Immortal Emperor of Ten Thousand Realms

Chapter 468 Fight!
Xia Houkuang's facial muscles were throbbing crazily. The severe pain on his body was nothing to a monk of his level. The trauma to his heart was fatal.He has always had strong confidence in his physical body, and indeed, among his peers, his physical body deserves to be number one.

But now, the disguise of his physical body was ruthlessly torn apart.

While making him feel depressed, he also recognized himself.The whole person knelt on the ground and didn't move for a long time. At the end, he let out a roar, grabbed the severed arm, and with a click, violent power erupted, and this dead arm was forcibly torn off by him.

The tumbling blood spurted out suddenly.

Xia Houkuang didn't realize it, just stared at Chen Ji: "Xiahou must remember today's defeat in his heart, and when he understands the true meaning of the physical body in the future, he will definitely come back to ask for advice!"

Geniuses like Xia Houkuang are the scariest.

Because they can recognize themselves and correct them in time.

Chen Ji smiled faintly: "Waiting for you anytime."

Xia Houkuang snorted heavily, and flicked his fingers little by little on the broken shoulder, rolling flesh and bones, reunited one after another, and at a speed visible to the naked eye, once again condensed a new arm.

In this way, Chen Ji, a disciple of the Fuguang Patriarchal Faji, won the second victory.Immediately after the start of the third round, this time, Zhi Jing, who said that he was [-]% sure of winning Chen Ji, appeared on the stage. As for his opponent, it was Mo Lianchi's half-step true pill except Dao Yuan. A young man in a black robe.

The young man in black gave a stern smile, black flames billowed all over his body, and turned into a black fierce bird, carrying him to a stop in mid-air, seeing that his breath was ordinary and his body was ordinary, he stopped being startled.

The contempt on his face was unstoppable.

He laughed: "Why is there no one in Miaofa Temple? Let a monk like you come to compete with me?"

Only surprised and noncommittal smiled.

The young man in black robe was furious, roaring again and again, and the ominous bird that sat down swooped down with him, and went straight to stop the shock, its ferocious claws turned into two black swords, and slammed down violently.

The tumbling black air waves spread in all directions.

Seeing that Zhi Jing was about to be stabbed by the sword's edge, he saw that Zhi Jing raised his arm slightly, and his ordinary fist slammed out, landing right on the sword's edge!The ferocious blade of the fierce bird burst on the spot.Violent energy fluctuations, scattered crazily.

Puff puff!
The energy erupting from the fist pushed forward layer by layer, and exploded heavily. Wherever it passed, the body of the fierce bird exploded loudly, turning into billowing black flames, and dissipated without a trace.

The look of the black-robed youth changed drastically!

He lost his voice and said: "Damn it, I underestimated you." Grabbing towards the void with one hand, the billowing black flames condensed again, and a more ferocious sword edge suddenly appeared in his hand.Afterwards, it was subdued and turbulent, and it was suppressed like a mountain.

Stopped being shocked and laughed wildly.

The shriveled flesh and blood all over his body suddenly stretched apart, puff puff puff, his physical body was exploding, his bones were growing, and soon, he turned into a monk with a height of one foot and thick muscles.

The manic muscles burst his monk robe even more.

The explosion of flesh and blood brought about a multiplication of his strength.It was the same punch again, but the strength that erupted was already far greater than before.Even though the black-robed young man was quite powerful, his sword edge was shattered again just like that.The black-robed youth let out a scream, his whole body was like a kite with a broken string, he flew upside down for more than ten feet, and hit the ground, the heavy force smashed the ground, revealing a deep hole.

For a while, many people at the scene were shocked.

"What a powerful force!"

"The physical body has been condensed to this level, has it reached its limit?"

"Damn it, one Chen Ji is enough, why is there another existence that is not weaker than Chen Ji?" Xia Houkuang's face changed drastically, and he felt that on the road of condensing the physical body, two peaks appeared, one was Chen Ji Pole, there is another one is this Jingjing.

And Chen Ji, who is also very interested, looked at this monk.

This person is his current strength rival!
Although the black-robed youth was somewhat careless, if Zhi Jing didn't have enough strength, he wouldn't be able to defeat him at such a fast speed.

After that, the fourth game started, it was Yang Ming and Dao Yuan.

Mo Lianchi has already lost two games in a row. If they don't save another victory, they will be wiped out at the half-step Zhendan level.

The fight between Yang Ming and Dao Yuan was not as thrilling as Zhao Tianyang and Zhi Sha, nor was it as screaming of flesh and blood as Chen Ji and Xia Houkuang, nor was it as fast as Zhi Jing and the black-robed youth. , is also a hidden murderous intention, and the strength of the two is repeated.

The sword light shook the sky, and the Liuhe magic flame circle rolled with infinite black energy.

In the end, after all, it was Dao Yuan who was stronger and won back a victory for Mo Lianchi.

As for the remaining monks in Miaofa Temple, he has a bye and will be automatically promoted to the top five!
The top five half-step real pills were decided, and then, the half-step Vientiane-level battle began.The first game started with Meng Ran and a black-robed youth from Molianchi.Meng Ran has a ferocious aura all over his body, with a blue sword that sweeps across the sky, a blue mountain that suppresses the world, and a blue body that pierces through the world.

At this moment, he seems to be the supreme ruler of the world.

Infinite cyan air waves revolved around him, fierce and merciless air waves, like waves on the sea, crazily washing over the black-robed youth.

And the black-robed young man is not weak. The half-step Vientiane-level existence that can be brought by the black-robed middle-aged man is at least the few people who are top-notch in the magic refining pool. How can they be weak?Facing the sweeping sword edge, the black-robed youth responded with a black moon scimitar. Facing the blue mountain, he used the projection of a violent demon god to trample violently. Facing the blue body, the black-robed youth chose to use his own body to directly collision.

The sword's edge neighed, the light of the sword practiced, the mountains neighed, the demon god roared, and the fierce flesh body fought back and forth.

All over the sky, there are shock waves flying up.

Within a radius of one hundred feet, the gray area has already been covered by their shock waves.

Yang Ming was amazed when he saw it: "This is the power of Xeon's half-step Vientiane. It is really too strong. If Yang reaches this cultivation level in the future, he can also have such strength!"

It was also the first time for Chen Ji to observe the real battle of a genius of the same level in Laizhou up close.

Sure enough, it was thrilling and extremely brutal.These two people are not holy pills, they are the best of the best golden pills, so they should not be underestimated.Meng Ran and the black-robed youth were so entangled that for a full quarter of an hour, a shocking cyan sword light swept across the sky, billowing air waves, like cracked balls, bursting one after another.

The next moment, the young man in black staggered, spouting mouthfuls of blood, and flew backwards, retreating several tens of feet, his face extremely gloomy.

He lost.

(End of this chapter)