For the strength of Sikong Sheng, everyone has no energy to marvel at it. They all know that in this martial arts tea party, there are four strong men in Nanzhuoyu, namely Tuobaku, Ye Chen, Murong Qingcheng, Sikong Sheng, and these four people, Everyone has the strength to hit the top ten.
Other domains, including the three major domains, are inferior to Nan Zhuo domain in terms of the number of top combat powers. For example, the Lei domain can match or exceed four people, including Princess Lei, Beast Master Mo Xiang, and Yin Shao leader Yin Zong Away from the three, not all of the top fighters from the Floating Light Domain have emerged, but generally there will not be more than three people, and the same is true in the Golden Sands Domain. In addition to the three major domains, the top combat power that can reach this level is also the Black Gold Domain. The swordsman, Si Mo, the number one young master in the Fire Marsh Region who was just defeated by Sikong Sheng.
"Floating Light Realm Lu Soul!"
After Sikong Sheng defeated Si Mo, a strong man stood up.
He is the second ranked Lu Hun in the Fuguang Domain. Like Mo Xiang, Lu Hun is also one of the five great geniuses of the Southern Domain Group, with quasi-true dragon-level combat power.
"I hope he doesn't tie!" Mo Xiang didn't think that Lu Hun would lose, but he was afraid that Lu Hun and Sikong Sheng would end up in a tie. After all, the tea party was over and the possibility of a tie was too great.
On the empty platform with a radius of two miles, Sikong Sheng and Lu Hun stood a hundred meters apart.
The two attacked almost at the same time.
With a flicker of Sikong Sheng's figure, he launched the move and flash step, and a flash appeared on the side of Lu Hun, and he punched down.
Boxer Jianghe!
Boom!
The fist carrying terrifying power was held against by a palm. The owner of the palm was naturally Lu Hun. Against the backdrop of the sky, his every move was extremely firm, and he seemed extremely calm and calm when he blocked Sikong Sheng's palm.
The strength of the fist and the strength of the palm crushed each other, and the shock wave that erupted was like an upside-down transparent cauldron, sending the two of them flying.
"Punch through mountains and rivers!"
Sikong Sheng was so eager for victory, even in the process of flying back, he didn't forget to attack, his right fist was retracted by his waist, and he blasted out suddenly.
The strength of the fist pierced through the air, pulling out a black mark, and the end of the black mark spread to Lu Hun's chest.
"Zhenwu Interception!"
Faced with this majestic punch, Lu Hun raised his right hand, turned his palm into a knife, and slashed down with the knife, cutting off Heihen's path and defusing Sikong Sheng's attack.
Swish!
Swish!
As soon as the two landed on the ground, they rushed towards each other again, and the transition between stillness and movement was so fast.
"Fisting the country!" "Fisting the mountains and seas!" "Fisting the sky!"
"True Martial God's Palm!" "True Martial Interception!"
The two used their unique skills, and they fought inseparably. Their fist shadows and palm prints were all over the court.
"Fist shakes the starry sky!"
Finally, Sikong Sheng performed the last form of the Cangtian Baquan, which is powerful enough to compare with the profound martial arts of 20 to 30 percent.
Pointing to the mid-air of Jiangshan Terrace, the stars are twinkling and scattered, it is a vision made by punching, and any star that is condensed by Qi will be hit violently. People who face this move are as if they are in the world. Starry sky, no way to start.
"Great, but it doesn't work for me."
A dignified look flashed in Lu Hun's eyes, he kicked his feet on the ground, turned around and rushed up, one after another of dark blue palm prints met Sikong Sheng's fist force, each palm would cancel out a star, occupying half of the country, and with His true essence circulated to the limit, and the dark blue brilliance around his body flourished, continuously condensing into images such as dragons, phoenixes, tigers and tortoises, resembling heaven and man.
Naturally, Sikong Sheng didn't think that he could easily defeat Lu Hun. No matter what he said, he was a master of the same level as Mo Xiang. Even if he was worse, he was not far behind. His clothes danced without wind, Sikong Sheng stepped his right foot across the ground, and suddenly punched the ground.
No, the punch didn't hit the ground, and it was stopped when it was three feet away from the ground, but a sea-like energy was passed out close to the ground. At first, the energy was scattered and disorderly, covering a large area. , Halfway through, it shrunk to half the thickness, and when it reached the ground below Lu Hun, the energy had condensed into a bunch, exploded loudly, and spread out in a fan shape.
Crackling!
Before the energy arrived, the spiral aura field outside Lu Hun's body had already been induced and made a weak crackling sound. Lu Hun didn't care about this, and the dark blue tortoise formed by the condensed true essence sank suddenly, and he stepped on the bottom of his feet. Down, and down.
boom!
The sound of bursting energy continued continuously, and before Sikong Sheng's attack could be implemented, he was completely scattered. The dark blue tortoise had an unimaginable suppressing force.
"Dragon, phoenix, tiger and tortoise, the tortoise contains the artistic conception of earth, so it's possible that you are proficient in the four artistic concepts." Sikong Sheng sneered, and he threw himself out, playing the heart of the profound martial arts that he defeated Si Mo, the number one young master in the Huo Swamp region. sink.
"Well, what a terrifying gravity."
Stepping on the big dark blue tortoise condensed with true essence, Lu Hun felt that he couldn't move an inch, as if he was being pulled by the gravitational force deep in the ground. Directly opposite, Sikong Sheng's fist was enlarged in front of his eyes, and the terrifying punch was in a spiral shape High speed impact.
