Immortal Emperor of Ten Thousand Realms

Chapter 824 Sweep
The cultivator's facial muscles twitched violently, his face suddenly became gloomy, and he grinned: "In that case, let me show you!" Before he finished speaking, a fiery sword light erupted from his body, Amidst the rumbling sound, they came straight to Chen Ji!The surging shock wave shattered the void.

Chen Ji raised his eyebrows slightly.

I have to say that this guy's strength is pretty good.

Unfortunately, it was him who met!

In Chen Ji's eyes, this kind of attack is like a magical weapon held in the hands of a child. It has all kinds of tricks, but it doesn't have much amazing attack power.

Chen Ji smiled coldly: "Then have a look!"

Rumbling, arms raised horizontally, thick muscles accumulated one by one, Chen Ji's arms became thicker in an instant, like a thick old tree root, and violently ejected towards the front.The ferocious fist power, like continuous water waves, spread across the brain.

boom!
It slammed into the sword light that the monk stabbed fiercely.

The two collide.

The cultivator was comparable to the sword light of Xianyuan's attack, and it was smashed directly.They cracked one after another, like a rain of flowers flying all over the sky, rushing towards the side with a whistling sound.

For a moment, the nearby void was blasted to pieces.

Seeing all this, the other monks around all stared at each other: "This guy has such a strong body!"

"That's right, although the person using the sword is only half a step of Xianyuan's cultivation, but the attack he unleashes is not weaker than Xianyuan's!"

"This guy, pay attention later!" A monk occupying the stone pillar said very solemnly.

As for the cultivator who was confronting Chen Ji, his complexion suddenly changed.With a muffled grunt, the whole person backed away!Just as he was about to fall to the ground, the fellow let out a roar and stiffly stabilized his figure. Two torrents of air flowed out from the soles of his feet, and the person supporting him was suspended in mid-air .

This fellow stared at Chen Ji with ferocious eyes, his figure rose again, and the terrifying sword light flew and galloped continuously.

Swish swish!
Continuous shock waves rushed towards Chen Ji crazily.

Chen Ji looked indifferent: "You are not my opponent!" Another punch was blasted out, and the ferocious air wave rolled like an angry dragon.

Not giving this fellow a chance to rush over, his sword light has already been shattered.

This guy couldn't hold on any longer, and fell to the ground with a bang!Immediately afterwards, a beam of teleportation light rippled above the arena, sending him out of the arena.

He has already been eliminated!

Even if he is extremely unwilling, it is still the case.

Chen Ji defeated his opponent so cleanly that some monks who wanted to come to take advantage of him stopped and rushed towards other stone pillars instead.

For a moment, on the stone pillar above the ring, there was a violent shock wave and crazily concussed.

Chen Ji's side, on the contrary, calmed down.

But it didn't last long.

Another man with an extremely ferocious aura broke through the air and rushed over.

No one came.

The two huge gongs in the palm came together with a bang.

Sound waves that seem to be in essence are washed out.

Cover Chen Ji in it.

The man laughed wildly: "Go down to me!"

This guy's strength is quite good, and his attack is unexpected, if it is a monk in other immortal realm, if he is caught off guard, he may be hit by him.

But how powerful is Chen Ji's divine sense?
Although he only preserved his physical strength, his level of ferocity, not to mention half-step Xianyuan, even the first level of Xianyuan, is far from his opponent.

The vast divine sense scrolled slightly.

The sound waves from the gong suddenly cracked.

There was a cold light in Chen Ji's eyes, and he snorted coldly: "You are the one who went down!" A more anxious shock wave of spiritual thoughts came into being.

Bang bang bang!
The sound wave shock dissipated completely.

The man's expression changed suddenly, and he backed away in a panic.

He already knew that he was no match for Chen Ji.

Certainly not staying here again!
He is not like those monks just now, he is still qualified.

However, if there is one more left, perhaps his qualifications will also be obliterated.

Therefore, he wanted to rush away from Chen Ji.

But no matter how fast he is.

It was not as fast as Chen Jibeng's fist strength.

Boom.

The twisting and turning punch came after him, and the body that was flying in mid-air was abruptly hit by the punch, and fell to the ground with a bang.

transmitted in light waves.

This fellow yelled: "No, I still have the strength to fight again!"

The next moment, when he appeared outside the ring, he was no longer qualified.

Chen Ji defeated a competitor again.

Even if other people, no matter how much they want to fight for this position, they will not come here at this moment, and instead rush to other stone pillars.

Anyway, with a thousand stone pillars, it is impossible for every monk who occupies the stone pillars to be the same as Chen Ji.

For a moment, violent shock waves exploded crazily.

All over the sky, the aurora is flickering.

One monk after another was repelled, and another monk rushed in to seize other people's positions.

This battle was actually not long at all.

In just half an hour, the winner has already been decided.

In the end, one thousand monks who were successfully promoted stood upright on the ring.As for the other monks who were eliminated, they certainly didn't dare, so they could only retreat at this moment.

Soon.

In the huge arena, and on the side, except for Chen Ji and the other 99 practitioners.

Only the Bloody Hand Tu Situ Heng remained.

Situ Heng swept his eyes across the audience and nodded: "Wait, you can stand out from the crowd of more than [-] monks, which is enough to show that your strength is extraordinary. According to what I said earlier, anyone who ranks among the thousand , all have the qualifications to enter the Sutra Pavilion of Tianshen Palace, now let's decide to win the top [-]!"

Situ Heng's palm shook.

Waves of spiritual light shot out, like a bright galaxy, suspended in the void.

The rolling auras are the names of the monks present.

Chen Ji's name is also among them.

Chen Ji glanced, and the young scribe who was talking to him earlier was not among them.

It can be seen that the opponent has been eliminated.

At this time.

Situ Heng flicked his finger, one of the spiritual lights burst, and a person's name appeared.

Among the crowd, a young man in a gray robe leaped vertically and landed on the ring. The rolling aura from his body washed over him continuously, and said, "Senior, who is my opponent?"

Situ Heng pointed to other auras and said, "Whoever you choose is your opponent."

The gray-robed youth raised his eyebrows, and a look of pride appeared on his face.Being able to break through from more than [-] monks is enough to show his extraordinary strength.It's normal to have your own arrogance.At this moment, the gray-robed youth flicked his fingers, and with a bang, another person's name flashed out.

Lingyun!

Ling Yun is Chen Ji's pseudonym.

(End of this chapter)