Just when the magic sword was about to hit St. Panximan's head, a faint golden light surged in St. Panximan's hand. His left hand shot out instantly, grabbing the magic sword in his hand. He stretched out his right hand and
He grabbed Wayne's throat and could crush his throat with just one exertion of force. (83k)
Wayne's face suddenly turned pale, and he looked at Saint Pansiman in disbelief. How could he not have thought that he would be defeated in one move by this servant who seemed to be just Zhao Feng's servant? And he was defeated so miserably, so badly.
There is no suspense.
"I lost," Wayne said with a pale face.
"A strong man from the Saint Realm deserves to be a strong man from the Holy Realm. He is a master of the Great Sword Master level. He is still vulnerable to a strong man from the Holy Realm." Zhao Jian looked at the one move and was defeated by Saint Panximan.
Wayne, I thought in my mind.
Wayne retreated to Zhao Jian with a dejected look on his face.
"Wein, you don't have to be discouraged. Do you know that your opponent is a strong man from the holy realm. Defeating at the hands of a strong man from the holy realm is not something to be discouraged about." Zhao Jian looked at his subordinates.
The general looked depressed and comforted him.
"A strong man from the holy realm?" Wayne's body trembled, and he looked at Saint Pansiman, his eyes filled with disbelief. He did not expect that a strong man from the holy realm could become a person's servant.
"Lord Earl Zhao Feng, I am Lei Hu and I would like to ask your servant Zhao Yi to give me some advice." The ninth-level peak swordsman with a fierce look next to Earl Aihage took a step forward without waiting for Aihage's order.
, strode to the center of the banquet, looking at Saint Pansiman with burning eyes.
Lei Hu has been trapped in the ninth-level peak sword master for five years. He is eager to break through and be promoted to a strong man in the holy realm. Only then will he take the initiative to challenge Saint Pansiman. Fighting with the strong one can make it easier for him to break through.
Bottleneck, promotion to the sanctuary.
Moreover, Lei Hu was not a subordinate recruited by Earl Ahagar, but just a bodyguard hired by Earl Ahagar. The ninth-level sword master, a strong man who has half-stepped into the holy realm, is not just anyone.
can be recruited.
"Okay Zhao Yi, just give him some advice." Zhao Feng said calmly.
"It's the master," Saint Pansyman responded in a hoarse voice.
Thunder Tiger looked at St. Pansiman's tiger eye and two rays of light erupted. He let out a loud roar, his claws were like hooks, as if a mad tiger blasted out with one claw, and a sharp cyan fighting spirit claw shadow was extremely domineering.
Shooting at Saint Pansiman. This is Thunder Tiger's strongest claw, which contains four levels of stamina and is extremely domineering. Even if a strong man at the beginning of the Holy Domain eats his claw head-on, he will still suffer some minor injuries.
St. Pansiman punched out with an expressionless face, hitting the blue fighting spirit claw shadow, and instantly blasted the fighting spirit claw shadow away.
The thunder tiger's feet flashed, with a layer of cyan fighting spirit on his body, and he rushed towards Saint Pansiman like a real energy giant tiger, without any concern for his own safety.
One claw after another, almost without stopping, it attacked the crazy Saint Pansiman.
If he restored his true form, Saint Pansiman could kill a peak ninth-level master like Thunder Tiger within five moves. However, he was at a disadvantage because he could not restore his true form and kill him. He was actually forced to take a step back by the Thunder Tiger.
.
After taking a step back, St. Pansiman finally moved. He was originally a race known for his speed. Almost instantly, the banquet was filled with his afterimage.
Thunder Tiger blasted out a claw and passed through an afterimage of St. Pansiman. The next moment, St. Pansiman himself appeared behind him and grabbed out his claws, grabbing his neck, as if lifting a child.
He was lifted up like a chicken.
"I give up." Lei Hu is not a fool. After knowing that he was outmatched, he immediately chose to give up. The gap between the strong man in the holy realm and the ninth-level sword master is really too big. In single combat, the ninth-level sword master basically has no chance.
Odds of winning.
Saint Pansiman put down Thunder Tiger and allowed him to return to his position.
Saint Pansiman defeated two strong men in a row, which revealed the power of the strong men in the holy realm and made everyone present truly understand why the strong men in the holy realm are called strong men in the holy realm.
Everyone here has heard about the power of the Saint Realm strongman, but they don't know how powerful it is. Today, they personally saw the Saint Realm strongman kill an eighth-level swordsman with one move and defeat a ninth-level swordsman with twenty moves.
It was this tyranny of a super-peak powerhouse that gave them a clear understanding. They were even more in awe of Zhao Feng, who had recruited two powerful men from the Holy Domain as his subordinates.
For a while, no one dared to challenge him.
"Zhao Feng, this is Master Alva, the strong man from the Holy Domain whom I invited. Let him fight with your servant Zhao Yi." Buck waved his hand, and a man who looked like he was only forty-five or six years old, with eyes like copper bells and a strong back and strong waist, appeared.
, a man with a fleshy face, who looked like a humanoid beast, walked into the banquet holding a big sword.
