Chapter 277: Ten Thousand Laws Are Inviolable

Today's Tang Wenxuan, when it comes to combat power, is definitely the best in the king realm.

Unless she encounters a perverted king like Xiao Tian, more than ninety percent of the kings will not be her opponents.

Although it has not yet been officially fought, the induction between the strong.

She was already able to tell that the three people in front of her were not of the same level as the other ordinary kings, whether it was the foundation or the exercises she practiced, or the control of her own strength......

According to the information she has, she was able to have such a strong person.

In the entire Qingyun Realm, except for the three royal cities with the top rankings, there were only the Shao Pavilions of the two holy places.

"From the Imperial Heavenly Pavilion?"

Tang Wenxuan's long hair fluttered, and she looked at the imperial dragon flying boat opposite and said lightly.

In the same way, Huangfu Yunyi can also feel the powerful aura on Tang Wenxuan and the two at this moment.

Huangfu Yunyi stood at the forefront of the flying boat, and in his divine soul sense, Tang Wenxuan gave him the feeling of being like a netherworld flower from the underworld of hell.

Although it looks beautiful and moving, it contains infinite dangers.

On the contrary, the Shengyuan beside Tang Wenxuan was much calmer.

As a standard member of the Stone Spirit Clan, Sheng Yuan was born with a calm aura, and he could only roughly sense the general cultivation of the Stone Spirit Clan.

"Wait, are you a member of the Hades Dynasty?"

Huangfu Yunyi spoke calmly.

As one of the seven Young Pavilion Masters of the Holy Land Emperor Heavenly Pavilion, he himself was the pinnacle of the group of kings.

"Although your two are good, if you want to block my way, it's not enough!"

"If you don't try, how do you know?"

Tang Wenxuan's pretty face was calm, and she was just about to make a move, but was blocked by Sheng Yuan.

"I ...... Want to try it! ”

As the darlings of the universe, the Shi Ling clan is blessed.

However, even the most gifted race cannot reach the final peak without going through the wind, frost, rain and snow.

Sheng Yuan wanted to make a move, but Tang Wenxuan didn't stop him, and stretched out his hand to make a gesture of please.

"Wait, who's going to come first......"

Maybe it's because the spirit of the Shengyuan is transformed from a puppet, and it lacks the flexibility of ordinary races to go from weak to strong.

The words spoken give people a sense of emptiness.

"Arrogance!"

Behind Huangfu Yunyi, a man with a blood-colored sword on his back snorted coldly.

A blood-colored sword light, as his figure rushed out, directly turned into a hundred-meter-wide blood-colored waterfall and thought about Sheng Yuan and crushed away.

"The bloody knife of the knife has improved a lot."

Seeing the blood-colored waterfall that appeared at this moment, Huangfu Yunyi was quite satisfied and nodded slightly.

"It's a lot better, and the current combat power of the knife should be able to rank in the top 100 in the cabinet, and it should be able to rise a few places."

Another monk beside Huangfu Yunyi, holding a halberd, nodded.

The top 100 list of the Emperor Heaven Pavilion they said officially brought together the entire Emperor Heaven Pavilion, the list of the strongest 100 kings.

Among them, the seven most powerful are the seven young pavilion masters of Huangfu Yunyi.

While the two were talking, Sheng Yuan's palm was already clenched into a fist, and an impartial punch blasted past the dazzling blood-colored waterfall.

"How so? How is this possible......"

The monk with the bloody knife in his hand was terrified.

In this bloody knife duel, the sword with the strongest attack ability slashed mountains and rivers, and all the visions formed were immediately dissolved and dissipated by a special force after touching Shengyuan's fist.

The terrifying fist slammed into the center of the blood-colored long knife with incomparable accuracy.

At this moment, this monk, known as the Blood Knife, was desperate to find that all his supernatural powers would be invalid after encountering the Holy Yuan.

Fortunately, the situation is mutual.

The knife's supernatural powers are ineffective against the Saint Yuan, and the Saint Yuan cannot cultivate and use any Divine Powers.

In this way, under the strange eyes of Tang Wenxuan, Huangfu Yunyi and others, Xiaodao and Shengyuan launched a battle and battle like a physical cultivation.

Slash like rain, swing your fist like iron!

The collision of the fist and the long knife was crisp and cold, spreading in the air.

Xiao Tian had high hopes for Sheng Yuan, and the Nine Xuanyu Yang Gong that laid the foundation for him, even in physical cultivation, belonged to the secret that was not passed down ten thousand years ago, and the Zhenzong was unlearned.

At the same time, because the soul of Shengyuan belongs to the puppet.

In the midst of fighting and fighting, although there is less madness and paranoia of ordinary monks.

But there are more standards that ordinary monks can't have.

Every punch he throws, whether it's the angle, speed, power, or combo, is definitely a textbook existence.

He also has a strong ability to learn and adapt.

After the two sides exchanged hundreds of moves, the entire battle mode had been completely reversed, and the monk battleship named Knife was completely crushed by him.

A pair of fists like iron hammers smashed his bloody knives.

"Whoosh ......"

The blood-colored fragments of the long knife, like darts, rushed towards the earth below.

Suddenly, above the ground, mountains, cliffs, and valleys all appeared in a series of vertical and horizontal ravines.

Losing the long knife, the combat power of the knife plummeted, and it suddenly became bloody under Sheng Yuan's iron fist, and half of his head was blown out.

The arm exploded, the leg bone exploded, and there was no power to fight back.

"Enough!"

The monk holding the halberd beside Huangfu Yunyi couldn't stand it anymore.

"Hoo ......"

The wind howled, and the dragon's energy rolled up on the halberd.

In an instant, the mad dragon roared, and the dazzling light was all in a posture that penetrated the heavens and the earth, thinking about the Shengyuan to kill.

Tang Wenxuan didn't make a move, because it was unnecessary.

Sure enough, in the face of the sudden attack of the halberd.

Sheng Yuan was still fierce, his right fist was shining like jade, and he turned around and smashed it against the cold halberd blade.

The dragon-like energy dissipated on its own.

"Bang!"

The crash-impact sound of the eardrum exploding sounded, and looking at Shengyuan's intact fist, Huangfu Yunyi's pupils contracted suddenly.

Without exception, the strength displayed by Sheng Yuan at this moment was far beyond his expectations.

In order to confirm his conjecture, Huangfu Yunyi did not hesitate at all.

With a dragon groan, both hands pinched, and the Wanshan Town Divine Seal in the Huang-Dragon Town Heavenly Decision was unleashed, and the infinite spiritual energy gathered into countless peaks and blasted towards the Shengyuan.

In the face of these countless mountain peaks, Shengyuan still punched out.

Where the iron fist passed, all the peaks turned into foam and dissipated, and the fist collided with the handprint of Huangfu Yunyi.

As one of the seven young pavilion masters of the Emperor Heavenly Pavilion, the strength of Huangfu Yunyi is naturally comparable to that of his subordinates.

Far more powerful than the Saint Yuan, as his seal burst out, the Saint Yuan was immediately blasted out for hundreds of kilometers, like a meteorite smashed into a stone wall.

Fortunately, the stone spirit clan is extremely strong.

Bombarded by such a huge force, Sheng Yuan was still not injured, but the aura in his body was completely depleted.

"Three to one, you can be regarded as a success."

"In this way, if you can catch the sword of the envoy, you can enter the city, otherwise...... Die! ”

Tang Wenxuan opened her mouth, and a magnificent and unusual thorn flower slowly bloomed behind her, and a dangerous aura suddenly surged in Huangfu Yunyi's heart.