Chapter 521

For the strength of Sikong saint, people have no strength to marvel. They all know that there are four strong people in nanzhuoyu in this martial arts tea party, namely tuobacu, ye Chen, Murong Qingcheng and Sikong saint, and none of them has the strength to impact the top ten.

Other domains, including the three strong domains, are inferior to the nanzhuo domain in terms of the number of top combat forces. For example, the thunder domain can rival or surpass four people, including Princess Lei, the son of the beast, Mo Xiang, and Yan Zongli, the leader of the Yan Shao cult. The top combat forces of the floating light domain do not appear in full, but will not exceed three people in general. The same is true of the Jinsha domain, except for the three strong domains, The top combat power that can reach this level is also the black swordsman in the black gold region and Si Mo, the first young expert in the fire marsh region who has just been defeated by Sikong Sheng.

"Lu soul in floating light area!"

After Sikong Sheng defeated Si Mo, a strong man stood up.

He is the second highest ranking Lu soul in the floating light domain. Like Mo Xiang, Lu soul is also one of the five talents in the southern domain group and a quasi real dragon level combat power.

"I hope he doesn't draw!" Mo Xiang doesn't think Lu soul will lose, but he's afraid that Lu soul and Sikong Sheng will draw. After all, it's too possible to draw at the tea party.

On the open table two miles around, Sikong Sheng and Lu soul stood 100 meters apart.

The two attacked almost at the same time.

Sikong Sheng's body was in a flash. He moved into the air and took a flash step. A flash appeared on the side of Lu soul and blew down with a fist.

Fist dominates the river!

Boom!

The fist carrying the power of terror was held by a palm. The owner of the palm was Lu soul naturally. His body was not tall and his momentum was not publicized, but he was filled with a calm and mountain like aura. Against the background of the thick aura, his every move was very firm, and blocking the palm of Sikong Sheng was very calm and light.

Fist strength and palm strength rolled each other, and the burst of shock wave was like an inverted transparent pot, shaking them out.

"Punch through mountains and rivers!"

Sikong Sheng was so eager for victory that he didn't forget to attack even in the process of flying back. His right fist shrank at his waist and burst out.

The fist strength penetrated the air and pulled out a black mark. The end of the black mark spread to Lu soul's chest.

"Zhenwu interception!"

Facing this majestic punch, Lu soul raised his right hand, turned his palm into a knife, cut off the path of the black mark, and dissolved Sikong Sheng's attack.

Shua!

Shua!

As soon as they landed, they jumped at each other again. The static and dynamic conversion was so fast.

"Fist will fix the river and mountain!"“ Break the mountain and sea! "“ The fist breaks the sky! "

"Zhenwu God's palm!"“ Zhenwu intercept! "“ Xuanming counterattacks! "

Each of them had his own unique skills, and the fight was inseparable. There were their fist shadows and palm prints all over the court.

"Fist shake the stars!"

Finally, Sikong Shengshi exhibited the final version of heaven Ba boxing, which was powerful enough to compare with the upanishadism of 20-30% heat.

The stars twinkle and are scattered in the sky. It's an illusion made by fist strength. If you touch any star condensed by Qi strength, you will be hit madly. Those who face this move are like living in the starry sky and have no way to start.

"Great, but it doesn't work for me."

Lu soul flashed a dignified look in his eyes, pedaled his feet on the ground, turned his body and rushed. Dark cyan palm prints spewed out against Si Kongsheng's fist strength. Each palm would offset a star and occupy half of the country. As his true yuan fortune turned to the limit, his body was dark cyan and prosperous, constantly condensing into images such as dragon, Phoenix, tiger and turtle, like heaven and man.

Sikong Sheng naturally didn't think he could easily defeat Lu soul. The other party was also an expert at the same level as Mo Xiang. Even if it was poor, it couldn't be worse. He danced all over in calm clothes. Sikong Sheng took an oblique leap with his right foot and suddenly hit the ground.

No, the fist didn't hit the ground. It was stopped when it was three feet away from the ground, but a vast air force was transmitted close to the ground. At first, the air force was scattered and disordered, covering a large range. Halfway, it was reduced to half the thickness. When it came to the ground below Lu soul, the air force had condensed into a bunch, exploded and spread in a fan.

Crackle crackle!

Before the Qi strength arrived, the spiral air field outside Lu soul's body had already produced induction and sent out a weak burst sound. Lu soul didn't care about this. The dark cyan turtle condensed by Zhenyuan suddenly sank, was trampled under his feet, and then fell down.

Boom!

The sound of Qi burst was continuous. Before Sikong Sheng's attack was implemented, it was completely dispersed. The dark cyan turtle had unimaginable power of suppression.

"Dragon, Phoenix, tiger and tortoise. The tortoise contains the artistic conception of earth. It's hard not to be proficient in four artistic conceptions." Sikong Sheng sneered, fit and threw out, and played the profound martial art of defeating the first young master of huozhao area, Si Mo - the destruction of the earth's core.

"Well, what terrible gravity."

Stepping on the dark cyan turtle condensed by Zhenyuan, Lu soul felt that he was unable to move, as if he had been involved by the gravity in the depths of the earth. Directly opposite, Sikong Sheng's fist was magnified in front of him, and his terrible fist strength was a spiral high-speed impact.

