Immortal Emperor of Ten Thousand Realms

Chapter 719 Fighting!

The strong ghost clan stared at Chen Ji with dark eyes, with a sly smile on his face: "Let me, Mo Fengzun, teach you the Heaven's Absolute Sword Code from junior brother today, and see, what is the Heaven's Absolute Sword? The sword code is stronger, or the hidden spirit sword is stronger!"

Mo Fengzun was surrounded by terrifying waves of air, and the huge man seemed to have turned into a huge black blade, ferocious and terrifying.

A mighty breath erupted from his body.

next moment!
With a roar, the origin of Dao of the Sword rolled like a tide, like a torrent pouring out, overwhelmingly rushing towards Chen Ji, and for a moment, the sky was full of rolling sword lights.

Chen Ji raised his eyebrows fiercely, he didn't hesitate a bit, this guy in front of him is not weak!In the first realm of Immortal Origin, the strength that erupted was already higher than that of Heisha Zun back then. Even compared with the clone of Heishui Zun, it was only a little weaker. From this, it can be seen that Shura Ghost Domain is truly Such a genius, what a landscape.

Of course, such a genius pales in comparison with Chen Ji.

Chen Ji let out a long roar, and above the back, black waves spread out one after another, and a blade that was not under the opponent appeared impressively.

The two huge blades collided fiercely.

The surging power spread out in a mighty manner. Within tens of thousands of feet, the void collapsed, and even the ring below them couldn't help it. It shook crazily, and the power shock wave that erupted could be seen from this.

After one hit.

Chen Ji and Mo Fengzun separated.

A more ferocious breath erupted from them.

Mo Fengzun roared wildly: "It's really unexpected that there is such a strong person as you in this sect! If this deity was at this cultivation level back then, he must not be as good as you, but now, this deity is the first realm of Xianyuan, and Your cultivation level is still a bit worse, and you will definitely lose."

The sword light rolling around Mo Fengzun's body exploded again.

Rumble!
Above the sky, a black twilight rose to cover the sky and block out the sun.

Mo Fengzun seemed like a majestic mountain, his figure moved and appeared in front of Chen Ji.Turning around, the huge person directly turned into a bursting blade and slashed down.

"What are you talking about so much nonsense? If you want to win me, you have to use your strength to speak." Chen Ji did not give a single cent, the ferocious power exploded from his body, and the blade rose again.

Two fierce blades fought together again.

The fierce battle caused the monks below the ring to stare one by one. Among them, some were dazzled, some looked indifferent, and most of them showed deep shock and unconcealable jealousy. color.

the other side.

The complacent look on Ming Yanzun's face became more and more serious, and he looked at a strong man from the ghost race in the crowd who had a stronger aura than he said: "Brother Kuang Dao, this disciple of my younger brother can still get into your eyes ?”

The ferocious facial muscles of Mad Saber Master trembled a few times, and said: "This disciple of yours, whose strength is in the half-step immortal source, is definitely a rare strong man, but his cultivation base—"

The voice did not fall.

On the arena, there was a muffled hum.

However, Mo Fengzun, who was in the fierce confrontation, staggered and retreated more than ten feet.

As for Chen Ji, he stood firmly in place.

Seeing this scene, Kuang Dao Zun couldn't hold back his face, and said in a muffled voice, "Young Mo Feng, what are you doing?"

Ming Yanzun laughed loudly: "Brother, this disciple of yours can't hold on anymore!"

"Impossible!" Crazy Blade remained stubborn.

Other strong men of the same level also had complicated expressions on their faces.

On the one hand, they were happy because there was such a strong person in the sect; on the other hand, because these heavenly geniuses were not their disciples, they made Lord Ming Yan cheaper for nothing.

Right now.

Mo Fengzun roared: "How could this deity lose to Banbu Xianyuan?"

The black air waves around him burst out tumbling.

Fierce and domineering, ferocious and terrifying!
Fierce.

Awesome!

Mo Fengzun was like a raging tiger, showing his fangs, and the black rays of light in his eyes spread heavily.

Afterwards, his breath suddenly became manic.

Compared with just now, it is much more tyrannical.

Chen Ji knew in his heart that a strong man of this level has some means of suppressing the bottom of the box.

Right now, Mo Fengzun is obviously about to make a move.

But how could Chen Ji give him this chance?

If you can defeat your opponent with the easiest means, why wait until all his means explode, and then let yourself fall into a hard fight?
at this time.

The cold light in Chen Ji's eyes exploded, and the turbulent air waves spun around his body.

The two origins of the body shine together.

For a moment, Chen Ji's breath became even more manic.

In a burst of stature, he rushed up fiercely.

Mo Fengzun's strongest method has not yet exploded, Chen Ji has already arrived in front of him, and his fierce fists rolled up waves of black air, heading straight for his face.

Mo Fengzun's facial muscles throbbed violently.

In a hurry, he could only cross his arms and block in front of him.

However, in front of Chen Ji's ferocious and manic power, how can he withstand it in his current state?The huge body, like a heavy sandbag, fell from the ring, and the fierce body hit the ground fiercely, cracking a piece of the ground.

Roar!
Mo Fengzun roared wildly.

The power around him was completely unblocked, and a more anxious and violent power manifested on his body.

The guy roared, and was about to rush towards the ring again.

The ghost clan master who presided over the ring snorted coldly: "Enough, you have already lost!" With a flick of a finger, fierce force immediately came out, and Mo Fengzun was severely suppressed on the ground.

With Mo Fengzun's cultivation and strength, Rao could only prostrate on the ground without moving under this overwhelming force.

All the cultivators below the ring had expressions of horror on their faces.

Part of these horrors came from the fear of the power of the ghost race.

The other part was the shock of Chen Ji's strength!This guy defeated the first realm of Xianyuan with such ease, this strength is really no small matter, everyone couldn't help but have some doubts, is he really only a half step of Xianyuan?
As such.

There was no one on the stage.

No one came up, Chen Ji was relieved, waiting for the time to run out, he successfully won the third promotion spot, walked up to Hei Yuanzun and the strong man, and said: "Brother Black Ape, Brother Shanji."

The strong man calls himself the Ridge Zun.

Venerable Black Ape looked a little dignified, and said: "It's really unexpected, the strength of junior brother is so powerful, but I underestimated it before."

Shanji Zun nodded without saying a word.

Chen Ji said: "Brother, you are welcome!"

(End of this chapter)