The huge phantom raised his hand, completely enveloping half of the sky below it, and countless surging blood-red aura fused together at that moment, and the powerful power made the countless warriors present palpitate to the extreme, and the ups and downs of the collapse exploded at that moment, and the mighty aura gave people the feeling of turning into a blood-colored giant sword at that moment.

Hao Jian was standing under the blood-colored phantom of the sky, and if you look carefully at the countless aura shrouded in the sky, their respective sources are actually from Hao Jian's body, and the terrifying aura oppressed the warriors present who were out of breath, and in just a moment, they turned into shattered glass in an instant, and the huge defensive shield was shattered!

This is simply not able to be described as terrifying, the battle just now can be said to make all the martial artists present feel the most palpitations, after all, the battle of the day one almost defeated this layer of spiritual array defense, although it was tightly closed in the end, but it can be said that the hand left a deep impression on countless warriors!

But what about the situation now? Countless warriors almost can't believe what their eyes are seeing is really happening now, the messy dust of this path is the aura dust formed by the shattering of the defensive shields all over the top, many warriors seem to be waiting for something now, as if they are waiting for the layer of defensive shields shrouded in the sky to reassemble again, some warriors are looking at the one side that stands above the sky, and on the other side is the layer of defensive shields like cracking the earth.

The collapsing Vientiane was directly surging towards Hao Jian's side in an instant, and the collapsing ring fell under the ground in an instant, and the phantom of Vientiane gave people a very real feeling, and the feeling of exploding together in an instant couldn't help but give people a feeling of overwhelming mountains, and this overwhelming feeling gave people a more unique feeling and imagination.

"Admit defeat! No Martial Emperor powerhouse can withstand my move!" Wang Wanxiang shouted, he pulled his hand down fiercely, and countless spiritual qi turned into hurricane-like existences, and swept over in a steady stream, and the vast power was mixed with the sound of Vientiane's contention, which could be said to give people a very disturbing feeling.

"Really?" Hao Jian smiled slightly, Hao Jian, who was standing in the blood-colored phantom of the sky, naturally didn't feel the threat of Vientiane to himself at all, it was too inconspicuous, so it was invisibly put aside by Hao Jian directly, for Hao Jian himself, if there was such a martial artist, at most it would be at the level of Tianjiao, what was Tianjiao in the five domains?

No, no, no, even Hao Jian can be said to be a genius among the five major domains, which should be regarded as a shit level, fundamentally there is no vast combat power, and even from another aspect, it is weak, so weak that it is even spicy eyes, how can such an existence shine in the entire Qingzhou Continent?

Oh, ridiculous!

There are still many warriors in this world who feel that their strength comes from their own talent, and this talent is not directly proportional to how hard they work, after all, such an existence is also an arrogant warrior, they can look at everything, and they can also treat everything as nothing.

"Blood!Slaughter!"

Hao Jian slowly spoke word after word, as if the clouds were light and light and would not care about anything, nothing existed in his eyes, all the dangers in Hao Jian's eyes were actually just the waves picked up at the moment when a small stone sank into the sea, and what he could have was just a matter of moments.

"What does it feel like!"

"Hey! How can you feel that the whole heaven and earth are beginning to shake violently? Could it be that this is Su Wanling's true strength? This is not at all the combat power that the Martial Emperor's cultivation can unleash! What kind of cultivation is he? How can he be so terrifying! How could such a terrifying martial artist still come to participate in this big competition held in the White Tiger Emperor Capital? Could it be that the achievement is just a matter of interest?"

"Bah, you don't want to look at this Su Wanling's light and breezy appearance, do you still think this is his real strength?

Oh, yes!

As soon as these words came out, countless martial artists were sideways for a moment, the horror of this kind of power is really not the kind of thing that is complete when you say it, such a powerful force, but on Su Wanling's face, it is not at all obvious that he used the power of his whole body, obediently, what is this Su Wanling's own strength, how can it be so terrifying!

Trembling, yes, not only the ring trembled, including the warriors present and the entire White Tiger Square began to shake violently involuntarily, and the powerful power was conveyed, and many warriors close to the front of the ring hurriedly turned their own aura march to defend against the strong aura that swept in the ring, this kind of power is not something they can bear with their own bodies!

I have to say that the continuous light waves generated by the fierce battle between these two and the continuous release of powerful power around them all gave people a terrifying feeling at that moment, and the senses were shocked and shocked!

Thundered!

In the other ring, several martial artists who participated in the qualifying competition also looked sideways at Hao Jian's side, and some didn't even dare to imagine that such an attack was actually unleashed by a martial artist cultivated by the Martial Emperor? This is simply not a normal thing, this is too terrifying!!

During the day, he stared at Hao Jian with stunned eyes, unable to speak for a long time, and didn't know what he was imagining in his heart, looking at the huge phantom that reached the sky, raised the sword that opened the sky, and faced the galloping but like a floating status ant like the virtual shadow of Vientiane, one by one, the barriers were together, and the powerful power broke out in an instant, and the stalemate between the two seemed to end at that moment.

Wang Wanxiang rushed forward, stretched out his hand, and waved this Vientiane Phantom Shadow to attack Hao Jian's side continuously......