1140 Sixty-six games, duel Duan Tianchen
Phew! Phew! Phew!
Wei Hong looked extremely indifferent, and punched out, like a mountain peak, falling directly from the sky, instantly covering the warrior in front of him. Under the huge pressure, the warrior in front of him was directly blown to pieces by Wei Hong's punch.
"This is already the tenth person today. Moreover, this is the genius of Yunxiao Peak. His strength is at the eighth level of the Sovereign level. How could he be killed so easily by Wei Hong?"
"Yes, this is already the sixtieth match. Today, is Wei Hong still preparing to finish all the remaining matches?"
"How is that possible? Now Wei Hong can kill a few more people, but when Wei Hong compares with Duan Tianchen in the afternoon, it will not be so easy."
"That's right. Alas, this Wei Hong is really very calculating. Today, these ten people are all strong men from Yunxiao Peak. The elder of Yunxiao Peak will probably vomit blood."
"Who says it's not the case? Hehe, who makes Yunxiao Peak keep close to the Law Enforcement Hall?"
...
Everyone was talking in low voices. In the distance, Duan Tianchen looked slightly indifferent, and a coldness flashed across his eyes from time to time. On the other side, Li Jun's expression was extremely gloomy. He realized that he had really underestimated Wei Hong.
, and it’s quite ridiculous to underestimate it.
"How could his strength improve so quickly?" Li Jun roared in a low voice with cold murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
Compared with Li Jun, who was horrified and lost his voice, the first guard's expression was extremely indifferent, and he obviously did not take Wei Hong seriously. The light in his eyes was shining, as if he was planning something, and at this time, Wei Hong began to challenge again.
Phew! Phew! Phew!
The surrounding air was stirring, and wisps of sword intent seemed to crush the sky. A looming long sword stood above the head of the purple-clothed figure. All the breath in the body seemed to be condensed on that silver long sword.
Above average.
Wow!
At this time, all that could be seen was the marks formed by the hands of the man in purple clothes. Two iron chains shot out directly from the man in purple clothes. He looked at Wei Hong coldly: "You are crazy.
You are also very strong, but today, everything is over!!"
Whoosh!
The figure of the man in purple was flying so fast that his afterimages were left behind on the ring. But everyone could only hear thunderous explosions and two huge iron chains, emitting a bloodthirsty light.
In the void, like two cold poisonous snakes, they were spiraling towards Wei Hong.
Swish! Swish!
The two iron chains completely turned into blood chains at this time. The blood energy emitted involuntarily filled the entire arena in an instant. Wei Hong looked a little embarrassed for a moment.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Wei Hong's hands exuded bright golden light, facing the terrifying blood-colored chain. Wei Hong did not flinch or dodge at all. The huge fist flashed out at the moment it was swung out.
The starlight, like stars in the sky, collided suddenly.
After the violent collision, the dazzling blood and starlight illuminated the arena, and many disciples of the Ascension Academy below were also talking about it. Looking at the scene of melee, all the geniuses also let out a long sigh of relief.
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The man in purple clothes is the great disciple of Yuxian Peak, He Qingrui. His cultivation is at the peak of the eighth level of the Jun level, his sword intention has reached the Small Perfection, and his blood skills can hold him against all the powerful ones at the same level in Yuhuayuan. Therefore,
, everyone looked at Wei Hong in embarrassment, and unknowingly, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
If Wei Hong still defeated He Qingrui with one move, then for them, it would be unbelievable and impossible for them to accept. Looking at Wei Hong who was suppressed everywhere on the ring, he sneered.
Continuously.
"Huh, his cultivation level is that he can defeat the seventh level of the monarch level and the early stage of the eighth level of the monarch level. Facing He Qingrui's attack, he has no ability to resist at all."
"That's right, maybe he couldn't wait to fight Li Jun and the first guard, so he was killed directly."
"But you underestimate Wei Hong too much. With Wei Hong's strength, I'm afraid he can still kill He Qingrui, but his next attack will not be so easy to win."
"But don't forget, Wei Hong will have to fight Duan Tianchen next. Hehe, Duan Tianchen's strength is not weak."
Everyone was talking about it, and Duan Tianchen's strength was not only weak, it was three points stronger than any previous law enforcement hall master. In the past six years, the Yuhuayuan has almost experienced a phenomenon similar to the short-term, that is, the strong are better than the others.
They are getting stronger and stronger, especially those who came out of the Immortal Tower, their cultivation speed is almost as fast as a rocket.
As for some ordinary geniuses, their cultivation is quite slow. It is precisely because of this that in the current Yuhua Academy, except for the top geniuses, many of them have actually been eliminated. A warrior's journey is like sailing against the current. If he does not advance, he will
retreat.
