The Peerless Young Emperor of the City

Chapter 170 It's up to you!

As soon as the quasi-word falls!
There was an uproar.

The second elder of Tianmen, fight against the young master Xiao Yun!
The winner lives, the loser dies.

You know, Xiao Yun is just a 19-year-old boy now.

And the second elder.

As early as decades ago, he was already a high-ranking Martial King, sitting among the top five powerhouses of Tianmen!

both.

It's not a level at all.

But Yu Jiansheng knew that Xiao Yun had even condensed his soul now.

With his monstrous level, since he has the confidence to fight to the death with the second elder, even if he can't kill him, at least he has a way to save his life.

"With our strength, fighting here will affect these ordinary disciples below." Xiao Yun glanced at the second elder lightly, "Go up."

After finishing speaking, his figure swept away, and he rushed forward like lightning.

In the eyes of the second elder, the killing light flickered wildly. With a muffled grunt, he followed and rushed straight to the sky.

Xiao Yun is just a junior, if he dares to challenge him, he is seeking his own death!
A few meters above the sky, the two faced each other from a distance, with murderous intent in their eyes.

An overwhelming inner energy surged out, covering the whole world.

The Second Elder's face was cold and haughty, and two sharp lights suddenly burst out from his eyes.

"Xiao Yun, you are too inflated. After killing Ning Tianyu, you think that you are my opponent? I'm afraid you don't know how huge the gap is between Wu Wang Sanzhong and Wu Wang Bazhong!"

He slapped it out.

In the world ahead, above the void, a big handprint appeared, crushing towards Xiao Yun!

The air is compressed at such a high speed that even at a height of hundreds of meters, the crowd below can hear a piercing explosion!
Xiao Yunyun was calm and breezy, and he also slapped out with a palm, condensing a small palm print, which collided with that giant palm!
In an instant, there was a big explosion in that space!

Everyone looked up, there was thunder roaring in the sky, the scene was extremely terrifying!
The internal energy in Xiao Yun's body exploded completely, and he was promoted to the seventh level of Martial King in an instant!
"Oh? Martial King Qizhong!" The second elder was taken aback, and immediately sneered, "Unfortunately, I am Martial King Bazhong!"

After the words fell, the figure rushed forward, extremely fast!

the people below.

They all felt a flash in front of their eyes, and saw that there seemed to be a flash of lightning in the sky and disappeared!

Next!
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The berserk internal energy was colliding crazily, and even the white clouds floating around were scattered.

"Martial King Qichong, actually can match the strength of my Martial King Bazhong?!"

The second elder's face was full of disbelief, and then his face sank, his hands formed seals, borrowing the power of the surrounding heaven and earth, he condensed a giant palm, and pushed forward! !

"Luo Sheng Zhang!"

Luo Sheng Zhang, a fourth-grade high-level martial art!

Martial skills of this level are extremely rare even in Tianmen.

However, there are no more than three people who can successfully practice it!
At the very least, a high-ranking Martial King is required to cultivate it successfully.

The strength of warriors will be greatly increased through the explosion of martial arts.

With Luo Sheng's palm out, everything is annihilated!
The corner of the Second Elder's mouth showed a sinister smile, he withdrew his palms, and waited for this palm to slap Xiao Yun to pieces, beyond redemption!

however……

Xiao Yun flicked his fingers!
call out--!
A ray of finger light tore through the sky, and the heavens and the earth were chilled. In an instant, Luo Sheng's palm was in mid-air, and he was crushed abruptly, and disappeared in ashes.

"Shu... Shura finger!?"

The second elder exploded his hair in an instant. Asura Finger is also a fourth-rank high-level martial skill, but it is extremely difficult to practice. Even after decades of hard research, he has never mastered it.

This guy... is so lucky? !
"Martial King Bazhong, how weak is he? This young master can easily crush you with only Qizhong's strength."

Xiao Yun smiled disdainfully.

Immediately, with a wave of his big hand, the sky was full of saber intent, forming countless thunderous purple knives, slashing out.

Those thunder knives were unparalleled in sharpness. In an instant, they descended on the Second Elder's body, making his hair stand on end, blasting palm prints continuously, smashing these thunder knives!

However, there were still a few terrifying thunder knives that broke through the defenses and landed on him!

"puff--"

At that moment, the second elder retreated, coughing up blood one after another, and looked embarrassed.

Martial King Qichong!

How can it be so strong?

In one thought, so many attacks erupted, and the attack power was extremely terrifying, even he couldn't do this!

"Enough playing, it's time to end."

Xiao Yun squinted at the second elder, his expression was indifferent, but there was a killing intent beating in his eyes.

He stepped forward with one step, and his aura exploded, King Wu... Yae!
"hiss--"

At that moment, the second elder's limbs trembled, and the cold air kept pouring into his lungs.

Just now Xiao Yun only showed the strength of the seventh level of the Martial King, which is already so terrifying.

Now, the realm has skyrocketed again, reaching the Eightfold King of Martial Arts, how could he be an opponent! ?

"Now, I am qualified to kill you, Ben Shao?"

Xiao Yun's joking words made the second elder tremble with fear, and his expression was terrified.

"If you want to kill Elder Ben, Wu Wang Bazhong is not enough." He gritted his teeth and said coldly, "Even if Elder Ben is defeated, there are still ways to save his life."

"what about now?"

On Xiao Yun's body, the aura rose sharply again, and his aura was as high as an immortal.

"King Wu, Jiuzhong!?"

The second elder couldn't help exclaiming, his heart trembled violently, and the blood in his body seemed to be frozen!

Martial King Jiuzhong!

This evildoer has actually... already set foot on the ninth level of the Martial King! !

How the hell are you still fighting?
"Young master, today's matter is the old man's intention to offend, please forgive me, young master."

After taking a deep breath, he bowed his head and said, "From now on, I will follow the example of the young master and serve you to redeem my merits."

He who knows the current affairs is a hero, and in this situation, he has to bow his head!

The corners of Xiao Yun's mouth curled up, and he shook his head indifferently.

"No need, now, your death is the greatest help to this young master."

"You..." The Second Elder raised his head in horror, suddenly flew into a rage, and roared, "Xiao Yun, you really want to fight to the death with this old man before you give up!?"

"Yes, you die, I live!"

Between the gaps between Xiao Yun's teeth, he spat out a few indifferent words, raised his palm slightly, and turned it down!
A giant golden palm covered with mysterious lines descended from the sky, containing enormous coercion, and it was about to crush the second elder's head in an instant!
(End of this chapter)