the face of this punch, everyone only felt the scalp numb, and there was a feeling of upset.
Zhang Jiuji's eyes condensed slightly, especially when he saw the fist that was bigger than his head, there was an inexplicable chill in his heart.
only! !
There are seats on all sides of this hall.
In other words, if he is in the mountains and forests and in an open area, he can still deal with this Wang Yan by virtue of his body technique or cultivation technique.
However, in this narrow space at this time, he had no other choice but to carry it hard.
"This battle of Jiu Nine, I'm afraid it is not easy to fight."
Outside the hall, Yang Yuan frowned slightly, his face was a little worried.
Hearing this, Xia Zhimeng did not open her mouth, but she felt a little helpless in her heart.
Brother Yang, are you still worried about others?
"boom!!"
The wind screamed and shattered all directions.
In front of Zhang Jiuji's eyes, the Taoist pattern was extinguished, and all the Lai were silent.
At this moment, outside the boy's body, layers of fairy radiance suddenly bloomed, and every strand filled with the breath of the great avenue.
The Taoism flowed, as if it turned into a fairy shadow, falling from the sky, sheltering Zhang Jiuji under his body.
"This breath... is it the breath of immortals?"
Seeing this scene, everyone was disgusted, and obviously they had never thought that this Nine Extremes still hides such a hole card.
The Eucharist of Good Fortune is originally the top physique in the world.
At this time, facing Wang Yan, a contemporary figure, Zhang Jiuji finally no longer concealed his cultivation, and directly displayed this supreme Eucharist.
"boom!!"
The shadow of the fist fell, slamming down on the fairy shadow.
Everyone only saw Zhang Jiuji's footsteps trembled, and he withdrew a few steps before stabilizing his figure. At the corner of his mouth, he did not know when there was blood slipping off.
Can! !
Even so, such performance has already shocked the world.
You know, all Wang Yan's methods are above the physical power.
Although this punch can not be said to be as powerful as the sacred artifact, it can fall on the body, not to mention the honorable realm, I am afraid that even the strong holy realm will be broken.
In this way, this Jijiu's body is also extremely terrifying.
"Um?"
Wang Yan frowned slightly, obviously a little surprised at the scene in front of him.
He had just punched, and he really didn't use his full strength.
However, among his peers, there are no more than ten fingers that can take his punch so easily.
even! !
Even a person like Yaoguang Buddha would cry for a long time if he dared to punch him.
But the boy in front of him just vomited blood and took two steps back?
"Interesting, boy, you successfully aroused my interest."
Wang Yan shook his neck and stretched his muscles.
Then, there was a sudden burst of brilliance on his body, and the scary muscles swelled to an extremely exaggerated level again.
Faintly, there was a manic and tyrannical aura spreading from Wang Yan's body.
"It's a violent tyrant!! Wang Yan is going to be serious!!"
"Hehe, now that Xiaoji... Jiu is going to be cold."
The shock resounded, but Ling Xiao's eyes flickered quietly at this moment.
At this time, he could feel that the strong in this hall was not the strongest in the holy realm.
Now his spirit level has already entered the sixth stage of the holy realm, and there are ancient pangu stones and primordial runes to cover the aura, even if he secretly uses some means, no one can detect it at all.
"Zhang Jiba, if you don't admit defeat, there will be no chance!!"
Wang Yan grinned, his eyes gleaming with a palpitating fierce splendor.
At this time, his body was already fierce like a monster, and even on his hands, there was a layer of fine scales emerging.
"I told you, you don't deserve it."
Zhang Jiuji gently shook his head, holding the ancient sword horizontally in his hand.
With the methods he currently controls, if he wants to win this power of the King Yan, he is afraid that he can only use the power of the Nine Days Buddha.
Now Yinyue's self-styled aura, no one can detect at all, and he only needs to pour this sword with spiritual power, or it can break the defense of Wang Yan's physical body.
"act recklessly!!"