Just when everyone was talking about it, Wei Hong on the stage finally understood He Qingrui's methods. He did not expect that the blood technique practiced by He Qingrui would have the power to devour souls. However, fortunately, Wei Hong
The soul power is strong enough.
boom!
Wei Hong thought of this and took a step forward. Facing He Qingrui's two blood chains, he gently grasped them with both hands. He Qingrui, who was as fast as a ghost, had a cold look on his lips.
Appeared behind Wei Hong. He held five sharp blades tightly in his right hand and struck hard at Wei Hong's back.
puff!
After Wei Hong's entire body was penetrated, He Qingrui's expression changed drastically. There was no scene of blood flying everywhere. What He Qingrui hit was an afterimage. At this time, a faint cold voice sounded.
: "You can leave with confidence!"
boom!
Before He Qingrui could react, he was blown away. There was a crackling sound of bones cracking in his body, and he fell to the bottom of the ring. Blood was flowing all over the ground, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.
The sudden change caused the many disciples of the Yuhuayuan who were watching the battle to become extremely quiet in an instant. Most people could guess that He Qingrui was not Wei Hong's opponent, but they did not expect that the situation on the field would be different.
It happened so fast.
"It's not clear at all. How did Wei Hong attack He Qingrui?"
"It was too fast. I thought this was He Qingrui's last attack, but I never expected that it would be so fast and he would be knocked down directly."
"This is a good show. Wei Hong has obviously consumed a lot of his energy. I want to see if he can still win the match against Duan Tianchen after five more games."
Everyone looked at Wei Hong on the ring and talked a lot. Among the crowd, Duan Tianchen's expression was extremely dull, with a light flashing from time to time in his eyes. Looking at Wei Hong on the ring, there was no reaction, and the corner of his mouth showed no reaction.
A hint of sarcasm emerged.
Wei Hong naturally felt Duan Tianchen's gaze. Not to mention Duan Tianchen, the first guard and Li Jun, Wei Hong also saw them all. Frankly speaking, Wei Hong was not too concerned about Duan Tianchen.
Take it too seriously.
"If we fight a few more battles and kill the current leader of the Law Enforcement Hall, then our merits will be considered complete." Wei Hong thought lightly at this time.
There were no accidents in the next five fights. After these five fights, the morning came to an end. When Wei Hong was about to leave, Duan Tianchen stood in front of Wei Hong: "What do you think is the most important thing?"
Take a lot of recovery pills, otherwise, I'm afraid you won't be able to resist my three moves this afternoon."
After saying that, Duan Tianchen left with an extremely arrogant expression. Looking at Duan Tianchen's leaving figure, Wei Hong shook his head slightly. He couldn't figure out where this guy got his confidence.
"Junior brother, you have fought sixty-six times in one and a half days. You should be careful in the next fight!" Xue Wuhen looked at Wei Hong and consoled him.
"I'm afraid that part of Tianchen has a follow-up method. Junior brother, you must be extremely careful." At this time, Xiang Wentian also showed a dignified look and said in a deep voice.
"It doesn't matter, if he really has other means, that would be great." Wei Hong said with a smile, a hint of smile on his lips.
Wei Hong, who possesses the Demon King's Regeneration Technique, did not even use any pills at all. In less than half an hour, all the lost Qi was recovered, making Wei Hong instantly energetic.
The number of people on the entire Tianxing Peak has reached its peak. The people before, or some outstanding geniuses and strong men, may not have taken Wei Hong seriously, but Wei Hong fought sixty-six times in a day and a half.
, and it still didn’t have any damage and was jumping around, which had to attract everyone’s attention.
In particular, this battle was a battle between Wei Hong and Duan Tianchen. The bloodshed caused by Wei Hong's killing of Long Aotian in the Beast Spirit World was ultimately just groundless, and no one took it to heart.
However, this time, Duan Tianchen's strength was at the ninth level of the Sovereign level. They wanted to take a closer look to see what kind of trump card Wei Hong had. On the ring, Duan Tianchen was like a sculpture. He stood calmly on the ring, showing no sign of anything.
any reaction.
Quietly waiting for Wei Hong to come, for a moment, when he saw Wei Hong standing on the ring, Duan Tianchen seemed to be aware of it, opened his eyes, and there was a trace of ridicule in his eyes: "Take out all your
strength, otherwise, this competition will be meaningless."
boom!
As soon as Duan Tianchen's words fell, countless hurricanes blew up crazily on the entire arena, and Duan Tianchen's momentum reached the top in an instant. Duan Tianchen, with a cold look in his eyes, gently raised his hands.
With a slight pull, a huge ax was held in his hand.
"Half-step to Saint level cultivation!!"
Below, except for the elders of the Law Enforcement Hall, everyone's expressions changed drastically. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian.com to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation.
Chapter completed!