"It seems that Wang Yang's promotion to the championship is a sure thing. ”

The high platform of Xuantian Sect, which has always been calm and gale force, has an irrepressible smile on his face at this time.

This is the first time in decades that a disciple of Xuantian Sect has been able to advance to the championship match.

This is a great honor for Xuantian Sect.

He, the sect master, naturally felt that his face was related.

"The first of the second link, the Holy Yuanzi of the Demon Spirit Sect, challenge, the dragon marten of the Hundred Beast Palace!"

After the list was decided, the silver-haired old man began to announce the start of the game on the spot.

As soon as the silver-haired old man's voice fell, two sounds of rapid breaking through the air appeared.

It was to see two figures, quickly swept out of the void, and appeared on the martial arts platform.

It was the dragon marten, whose body was as strong as a beast, and the saint Yuanzi, who had just recovered from his injuries.

"Dragon marten, the shame of the day, I will return it to you today!"

After entering the field, Sheng Yuanzi directly released the spirit of the martial soul and the beasts, staring at the dragon marten with a rather cold look, and his face showed a hideous color.

Ever since he was defeated by the dragon marten, his undefeated slash was shattered, he had been waiting for the first day to wash away his shame, and this day had finally come.

"Double the dedication to me? It's up to you, Shengyuanzi, if you have self-knowledge, it's better to take the initiative to admit defeat, otherwise, you will be beaten like a lost dog by me again." ”

The dragon marten smiled, his hands also changed rapidly, and the white mist rose above his head.

His martial soul dragon marten was also released, and the domineering energy on his body became more and more vast, like mountains and seas, making people feel insignificant and could only look up.

"Don't be too arrogant, maybe who's as defeated as a lost dog!"

"Forbidden Technique: Demon Spirit Flame Soul Seal!"

Sheng Yuanzi snorted heavily, and while speaking, the ten fingers of both hands were quickly sealed, and in the blink of an eye, a three-eyed alien beast mark was condensed.

Immediately, his martial soul, the soul of a hundred spirits, immediately poured into his hand seal again.

After suffering a big loss in the hands of Nangong Huiji, he learned well this time, did not procrastinate anymore, and made the strongest move, as if he was going to fight with Long Mink with one move.

"The strength has indeed become a lot stronger, but unfortunately, it is still too weak!"

"Martial Soul Secret Technique: Turning into a Dragon!"

Long Mink's gaze paused slightly on the pitch-black mark that emitted terrifying fluctuations between Sheng Yuanzi's hands, but his expression did not change at all.

I saw that his handprints changed one after another, and the martial soul dragon mink behind him was also preparing to turn into a dragon again, and the dragon chant shook the sky, the momentum was mighty, and the wind and clouds were disillusioned.

"Soul Destroy!"

Shengyuanzi's pupils shrank.

After seeing the battle between Long Mink and Rahu before, he naturally knew that after Long Mink's martial soul turned into a dragon, his strength would increase significantly, and even Luo Hu's Mojiao martial soul could not be stopped at all.

Therefore, when the dragon mink martial soul had not completely turned into a dragon, he was the first to strike strong, and performed an extremely profound heaven-level body martial art, and the afterimages swept together, that is, he directly swept more than ten zhang away, controlling the pitch-black mark, and attacked towards the dragon mink.

"You dare to fight me head-on, so daring!"

Although the martial soul has not yet succeeded in transforming into a dragon, the dragon marten has not retreated at all.

On his bulging muscles and skin, delicate beast patterns emerged, familiar covering his entire body.

The violent momentum emitted by the beast pattern made him seem to have completely turned into a giant beast at this moment, with a monstrous momentum and earth-shattering.

"Dragon Emperor Divine Fist!"

The next moment, I saw the dragon marten shouting, and the huge right hand suddenly turned into a fist, and the rich half-step true yuan condensed above the right hand and turned into a golden ball.

Immediately, I saw his left foot slamming forward, and the ground immediately cracked, and his right hand then slammed into the Saint Yuanzi who had rushed in front of him with the momentum of shattering mountains and rivers.

"I don't believe that you, who don't have a dragon in the martial soul, can block my forbidden art!"

Sheng Yuanzi's face was full of sneers, as if he had seen the dragon marten defeated at his hands.

He slammed his feet on the ground, and a powerful push burst out, making him a few points faster, and with an indomitable resolute momentum, he pushed the pitch-black beast mark and blasted towards the dragon marten.

"Roar!"

Seeing that the pitch-black mark was about to collide with the golden giant fist of the dragon marten, the roar of the strange beast that had appeared before in the soul of the saint Yuanzi appeared again without warning.

An invisible shock wave, like lightning, spread throughout the entire imperial capital in an instant, causing countless people to bleed from their eyes, noses, mouths and ears, and hold their heads and howl miserably.

"Crush me!"

But the dragon marten, which was closest to Shengyuanzi, did not change in the slightest, since he had seen it once before, it was naturally impossible for him to be hit.

He shouted, the golden ball above his right fist became more and more ferocious, and the fist wind continued to agitate, with layers of fist strength superimposed, and the fist momentum moved the sky.

"Open your eyes!"

Seeing this, Sheng Yuanzi suddenly snorted.

On the pitch-black three-eyed beast mark, the closed third eye actually opened automatically, and a destructive black light shattered the void and shot directly at the dragon mink's golden right fist.

Thundered!

Immediately, the earth-shattering roar of a landslide and tsunami and meteorite landing resounded through the world.

The terrifying shockwave, which seemed to be able to destroy the world, suddenly erupted from the place where the two collided, and then swept away in all directions like a tornado.

The martial arts platform they were in directly collapsed at this moment, and the gravel and dust flew into the sky, like a sandstorm, covering the sky and the earth.

At this moment, there were four Yuan Dan referees of the Great Yan Imperial Family, appearing around the martial arts platform.

Combined with the silver-haired old man, a pentagonal array was formed, and the terrifying shock wave was controlled around the martial arts platform, and it did not spread to the surrounding area.

Poof!

Just as everyone stared intently at the ruined martial arts arena, guessing who would win.

A figure spitting blood suddenly flew upside down from the violent shockwave.

"Who is it?"

This sudden change made everyone's eyes look at the figure that flew out upside down.

"Shengyuanzi?"

Wang Yang's eyes stared, and he saw clearly that the person's appearance was Sheng Yuanzi, and Sheng Yuanzi was seriously injured, his hands were completely broken, his flesh and blood were broken, his white bones were looming, and his face was pale and fell to the ground.

"What happened? The martial soul of the dragon marten should not have turned into a dragon yet, right?"

Immediately afterwards, the deafening uproar and heated discussion rose into the sky in the surrounding auditoriums, and the momentum was so loud that it faintly covered the violent collision sound.

"This force...... Could he ......?"

Sheng Yuanzi, who was vomiting blood from his mouth, had cold eyes, but at this moment, with a rich and incomparably frightened look, he looked up blankly at the dragon marten that walked out of the tornado ruins.