"If you can't dodge it, then you'll have to fight hard. You may not be able to dodge it, Baihu smashes and kills."
As he sank into his dantian, Lu Hun's eyes burst out with a substantive divine light. He stretched out his left hand and put his right fist on his waist. Immediately, he punched out with a platinum light, colliding with Sikong Sheng's fist.
Boom!
A mottled ball of light formed between their fists.
next moment!
The ball of light exploded.
puff!
puff!
Lu Hun was not the only one who vomited blood, Sikong Sheng also vomited blood.
"How is it possible?" Sikong Sheng found that he was the same as the opponent, unable to move an inch, and was forced to endure the backlash of the shock wave, hurting his internal organs.
Lu Hun wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, "My basaltic suppression covers tens of meters in radius, including you. Although the backlash from the shock wave is very strong, it has already been weakened by 30%. In other words, I only endured Seventy percent of the shock wave backfires, how about you?"
Sikong Sheng's face was ugly, he could tell that Lu Hun suffered less injuries than him, if he continued to fight, he was definitely not an opponent.
In the distance, Mo Xiang, who was watching the battle, laughed, "Although Lu Hun and I are equal in strength, he is much more resistant than me. If we fight head-on with him, the unlucky one will probably be the opponent."
Princess Lei Zhi, as a real dragon-level master, naturally saw the details at the last moment, and said indifferently: "In this duel, Lu Hun wins."
"To be able to push Lu Hun to such an extent, among the three true dragon masters, only Mo Xiang, the son of the Beast Master, could do it."
"Despite the glorious defeat, this Sikong Sheng is truly amazing!"
As a result, everyone knew that Sikong Sheng seemed to have lost to Lu Hun, but he was actually restrained. If it was replaced by another master who was similar to Lu Hun, Sikong Sheng might not lose.
The sun gradually rose to the mid-heaven, and it was mid-afternoon.
At this point in the discussion, everyone has a rough ranking in their minds, and if there are no accidents, this ranking is likely to become a reality.
In most people's minds, the top three must be the three true dragon masters, namely Princess Lei, Master Tianshu, and Gang Lingzi.
The top seven are Mo Xiang, Tuoba Ku, Lu Hun, and Sikong Sheng.
The top fifteen are Ye Chen, Murong Qingcheng, Black Swordsman, Deadly Swordsman Leng Zhuo, Yin Zongli, Si Mo... Those young heroes basically have no extravagant hope of competing for rankings, anyway, no matter how hard they fight , are still at the bottom, just find some people of comparable strength to compete with each other. After all, with so many people, the lower the ranking, the more unpredictable the ranking.
afternoon.
Another top fighter appeared in Jinshayu, but it was the purple-haired coquettish woman next to Gang Lingzi. She rarely traveled around the rivers and lakes before, and she was unknown. Even young heroes in Jinshayu rarely knew her. Knowing her strength, but when she made a move, the strength she showed was shocking enough, she was actually a quasi-true dragon-level master not inferior to Mo Xiang and the like.
"Murong Qingcheng, let's play together!"
The purple-haired coquettish girl called herself a Raksha girl, she seemed to be very interested in Murong Qingcheng, after defeating several masters, she called them by name.
"good!"
Murong Qingcheng nodded, and flew over.
Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom... The battle between the two was extremely fierce. The purple light and the black light intertwined and collided constantly, each occupying half of the sky.
Rakshasa's attack was ruthless and pungent, every blow was extremely hot.
Murong Qingcheng's eyesight is unparalleled, she can always defuse the deadly attacks of Rakshasa girls, and attack her weak points, which is much better than Mo Yan's magic eyes.
And whenever Murong Qingcheng's eyes flickered with black light, her combat power would increase a lot, forcing Rakshasa to defend temporarily to avoid revealing fatal flaws.
"It seems that Murong Qingcheng is not weaker than Rakshasa girl. Doesn't it mean that Mo Xiang's strength is also first-class, but she didn't show it before."
"In Nanzhuoyu, the weakest one is Ye Chen, I really don't know what to do."
"Not necessarily, Nanzhuoyu Hidden Dragon Crouching Tiger, maybe Ye Chen also hides his strength."
"Improbable! Tuoba Ku, Sikong Sheng, and Murong Qingcheng are all quasi-true dragon-level fighters, and Ye Chen is too exaggerated."
"Stop talking, the winner will be decided!"
boom!
The field was full of turmoil, and the two figures shot backwards.
"Flying Assassination Slash!"
With the tip of his toe touching the ground, Murong Qingcheng made a killer move.
The Raksha girl's purple hair fluttered, her eyes shot out a deep purple light, and a spear cut out a purple arc of light, which sealed Murong Qingcheng's attack, and immediately turned around, holding another purple short spear in her left hand, A spear pierced Murong Qingcheng's chest.
This spear almost blocked all of Murong Qingcheng's escape routes, there was no other option but to fight hard, and if she fought hard, the loser was likely to be Murong Qingcheng, because in terms of attack power, she was not as good as Rakshasa, but At this time, a black light appeared faintly on the skin outside her body. Following the appearance of the black light, Murong Qingcheng's aura underwent a huge change. The aura was pulled, and a black air flow appeared in the sky above Leidu, but suddenly, the black light on Murong Qingcheng's skin It was retracted again, and the black airflow over Leidu also dissipated instantly, as if it was an illusion.
Boom!
In the end, Murong Qingcheng lost to Rakshasa and was slightly injured.