Within the Cang Qiong Pavilion, the vast space seemed extremely quiet, and many people's hearts were shaking violently. The young man in white shirt actually killed Zhang Yu directly.
At this moment, they realized that the other party was not doing well.
In name, it was a discussion and exchange, but the attack was a killing move. Even when Zhang Yu admitted defeat, he still killed it without hesitation. This shows how ruthless the young man in white is.
In addition, they have seen with their own eyes the power of swallowing power, which is indeed extraordinary. It can directly swallow other people's attacks. As long as they are strong enough, they are almost invincible and no one can hurt him.
At this time, many people in the Rakshasa Hall looked at the young man in white shirts, feeling the arrogance in him, and felt quite dissatisfied in their hearts. This man was simply too presumptuous, should there be no one in Cang Qiong Pavilion?
Only Yu Si's face was very calm, no one knew what he was thinking.
At this time, Cang Yuan looked at the old man in green robe, and said with a bit of anger: "Is this the sparring you mentioned?"
"It would be a fatal attack for someone under your sect, so why don't you want his life?" The old man in green robes replied calmly.
"But in the end he shouted to admit defeat, why did he take action again?" Cang Yuan asked coldly.
"The battle is too fierce. It is inevitable that we cannot control it sometimes, so it is reasonable for some casualties to occur." The old man in green robe looked at Cangyuan and said slowly: "For example, the Pavilion Master initially agreed to find someone for me, but in the end
But it leaves people behind. Sometimes you may make a promise, but you may not be able to keep it in action.”
Cang Yuan's expression suddenly froze. If he still couldn't understand the meaning of the old man in green robe, then his role as the pavilion master would be in vain.
The other party was obviously taking revenge on him.
But unfortunately, he had no reasonable reason to refute.
After all, he was the one who broke the promise first, and it has lost its rationality. Then it is reasonable for the other party to break the promise, and there is nothing to say.
"The strength gap between the two sides in the previous battle was huge, and it was nothing to see. Cangqiong Pavilion, as the top force in Zhongxingtian, should have many powerful people. Let them come out to fight." The old man in green robe said in a calm tone.
Everyone in Cangqiong Pavilion looked at the group of people in the sky, their expressions were extremely cold. One of them had already died, but the other party said that there was nothing to see. Is this because they thought there were not enough people to kill, so they wanted to continue killing?
"It's so deceiving!" Someone said in a deep voice, with strong anger in his voice. He wanted to rush to fight with that man immediately, but when he thought of his strength, he gave up the idea in his heart.
If no one from the Rakshasa Hall comes out, I'm afraid no one will be his opponent.
"It seems that the other party is well prepared. If Cang Qiong Pavilion doesn't hand you over, they will go on a killing spree." Lin Feng said, and when he spoke, he couldn't help but glance at Qin Xuan, but saw that Qin Xuan remained silent, as if
Something is on your mind.
"What is Brother Qin thinking about?" Lin Feng looked at Qin Xuan and asked.
"It's nothing." Qin Xuan shook his head. Although his face remained calm, he was extremely worried in his heart.
If the old man in green robe really knows that he has the Devouring Crystal, then things will become very bad. With the strength of the other party, if he wants to take the Devouring Crystal by force, he has no way.
So far, he didn't know what the old man in green robe was thinking.
The young man in white shirt looked at the crowd below and said calmly: "Now, it's time for someone from the Rakshasa Hall to come out."
As soon as the words fell, the crowd below felt a wave of emotion.
Previously, the young man in white shirt invited the Rakshasa Palace to fight, but Zhang Yu stopped him. As a result, Zhang Yu ended up dead without any body parts. Now that the other party has opened his mouth again, no one will dare to stop him.
Moreover, with the strength of the young man in white shirt, probably only the people from Rakshasa Hall can stop him.
"Wu Chong, try fighting him." Yu Si looked at Wu Chong and said. Wu Chong nodded slightly, took a step forward, and came directly to the void, standing at the same height as the young man in white.
"I have never asked for your name." Wu Chong looked at the young man in white shirt and asked.
"Qi Jue." The young man in white shirt uttered a voice. There was still no wave in his eyes, and he didn't ask Wu Chong's name. Except for the King Kong Immortal Body, which he was somewhat interested in, he didn't pay attention to the others.
Naturally, I didn't bother to ask.
Wu Chong's eyes showed a hint of thinking, but he had no impression of the name Qi Jue. It seemed that this person was a hidden evil figure.
"Let's take action." Qi Jue looked at Wu Chong and said.
Wu Chong frowned, as if he was a little unhappy with Qi Jue's arrogant attitude, and said coldly: "I'm offended."
After the words fell, Wu Chong pointed his finger forward, and a terrifying pressure of the great avenue spread quickly, covering the world. A picture scroll appeared in the void, and the endless immortal light of the great avenue flowed on the scroll, as if
It can accommodate heaven and earth, which is extremely miraculous.
Qin Xuan below saw the scene above, and a wave of fluctuation appeared in his eyes. He had seen this scene before. In Xitian City, Douzhan was defeated by Wu Chong.
I wonder who is stronger between Wu Chong and Qi Jue from Yuntian Immortal Mansion?
Qi Jue glanced at the scroll, his face remained calm, he stretched out his palm, and a spear appeared in the palm of his hand, spitting out strong waves of the avenue, and his fighting spirit was so shocking that everyone's eyes couldn't help but stare, and they could see at a glance
It turned out to be a low-grade holy artifact.
I saw Wu Chong stepping in the void, and rays of divine light spread from the scroll, turning into various terrifying magical attacks, including peerless divine swords, destructive storms, blazing flames, ice blades...many great attacks sweeping the world.
, a deafening roar sounded between heaven and earth, trying to shatter all Taoism.
"Pfft!" The hearts of many weak Emperor-level characters below were trembling wildly, and their blood was surging. Even if it was just the residual power of the avenue, it was extremely terrifying to them, and they could directly kill ordinary Emperor-level characters.
In just an instant, many magical attacks and killings came, and an extremely oppressive pressure of the avenue enveloped the space where Qi Jue was. Everything seemed to solidify, and even the wind and clouds changed color, turning into a scene of doomsday, which was extremely terrifying.
.
With such a terrifying attack, it was obvious that Wu Chong did not hold back.
Qi Jue understood the way of devouring, and there was only one way to break it, which was to burst out with super attack power and directly break his way.
"Finally a bit of a threat."
A playful voice came from Qi Jue's mouth. He looked up at the terrifying vision in the sky, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. It seemed that from this moment on, he became truly serious.
"It seems that the person who took action at this time is quite capable, and he actually aroused the interest of King Qi!" Above, a young man behind the old man in green robe said with a smile, with a hint of joking in his tone.
"After all, he is from the Rakshasa Palace, so his strength is naturally not too bad." Someone next to him replied.
"But when you meet King Qi, you still can't escape defeat."
Everyone looked at the battlefield, with a relaxed smile on their faces, as if they already knew the outcome. Qi Jue was on the throne in Yuncang Academy, one of the eleven kings, how could he be at the mercy of the Rakshasa Palace?