between the electric light and flint.

looked at Li Zhenjian, who was already overwhelmed and attacked, but Zhao Ningyu was completely indifferent and stood in a daze.

The audience watched.

and everyone on the Tianjiao list, all of them stared at each other, a little stunned.

This Erlang God Yang Jian's disciple.

What's going on?

Hurry up!

If you don't make a move, you will definitely lose!

On a high platform.

Monkey King, Erlang God Yang Jian, Jiuling Yuan Sheng, Ning Zhongxu, and Su Demon Spirit, looking at Zhao Ningyu, who was still less than three meters away from Li Zhenjian and still in a daze, was also stunned.

Especially Erlang God Yang Jian.

Now.

In his heart, he was extremely anxious.

Just now he was full of confidence.

Say that you are an apprentice.

can definitely defeat Li Zhenjian, and now it is like this......

Yang Jian.

opened his mouth.

I want to open my mouth to remind.

But when he thought that he was present at the scene today as an examiner of the Heavenly Court, he had to hold back his throbbing and didn't say anything.

Compete in the ring.

It's just two people.

No matter what happens, others remind you that it is no different from cheating, and the enemy doesn't care if you are in a daze or not.

Really.

As everyone present thought, there was no suspense, Li Zhenjian did not have a trace of pity at all, facing Zhao Ningyu, who had a cold temperament and a goddess of appearance.

He slapped it hard with a single palm.

The next moment.

The sharp pain from his left shoulder made Zhao Ningyu come back to his senses all of a sudden.

But to the surprise of everyone in the audience, they couldn't help but be stunned that Zhao Ningyu, who was delicate and soft, did not fall down at all after receiving Li Zhenjian's palm.

didn't react in time, and the body fell off the high platform.

Instead, it is like an eternal Tianshan Mountain.

Still standing in place.

Suddenly.

Everyone in the audience was stunned again, their mouths opened wide, their scalps trembled slightly, and their eyes were full of incredulity.

This......

How is this possible?!

Caught Li Zhenjian's palm defenselessly, he didn't even have time to use a trace of mana, and he didn't take a step back?

Land Wonderland.

Can you ignore the ancient sage's blow?

Did they read it wrong, or did it ......

In a flash.

There was silence.

Even Yuqing, the first Buddhist disciple on the Tianjiao list, and Zhang Xianyi, the second Taoist disciple, also had their pupils slightly condensed, and their faces were full of astonishment.

That blow just now.

Even if they were them, they wouldn't have been able to do that......

The disciple of the Manifest Saint Erlang Zhenjun, is it such a monster!

"No way. ”

Looking at Zhao Ningyu, who didn't take a step back, Li Zhenjian's face also changed greatly, his pupils shrank fiercely, and suddenly, a trace of panic appeared in his eyes, and he hurriedly retreated a few steps.

A heartfelt sneer from earlier.

Moment.

It turned into nothingness, and his eyes were full of solemnity and shock.

How can it be!

Hit him hard, and it was ......

On a high platform.

Yang Jian, the Erlang God who was sitting there, couldn't help but breathe a long sigh of relief in his heart.

Merely.

The Monkey King who was sitting next to him, as well as the Great Demon Nine Spirit Yuan Sheng, as well as Ning Zhongxu and the Su Demon Spirit behind him, all looked stunned.

The former is not bad.

It didn't show too much gaffe.

The mouths of the latter two have become a big O-shape at this moment, their eyes tremble, and they looked at Zhao Ningyu, who was standing there not far ahead, with a face full of incredulity.

Sun Wukong and Jiuling Yuansheng were stunned for a long time before they came back to their senses.

Sun Wukong's eyes widened even more.

kept staring at Zhao Ningyu in front of him.

looked at Erlang God Yang Jian with a distracted face.

Dumbfounded:

"Yang Jian, when did you teach this disciple of yours, such a strong physical body method, my old grandson can really see that this is a sub-sect of the Taoist sect. ”

Before Sun Wukong became a Buddha.

It is from the Taoist sect.

He almost knew everything about the cultivation methods of the Heavenly Court Dao Sect, but just now he was really ......

"Yang Jian, when did your Dao Sect have such a terrifying physical defense method?"

Jiuling Yuansheng also felt a slight numbness in his scalp.

They are fairies.

Compared with other monks, the physical defense is at least one level stronger, but Zhao Ningyu's physical defense just now really didn't even see through him, and it can only be described by the word monster.

Not a shred of mana was used.

Only by the body of a mortal.

Unexpectedly......

Erlang God Yang Jian looked at Zhao Ningyu in front of him, with a wry smile on his face:

"Have you all forgotten? How did my disciple come here?"

A word to wake up the dreamer.

In a flash.

Sun Wukong, Jiuling Yuansheng, Ning Zhongxu, and Su Demon Spirit, the four of them, couldn't help but have a stirring spirit in their minds, and a white dress with their hands behind their backs flashed from their minds in an instant, and only then did they react, why.

The next moment.

All of them looked helpless and couldn't say a word.

It's obvious.

At this moment, Li Zhenjian's face was extremely solemn, he took advantage of Zhao Ningyu's daze for a short moment, and struck out with one palm, but he couldn't defeat the other party, which couldn't help but make him hesitate a little at this moment.

And Zhao Ningyu in front.

In fact, it was not as seen by the outside world, there was no major problem, and a trace of blood had inadvertently flowed out of the corner of his mouth, and he felt a burst of restlessness in his body.

"You're not a sir!"

The next moment.

Zhao Ningyu's beautiful eyes froze violently, and a trace of coldness flashed in her eyes, without a trace of the nymphomaniac who had just committed a daze, and the aura of the whole person became extremely cold in an instant.

Just shoot it!

Moment.

Around the tall figure, there was an extremely hazy and trance-like blue aura, and the entire high platform trembled slightly.

The same blow.

Straight to Li Zhenjian.

In the eyes of others at this moment.

This disciple of Erlang God Yang Jian has been able to stand at the same height as Li Zhenjian, the unequaled son, and even rushed to just take a hard palm, without retreating, he may be far superior.

It's just that.

No one noticed.

Even Sun Wukong, Yang Jian, and Jiuling Yuansheng didn't see it clearly.

The moment Li Zhenjian raised his head.

His pupils were deep.

Suddenly, a phoenix phantom emanating from its whole body, as if bathed in a blazing sun, flashed.

All of a sudden.

The whole high platform.

A phoenix roared sound, and a blazing flame aura surrounded by it instantly blocked everyone's sight.

Just a few seconds.

The next moment.

A tall figure that no one expected, like a cold, withered flower, fell under the high platform in response, it was Zhao Ningyu who had just made everyone stunned.

In an instant, there was an uproar all around.

No one thought of it.

This will be the result.

Even Sun Wukong, Yang Jian, and Jiuling Yuansheng, who had reached the peak of the ancient kings, were all shocked and full of disbelief.

Not to mention that Ning Zhongxu, Su Demon Spirit and other people around them were even more shocked by this result, and their bodies trembled.

Wait for them to react.

I only saw Li Zhenjian, who was dressed in white and had a face as warm as jade.

In countless opposite sexes.

Incomparably fascinated in the eyes.

Slowly walked to the edge of the high platform, and looked at Zhao Ningyu, who was spitting blood and his face was pale below.

A hint of pride flashed in his eyes.

Said lightly:

"You've lost!"