"In this battle, the Eastern Palace disciple Hongtian won!" Du Xuan announced.

On the battle stage, Hongtian stood, his face was a little pale, but the expression on his face was extremely proud, with a kind of self-confidence that looked over the world.

In front of his eyes, Zhao Chuan was lying on the ground, with blood stains on his chest, dense palm prints, deep into the bone marrow, the flesh and blood were blurred, and blood was constantly overflowing.

"Zhao Chuan?"

The elders of the Wumeng League headed by Wang Zhou looked very gloomy when they saw this, and none of them expected that Hongtian shot Zhao Chuan seriously and seriously injured him.

Zhou Luxiong's forehead bounced with blue veins, his eyes showed anger, and he wanted to go on the court immediately and directly kill Hongtian.

The elders of other forces are also secretly shocked. This Hongtian is not only talented, but also ruthless. Such a person will become a hero in the future.

The disciples of various factions are also afraid of Hongtian.

Hongtian was even more proud.

"This Hongtian is really arrogant." Zhang Lie couldn't speak with anger.

"He does have the strength to be confident," Wang Chun said.

"Just after Yizhe." Lu Chen said with a smile.

Both Wang Chun nodded thoughtfully.

Lu Chen didn't say more, and turned to look on the battle stage.

Because at this time Feng Buhua and Nie Changkong were on stage.

They are the last two!

Among the two, the people who had the greatest reputation for being unreliable, the same realm cultivator lost to him, I don't know how many, it is hard to count.

Of course, Nie Changkong also has a good reputation. After all, he is the first person in the outer sect of the Divine Sword Sect. He is extremely powerful in swordsmanship, and there are few enemies in the same realm.

Therefore, this is a peak showdown that has attracted much attention.

"I think the odds of winning are better if you don't change."

"I think the wind is not the uncrowned king."

"Nie Changkong was once defeated by the wind, and now he fights again, the outcome is doomed."

The outer disciples of the top ten forces are no strangers to the unfavorable wind, and it can even be said that the familiar can no longer be familiar.

For his strength, he is even more clear, so almost everyone is unanimously sure that the wind will not change.

Seeing this, Lu Chen didn't even look at the wind. He didn't expect his prestige to be so high.

"The wind is really strong, even if I use my full strength to use the edict of immortality, there is no certainty that I will win." Wang Chun said.

"Brother Wang has played against him?" Lu Chen asked.

"That was before I practiced Immortal Thunder Emperor, I went to challenge him, I tried my best, and it was difficult to defeat him. I originally wanted to take this opportunity to fight him again, but it's a pity." Wang Chun shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"There will be opportunities in the future, Brother Wang, don't be discouraged." Lu Chen comforted.

He knew that Wang Chun had a chance to defeat Zhenye, but it was a pity that he miscalculated.

"Brother Lu, you must be careful if you don't get the upper hand." Wang Chun said earnestly.

"So, do you think Nie Changtian will not be his opponent?" Lu Chen asked.

"Of course." Wang Chun nodded.

"I don't know what's going on, I always feel that Nie Changtian is a bit weird, maybe I feel something is wrong." Lu Chen stared at Nie Changtian, frowned slightly, and said immediately.

"Fengbuhua has practiced a variety of ancient methods. Even if Nie Changtian has a hole card, it will be difficult to beat him." Wang Chun said.

"Ancient method?" Lu Chen nodded slightly, then turned to look at the battle platform.

Feng Buhua Chuan painted a silver light-patterned robe, coupled with his magnificent appearance and bluish hair, giving people a very peculiar feeling.

It is no exaggeration to say that if people like Yang Huazhen are Tianjiao, then the wind is not the Tianjiao among the Tianjiao, and the existence of phoenix and feathers is rare.

Nie Changtian wore black hair, his eyes shone, he watched the wind not turn, and smiled and said: "If the weather does not turn, I wanted to challenge you a long time ago, but I didn't expect it to be with you on this Tianzun Mountain. Fighting, and in the presence of so many elders." He seemed to be in the same way as the wind did not change, giving people a chic posture.

"Nie Changkong, it seems that you really want to defeat me." Feng Buhua smiled.

"Of course, I want to defeat you in my dreams. Today, God finally gave me this opportunity." Nie Changkong stared at the wind with scorching eyes and said seriously.

"Nie Changkong, I can defeat you once or twice." The wind did not fade.

Nie Changkong sneered when he heard the words, and said to Du Xuan, "Master Du Xuan, we are ready, please let us start the competition."

The weather didn't change, and he gave his hand to Du Xuan, saying that he had no opinion.

"Well, you guys start to compete." Du Xuan nodded and said.

"Nie Changkong, since you are so impatient, then I will let you take action first." Feng Buhua said immediately.

"Okay." Nie Changkong nodded, staring at the wind, and suddenly took a step. A dark, cold breath suddenly radiated out, and the air in all directions immediately became cold.

Then, black stripes, light patterns, and light symbols appeared from his body surface, gathered around him, setting off him like a dark god.

"The dark power he cultivated?" Lu Chen asked in shock.

"No, it's Ghost Dao." Wang Chun said, shaking his head.

"Ghost? Is he a ghost?" Lu Chen lost his voice.

"Yes, Nie Changkong is a born ghost." Wang Chun nodded and said.

"Ghost spirit body?" Lu Chen was shocked when he heard the words, and immediately realized that ghost spirit body is a natural ghost cultivation. If you don't follow the ghost way, it will be a waste.

However, the fact that Nie Changkong was a ghost repairer still surprised Lu Chen.

This made him more interested in Nie Changkong.

And this Nie Changkong's body has already heard a whimper, as if a ghost is crying, and a series of humanoid ghosts condensed and slammed into the wind like a ghost soldier.

