"oh?"

Long Junhao showed a look of admiration in his eyes, then curled his lips and said: "You are indeed very strong, you are worth fighting!"

Yunzheng slowly raised his sword, pointing the tip at him.

Long Junhao chuckled and saw that his hands changed instantly. They were covered by the power of pure tempered metal elements and turned into gold hands as solid as a rock.

Yunzheng's eyes narrowed for a moment.

The next moment, Long Junhao flashed in front of Yunzheng. He clenched his fist and slammed it in Yunzheng's direction.

Bang!

Yunzheng raised his sword to block, and the sword edge collided head-on with Long Junhao's golden hand. The sharp sword edge did not damage Long Junhao's hand at all.

The corners of Long Junhao's lips raised, and he immediately gathered his strength to pursue the victory.

"Three forms of Dragon Fist!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Dozens of phantoms of golden fists condensed in an instant and attacked Yunzheng fiercely. Yunzheng raised his sword to block, but was forced to step back.

Yunzheng's hands holding the silver sword were numb from the shock, and she almost couldn't hold the hilt.

Her eyes changed slightly, I'm afraid this Long Junhao is also a physical practitioner! And he is also a very powerful physical practitioner!

Yunzheng gathered her strength, raised her sword to fight back, and swung it away!

boom--

The dozens of golden fist shadows were struck by the sword blade. Although a large part of their power was dissipated, a small part of their power was still left, and they struck directly towards Yunzheng's chest.

There was a soft "bang" sound, and Yunzheng was hit in the chest, forcing her to stagger a few times.

What followed was a sense of severe pain.

Yunzheng raised her eyes, her body surged with power. She raised her sword without changing her expression. The sword energy surged like a shooting star. She stepped forward and headed towards Long Junhao very quickly.

The sword energy that surged like white light spread around Yunzheng.

This scene is extremely shocking.

"Sky Meteor Slash!"

The sword was swung down, making bursts of violent explosions.

Long Junhao raised his hands together and used a golden seal, "Golden Light Wall!"

The sword blade struck the golden translucent wall, but it only opened a small gap and did not completely break.

Long Junhao looked relaxed, his eyes fell on Yunzheng, and he said in an arrogant tone: "In the face of absolute power, any move is useless. Take out all your trump cards quickly, I don't have time."

It’s a waste of time with a little girl like you.”

"If you want me to use my trump card, then you have to see if you have the ability." Yunzheng said calmly, paused, and then changed the topic: "Also, it is not a good thing to underestimate the enemy!"

When Long Junhao heard this, his eyes darkened a little.

It seems that Yunzheng is not panicking at all. Either he has a strong trump card, he believes in his own strength, or he is bluffing.

Long Junhao sneered, "I've written it down!"

Later, the two of them fought again.

In this battle, everyone obviously felt that Yunzheng was at a disadvantage, because Yunzheng was completely suppressed and beaten, and Long Junhao did not suffer any injuries. On the contrary, Yunzheng had already been hit by Long Junhao's several moves.

Everyone in the audience was talking a lot.

Some people said in disbelief: "No way, Long Junhao is actually so strong? That violent little witch was actually beaten by him to the point where she had almost no backhand power!"

"After all, Yunzheng is a rising star, how can he defeat Long Junhao, who is already famous?"

"It's over, this time I won by Tou Tianshu Immortal Academy, am I going to lose again?"

"Look, the six monster-level disciples in the ring now are all crushing the people of Tianshu Immortal Academy. The outcome of this game is already too obvious."

"Haha, I have told you a long time ago that as the number one immortal academy, Tiansu Academy has a profound foundation that cannot be compared with other immortal academy. In the last hundred-man team battle, the reason why Tiansu Academy lost was because

It’s just because we underestimated the enemy, otherwise how could Tianshu Immortal Academy take advantage of it?”

"That's what it sounds like."

There were different opinions, but this ten-man team battle was really fierce, making it difficult for them to take their eyes away.

…

At this time, Zhongli Wuyuan and Qi Po were dealing with one of the monster-level disciples at the second level of the Sovereign Realm. The two of them could barely compete with that monster-level disciple.

The monster-level disciple stared at Qi Po with strange eyes.

"How can a second-level disciple of the pseudo-god realm have the power of the king-god realm? Are you trying to trick me by covering up your cultivation like this?!"

Qi Po blinked, "Actually, I'm just a waste."

When the monster-level disciple heard this, the veins on his neck popped out. He was obviously irritated and felt that Qi Po didn't take him seriously at all.

"court death!"

The monster-level disciple roared angrily and directed most of his firepower at Qi Po's body, while Zhongli Wuyuan's pressure was relatively less.

Zhongli Wuyuan quickly gathered his formation and attacked the monster disciple.

However, the monster-level disciple easily broke through these formations and even injured Zhongli Wuyuan.

Zhongli Wuyuan's face turned pale and his brows were furrowed. After all, the disparity in strength was too great.

And the other side.

Feng Xinglan, Yan Chen, and Dai Xiuzhu teamed up to contain one of the monster-level old disciples at the second level of the Lord God Realm.

Although they were temporarily restrained, the three of them were severely tortured.

He was almost beaten by that monster-level old disciple.

Feng Xinglan's forehead was smashed, blood seeped out, and his white clothes were stained red. His fingers, stained with blood and dust, tightly grasped the hilt of the sword.

His expression was cold, but his lips were astonishingly white.

He held the sword and jumped up. His whole body was entangled with the spiritual power of thunder elements. He raised the sword and swept away violently!

"Thunder Blade Explosion!"

boom!

The monster-level disciple's expression darkened. He raised his palm to receive the attack, and struck with a thunder-like blade like crazy, forcing him to take a few steps back.

"Death is imminent, but you are still holding on!"

After the monster-level disciple defused the sword blade, he gathered surging power and slammed into Feng Xinglan.

Feng Xinglan froze, restrained by the pressure of this monster-level disciple.

At this time, Yan Chen, who was lying on the ground, quickly stood up and was in front of Feng Xinglan in a blink of an eye. Then he raised the cauldron and blocked it suddenly!

"Spell Defense!"

The black-red spell wrapped around the cauldron quickly exploded with power.

There was an explosion of "boom", and the cauldron was hit by the palm of the monster-level disciple.

The cauldron was instantly blown away.

Yan Chen was also blown away and hit Feng Xinglan.

The two of them fell to the ground at the same time, and a mouthful of blood poured out of Feng Xinglan's mouth. He looked at Yan Chen who fell aside with worried eyes.

"Yan Chen!"

"Ahem...cough, it's okay..." Yan Chen coughed up blood, and blood also flowed from his ears. He looked very weak.

Just when the monster-level disciple was about to chase and kill Feng Xinglan and the other two, Dai Xiuzhu appeared with a seriously injured body and blocked the monster-level disciple with his sword.

Dai Xiuzhu looked nervous and said in a deep voice: "Junior Brother Feng, Junior Brother Yan, jump off the ring quickly! You can no longer fight!"

"I'll stop him!"
Chapter completed!