Ling Xiao smiled, his eyes showing a kind of calmness and confidence. "There are many geniuses in this world!" He said lightly, as if he was stating an obvious fact. There was no arrogance or arrogance in his tone.
Arrogance gives people a deep and steady feeling.
"Not as good as Brother Ling!" Xiao Lianzhu said with a smile, her eyes shining with admiration and reverence. In her opinion, Ling Xiao is the one who can overcome all difficulties and create miracles.
Ling Xiao didn't refute, he still had that faint smile on his face. Even if Bai Yan couldn't see through it, he was not afraid. He knew his own strength and potential, and he would never look down on himself.
.In this battle, he will go all out and use his own strength to prove everything.
He is undoubtedly the top genius in the world. Among his peers, he has already stood at the pinnacle that no one can match. That confidence and arrogance seem to be innate and flow in his blood.
.
He knew very well that his strength and talent were enough to keep any opponent out of reach. Even Bai Yan, who was also hailed as a genius, believed that the opponent could not see through his true strength.
Over there, Hun Wuxu was standing quietly, his eyes as deep as the abyss, staring closely at Zhang Ruochen not far away in front of him.
He shook his head slightly, and a disdainful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Your method is good, and this trick of 'Traveling Phantom Gun' is indeed very powerful, but unfortunately, I have already said that you and I are not the same
You can't beat me on the same level!"
His voice was calm and firm, as if he was stating an undoubted fact. As the words fell, he suddenly disappeared at a speed that was simply jaw-dropping. Except for Ling Xiao and a few other outstanding people in the field,
Besides, almost no one could capture the moment he disappeared.
The disappearance of Hun Wuxu caused Zhang Ruochen's expression to become solemn in an instant. He could feel that a dangerous aura was quickly approaching.
He did not dare to be careless at all, he held the spear tightly in his right hand and stabbed forward. The spear came out like a dragon, with a cold light flashing and an extremely fierce momentum, as if it was going to tear apart the space.
Although Zhang Ruochen couldn't see clearly the ghostly movements of Hun Wuxu, years of battlefield experience gave him sharp conditioned reflexes. At that moment, he relied on instinct and experience to react quickly, swiping his spear,
Trying to block the unknown attack.
However, at this moment, Hun Wuxu's punch struck Zhang Ruochen's spear tip like thunder. The fist contained terrifying power, as if it could tear apart space and block everything in front of it.
Obstacles are destroyed.
boom!
There was a loud noise that shook the entire venue. In everyone's eyes, Zhang Ruochen retreated like a ship lifted by huge waves.
His figure drew a long arc in the air, and finally hit the solid city wall hard. Dust suddenly flew up on the city wall, gravel splashed everywhere, and Zhang Ruochen's figure was also hit by this huge impact.
disappeared without a trace.
At this moment, the venue suddenly became quiet.
Everyone's eyes were focused on the cracked city wall and the dust filling the air. They were all waiting, waiting for Zhang Ruochen's figure to appear again, or... something even more shocking.
the result.
In the air, Hun Huan looked at this scene, with a proud chuckle at the corner of his mouth. He turned to look at Long Yingtian on the side, with a hint of provocation in his tone: "You saw it, Long Yingtian, this monster of our Hun clan
Not bad, right? His strength and talent are the best among the best."
When Long Yingtian heard this, he still stared solemnly at Hun Wuxu in the distance.
He spoke slowly, with a hint of disdain in his voice: "That's true! But that's all. Although you Soul Clan think highly of yourself, you have never seen a real evildoer after all. In this world, there are still
A more powerful and evil existence than Hun Wuxu."
Hun Huan's face instantly turned gloomy. He stared at Long Yingtian coldly, with a hint of displeasure and provocation in his voice:
"Long Yingtian, I thought you would seek truth from facts and face up to the strength of our Soul Clan, but I didn't expect that you would also learn to be tough-talking. In that case, let's continue to look at Zhang Ruochen, the so-called number one evildoer in your Demon Suppressing Mansion.
He will soon die under the ruthless attack of Hun Wuxu! Then, let’s see how stubborn you still are!”
Long Yingtian ignored Hun Huan's provocation and focused all his attention on the holy pattern array in front of him.
He formed seals with both hands quickly, concentrating on deciphering the mystery of the formation. He knew in his heart that if he could not escape from this holy pattern formation, then even if the Demon Suppressing Mansion really had a monster that could defeat Hun Wuxu, there would be no way
any meaning.
Because they simply couldn't get to the battlefield in time to support Zhang Ruochen.
In the distance, Zhang Ruochen climbed up from the ground with difficulty. There was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, his face was as pale as paper, and it became extremely difficult to even stand. However, his eyes were shining with unyielding light, as if telling everyone
Man, he hasn't given up yet, he continues to fight.
Hun Wuxu walked slowly towards Zhang Ruochen, who was not far away. His steps were steady and confident, as if he had already secured victory. There was no trace of urgency or nervousness on his face, only calmness and calmness.
Zhang Ruochen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with difficulty. The blood was as hot as fire, dyeing his face bright red. His eyes were full of vicious determination, as if he wanted to pour all his anger and unwillingness into his soul.
On the empty body.
"Kill!" He roared violently, and the voice contained endless hatred and power, as if it was about to tear the world apart.
Although his body was exhausted and the severe pain from the wound made him almost unable to stand, he still endured the pain and shot out like a cannonball that was ready to go.
His figure drew a long trajectory in the air. Wherever he passed, the void seemed to be torn apart by his powerful power, and the roar was endless. He seemed to be pouring all his strength into this blow.
, vowing to fight to the death with Hun Wuxu.
However, facing Zhang Ruochen's desperate blow, Hun Wuxu seemed unusually calm. He stopped and a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he was laughing at Zhang Ruochen's overestimation of his abilities.
Then, he slowly stretched out his right hand and looked forward. His fingers were long and powerful, as if they contained infinite power. When he squeezed them gently, he faintly uttered two words: "Confinement!"
As the sound fell, the space within hundreds of feet suddenly trembled violently. Immediately afterwards, the space seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, and the layers were condensed and overlapped, forming a huge space cage.