"What temperature is this?"

Lu Wenhou's eyes widened, he had never felt such a terrifying heat, it was as if he was close to the sun, he was so close, it was like a moth to a fire.

The terrifying scorching flames instantly enveloped his whole body, as if to evaporate all the moisture on his body, and the soil on the ground was instantly evaporated, turning into a dry place, without a trace of moisture.

If he continues like this, he will surely be roasted to death by fire and turned into a dried corpse.

Even his ghost god body seemed to be unable to resist this scorching energy, as if this heat could instantly scorch his ghost and god power and melt his energy.

"Hide!"

Out of the instinct of a martial artist, Lu Wenhou immediately wanted to give up the Fang Tian Halberd in his hand and retreated backwards, and he had to keep a certain evil distance from this dangerous figure.

But it was too late, Xia Ping was at this moment, in vain, the void was a punch, a shake, a shock!

This punch is a fist of flames condensed by flames, like a blow from the god of fire, as fast as thunder.

"Not good!"

Lu Wenhou's face changed drastically, he felt a fatal crisis, and with a bang, he felt that his abdomen was pierced by a flame fist, even the defense of the ghost god body could not resist it.

Even in his abdomen, a large amount of flames appeared, and in an instant, his body seemed to be melted into molten pulp, and every inch of flame power covered every cell in his body.

And he felt this flame energy, and even began to burn his soul.

Rumble!

Lu Wenhou showed a look of pain, his body couldn't resist it at all, he flew upside down in mid-air, his abdomen pierced, and he flew directly, flying dozens of kilometers.

Even the flames enveloped his whole body, and as he flew, they were devouring his body little by little, from several meters high, to two meters high, to one meter high, and then to the size of a watermelon, constantly burning.

After he flew for dozens of miles, the entire ghost body was finally burned to ashes by the flames, and when the wind blew, he disappeared into the virtual battlefield.

"I—I lost?!"

In the next second, Lu Wenhou's soul returned to his body, sweating profusely, his eyes showed a hint of shock, as if he didn't expect to lose the game so quickly.

With just one blow, the opponent pierced his abdomen, and the flames that seemed to emerge from the depths of hell instantly burned his body clean.

Even if he wanted to resist, there was no way, it was completely a blow that was killed in seconds, which was extraordinary.

"I can't even resist my ghost and god body, what kind of flame power is this?" Lu Wenhou was very shocked, he originally thought that he could sweep away all enemies with his ghost and god body, and he was invincible.

Unexpectedly, when he came to the Qiankun Sect, he encountered such a terrifying monster, just by cultivating in the Purple Mansion, he could leapfrog the challenge, and he was powerless to fight back.

"I'm not going to throw in the towel, and next time, I'll beat you. ”

Although he lost the game, Lu Wenhou clenched his fists, did not lose heart, his eyes were full of fighting spirit, this is the son of the Lu family, the more he fights, the stronger he becomes, and he will never admit defeat.

............

"At the end of the game, Xia Ping won. ”

At this moment, in the virtual world, a mechanical voice came out in mid-air, and the system ruled that Lu Wenhou and the others were all eliminated, and Xia Ping won the game.

With a whoosh, Xia Ping also left the virtual world, and his soul returned to his body.

"Oh my God, what the hell just happened?!"

"With just one blow, he actually defeated Lu Wenhou and pierced his ghost and god body, which was too violent. ”

"What kind of physique is this, why is it so terrifying? I can't even resist the ghost body. ”

"I don't know, but I'm sure the power is absolutely terrifying, even through the screen, I can feel the power of this flame to destroy everything, it's literally made for destruction. ”

"That's right, the ghost and god bodies were burned into ashes by the flames little by little, fortunately this is in the virtual world, if it was in the real world, I'm afraid Lu Wenhou would have been killed by a punch. ”

Many Qiankun Sect disciples were stunned, they originally thought that the two sides would continue to fight for three hundred rounds, until both sides had no strength, and then they would decide the winner.

But where did they think that with just one blow, Xia Ping would destroy Lu Wenhou, which greatly surprised them.

"Wait, if Lu Wenhou loses the game, wouldn't it be Xia Ping who won? One defeated ten?!" Someone heard the voice of the virtual system and immediately remembered this question.

"That's right, the battle just now was so fierce that I almost forgot that Xia Ping was a fight of ten just now. ”

"Oh my god, this can be won, it's a monster at all. ”

"It can only be said that he is worthy of being a saint disciple, worthy of the name, we can't compare at all. ”

"No wonder even the Northern Hell Saint has to make an exception and personally recruit him as a closed disciple, there is no doubt that this is the seed of the saint. ”

"After this battle, who dares to question Xia Ping, there is no doubt that he is the first strong man in the new life. ”

"Is it just a freshman? It is estimated that it will not be long before the status of the senior brothers and sisters will be threatened. ”

Many disciples of the Qiankun faction are completely convinced, martial arts and literature are different, there is no first in literature, but there is no second in martial arts.

Because whether martial arts are strong or not, you can know it once you fight, if you are weak and want to steal chickens and play tricks in fierce and dangerous battles, it is impossible.

There is no better way to convince each other of the difference in strength than fighting.

Before, some people said that Xia Ping was arrogant to beat ten at a time, but now no one dares to say this, and the iron-clad facts have proved this, no one is invincible, this is not a lie.

Many of the senior brothers and sisters of the Qiankun Sect were flickering in their eyes, and they also felt the danger of the latecomers, although Xia Ping was only in the Purple Mansion Realm now, but it was only a matter of time before he was promoted to the Artistic Conception and Divine Power Realm.

"It's a shame to lose one out of ten. ”

"We didn't lose unjustly, even Lu Wenhou, who had mastered the body of the ghost god, was beaten to death with one punch, and we were not wronged if we lost. ”

"That's true, but if we continue like this, we're still going to lose, are you willing?"

"Of course we are not reconciled, what about the saint disciples, we are not wastes who can only watch that guy's back move forward. ”

"Next time, next time you fight, you won't lose so badly. ”

Kull and the others clenched their fists and gritted their teeth, as geniuses of many planets and major families, they had been invincible since they were children, and they had never thought that they would encounter such a big setback when they came to the Qiankun Sect.

It is impossible to bring them to their knees with just one defeat in battle.

They all got up one by one, planning to cultivate, and they must catch up with the monster Xia Ping and never give in.

"This year's disciples are really good. ”

Unlike many disciples of the Qiankun Sect, the elders are very happy, the stronger the disciples, the more prosperous the Qiankun Sect will be, and this will also occupy an increasingly important position in the universe.