469.Chapter 469
Seeing someone challenge, Dongfang Xiong grinned, and he was very excited.
"Great, there's finally a fight, I'm suffocating!"
"Come on, hurry up and start fighting!" Dongfang Xiong grinned, looking very expectant.
"Hmph, look for death!"
"Lightning Wings!"
Shangguan Hao didn't plan to ink with his opponent, so as soon as he came up, he used the wings of thunder and lightning.
With a flap of his wings, he came to the Eastern Bear, and the Hammer of Thunder and Lightning in his hand blasted towards the Eastern Bear.
"Dragon Elephant Fist!"
The Eastern Bear was covered with a layer of golden light, and a terrifying fist swung out and slammed into Thor's hammer.
Rumble!
The two collided, and the roar shook the heavens and the earth.
The Fist of Terror slammed into the Hammer of Lightning, which created numerous rifts.
"What, it broke the hammer of thunder!" everyone gasped.
Shangguan Hao's toughness is obvious to all, if it weren't for his injury, the ranking would not have been so low.
With his strength, it is very likely that he will also rush to the top 30.
And now Dongfang Xiong just punched the hammer of thunder and lightning away, this scene is too terrifying!
"Damn it!"
Shangguan Hao's face changed greatly, and he quickly cast the artistic conception of thunder, and at the same time condensed the hammer of the thunder god again.
With the Artistic Conception of Thunder, Thor's Hammer became even more violent, and that force was enough to penetrate the mid-stage martial artist of the Spirit Transformation Realm.
However, Dongfang Xiong was undaunted, and the terrifying fist blasted out again.
The sky was full of golden light, and the roaring sound continued to echo in the ancient city.
This time, the Hammer of Thunder and Lightning was completely knocked away, turning into countless lightning fragments in the air and scattering them all over the ground.
"What kind of power is this? It's terrifying!"
"Actually called Thor's hammer to smash it?"
Dongfang's terrifying strength really shocked everyone, this young man with a smile was like an ancient beast, with unimaginable strength.
"Impossible!"
Shangguan Hao was horrified, and his heart was once again shrouded in the shadow of defeat.
"It's not over yet, look at the power of my bloodline!"
The power of the blood veins in his body surged, and a silver battle armor quickly formed on Shangguan Hao's body, and ancient thunder patterns spread all over his body.
Si showed the power of the bloodline, and Shangguan Hao's strength increased a lot again, he was like a thunder god descending into the world, and he was extraordinary.
"I also have the power of blood!" Dongfang Xiong's smile remained unchanged, and the golden blood in his body was stirring.
The golden light of his whole body bloomed, and a golden phantom appeared behind him, as if he was about to cross time and space from the primeval world.
The thunder wings shook, and Shangguan Hao's body instantly appeared in front of Dongfang Xiong. The thunder hammer in his hand and the thunder roar on his forehead emitted two terrifying rays of light at the same time, intertwined, and instantly stabbed into the heart of Dongfang Xiong.
However, Dongfeng Xiong was not afraid, his fist waved, and the golden phantom behind him made the same movement as him.
The golden void was too terrifying, and there was no effort between the raised hands, as if the hundred thousand mountains were trembling.
Boom!
Under a punch, Shangguan Hao vomited blood and flew out.
Everyone was shocked, they had seen the power of Shangguan Hao's bloodline, and that kind of coercion was enough to make people tremble.
However, the power of Dongfang Xiong's bloodline seemed to be stronger, and the golden phantom was powerful and powerful to pull out the mountain, shattering all the momentum, and directly blasted Shangguan Hao away.
Lin Xuan was not surprised by Dongfang Xiong's victory, but what surprised him was the power of the bloodline in Dongfang Xiong's body.
The golden phantom made him feel a palpitation.
"This kid's bloodline is unusual, it seems to be the bloodline on the Ten Thousand Souls List. ”
"Ten Thousand Souls?" Lin Xuan was puzzled.
"The list handed down from ancient times, all the bloodlines ranked on it, have mysterious and unfathomable power. The wine master explained.
"It is said that the power of the top few bloodlines is not even inferior to the five swords in the world. ”
Hearing this, Lin Xuan was shocked.
The Great Dragon Sword is one of the five swords in the world, it represents the Attack Holy Technique, and the top few of the Ten Thousand Souls List actually have such magical power, which is really amazing.
After Shangguan Hao lost to Dongfang Xiong, he did not continue to challenge, but walked out of the ring with a gloomy face.
It didn't take long for Yunhai to appear.
Yun Hai is the most outstanding disciple of the younger generation of the Yun family, and he is also a big dark horse in the No. 3 ring.
For the first time, he won in a row and finished in 40th place.
Then, he looked at Lin Xuan.
Anyway, he still has two chances, and he is not afraid of failure, so he wants to challenge Lin Xuan.
Lin Xuan's sword intent was terrifying, but Yun Hai believed that in terms of swordsmanship, he would definitely be able to defeat Lin Xuan!
Receiving the challenge, Lin Xuan's body shook and came to the super ring.
Holding the black scabbard, Lin Xuan's momentum became extremely powerful.
"Yun Lan Sword Technique!"
The sea of clouds stabbed out with a long sword, like an antelope hanging its horns, and there was no trace.
The ethereal sword, the sword light is fluttering, and it is really unguardable.
However, Lin Xuan smiled slightly.
Holding the Star Sword, Lin Xuan quickly cast the Wind Breeze Willow Sword.
The sword light flickered, like a breeze and like a wicker, soft and abnormal, and there was endless killing in it.
Ding Ding Ding!
Countless metal collisions suddenly sounded in the void, and countless electric sparks and flames flowed.
The two swords struck each other, and the blades collided together, with extraordinary precision.
"How is this possible?"
The disciples of the Yun family were shocked, and Yun Hai's heart was even more shocked, his Yun Lan swordsmanship was at a great level.
If Lin Xuan forcibly broke his sword technique with sword intent, he would still be able to accept it.
But Lin Xuan obviously didn't use his sword intent, just by relying on his superb swordsmanship, he broke his sword technique.
"Is there such a big gap?" Yun Hai felt bitter in his heart.
The next moment, Lin Xuan's swordsmanship changed abruptly.
"Wind Emperor's sword!"
The sword light disappeared and melted into the wind, this sword was even more weird than Yun Lan's swordsmanship.
"What?
Yun Hai was frightened, he couldn't sense Lin Xuan's sword qi at all.
With a soft sound, the defense in front of Yun Hai broke through, and a sword mark appeared.
The cold blade slashed across his chest, making his skin stand on end.
"Throw in the towel!"
Yunhai's face turned green with fright, and he decisively admitted defeat.
Lin Xuan put away his sword and stood calmly.
At this moment, Yunhai finally knew the gap between the two.
Lin Xuan is very strong, far above him!
After this match, the Yun family disciples were shocked, but the other two major kendo families were greatly interested in Lin Xuan.
Especially Xie Yijian, Xue Yiren stared at Lin Xuan non-stop, eager to fight now.
However, before it was their turn, the two could only think in the Annai Center.
Subsequently, Zhao Xue came on the field.
With her weird soul attack, she reached the 33rd place the first time.
Retaining the remaining two chances, Zhao Xue retreated.
Soon, a young man in a white robe walked up.
The man was white and handsome, but his smile gave him a very dangerous feeling.
"It turned out to be Xue Yiren, I didn't expect him to make a move this time, I don't know who he wants to challenge this time?"
"Who knows what this madman is thinking, but I know that anyone who is challenged by him will be unlucky!"
Among the geniuses of Qinglong, many people saw Xue Yiren's body trembling, for fear of being challenged by him by name.