Although the Jiaoyin Sword is of a very low grade, with the blessing of the Lord's divine power, the surface of the sword is surrounded by several spiritual and mysterious auras, and is astonishingly sharp. At this moment, it is like a deadly artifact.
However, this Sun Zhimiao was by no means an ordinary person. Just when the Jiaoyin Sword was about to cut him apart, his fists quickly grabbed a pile of gold powder from the storage ring on his waist and sprinkled it directly towards Su Yun. !
The moment it was thrown towards Su Yun, the golden powder bloomed with light.
clang clang clang clang clang…
After the gold powder glowed, each grain actually weighed a thousand kilograms and was extremely hard. The dragon seal sword was directly blocked by these gold powders. The remaining gold powder fell on Su Yun's body, like hills hitting him. The weight on his body was astonishing, and Su Yun was instantly knocked to the ground.
"How's it going? Does my magic weapon 'Thousand Catties of Dust' taste good?"
Sun Zhimiao raised his lips with a smile, and suddenly raised his breath. His body did not fall to the ground, but continued to rise into the air. At an altitude of several thousand meters, he then fell again. After approaching the ground, he punched out his fists and went crazy towards Su Yun. bombardment.
"The Overlord Fist!!"
Sun Zhimiao roared, and the iron fist made a huge fist mark and bombarded the ground indiscriminately.
The land that had just experienced turbulent waves was once again plunged into a violent storm. The ground was shattered by the crazy punches. All the spectators around them retreated. Even the notary and the referee had to retreat from the fighting area. Only the four The Qinchuan guardians stationed in the four directions of the arena were still as motionless as statues, enduring the attacks of the two contestants from the beginning to the end.
The name of the Tianwei Sect, not to mention the southern region, even in the northern continent, no one dares to look down upon. However, in recent years, the Tianwei Sect has kept a low profile, with most of its members living in seclusion and rarely moving around on the mainland. This has gradually been downplayed by people. , but downplaying it does not mean daring to underestimate it. Tianwei Sect is different from other sects in that they have one kind of spiritual attribute as their main practice. They possess various attributes of spiritual power, and even have spiritual attributes that many people have never heard of before. There are many experts in the sect. He has many magic weapons and is extremely powerful.
Although Su Yun didn't know much about the Tianwei Sect, he understood that it was many times more difficult to deal with the threat from the Tianwei Sect than the threat from the Su family.
There is no use thinking about it now.
With cold eyes, Su Yun raised the two swords above his head and began to spin wildly. The two swords rotated rapidly like fans, forming a circular sword shield to resist the imprint of the iron fist.
Sun Zhimiao fell from the sky and punched the sword and shield.
I don't know how powerful this fist was. Before the fist got close to the sword and shield, invisible pressure was already approaching. The entire ground sank more than one meter deep, showing a huge fist shape.
"Die! Wuyun!" Sun Zhimiao shouted.
But at this moment, the sword and shield suddenly disappeared.
Taking a closer look, it was Su Yun who had withdrawn his swords instantly! Stopped defending.
"What?"
Sun Zhimiao's eyes widened, and she was secretly surprised.
Not to mention him, countless spectators around him were also shocked. Some even stood up and looked at this scene in disbelief.
Give up the defensive posture? Looking for death
What is Su Yun going to do
This is a strange question that pops up in the minds of countless people.
But soon, people had answers.
Su Yun suddenly threw away his swords and stretched out his hands to grab Sun Zhimiao's iron fist.
When Sun Zhimiao saw this, he was furious: "Do you think you can catch my fist?"
After the sound fell, he increased his strength again.
However, Su Yun ignored it and forcefully wrapped his hands towards the iron fist. At that moment, the almost indescribable power of the iron fist spread throughout Su Yun's body like electricity.
"Watch me tear you apart!!!!" Sun Zhimiao screamed, completely desperate at this moment.
But at this moment, a sharp blade energy suddenly came from the side.
Sun Zhimiao looked sideways and saw that it was the Dragon Seal Sword that Su Yun had let go of before. Its blade was flying directly toward this end.
"What?"
Sun Zhimiao was stunned.
The audience was in an uproar!
"Swordsmanship? Is this the swordsmanship of the Divine Sword Sect?"
"What's going on? Why does Wuyun know the sword-controlling skills of the Divine Sword Sect? Is he a member of the Divine Sword Sect?"
"Who said that someone who knows how to control a sword must be a member of the Divine Sword Sect? When many disciples of the Divine Sword Sect are sent out, they can't help but teach their secret skills to their relatives and friends. Wuyun may have learned the Divine Sword Sect, But they may not be from the Shenjian Sect, not to mention that the Tianwu Continent is so big, and the sword control skills are not unique to the Shenjian Sect! It’s just that their scale is relatively large, and their sword control skills are better than other sects.”
"I see."
Some viewers looked towards Long Xianli, as if they wanted to see Long Xianli's reaction, but were disappointed. Long Xianli, who was wearing a veil, didn't make much movement, as if they didn't see Su Yun's actions. .
On the stage, the flying dragon seal sword was so sudden that Sun Zhimiao didn't expect it at all, or maybe he never thought about Su Yun's ability to control the sword.
Pfft.
He was hit by a sword in the back and fell to the ground.
Su Yun, who was still holding on to his iron fist, pulled Sun Zhimiao up from the ground and threw him to the ground fiercely.
Boom! ! ! !
