Bang!

Twelve immortal lights rose from Yan Xingmad's body and turned into twelve supreme mad immortal kings, this is no longer the Dharma Body of the Holy Spirit, but the Supreme True Spirit, the Holy Spirit of the Dao!

The endless power of the mad immortal swept in all directions, causing several peerless geniuses to frown, obviously not expecting this kind of combat power!

"Today I'm going to beat you with one blow!"

Yan Xingmad's eyes were empty at the moment, looking down on Ye Wushuang, and the twelve mad immortal kings passed through the storm and surrounded Ye Wushuang in the center!

That body instantly rose a hundred feet tall, like twelve ancient supreme immortal kings in the world, unstoppable!

"Twelve Tricks of Crazy Immortals, Kill!"

Yan Xing shouted wildly, and the twelve mad immortal kings moved with it, smashing down towards Ye Wushuang in the center!

"Throw in the towel!"

Seeing this, Jin Ling shouted loudly, asking Ye Wushuang to admit defeat, if he didn't admit defeat, this move would definitely abolish Ye Wushuang!

"Throw in the towel!"

Everyone also shouted, after all, Yan Xingmad's strength had entered the ranks of peerless geniuses, and his combat power was no longer something that Ye Wushuang could compete with.

If the battle continues, Ye Wushuang will definitely be abolished, it would be a pity!

"It's good to be wasted!"

For others, however, it is not so.

For people such as Duobao, Randeng, Xunqing, and Cihang Zhenjun, they desperately hoped that Ye Wushuang would be deposed, so that the hatred in their hearts would be vented!

And facing the figure below the battle platform, Ye Wushuang's hand on his back did not move, and he didn't even blink his eyes, very calmly and calmly!

"Old-fashioned, don't you have a little new tricks?"

Ye Wushuang spit out a sentence indifferently, with the same disdain, making Yan Xingfang at a loss, could it be that Ye Wushuang had been taught before.

But who had he fought before, except ......

Wait a minute!

Suddenly, Yan Xingfang's gaze stared at Ye Wushuang's figure, constantly overlapping with the figure of Guantian Peak fighting with him, but it was so similar!

"Whoever you are, be sure to tear off your mask today!"

Yan Xingmad had some guesses in his heart, but he was not sure of Ye Wushuang's identity!

"Kill!"

He knocked with both hands, like the lord of the immortal king, and with an order, the twelve mad immortal kings swooped down!

Bang!

Ye Wushuang also stepped out, the golden light on his body flashed, and the dazzling brilliance was dazzling, like a little golden sun, which made people unable to open their eyes!

Bang!

Heaven and earth trembled, and when the eyes of the crowd got used to it, they saw that the golden light on Ye Wushuang's body rose rapidly, forming a golden giant, hundreds of zhang high, standing above the sky, like a giant who opened the sky!

"It's ......"

Looking at this golden giant, the crowd felt incredible, the hundred zhang true spirit was enough to defy the sky, but this golden giant was hundreds of zhang, and even the ten mad immortal kings seemed small!

"Could this be the true spirit of the masked youth, could it be that the masked youth has also broken through the Great Sage Realm?"

"No, he hasn't!"

Many people were shocked, but they quickly denied it, because the aura on Ye Wushuang's body was only the Eight Sages Eightfold!

"Do you think that if you are big, you are invincible, what is truly invincible is supreme combat power, no matter how big it is, it is just a paper tiger!"

Yan Xing said angrily.

Bang!

As soon as his words fell, a big golden palm of the golden giant fell upside down, and there was an ancient holy text flashing in the palm of his palm, like a golden ancient Tianshan Mountain, and he slapped it fiercely!

Boom!

A mad immortal king was immediately wiped out, responding to Yan Xing's madness, is it a paper tiger!

The giant spirit battle body, integrated with the true blood of Panzu, is already a Panzu battle body!

Panzu opened the sky, it was an existence earlier than the human emperor, and when he entered the sky, what a divine posture, and how powerful his battle body was, how could a few mad immortals dare to disobey!

Moreover, with the blessing of Ye Wushuang's combat power other than Taishang Huazhen, how could he resist it!

"Kill!"

One was destroyed, and the other hand fell quickly, and another was destroyed in an instant!

