Immortal Emperor of Ten Thousand Realms

Chapter 467 Xia Hou Kuang!
Master Fu Mo's white eyebrows kept beating, and he had a smile on his face: "Brother Zi won the award, Zhao Tianyang is not weak, he has a mighty sword intent, and he clearly has the demeanor of the master of the Guangming Palace in the past. In time, the noble sect will definitely add another one!" A powerful swordsman genius."

The suzerain laughed.

The two flattered each other, the middle-aged man in the black robe snorted heavily and said nothing.

Zhao Tianyang and Monk Zhisha rolled and twirled, and after hundreds of entanglements, the huge light ball seemed to be cut in half by a huge sky knife. The golden light waves and blue air waves dissipated suddenly. Zhao Tianyang and Monk Zhisha fell out of it.The two stood on the ground, staring at each other with high spirits.

At the end, bursts of puffing sounds suddenly erupted from Zhao Tianyang's body. Cracks burst out of his robe at a speed visible to the naked eye. With a sudden bang, it was torn apart. His clothes were already ragged, revealing a strong fleshy body. .

Yang Ming was taken aback: "Brother Zhao lost?"

Chen Ji said: "Not necessarily!"

Sure enough, when the robe on Zhao Tianyang's body was torn, a bloodstain burst out at the place where Monk Zhisha's Adam's apple and jaw met. Although it was very shallow, strands of blood had already seeped out.

Zhao Tianyang's clothes were torn, but Monk Zhisha had wounds on his body. There is no doubt that Zhao Tianyang won!
Monk Zhisha's facial muscles twitched crazily. Although he was very unwilling, he could only sigh in the end: "Brother Zhao is so powerful, I am ashamed of myself." The hideous aura disappeared, and he retreated silently.

In this way, Fuguangzong won a victory!

Then the second scene will start, and this time it will be Chen Ji and a black-faced strong man who is as fine as iron in Molianchi.

This black-faced strong man was full of blood and extremely fierce. From a long distance away, he could hear the sound of blood rushing in his body.A pair of fierce eyes stared at Chen Ji, who was almost a head shorter than him, and smiled ferociously: "Xiahou Kuang, who was born in Heifengya, the Demon Refining Pool."

Chen Ji said: "I am Chen Ji, who was born in the Guangming Hall of the Fuguang Sect."

Xia Houkuang was taken aback: "Chen Ji? You are the one who defeated Junior Brother Daoyuan back then."

Chen Jidao: "That's right, it's just a mere thing."

When he said this, Dao Yuan's face suddenly darkened.He already had an old-fashioned face, and he looked no different from a middle-aged person, but now his whole face was wrinkled, making him look even older.

Xiahou said madly: "It seems that Xiahou must take you down today, firstly to win glory for the Demon Refining Pool, and secondly to avenge Junior Brother Daoyuan, hehe." , The terrifying Qi and blood enveloped his body, and even more ferocious air waves, blessings one after another.

A heavy black cloud suddenly appeared.

Chen Ji knew in his heart that this guy should be the violent guy in Mo Lianchi that Meng Ran mentioned.

At this time, the power that can be displayed explodes to the extreme.The bones of the fleshy body crackled.

boom!
Xia Houkuang stepped on the ground fiercely with one foot, his ferocious body straddled the void of tens of feet, and rushed straight in front of Chen Ji with one step, and his fist like a casserole slammed over.

Chen Ji didn't back down, and also punched out.

boom!
The fists of the two people, like two huge metal balls, slammed into each other fiercely, and a shock wave of air waves visible to the naked eye burst open.The next moment, Xia Houkuang's thick arm twisted like a snake, wrapping around Chen Ji's arm.

Xia Houkuang yelled ferociously: "Entanglement!"

Bang bang bang!
Every muscle in his twisted arm contained infinite strength. If a person with a slightly weaker body was very likely to be entangled by his arm, it would be broken on the spot.

How could Chen Ji make him happy.

The arms stretched out were also twisted and twisted back in the same way.

In the gazebo on the side of the Demon Refining Pool, Dao Yuan sneered when he saw this scene: "This Chen Ji, he doesn't know how to live or die. Brother Xia Hou's true meaning of the mountain has been smelted into every cell of the flesh and blood body. Bones, in fact, the degree of ferocity is not weak. When he stretches, Chen Ji's arm will definitely break on the spot."

Another black robe looked at Dao Yuan indifferently: "Brother Dao, being a brother is really worthless for you, you are actually defeated by such a weak person."

Dao Yuan's face became even more gloomy, his facial muscles twitched, and he stared at this person firmly.

The black-robed old god was there, unmoved.

It seems that the interior of the magic refining pool is not monolithic.

In the arena, Chen Ji and Xia Houkuang's arms were twisted together, and the other free hand was freed up to fight fiercely, and the fierce force shock wave spread along the soles of their feet in all directions.Bang bang bang, like the sound of drums in battle, it vibrated thrillingly.

Among the monks in Miaofa Temple, there was a thin young monk with a faint golden flame in his eyes and a faint smile on his face.

Master Fu Mo suddenly turned his head to look at the young monk, and said, "Stop being shocked, how sure are you that you will take down these two people?"

Zhi Jing said: "The disciple has an [-]% chance of winning that Xiahou Kuang, but Chen Ji, although the disciple is not absolutely sure, he still has a [-]% chance."

Another young monk looked surprised: "Brother, Xia Houkuang is obviously stronger."

Zhi Jing said: "Xiahou Kuang's strength is only on the surface, his strength is outside, he doesn't know how to restrain himself, but that Chen Ji is different, his physical body doesn't look very strong, but I can smell the same kind of strength from him. breath."

Master Fu Mo said: "Stop being shocked, it seems that your state of mind has improved again."

Zhi Jing smiled slightly, his piercing eyes fell on Chen Ji.His eyes were like knives, piercing into Chen Ji's flesh and blood one by one, as if dissecting the composition of every piece of Chen Ji's flesh and blood.

As Zhi Jing said.

At the beginning, Xia Houkuang looked fierce, but with hundreds of punches, his strength gradually faded, and his manic breath clearly began to fall.On the other hand, Chen Ji seemed to be a normal person.This guy was shocked, knowing that continuing to confront him would only be more detrimental to him.

You must move away from Chen Ji, so the twisted arm wrapped around Chen Ji's arm wanted to break free.

But where can he break free?
If he struggled, the tighter the entanglement, it would be a fierce wave of flesh and blood blasting into his body.

Xia Houkuang was shocked!
At this moment, the free hand shook, and a big black ax swept across all directions, slashing towards Chen Ji's face.Before his big ax could shine, the frost-white sword light on Chen Ji's body exploded suddenly.With a bang, Xia Houkuang's big ax was knocked flying.

Even the arm, a burst of pain.

However, Chen Ji's arm suddenly tightened, and Xia Houkuang's entire arm exploded rapidly, and the entire arm broke into countless pieces.The sharp broken bones, like countless sharp knives, pierced through the skin of flesh and blood. When Chen Ji let go, his arm swelled up like blood.

Although it was still growing on his shoulders, it was already a mass of dead flesh.

(End of this chapter)