Supreme Saint Physique

The youth was not angry at what Jun Wuxie said.

He stood high in the air, looking down indifferently, with a little astonishment on his face.

"Interesting, not only did you avoid me with a sword, but you dare to speak to me like this. You are more interesting than the people I have met before." The young man's mouth turned up slightly and said: "Come on, talk about it. , Which sect person are you?"

"Don't tell me?" The young man saw the other party and just looked at him coldly, and immediately smiled indifferently: "Then I will let you speak."

His voice fell, his left hand behind his back did not move, his right hand was held high, and his five fingers shook.

A sword qi of flames pierced through the sky, before being cut down at Jun Wuxie.

The sword qi is like a rushing river of flames, breaking the sky with one sword.

The terrifying high temperature and sharp sword waves swayed in the process of cutting down, in a flash, on both sides of the straight line, within a distance of 100 meters, all the rocks and trees, instantly Become a fan.

"You are very arrogant!"

Jun Wuxie soared into the sky, Yuanshi's troops were mobilized, and the battle strength instantly increased tenfold.

The golden fist is like a scorching sun running through the sky, accompanied by dragon's cry tiger's roar, facing the opponent's sword qi.

There was a boom.

The aftermath of violent power, surging like a mountain torrent, caused the two men's attacks to collide, exploding a terrifying energy Wang Yang.

Jun Wuxie only felt that a huge force struck him, making his arm slightly numb, and the whole person was shocked so that he slipped more than ten meters back, and the space was hit as if it collapsed. , A broken illusion emerged.

The young man remained motionless, with a different color on his face: "Yes, he could take a sword from me. Well, you died here today, and you should feel the glory of Supreme."

"Holy Sect person?"

Jun Wuxie finally saw the origin of the other party.

The sword just now is clearly the Yanyang sword technique of Holy Sect.

He has fought against the people of Holy Sect several times, so he is no stranger.

"Yes, in Zhong Prefecture Holy Sect, the third true inheritance of Yan Chengting." The young man signed up, with an indifferent smile on his mouth, and said: "Remember, who you died today? In my hand, I have the capital to brag in Yellow Springs."

Jun Wuxie's cold light flashed and passed away.

The mysterious golden rune appeared in his pupils, and Yuanshi's true pupils opened.

I quickly saw the opponent's realm and talent strength.

This Yan Chengting has the realm of Grandmaster Ten Transformation Peak, and the talent growth of the 9th layer of the King is only one step away from the Peak of the King!

Moreover, judging from the two Yanyang sword techniques he performed just now, his understanding of the Yanyang sword technique is more profound than that of Yan Linbo and Yan Rui, even without True Qi. In terms of strength, the power of its Yanyang sword technique is also much stronger.

In general, this Yan Chengting is much stronger than Yan Linbo and Yan Rui, ranking tenth and ninth, not to mention ten times stronger, at least six or seven times stronger!

"Now, I grant you death."

Yan Chengting walked towards Jun Wuxie in the void, still carrying with one hand, the right hand is Blazing Yang True between the palms of the fingers Qi winds around, the palm of the palm flashes blazing rune.

After he finished speaking, his palms moved forward and blasted. Suddenly, the sword qi was trembling, making Heaven and Earth tremble. Within a kilometer of a radius, there was a scene of destruction.

Jun Wuxie used his fists to fight fiercely, and soon Yan Chengting had to use both hands to suppress him.

The bodies of the two people kept flashing in the air, pulling up afterimages in the sky, and colliding wildly.

With all the remaining power, it swept across ten directions like a tsunami, one wave higher than one wave.

"I underestimated you."

Yan Chengting's offensive became even more fierce.

He was surprised that he failed to kill the opponent with hundreds of moves.

"boasted shamelessly, you think you can kill me, it's not enough!"

Jun Wuxie stepped on the extreme speed, always maintaining a close fight with Yan Chengting.

He used his perfect close combat skills to the extreme.

His fists and arms were dripping with golden blood, and he was torn apart by the opponent's powerful attacking force during the battle, and his hand bones were exposed.

"Wasting time, it's over."

Yan Chengting's body suddenly disappeared in front of Jun Wuxie, and instantly appeared in the air more than a hundred meters away.

"Yanyang·Break the wasteland!"

both of his hands held high, a Yanyang war sword condensed by True Qi appeared in his hands, flashing blazing flames rune, Cut Heaven and Earth with one sword and cut it forward.

clang!

The sword of the sun slashed down, evolving in an instant, forming a fan of swords covering a fan-shaped range of thousands of meters.

Within the coverage of the sword fan, the eight wastes are destroyed!

The sword qi was still high in the sky, and the sharp sword intent broke the ground and cracked countless large cracks.