"If you can't escape, then you can fight hard. You can't escape. The white tiger breaks and kills."

Qi sank into the elixir field. Lu soul's eyes burst out a substantial light. His left hand stretched forward and his right fist hit his waist. Immediately, he blew out with a white golden light and collided with Sikong Sheng's fist strength.

Boom!

A mottled ball of light formed between their fists.

Next moment!

The ball of light burst.

Poof!

Poof!

More than Lu soul vomited blood, and Sikong Sheng vomited blood.

"How is that possible?" Si Kongsheng found himself like the other party, unable to move, and was forced to bear the counterattack of the shock wave and hurt his internal organs.

Lu soul wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth. "My Xuanwu suppression suppressed tens of meters around, including you. Although the reverse bite of the shock wave is very strong, it has been weakened by 30%. In other words, I only bear 70% of the reverse bite of the shock wave. What about you?"

Si Kongsheng's face was ugly. He could see that Lu soul was hurt less than him. Continue to fight. He was definitely not an opponent.

In the distance, Mo Xiang, who watched the war, smiled. "Although Lu soul and I have the same strength, he is much more resistant than me. We fight hard with him. It's probably the other side."

Princess Lei, as a real dragon level master, naturally looked at the last minute details and said faintly, "Lu soul wins this competition."

"It's amazing that he can force Lu's soul to such a degree. Under the three real dragon level masters, only Mo Xiang, the son of the Royal beast, has done it."

"Although defeated, this Sikong saint is really powerful!"

As a result, people know that Sikong Sheng seems to have lost Lu soul, but he is actually restrained. If he changes to another expert similar to Lu soul, Sikong Sheng may not lose.

The sun gradually rose to the middle of the sky, and it was afternoon.

At this time, everyone has a general ranking in mind. If there is no accident, this ranking is likely to become a reality.

In most people's mind, the top three must be the three real dragon level masters, namely Princess Lei, childe Tianshu and ganglingzi.

The top seven are Mo Xiang, Tuoba Ku, Lu soul and Sikong Sheng.

The top 15 are ye Chen, Murong Qingcheng, black swordsman, lethal swordsman lengzhuo, Yin Zongli, Si Mo

Those young heroes who ranked behind basically had no extravagant hope of competing for ranking. Anyway, no matter how they fought, they still stayed behind. Just find some people with equivalent strength to compete. After all, the lower there are so many people, the more they can't judge the ranking.

In the afternoon.

Another top combat power emerged from the Jinsha area, but she was a purple haired flirtatious woman next to gang Lingzi. She had rarely walked around the Jianghu before and was unknown. Even the young heroes in the Jinsha area rarely knew her and didn't know her strength. However, her strength was enough to surprise people. She was a quasi real dragon level expert who was not inferior to Mo Xiang's.

"Murong Qingcheng, let's play!"

The purple haired flirtatious woman called herself Luocha girl. She seemed to be very interested in Murong Qingcheng. After defeating several experts, she named the Taoist surname.

"Good!"

Murong nodded and flew over.

Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom

The two fought fiercely to the extreme. Purple light and black light intertwined and collided with each other, occupying half the sky.

Luo Cha's attack was bitter and ruthless, and each blow was extremely hot.

Murong Qingcheng has unparalleled eyesight. He can always resolve the fatal attack of Luocha woman and attack her weakness. He is much better than Mo Yan's magic eye.

And whenever Murong Qingcheng has a black light flashing in her eyes, her combat power has to be improved a lot, forcing Luocha woman to defend temporarily to avoid revealing fatal flaws.

"Look out of sight. Murong Qingcheng seems not weaker than Luocha woman. Don't you say that her strength is also Mo Xiang's first-class, but she didn't show it before."

"In nanzhuo domain, the weakest one is Ye Chen. I really can't touch my head."

"Not necessarily. Nanzhuo domain has hidden dragons and crouching tigers. Maybe Ye Chen has hidden his strength."

"Unlikely! Tuoba Ku, Sikong Sheng and Murong Qingcheng are quasi real dragon level combat power. Plus Ye Chen, it's too exaggerated. "

"Don't talk, it's going to be a winner!"

Boom!

The field was full of air waves, and the two figures shot back.

"Feitian assassination chop!"

With his toes on the ground, Murong Qingcheng made a killing move.

The Luocha woman's purple hair danced and her eyes shone a purple light. A spear split a purple light arc. The light arc sealed Murong Qingcheng's attack. Immediately, she turned her body. She held another purple short spear in her left hand and stabbed Murong Qingcheng's chest.

This spear almost sealed all the retreat routes of Murong Qingcheng. There was no second choice but to fight hard. If you fight hard, Murong Qingcheng is likely to lose, because she is not as good as Luocha woman in terms of attack power. At this time, black light appeared on her skin. With the emergence of black light, the gas field of Murong Qingcheng changed greatly and the air machine pulled, There was a black air flow over leidu, but suddenly, the black light on Murong Qingcheng's skin took back, and the black air flow over leidu dissipated in an instant, as if it were an illusion.

Dong! Finally, Murong Qingcheng lost to Luocha woman and suffered a slight injury（ To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly ticket at qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation.) This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.