Chapter 1245

In the audience.

"Is it really him?"

Sun Yan's eyes were in a trance, with a dreamlike feeling

"Why, why is he here? Is it the words I told him to chase him here?"

Beside her, LAN Sisi's eyes were shining and her face was flushed with peach blossom: "Wow, he's the number one in the list of immortals. Ah, zhenshenyun is under his pressure. He's sure to win the battle against a minion who doesn't know!"

In the audience, most people, obviously, think so. They are optimistic about Wang Xu, and every one of them has hope.

however.

There is a young man with iceberg complexion and red hair, but his eyes show strong hostility and stare at Wang Xu.

This person.

It is the cloud of the true God.

……

At the same time.

On the arena.

"Ah, the strength gap is too big. Wang Xu was the first to meet such a low level opponent. It's so cool to think about it!" Zhaohongye sighs.

Feng Chenxiang also nodded and said with a faint smile: "although Ye Qing's strength is good, it's far worse than the true benevolence and filial piety. I'm afraid Prince Wang can easily suppress it with only his physical strength."

One side of the cloud waves is also full of impatient, face gloomy way:

"What's the matter with Ye Qing? Why not abstain? He didn't know what Wang Xu had done, did he? The gap is too big to win! "

Of course, that's what a small number of people here think.

Most people, struggling in the test array, came out of the list of immortals for the first time. They came up in a hurry, so they didn't know what Wang Xu was doing.

Wang Xu's name is too high on the list of immortals, and no one thought that there would be people there, let alone pay attention to it.

Only a small number of top talents came out relatively quickly, barely catching up with the last scene of seeing paozhuanghe before Wang Xu left.

Such as Ye Qing.

Because the scene was too shocking, so I inquired about it intentionally. I learned from his population what Wang Xu had done before.

Yuexian gate, step on the road to heaven, and top the list of immortals

At this time, on the challenge arena.

"Take heart, I should have a chance to win!"

Ye Qing constantly tells herself to keep her eyes fixed on Wang Xu, alert, cautious, careful and go all out.

Zhuanghe's death, he did not belong to Wang Xu's body, just as there is a strong, because of Wang Xu's talent secretly.

After all, it's impossible to think about a great master of seven grades.

Ye Qing carefully raised his head and saw Wang Xu standing on the other side of the challenge arena, holding his chest in both hands, looking at him with great interest.

The sight, as soon as it touched him, made him feel a strong discomfort, as if human beings were watching funny cats and dogs.

Then, Wang Xu's voice came: "to tell you the truth, after knowing that the opponent is me, I thought you would abstain, but I didn't expect... Why do you dare to come up?"

Ye Qing is a little funny all of a sudden.

Wang Xu this kind of attitude, a pair of casually can press dead oneself of appearance, don't know of still think he is Wu Zun.

This kind of self-confidence, in Ye Qing's opinion, is a little puzzling, which makes him totally unable to understand.

"I admit that it's very powerful for you to get to the top of the immortal list, but it's the qualification that determines the ranking, and it's the ranking that determines the strength. It's not sure who will win or lose." Ye Qing cold hum a, dissatisfied way.

"Is it too early for you to be confident? Give me a hand! "

Next second.

Ye Qing suddenly burst up.

The real Qi in his body turns into eight different air currents, which are tightly twisted into one place like a rope, and then slapped out.

In a flash.

The air exploded eight times in a row.

Every explosion is caused by the power of Ye Qing's hand. Eight kinds of forces, such as shock, explosion, splitting, collapse, explosion, drilling, poking and piercing, are combined into one. The killing power of Ye Qing's hand is tens of times higher than that of his peers.

The eight strands of different forces were twisted into one and superimposed together. On the spot, they turned into a giant palm and patted Wang Xu hard.

But the next second.

Wang Xu chuckled, then opened his mouth, took a deep breath, followed by, exhaled.

"Broken!"

In a burst of drinking, the violent air waves rolled out, and the twisted air turned into an air wall that could not be shaken. It was like a mountain and a giant palm pounding against everything.

next.

In Ye Qing's unbelievable eyes, he combined eight kinds of strength and went all out to attack, so he was drunk by Wang Xu.

"How can it be?"

Ye Qing's face was full of horror, and his heart roared wildly: "I'm a man with eight wastes in one hand. Even people who are one level higher than me can't connect with me. He didn't even move. He opened his mouth and suddenly broke it! "

Ye Qing's eyes are distorted and can't accept it at all.

"It's just the power of the body... I heard that zhenrenxiao was defeated by his body. I didn't believe it. But now, this bastard, how terrible is the physical body? "

On the arena.

Sitting on the ground all the time, he closed his eyes slightly. It seemed that zhenzhuanfeng, who was in the process of cultivation, suddenly opened his eyes, and the pupil in his eyes shrank into two small holes. He was shocked.

"How could Ye Qing's all-out attack be burst with one breath? What's the secret? Wang Xu's powerful method is the dark horse of this term? " Zhenzhuanfeng was surprised.

On one side, cangyun Baihe's eyes were extremely complex, and suddenly he said: "Chuanfeng, you came up early, so you don't know the horror of Wang Xu. It took him only 90 breaths to break the nine immortals gate... "

"What? Ninety breaths? It's impossible! I'm the first one to come up. Before that, there was no one... "

Zhenzhuanfeng's eyes widened.

"He is a member of the third class forces. He will test after you. What I'm talking about is not passing the test, but breaking it..."

Cangyun Baihe's face turned pale. It seems that the scene of Wang Xu stepping on the road of heaven and crossing his head appears again.

Same second.

On the ring.

Ye Qing, who was shocked and couldn't accept it, saw Wang Xu looking at him indifferently and said casually again:

"To surrender? Your strength is too weak. If you continue to work next, I'm afraid that if you are not careful, you will be seriously injured or even die. "

Ye Qing thought back to his previous state of mind, his face suddenly became as red as blood, and his shame and indignation reached the extreme.

But he did not give up, but clenched his teeth, broke out again.

The Qi in his body is constantly compressed, burst, compressed, burst. The Ye family's unique combination of eight wasters, crazy output, turns into a series of hand prints, fist prints, directly from all directions, to Wang Xu's position.

Eight wastes in one hand!

Six long fists!

Five elements split palm!

Eight trigrams split mountain palm!

Seven Star gathering boxing!

……

In an instant, Wang Xu's position was covered by more than a dozen attacks of different nature, and the air seemed to be burst abruptly.

In the face of Ye Qing's effort, Wang Xu seems a little impatient. He sighs, and then slowly breathes out a breath:

"Ah..."

In exhaling, the air is impacted and agglomerated. It is like a white dragon. It pours out and breaks the sound barrier in an instant.