"Lu Jinghong is on the field, I didn't expect him to play so quickly, this time Sikong Haoran will definitely lose!"

"You say, how many moves can this Sikong Haoran hold up in Lu Jinghong's hands?"

"I bet 50 million, Sikong Haoran can't hold up 20 moves?"

"I'll bet 100 million, at most ten moves!"

"Wouldn't you ・・・・・・ too exaggerated, even if Lu Jinghong's strength is very strong, this Sikong Haoran is not bad, kill Han Yiheng with his hands, defeat the king, the strength he shows is definitely at the peak of the Heavenly Rank Great Perfection! Even if it's not as good as Lu Jinghong, it won't be so bad. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info So maybe you can't even hold up ten moves? A young martial arts monk in the crowd asked suspiciously.

"Young man, it seems that you don't know anything about Lu Jinghong's strength. Lu Jinghong was born in the Kunlun faction, he is the true disciple of the Cangyun Master, and he is a natural channel, and he is the most powerful peerless genius in the entire Chinese martial arts world, a rare encounter in a hundred years, a few years ago, he explored a forbidden place in the Amazon, and with his own strength, he killed the three dukes of the Western Blood Clan, you know, the Western Blood Clan has a long heritage and is powerful, and the three dukes, each of them is equivalent to the strength of the Heavenly Rank Great Perfection, and they are gifted, have special bloodlines, and are extremely difficult to kill. Even if he is a strong man at the peak of the Heavenly Rank Great Perfection, when he encounters a Western Blood Clan Duke, he will generally only be defeated, but Lu Jinghong can kill the three Blood Clan Dukes with his own strength, this kind of strength, I am afraid that it is not inferior to a half-step God Rank powerhouse back then. Now that a few years have passed, guess how strong he will be with his talent? ”

"I see, Lu Jinghong can even kill the Duke of the Dark Blood Clan, which is usually only done by god-level powerhouses, right? Now that a few years have passed, has he broken through to the god level? The young man exclaimed incredulously.

"It's not enough to break through the god level, but Lu Jinghong is a martial arts wizard who is rare in a hundred years, and he is also a legend in this generation of Chinese martial arts circles, his strength, even if he doesn't break through the god level, I'm afraid he is infinitely close to the powerhouse in the early stage of the god level, with his current realm cultivation, I'm afraid it won't take five years, and he will be able to break through the early stage of the god level!"

"Oh my God, a god-level powerhouse who is less than forty years old, if he can really break through the god-level, then he is really a monster!"

"That's not all, since Lu Jinghong is the true disciple of the Cangyun Master, there may not be any special means, with the strength of the Cangyun Master, Lu Jinghong will inevitably have a strange treasure in his hands, this is the most terrifying!"

"I see, it seems that this Sikong Haoran is about to end in the hands of Lu Jinghong. This kid is a demonic outsider, and if he hadn't had the backing of him, I guarantee he wouldn't survive tonight. ”

"What if there is Sikong Absolute support, this kid doesn't know how to advance or retreat, he has offended the two super sects of the Yuqing faction and the Xiaoyao faction, and when this competition is over, it will be his death when the two super sects join forces, and the vitality of the fight is greatly damaged, which is enough to destroy the Rakshasa Sect."

Lu Jinghong raised his head and stood proudly, his eyes were not sad or happy, he was indifferent, as if he didn't put Qin Shou in his eyes.

But Qin Shou could see that he had adjusted himself to the peak state, although he despised Qin Shou on the surface, he attached great importance to it in his heart. There is not the slightest slackness.

Strategically despise the enemy, but tactically, attach importance to the enemy. Lu Jinghong is obviously this kind of person.

"Sikong Haoran, you are indeed very surprising to me, but you are not my opponent, admit defeat, lose to me, you are not ashamed!"

Lu Jinghong's tone was indifferent. In the plain words, there is such arrogance.

"Hehe, you are really confused and confident, after all, you are just a frog at the bottom of a well, and you will never understand the strength of my monks, in my eyes, you are not much stronger than an ant!"

As soon as these words came out, the melon-eating crowd present who did not know the truth almost burst into laughter.

"I dare to say that Lu Jinghong is not much stronger than an ant, this Sikong Haoran is really crazy. This kid really doesn't know how to write dead words! ”

"Forget it, this kid has god-like self-confidence, thinking that if he wins Han Yiheng and Jun Moli, he feels that he is invincible in the world, and he doesn't know anything about Lu Jinghong's power!"

"Haha, I want to see if I will be so confident when I am abused by Lu Jinghong for a while!"

"Lu Jinghong, we support you, we are about to abolish that kid's cultivation, see if he dares to be so arrogant!"

The onlookers overwhelmingly supported Lu Jinghong, and they were also optimistic about Lu Jinghong. However, Lu Jinghong didn't make a move, he just sighed softly.

"That's it, it's your blessing to be able to die under my thunder sword!"

"Whoosh!"

Outside the ring, in the hands of the elders of the Kunlun faction, a long sword suddenly came out of its sheath.

As soon as this sword came out, a dense arc of electricity dragged out of the air. Like a lightning bolt that pierced the night, it tore through the sky.

The long sword automatically flew into Lu Jinghong's hand, and he held the long sword high in his hand, the black long sword, the whole body was pitch black, and the tip of the sword actually burst out one after another finger-thick arcs.

"It's the Thunder Sword, it turned out to be the Sword Thunder Sword of the Cloud Master. Could it be that the Venerable Cangyun gave the Thunder Sword to Lu Jinghong? ”

"I'll go, this is the magic weapon left over from the legendary Ancient Immortal Gate!"

Qin Shou's eyes were small, it was really a magic weapon, it should be a flying sword left in the hands of the cultivator.

This sword should be cast with Chixiao Thunder Stone, or a medium-grade magic weapon flying sword at first sight, which can resist thunder, and with strong internal strength, it can cut out the power of thunder.

With Lu Jinghong's half-step god-level cultivation, coupled with this thunder sword, which is almost not inferior to the strength of the early stage of the god rank, no wonder he is so confident!

"Boom!"

A powerful momentum erupted from Lu Jinghong's body, dressed in a purple robe, and there was no wind automatically.

On the thunder sword, it exploded like thunder.

Lu Jinghong's sword, one word, fast.

The world's martial arts are fast and unbreakable. When your sword is extremely fast, even if you don't know any swordsmanship, you are invincible.

Lu Jinghong, a sword shock. Sure enough, it lives up to its name.

The two exchanged more than 100 moves in an instant, and for a while, the sand and rocks were flying, and the wind was swept wildly.

Qin Shou's body was filled with countless black gases, and the black qi collided with the sword, and the terrifying energy collided, forming terrifying explosions one after another.

A powerful shock wave filled a radius of 100 meters, and there was a mess in the ring.

The ring made of alloy steel plates was full of potholes, and one terrifying crack after another was generated.

Everyone was stunned!

All the martial arts geniuses were shocked and speechless.

"This strength, is it really something that the Heavenly Rank Great Perfection can do? I'm afraid it's not an exaggeration to say that they are god-level powerhouses, right? ”

What shocked everyone even more was that this Sikong Haoran had not shown the slightest failure so far. is completely on par with Lu Jinghong, and Lu Jinghong is holding the Thunder Sword in his hand.

However, Sikong Haoran, bare-handed, does not fall into the wind, if Lu Jinghong does not have the Thunder Sword, wouldn't it be ・・・・・・?

"Is this ・・・・・・ so possible?"

"How could Sikong Haoran be so powerful? Isn't this scientific? “