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1192. Chapter 1192

Next to the big tree, Ning Yunzhu, Yu You and the others covered their faces and couldn't bear to look directly.

"Boss's character is simply scumbag." Gongsun Hao said very irritably.

Among the people who are competing now, there are several ruthless characters. Among them, Luo Cheng is obviously the most favored.

This is a prodigy from the Luotian royal family, and it has been confirmed before that he is a direct descendant of the emperor, with a very strong bloodline of the Luotian Holy Emperor flowing in his body.

Among the monks who are currently vying for the leadership of the Poxuan Realm, this Luo Cheng is quite favored and is regarded as a seed figure who can compete with Xue Nu, the Demon Prince, Ao Yi, Feng Ge, etc.

Now that Yang Di has drawn him, he is indeed unlucky. It can be said that after being unlucky twice, he has gotten worse.

It seems that Yang Di's road to returning to the competition is quite difficult. Many monks on the grassland were almost bursting into laughter.

But there are also quite a few people whose faces are tense and worried at this moment. This guy is so lucky that he has drawn a direct descendant of the emperor. This battle can be said to be worrying.

If he loses, everyone who bets once will be happy, but those who bet more than once will lose the bet.

Even the two pearls, Jiang Tingting and Tantai Qiuyue, looked solemn and at the same time quite speechless.

"I do believe in his ability, but now, I have to doubt his character." Jiang Tingting spread her hands helplessly.

Tantai Qiuyue also joked: "If this guy returns to the ranks of contenders, he won't meet the Snow Girl in the first game, right?"

However, compared to the weird expressions on everyone's faces, Yang Di, who was standing on the Nine Immortals Platform, was quite calm.

In his opinion, this is not a big deal. The opponent is indeed very strong, but it does not matter to him who is determined to compete for the top spot.

Moreover, this Luo Cheng actually sarcastically advised him to leave Su Yu when he was on the ladder to heaven.

Based on this alone, Yang Di was a little angry. He had a very bad impression of this royal family at first, and he was even less interested in the two direct descendants of the emperors who were now fighting.

"Haha, you are so unlucky." Luo Cheng stood there, slightly surprised, and then showed a joking expression.

At the same time, there was a hint of coldness in the eyes of the descendant of the emperor. No matter what others thought, this was a good opportunity for him to let this kid know how much he weighed.

A few taels.

"But why do I feel that I'm very lucky to meet someone I want to beat up." Yang Di smiled playfully and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Looking for death!" Luo Cheng's expression turned cold, he waved his brocade robe and walked up with a dragon's pace and a tiger's stride, the image of an emperor clearly revealed on his body.

Many monks were frightened. Although these descendants of the emperor had a very high vision, they had to admit their power.

The blood of the emperor flowing in their bodies makes these people born with the aura of the imperial way. That kind of aura has an influence on Taoism and Taoism that cannot be underestimated.

But Yang Di didn't like this. This Luo Cheng, like the other descendant of the emperor just now, wore the clothes of a prince, which can be said to be quite coquettish.

He responded without dodge, and a fierce battle broke out between the two of them.

boom!

Luo Cheng took action, and there was a golden glow between his fists and feet. It was the condensed effect of the emperor's aura, and his momentum was quite extraordinary.

Although some people from the ancient cultivating family present were displeased, they all had a bit of envy in their hearts.

Strictly speaking, they are also descendants of the emperor, but unfortunately, because they are not directly related, after a long period of evolution, the blood of the emperor in their bodies has become increasingly thinner, and they have become farther and farther away from their ancestors, and they are unable to condense the aura of the emperor.

Although these collateral groups eventually evolved their own things, they still miss the blessings of their ancestors.

Yang Di was slightly frightened. That kind of aura did have an invisible sense of oppression for those who were close to it.

The emperors of the Dao in the past, because of their extraordinary achievements, their bloodline has become natural, and they are close to the Dao.

This kind of blessing is reflected in the descendants. The person who fought with him now is not a pure-blood royal family, but it is still remarkable.

The members of the Luotian royal family, young and old, all stood there with smiles on their faces. Their royal family had been living in seclusion, but now that they were born, Luocheng could be considered as the first battle for them.

With the emergence of changes in the monastic world, from now on, the Luotian royal family will no longer keep a low profile. Their ambitions are not small, and they have the idea of ​​​​reviving the majesty of the royal family in the past. Even the Taoist sect does not take it too seriously.

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"Sixth brother, please be more decisive. You are a direct descendant of the royal family, how can you get entangled with an ordinary person?" On the other side of the Nine Immortals Stage, another descendant of the emperor, Luo Hui, smiled very proudly, and his words were full of arrogance.

It was as if his sixth brother Luo Cheng was a little humiliated now that he was fighting against Yang Di.

These words instantly aroused Yang Di's anger. Moreover, those people from the Luotian royal family just ignored him and wanted to marry Su Yu to a member of the royal family. It was really hateful.

"Thunderfall!"

He yelled violently, opened and closed his hands widely, and swept out pieces of thunder and lightning, bringing his current mastery of the Nine Heavens Thunder to the extreme.

A light golden color was actually dialyzed out of the purple current, as if it was changing from purple electricity to gold electricity.

Due to a lack of time, Yang Di's magic is still barely a success at the moment.