"How is that possible?"

Looking at this scene, Yan Xing's face was red, and he roared angrily, his eyes were a little hideous, he was a peerless genius, and today was the day he bloomed!

Fight and make a name for yourself!

However, now it has backfired!

"No, I must defeat him as soon as possible!"

Yan Xing's crazy eyes showed madness, and the power of the Dao Sea all exploded, injecting into the bodies of the remaining ten mad immortal kings, and the infinite power was stimulated!

The ten True Spirit Mad Immortal Kings also continued to rise up, rushing towards Panzu's battle body to kill!

"Zhenshen Monument!"

Ye Wushuang knocked with one hand, and the nine heavenly divine rays burst out, piercing the sky, and the heavens were turbulent!

"What's that?"

The eyes of the crowd were shocked, and when they looked up, the pierced sky burst out with nine divine lights, turning into the Nine Heavens Monument, as if heaven and earth could suppress it!

Withdraw!

Seeing this, Yan Xing's face was shocked, and he shouted, ready to recall the ten mad immortal kings, but the hanging Zhentian Divine Monument was like the speed of light, and instantly passed through the heads of the nine mad immortal kings!

Bang bang bang!

Under the shocked gaze of the crowd, the nine immortal powers were cleansed, and the crazy immortal king who was domineering was burst in an instant, and he was vulnerable!

"Extinguish!"

Ye Wushuang also shouted abruptly, the golden giant that was hundreds of zhang long, was a small step, it spanned thousands of meters, and slapped on the head of the last mad immortal king!

Endless golden holy texts shone brightly on its skull, and immediately, that skull also burst instantly, and the remnants of the body fell, turning into the power of the Dao Law to ravage the void!

"It's furious!"

When the crowd saw this, their eyes glared out, how terrible would that slap be if it fell on someone?

"The Twelve Tricks of the Crazy Immortals have also been defeated!"

In the Kunlun Holy Courtyard, all the excitement and excitement disappeared in an instant, and instead it was a strong incredulity, a powerful genius, and it was also vulnerable!

"Impossible!"

Yan Xingmad couldn't believe it, today was destined to be the day he bloomed, how could this be!

"Boom!"

The golden giant didn't care whether he believed it or not, he crushed the air and stepped on Yan Xing wildly, the footprints were too big, boundless, and the void in the ten directions was suppressed, so he had no chance to escape!

"Roar!"

Suddenly, Yan Xing punched the sky, and the fist of the tyrant kept blasting towards that giant foot.

Thundered!

That golden giant foot trembled, but it was unstoppable, falling rapidly, and it became smaller and smaller, the speed was extremely fast, and gradually enlarged in Yan Xingfang's pupils!

Yan Xingfang's face changed greatly, and he opened his mouth and spit out: "I ......"

Bang!

Before Yan Xingfang could admit defeat, his body was crooked, and his face was suddenly trampled on the ground by the foot that had shrunk to the extreme.

Bang!

The head smashed to the ground, the battle platform was sunken downward, and countless cracks split and stretch out!

Suddenly, the eyes of the crowd also stared away, and the pupils contracted sharply!

"Peerless genius!"

With one foot on Yan Xingfang's face, Ye Wushuang glanced down at him!

"Woooooo

Yan Xingmad was trampled on, making a whining sound, extremely resentful and ashamed!

The crowd below was shocked on the spot, they couldn't believe their eyes, a person who originally thought he would be defeated, but now he won this battle with a magical means and slapped them hard!

Even in the Zhuxian Sacred Academy, all the students were red-faced, and even they didn't trust the people of their Holy Academy, and now the ending was reversed, so they couldn't speak!

"How is it possible, Yan Xingmad is the peerless genius of our Holy Academy, how can he be defeated?"

In the Kunlun Holy Courtyard, the eyes of countless people were also hideous!

"Genius!"

Hearing the voice below, Ye Wushuang looked up at the sky and asked abruptly, "What is genius?"

Suddenly, everyone in the audience was at a loss, not understanding what Ye Wushuang said!

What is genius?

Even they don't know!

And at this time, I heard Ye Wushuang spit out lightly: "Genius, it's just my Ye Wushuang's stepping stone!"

(End of chapter)