"Small bugs!"

The wind didn't change and smiled coldly, suddenly shot, a palm fell, the palm strength was strong, covering a space, shrouded by silver light, the space showed signs of stagnation, and the human ghosts that rushed were directly smashed.

Moreover, the palm of the weatherless palm did not stand still, like silver lightning, slashing towards Nie Changkong's front door.

As he attacked, he said: "Nie Changkong, you and I know the exercises of both sides very well, so you and I will use the real tricks with your hands."

"it is good!"

Nie Changkong's face was like still water, his eyes were like no waves in an ancient well, his loose hair was flying, and endless ghost energy swept out of his palm and condensed into a black long knife.

This knife is completely dark, with many ghost patterns on the blade, like a grimace. When you look closely, it makes your scalp tingling, and the handle is a black bone with a fist-sized skeleton on the top. terrible.

"This is a top-grade artifact?" Lu Chen asked in shock.

"This sword is called the Ghost King Blade. It was obtained by Nie Changkong from an ancient ghost repair tomb. It is extremely powerful. The ghosts of the gods and gods who died under his sword are unknown." Wang Chun said.

"With such a sharp weapon, ordinary cultivators from the Celestial Divine Realm confront him, and they are directly downwind on the weapon." Lu Chen sighed lightly, thinking that his weapons were only middle-grade artifacts, and he was a little depressed.

"This is indeed a fact." Wang Chun nodded, but the voice turned, "However, using high-grade artifacts requires a lot of divine power, at least more than twice that of medium-grade artifacts. Therefore, even Nie Changkong is extremely powerful. Use this knife sparingly. ’

"If he is not fighting against the wind, he probably won't take the knife out so soon." Zhang Lie agreed.

"Yeah." Lu Chen nodded, the wind is too strong, and if you are yourself, you must go all out.

Looking on the battle platform, he saw Nie Changkong rushing towards the wind with the ghost king knife, followed by endless ghost energy, evolving into black sword energy, and slashing at him.

But the wind did not change, but it was calm. When he slapped his body with both hands, the sound of crackling came from his body, and then he saw his body bloom with divine light, infinitely increasing, and the whole body bloomed with light, like a **** child, exuding strong power .

"It's an invincible emperor, an intermediate magical skill. Feng Buhua has already cultivated it to the realm of great success." Wang Chun said.

"Very strong." Lu Chen nodded.

The undefeated emperor's unrelenting appearance looks tall and majestic, with an ancient atmosphere, as if the ancient emperor has come, dominating the mountains and rivers, and with a sudden grasp of both hands, the sword energy condensed by ghost energy immediately shattered.

Then, he rushed towards Nie Changkong like a broken bamboo, swinging his fists, like a mountain, with great power, and resisting the ghost king knife in Nie Changkong's hand.

It can be said that the unweathered fist is his best weapon, even if it is not comparable to the high-grade artifact Ghost King Sword, it can also be comparable to the middle-grade artifact.

What's more, Nie Changkong could not fully activate the power of the Ghost King Blade.

But at this time, Nie Changkong's body also changed, constantly growing, and standing shoulder to shoulder with the wind, his whole body was ghostly, like a ghost king was born.

The ghost energy collided with the divine light and snorted. The ghost patterns and silver patterns in the sky were ruthlessly torn apart, and they hit Nie Changkong and Feng Buhua, sending a loud noise.

Nie Changkong's face was cold, his eyes were dark and ghostly, like a cold abyss, he shot ghostly pupils, then moved his hands, hit the sky, and then crashed down.

The monstrous ghost spirit swept through, and countless whimpers came out, as if ten thousand ghosts came out of the abyss, a group of demons danced wildly, Nie Changkong benefited from it, wielding the ghost king knife, just like the king of all ghosts.

Immediately afterwards, he held his right hand high, grabbed it towards the wind, and let out a stern shout: "Covering the heavens and ghosts!"

"Have you finally started to use your hole cards? True virtual gold yuan cut, kill!"

The wind didn't change and didn't panic. A coldness evoked at the corner of his mouth. With a move of both hands, the golden light curled up between the opening and closing, turning into a blade, tearing it out, and piercing the vacuum.

In an instant, the sky-shielding ghost hand struck with this golden light blade, and there was a loud bang, and countless ghosts and golden lights rushed out.

There was a loud noise, and the two played against each other, exuding a terrible aura, which was frightening. When the disciples of the top ten forces met, most of them changed their colors.

Is this the strength of the top Tianjiao?

Lu Chen was also amazed when he saw it.

The weather is not strong, and Nie Changkong is also strong. The two are evenly matched with each other using powerful magic techniques. From a short-term perspective, it is really difficult to tell who wins and who wins?

After a while, the two of Feng Buhua performed powerful magic skills again. Obviously, they would not let the battle become deadlocked, which would not be good for each other.

"Emperor Dao Zhen Yuan Gong!"

His eyes bloomed with yellow light, as bright as a gem, dazzling, and frightening. As soon as countless runes flew out, they gathered in his palm.

A powerful breath radiated from his body, and the golden light charms condensed together to form a huge golden light ball.

Among them, there is also an emperor's phantom, which looks aloft and makes people feel worshipped.

"go with!"

The wind kept staring at the ghost-wrapped Nie Changkong, coldly spit out a word, and then hit the huge golden ball of light, and suddenly there was a whistling sound from the void, like the sun and the moon falling on the ground, terrifying.

"Heaven and ghost concentricity, kill!"

But Nie Changkong didn't change his face, his eyes were still cold, a black shadow flickered from his eyes, and his hands were printed, and there were bursts of stern roars, and the faint-hearted had to be scared to cry.