Walking to the front of the crowd, the three people in Huanshi stood still. Zheng Shiyi continued to walk forward alone. There was still a smile on his face. Although he was smiling, it made people feel numb in the scalp and a strong feeling. , as if the murderous intention that could tear the sky to pieces surged out of his body.
The Fudo King is like the god of war in the heavens, but he is like a god of death who has walked out of purgatory. There is a faint bloody red light in his eyes, and the terrifying evil energy pours out, making everyone around him almost unable to breathe. .
The two people's eyes faced each other, and in their eyes, there seemed to be invisible rays of light shooting out, colliding in mid-air, causing the surrounding air to become chaotic, and there were even faint sonic booms in the air.
Waves of frightening auras emerged from the bodies of the two of them, rushing forward like sharp sword light and knife light.
The clothes on the two of them were bulging up, and the wind was blowing. Their eyes were fixed on each other, as if there was no one else in the world except each other.
In the entire venue, everyone's eyes widened at once, staring closely at the two people in the center of the venue.
Standing tall, King Lu took another step forward, just not a step, but in the entire venue, except for Zheng Shiyi and King Fudo, everyone's eyes fell on him.
"The tenth round of the Shenhou Conference, the first match, King Fudo versus Zheng Shiyi. Your battlefield is there, in the Thousand Worlds of War." King Lu spoke slowly, his voice was not high, but every word fell. , but they all seemed to be like an ancient immortal, transmitting the sound to the earth from nine heavens away, clearly reaching everyone's ears.
"King Lu, King Lu personally presides over and is the referee!"
"Using the Thousand Realms of War is extremely unusual, and now King Lu is actually asked to appear in person!"
In the venue, everyone couldn't help but exclaimed when they heard that King Lu personally presided over the ceremony.
"It's here, it's finally here, the two of them finally meet!"
"Jasper Sect, the former semi-saint Fudo King."
"The legendary blood demon Zheng Shiyi, the two of them are finally going to take action!"
"The much-anticipated battle!"
King Fudo listened to the sounds coming from all around, and a cold murderous aura flashed in his eyes. His eyes were as cold as if the air around him had frozen, and he said coldly: "Your legend is the last day."
"You are wrong." Zheng Shiyi exuded a rare aura of dominance in heaven and earth, like a giant standing on the earth, confidently said: "My legend has just begun, you are my legend." The prologue.”
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the mist.
Two people, one on the left and one on the right, stepped into the clouds and mist at the same time. In an instant, a dazzling golden light burst out from the mist. The golden light shone so hard that everyone in the entire venue could hardly open their eyes.
Slowly, the golden light began to fade, and everyone saw clearly that the haze in front of them had slowly disappeared, turning into a curtain of light, in which the figures of Zheng Shiyi and King Fudo appeared.
We have reached the Thousand Worlds of War and are stepping on a grassland. A river is flowing slowly not far away, and there is a high mountain in the distance.
"The two are finally going to fight!"
Everyone's eyes were firmly fixed on the light curtain in front of them.
"Who do you think can win?"
"It must be the Fudo King! Although Zheng Shiyi is strong, he cannot be the Fudo King. He was a former semi-sage and was even known as the Fudo Sword God.
His swordsmanship has reached the level of perfection. Zheng Shiyi's martial intent was far beyond comparison. "
"Since ancient times, there haven't been many half-saints who have cut themselves off to become a lord. Zheng Shiyi will definitely be able to force King Fudo to use his full strength. Today, I am lucky enough to see how strong the half-saint can be in the hou realm after he cuts himself off!"
"It is not certain that King Fudo will win. Blood Demon Zheng Shiyi, I have learned more about his past before. He is a person who never follows his footsteps, and he has been in desperate situations again and again before.
In the original predicament, if I were him, I would definitely die, but he survived time and time again and kept getting stronger. In the beginning, even if he suffered a natural injury, he could recover. A man who can defeat even the sky, now facing the Fudo King, how do you know that he will not win? "
"No matter who wins or loses, today's battle will definitely be a battle at the pinnacle of the Hou Realm!"
Everyone was talking about it. In the battle of the thousand worlds, Fu Fu glanced around and landed on Zheng Shiyi. He said in a cold voice: "You know? I regret it. I regret not killing you earlier!"
"Regret?" Zheng Shiyi smiled brightly and looked at Fudo Wang very seriously: "I have regret medicine here, do you want to buy it?"
"No need, I will kill you today." The spiritual energy in King Fudo's body rose rapidly, and the clothes on his body were not breathable. Waves of air visible to the naked eye surged out of his body and surged towards the surroundings, wherever they passed. , the weeds on the ground lay forward as if blown by the strong wind.
Behind him, the air was shaking crazily, and spiritual lines emerged one after another. The spiritual lines were sharp, like sword energy that could penetrate mountains, and made sloping cracks in the air.
The spirit patterns rotated in the air and gathered together in the blink of an eye, converging into the shape of a sharp sword.