"Seven Kills Fist, the mountains and rivers are broken!"

Jun Wuxie stretched his arms, his soldiers poured into his fists, and went forward to kill.

The natural phenomenon of the collapse of the mountains and the dry flow of the river blooms with the fist marks, covering the front fan-shaped area, and violently colliding with Yan Chengting’s sword technique.

Boom!

The natural phenomenon is dissipating, and the sword qi is collapsing.

The bodies of the two retreated at the same time.

Yan Chengting stepped back two steps, but Jun Wuxie was shocked to step back dozens of steps, stepping out of the void in a shattered scene.

He only felt a severe pain in his arm, his inner Qi blood was tumbling, his internal organs were shaken out of place, and a mouthful of blood almost rushed out of his throat.

"Not dead yet?"

The corner of Yan Chengting's eyes twitched slightly.

His eyes finally showed anger.

"The sun bursts into the palm!"

The sword qi in the hand is converged, and the dense red rune between the palms shines.

He burns flames all over his body, like a terrifying creature coming out of the flame purgatory, rushing towards Jun Wuxie in one step, blasting forward with his palms.

There was a buzzing sound.

The sky vibrates constantly.

The palm prints of the scorching sun covered the front, hiding the sky and covering the earth, killing Jun Wuxie.

In an instant, the earth sank, and every sinking place looked like a huge handprint.

Jun Wuxie is in the center of this attack method, suffering an unimaginable impact.

Those palm prints have not yet appeared, and he has a feeling of breaking his body.

"Seven Kills Fist ·Yin-Yang Chaos!"

He did not hesitate, and directly fisted.

Between the punches, the universe collapsed, Liuhe turned upside down, and the horror scene of Yin-Yang rebellion appeared.

The fist print carries the natural phenomenon forward and blasts and kills, colliding with the bursting palm of the sun hiding the sky and covering the earth.

bang!

With the same surplus of energy, it was extremely violent, radiating in all directions, causing a terrifying scene of space fragmentation and annihilation, which shook Yan Chengting and Jun Wuxie at the same time.

"Bastard!" Yan Chengting just stepped back more than ten meters, quickly stabilized his figure, and then rushed towards Jun Wuxie like a burning meteorite, striking out one of the natural phenomena that burned the world. Fist: "Yanyang Burning World Fist!"

Jun Wuxie, who was shaken back hundreds of meters, saw the opponent kill again.

His eyes have never been cold before, and his heart is calm.

The violent wind brought up by that punch made his facial muscles sunken and deformed.

But he did not fight back.

Until, Yan Chengting rushed to a position more than ten meters in front of him with a fist.

He made a sudden move.

"Seven Kills Fist. Eight Desolation!"

His fist, the golden light, is gorgeous and dazzling, like a condensed day, facing the natural phenomenon and fist of Yan Chengting Away.

"courting death!"

Yan Chengting sneered.

At the moment when the two are about to collide.

roar!

The roar of the magic roar moves the mountains and rivers!

Behind Jun Wuxie, a hunted zhang magical image appeared.

His breath instantly soared nine times!

The fist he blasted out, followed by a surge of power.

"You..."

Yan Chengting's pupils shrank violently, his face suddenly changed.

At such a close distance, such a short time, he has no time to perform the forbidden technique to force sublimation.

There was a boom.

The golden fist blasted through the natural phenomenon of burning sun, and blasted on Yan Chengting’s fist.

pu!

Yan Chengting's fist burst on the spot, his entire arm burst open, and the connecting shoulder blades were all blasted into bloody mud.

The terrifying impact penetrated into the body, breaking his meridian, with cracks in his internal organs, and the whole person flew out of several hundred meters as far away, a mouthful of blood spurted out wildly.

"You damn ant!!"

Yan Chengting almost exploded.

Although his right arm was gone and he suffered a serious internal injury, his imposing manner exploded in an instant.

Jun Wuxie stepped on top speed, bullied himself up in an instant, ready to take advantage of his illness and kill him.

As a result, a violent punch was blocked by Yan Chengting with one arm.

A thick gas shield appears on the surface of its body, which has a strong defensive power.

this fist, just shake it off.

"The superposition of the two forbidden techniques?!!!"

Yan Chengting was covered in blood and bleeding in his mouth, but his eyes were crazy, like seeing a prey. There is a morbid excitement.

I was too careless before.

I never thought that someone could superimpose the two forbidden techniques.

So much so that he misjudged the opponent's ultimate battle strength and suffered a big loss.

But now, he will never make such a mistake again.

He used the forbidden technique and his strength soared nine times. Even if he lost an arm, he was confident that he would kill his opponent in the palm of his hand!