This obviously limits him from exerting the true power of this treasure technique, but the highly evolved Dao Fei can make the best use of everything and maximize the power of the small level.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Rays of purple light filled with golden currents, like vines, kept falling in front of Yang Di, bombarding the opponent.

"open!"

Luo Cheng's power was somewhat restrained. While his expression changed in shock, he also took action angrily, creating an even more dazzling golden aura.

He is a direct descendant of the royal family, and no move on the court can be defeated by such an ant from the world.

But obviously, Luo Cheng underestimated the power of those electric currents. After resisting for a few times, he felt numbness all over his body.

"Luo Huang Jue, Heavenly Splitting!"

Unwilling to be suppressed like this, he shouted loudly, suddenly raised his hand to cut it off, and started to fight back.

I saw a flash of light in this small battlefield, and a golden light, like a broadsword, struck down in the air.

Yang Di was a little shocked when the opponent suddenly used such a powerful move. When he dodged, several hairs were cut off.

"Haha, this is the difference between you and me." After the successful counterattack, Luo Cheng took the initiative again and smiled coldly.

The boy's lightning combo just now almost caused him to be in chaos.

Yang Di is not discouraged. This person is not simple. He is much scarier than Zhan Ling. He should not be an ordinary person among the Luotian royal family.

He didn't respond, but he suddenly struck out with a punch, like a beast from the wild, and he was extremely domineering.

“Don’t overestimate your capabilities!”

Seeing that this kid actually wanted to fight with his physical strength, Luo Cheng laughed jokingly, put away his Taoist skills, and also raised his fist to confront him head-on.

The emperor's bloodline not only affects Taoism and Taoism, but also greatly increases the strength of the body.

Especially after releasing the imperial aura, this aspect is even more outstanding.

It can be said that descendants of emperors are born with enviable physiques.

"Um?"

However, at the moment of the collision, Luo Cheng's color changed. Before his fist touched, he felt a bit of pain from the pressure on the end of his fist.

It felt like colliding with an ancient ferocious beast.

Bang!

Luo Cheng hurriedly activated the Emperor's Qi, causing the end of his fist to be wrapped in a rich golden glow, and he smashed it up, but the result of the collision was shocking.

Click!

Many monks vaguely heard the sound of broken bones, and then saw Luo Cheng staggering back in the collision. His body was shaken, his face was distorted, and he staggered back.

When the fireworks of the collision fell, the situation on the battlefield was even more dizzying. Yang Di's fist was intact, but the fist Luo Cheng punched was now covered in blood and bleeding.

"What? The physique of a descendant of the emperor was defeated by a secular person with mediocre talents?"

Many older monks were shocked and couldn't believe this was true.

Some people were thoughtful and murmured: "I heard that this alchemist once refined a peerless elixir, which was suspected to be used to refine the body. Now it seems that it is really true...

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"Boy, you are so impatient that you dare to hurt me?" After taking a hit, Luo Cheng's face became a little twisted and ferocious.

First, the pain in that hand was so severe that the finger bones had been shattered a lot. Second, it was injured by a worldly ant, which aroused the raging anger in Luocheng.

"Hurt you? Humph, I'm going to beat you up!" Yang Di snorted disdainfully. This guy felt too good about himself.

He was unyielding and continued to attack. With the stimulation of his tyrant body, his whole skin began to exude a penetrating glow, filled with terrifying power fluctuations.

Next to the big tree, Liu Yifan, Lao Dao and others were excited and opened their eyes wide. The little master finally showed off his domineering body. The next step will definitely surprise many people at the scene.

In fact, as soon as Yang Di made his move, many people were dumbfounded. He jumped up high, like a giant, and slammed his fist down.

Boom!

That punch actually made the air tremble, like a heavy hammer that was about to collapse everything.

Luo Cheng changed his color and hurriedly used his powerful royal Taoist skills to fight against him. After suffering a loss in the physical contest just now, he did not dare to hold on to the challenge anymore.

This kid's physique is quite strange, actually superior to the physique of a descendant of the emperor.

"Half Moon Slash!" Luo Cheng quickly pinched the seal, and a golden arc of the moon lifted up, marking Yang Di's punch.

Immediately, an incredible scene appeared. Seeing his opponent perform a powerful killing move, Yang Di remained unmoved. The punch still came down, and he actually wanted to resist the opponent's technique with his body.

Bang!

That punch was indeed full of majestic power, and then, the golden arc of the moon was shattered in the air.

"What?" Luo Cheng gasped.

Yang Di was also startled, and was extremely happy. Is this the power of the hegemonic body? It is indeed impressive!

Secretly thinking, his momentum was like a rainbow, and he did not retract the punch, but continued to hit the figure below, and suddenly used a few more force.

Visible to the naked eye, there was a flame igniting at the end of Yang Di's fist, and the air was rippled by the force.

The surrounding monks were stunned, and Luo Cheng, who was completely locked by that punch, was even more frightened and hurriedly tried his best to parry.

boom!

But his Taoist skills were broken again, and the place exploded. The moment Yang Di's punch landed, it was like a stone falling to the ground, causing a terrible shock wave.

Luo Cheng's defense collapsed in an instant, his arms were cracked and bleeding. After holding on for a few seconds, he flew backwards in the shock wave like a kite with its string broken, and hit the stone slab in the distance hard.


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