The spirit-patterned sword hangs in mid-air, exuding endless terrifying power, and waves visible to the naked eye are surging around. It seems to be the rumored Immortal-killing Divine Sword, which can kill everything in the world, even immortals. Of!
"This is... a sharp sword condensed with spiritual patterns?"
"There are many ways to achieve the perfection of the Hou Realm in the world, but among all the ways, there is no way like this, where spiritual patterns are condensed into a sharp sword!"
"His own way, Fudo King condenses his own path in the Marquis Realm. There are many geniuses in the world, and they all find their own way in the Marquis Realm. Some are good at flames, and the spiritual patterns they condense are like Some flames are good at swordsmanship, and what they condense is the spirit pattern of the sword.
In short, the most powerful way is the way that suits you. However, those who can condense and find their own way in the Hou Realm, and then reach perfection are all peerless geniuses. Unexpectedly, Fudo King once walked out of his own way in the Hou Realm. ! "
"Yes, King Fudo became famous only after he was in the King Realm. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, who would have thought that he was already so strong in the Marquis Realm, and this was the first time he showed his power! In the previous nine rounds, he never even released his spiritual pattern!"
In the venue of the Shenhou Conference, everyone was shocked when they saw the Fudo King releasing the sword spirit pattern, and many people turned their heads to look at Zheng Shiyi.
Zheng Shiyi was surrounded by thick black energy, and bursts of dark and terrifying aura spread to the surroundings, as if an ancient demon had awakened from its slumber.
The black demonic energy was filled with killing energy, and spiritual patterns emerged from behind him.
There are twenty spiritual patterns, each of which seems to be filled with thousands of troops, and each of which seems to be filled with endless demonic energy.
The infinite way!
This is the way to perfect his state of affairs.
At first, he followed the path of Tai Chi perfection, but later, when he realized the path of the seeds of nirvana, he also understood the path of Wuji. After Tai Chi, there is Wuji!
"The way of double golden elixirs? The way of ten spirit patterns?"
"Is this Zheng Shiyi's way to achieve perfection? Has he not followed his own path?"
Everyone in the venue looked at the twenty spiritual patterns on Zheng Shiyi's back, but each of them was a little puzzled. There are many ways to perfection in Hou Jing, among which the way of perfect spiritual patterns is one of the most difficult ways to achieve perfection.
As for those with dual golden elixirs, even among the people attending the Shenhou Conference, there were not many who had dual martial arts elixirs.
Zheng Shiyi condensed two golden elixirs of martial arts and followed the path of the Perfect Spirit Pattern. It was already very amazing, but compared to King Fudo who had followed his own path of perfection, he was still a little behind.
"I originally thought that Zheng Shiyi was stronger than Fudou King just in the Hou Realm. Fudo King Qiang had more martial arts experience and more insights after he reached the semi-sage, but now it seems that this is not the case. Like."
"No, Zheng Shiyi's spiritual patterns don't seem to be that simple."
"A fight!"
While everyone was discussing, King Fudou should be the first to take action.
At some point, a gleaming long sword appeared in his hand. The long sword was just held in his hand, but it seemed to have divided the world in front of him into two, cutting this side of the world.
The vast sea-like spiritual energy poured into the long sword, and the long sword suddenly let out a crisp cry. The sound was crisp, but full of endless majesty, and the most primitive aura of prehistoric times spread.
King Fudo thrust out his sword, and a green light flashed on the long sword. The light was dazzling, dyeing the entire Thousand Worlds of War into a blue world.
In the green, the clear chirping sound became louder and louder, and in a legend, the shadow of Qingluan flew out of the sharp sword.
The sharp sword just passed through the air. Wherever it passed, the ground below shook violently, and a half-foot-wide crack was instantly plowed out on the ground.
In the shining green light, Zheng Shiyi's body was filled with a mixture of misty immortal aura, but a dark demonic aura surged out, and the huge Heaven-reaching Immortal Demon Tower emerged in his hand.
He stood firmly with his legs, and stabbed heavily in the direction of the sword with the sharp tip.
The next moment, the two attacks collided.
In an instant, the light prevailed, and the air waves rolled up, as vast as the sea!
Amid the rays of light, there was a loud bang, like thunder falling to the earth, and a loud noise like the sky exploding.
Everyone was standing in the venue of the Divine Lords Conference. They were clearly not in the same Thousand Worlds, but the sound was transmitted through the light curtain in front of them, but the shock made everyone's ears numb and their minds were in a trance.
When the two attacks collided, the entire land of Zhanzhiqianjie seemed to be completely blown to pieces. The billowing smoke and dust rolled up and dispersed in the air. The smoke and dust rose up into the sky.
For a moment, everyone's vision was blurry, but they couldn't see the two figures clearly.
Slowly, the smoke and dust dispersed, and everyone could see clearly everything in front of them.
Where the two of them were standing just now, an extremely huge circular crater exploded in the earth. The crater was so big that it even made people feel that this piece of earth was completely sunken like this.
(End of chapter)