Sun Zhimiao's body hit the ground heavily, and the already fragmented earth raised dust again, saying that the ground beneath Sun Zhimiao was even more shattered.
"Well… "
Sun Zhimiao spit out a mouthful of blood, never expecting that this person was so powerful.
Whoosh…
The Dragon Seal Sword struck again, slashing at Sun Zhimiao. Judging from its power, it seemed that it was going to take Sun Zhimiao's life!
"You boy, you have some strength!!"
Sun Zhimiao did not dare to look down upon him in the slightest, and tried his best to bring out all the potential in his body. He roared, knocked Su Yun away with his brute force, and then hurriedly dodged, stabbing the dragon seal sword on the ground.
"Spike Divine Fist!"
Sun Zhimiao kept hammering the ground with both fists.
The ground beneath Su Yun's feet trembled, then suddenly cracked open, and a sharp and slender thorn shot out and struck directly at the sole of his foot.
Su Yun felt a chill in his heart and immediately jumped up.
Sharp spikes kept popping up from the ground beneath their feet. Each one was more than two meters long and very sharp. In the blink of an eye, the entire fighting area was covered with spikes.
Su Yun took a breath and swept downwards with the death sword.
Whoosh!
The sword energy exploded, rippled over, and flattened all the spikes on the ground.
The person finally landed safely.
In just a moment, Sun Zhimiao activated his killing move again.
Then he took out a dark yellow key from his storage ring, held it in his hand, raised it above his head, closed his eyes and muttered some mantra quickly.
This formula seems very complicated and lengthy. Seeing Sun Zhimiao's actions, Su Yun instantly understood that the 'Spike Divine Fist' he had launched before was just to buy time for himself.
"Won!"
The person in the audience whom Sun Zhimiao called his senior brother saw this scene and said lightly.
"Won? What won?"
When the people nearby heard his murmur, they were all confused.
But at this moment, Sun Zhimiao's pupils suddenly emitted bursts of yellow light, and the key in his hand turned golden. He raised the key and threw it into the air, and the key was immediately thrown into the air.
"Wuyun, you have already lost."
Sun Zhimiao squinted her eyes and smiled.
"lose?"
Whoosh!
The key disappeared into the sky, but almost at the moment it disappeared, white clouds suddenly opened in the sky, and a violent halo fell from the sky, hitting Su Yun's body directly.
At the same time, a huge key of light, which was more than ten feet high, fell and hit Su Yun hard behind him. Then he watched the key of light turn slightly.
Click.
At that moment, Su Yun felt that his entire body was frozen, and no matter how he moved, he could not break free.
"Key of Destiny!!"
Someone in the audience stood up and shouted in shock.
"Old Man Tianming's natal magic weapon! Once used, it can completely lock the opponent and prevent the opponent from making any moves!! Oh my God, how could this thing fall into Sun Zhimiao's hands??"
"How could he have such a magic weapon??"
"horrible!!"
The buzzing sound kept ringing, and the originally silent scene was completely ignited by Sun Zhimiao's move, and it was boiling.
"Hahahaha..." Sun Zhimiao burst into laughter. He glanced around and said proudly: "You don't know this, right? Old Man Tianming is my godfather!! This thing was passed down to me by him personally. of!!"
After the voice fell, he turned his eyes, looked at Su Yun, and walked away step by step.
The pair of pupils that were still glowing with yellow light were narrow and narrow.
"Wuyun, what did I just say? I said, I will make you give up!"
Sun Zhimiao smiled softly, with a hint of disdain and ridicule flashing deep in his eyes: "Now, let me fulfill my promise."
As soon as he finished speaking, Sun Zhimiao was about to make his killing move.
"Did you really lock me?" At this time, a low voice sounded.
Sun Zhimiao's movement froze: "What? Can you still move? In front of the Key of Destiny, not to mention Lingxuanhun, even the master of Lingxuanyang will only end up being locked to death!"
But as soon as Sun Zhimiao finished speaking, Su Yun's arms suddenly shook.
The muscles between his arms clapped, and bursts of light shone in his chest, as if some divine being had been activated.
Boom.
At this time, Su Yun's arm suddenly moved open, and he broke free of the Key of Destiny. Almost at the moment of his movement, a crack opened in the Key of Destiny.
"What? This is impossible!"
Sun Zhimiao's smiling face froze instantly, replaced by fear and disbelief.
"Um?"
The same was true for the senior brother in the audience. Countless people were dumbfounded and stared at this scene with wide eyes.
How can this be? A spiritual mysterious soul actually forcibly broke the lock of the Key of Destiny
People's hearts were full of surprises, but no one knew that Su Yun, blessed by the Lord's divine power, was not completely locked by the key of destiny.
He broke free of the trap and walked towards Sun Zhimiao step by step, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
"This is not true!!"
Sun Zhimiao's face was pale, and he couldn't help but take a step back. His face was extremely ugly, and his expression was also very wonderful.
Su Yun was not polite and punched him.
Sun Zhimiao subconsciously raised her hand to receive Su Yun's fist. His mind was so confused that he didn't think much about it, but when it came to strength, Su Yun was not in vain.
But as soon as he raised his hand, the senior brother's violent roar rang out from the audience.
"Great! Be careful!!!"
Sun Zhimiao was stunned: "What?"
Whoosh!
A cold light suddenly rushed from the side, passing through Sun Zhimiao's arm like lightning...
Pfft.
Blood spread all over the arena.
It's the dragon seal sword...