Zhao Feng opened his Insight Eye and took a look. He saw that the basic quality of the man who looked like a humanoid ferocious beast was between 110,000 and 120,000. His overall strength was slightly better than Saint Pansiman by half a point. Plus that
Saint Pansiman could not return to his original form, so he was no longer a match for the ferocious humanoid beast in front of him.
"Zhao Yi, come back. Your Highness Buck, my servant Zhao Yi has fought twice and is exhausted. Let my other subordinate Han Bing compete with Master Alva. Han Bing, you go and fight with Alva.
Let’s discuss with Master Wa.” Zhao Feng recalled Saint Panximan and said to Han Bing.
Saint Pansiman is no match for Alva. If he is killed by Alva, then Zhao Feng will be depressed. Even if he can enslave the strong men from the holy realm, he will not be able to find so many lone strong men from the holy realm to suppress him.
, Slavery. If one dies, one will be lost.
"Good Master Alva, let's have a good discussion with Han Bing." Buck's eyes flashed with strange light, and he glanced at Zhao Feng and said. From Saint Pansiman's actions, he could roughly guess that Saint Pansiman and Alva
Although they are masters of the same level, there is no certainty that Alva will be able to defeat Saint Pansiman. When strong men of the same level fight, anything can happen.
The reason why Zhao Feng recalled Zhao Yi was obviously not because Zhao Yi was tired after two consecutive battles, but because he didn't think highly of Zhao Yi. Buck really couldn't figure out why Zhao Feng was so confident in his vision.
"Your Excellency Han Bing, the weapon I use is a big sword. Do you also use a weapon?" Alva glanced at Han Bing and said in a deep voice.
Weapons are also extremely important for masters. When two strong men of the same strength fight, if one of them is holding a magic weapon and the other is using an ordinary long sword, then the victory is basically destined.
"This is my weapon." Han Bing stretched out his hands, revealing the black claw sheaths, and said calmly.
"Okay" Alva shouted low, and a layer of extremely violent red fighting spirit erupted from his body. The momentum, which was higher than the mountain and deeper than the sea, could rival a giant dragon, and spread to the surrounding area. The two-meter long sword in his hand
The giant sword actually erupted with a red sword glow of more than 30 centimeters that seemed to have real fighting spirit.
"The sword radiance of materialized fighting spirit turned out to be the sword light of materialized fighting spirit. Master Alva is really terrible." Harosa's face changed and he couldn't help blurting out.
This materialized red fighting spirit sword light is a secret skill that can only be cultivated by sword cultivators among the strongest in the holy realm. The materialized red fighting spirit sword light is so sharp that it cannot cut through anything.
, that is, the legendary invulnerable dragon scales, the skin of a demigod that has been baptized by the power of the world and can be compared to a holy weapon can be cut open. This is a secret skill that very few people can cultivate.
"The fighting energy sword light has been transformed into reality. I never thought that I would be able to see a great swordsman who has cultivated such secret skills." Lei Hu couldn't help but change his expression when he looked at Alva. He was facing the invincible Saint Panximan.
He didn't change his expression at all, but when he saw the sword light that turned into fighting spirit, his heart fluctuated violently, and he couldn't help but change his expression.
Buck also showed a smile. This Alva is a master he recruited at a huge cost. Even among the strong men in the sanctuary, he is also an extremely powerful existence. In today's battle, he wants to make everyone here realize it.
His strength, take the initiative to move closer to him.
Talents will only seek refuge with the strong, not the weak. Therefore, the stronger the strong, the weaker the weak. This is the truth.
Han Bing looked at Alva and his eyes narrowed. This was the strongest master he had ever encountered since his debut. Han Bing practiced a top-notch skill called [Ice Domain Demon Art] and practiced it to an extremely deep level.
At this place, he can feel the rules of the world and condense his divinity. He is also an extremely amazing skill. Combined with his ice demon bloodline, his power is even more powerful.
The [Ice Realm Magic Art] in Han Bing's body was running wildly, and the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped suddenly. Snowflakes appeared out of thin air and slowly fell.
"What vision is this?"
"According to legend, when some special top skills are operated to the extreme, various phenomena such as flames, thunder and lightning, snowflakes, golden lotus, etc. will appear. I didn't expect that Han Bing is also a practitioner of those special top skills." Lei Hu's eyes flashed
A trace of strange light, that special top skill can generally only be practiced by powerful people with special bloodlines such as the Son of God and the Daughter of God. It is also much more powerful than the same level of skills.
At Alva's feet, the human sword merged into one, like an indestructible giant sword that could tear the earth apart and pierce the sky, slashing towards the ice.
The Ice Void grabbed continuously, one after another seemed to be able to freeze the space. Ordinary strong men in the holy realm couldn't bear the snow-white claw shadow, and they madly grabbed at Alva.
Even though the barrier formed by the barrier rope blocks more than 95% of the freezing air, people outside the barrier can still feel the biting chill. The maids who were wearing very thin clothes have all huddled together.
The group began to tremble.
The giant sword transformed by Alva seemed to be indestructible, striking out the ice with snow-white claw shadows that even the strong men in the holy realm could not resist. Because the freezing air was so terrifying, there were constantly ice cubes on his body.
It was condensed, but was constantly shattered by his violent fighting spirit, with ice shards flying everywhere.