"This is the secret legend of the Demon Camel Mountain, the Demon Killing Wave Fist. ”

"Yang Tianmou came out, it is very strong, I am afraid that the realm is already a great achievement. ”

Several guests said solemnly.

Although their cultivation was much higher than Yang Tianmou's, they could all see that it was not easy to use such a powerful Demon Killing Wave Fist in Yang Tianmou's realm.

This is the average combined monk who can't take this punch.

"Open it for me!"

Chu Yun's body method was extinguished in a flash, and at the same time, everyone vaguely saw a horizontal and vertical cross sword light passing by in the void.

There was a crackling thunderbolt and a loud snort.

This cross sword light actually decomposed most of the high-pressure light balls in an instant.

Click, Peng, Yang Tianmou took a step back, and his robe shattered into strips.

In the distance, a figure staggered out.

It was Chu Yun, I saw blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, and his face was pale.

Obviously, the aftermath of the Demon Killing Wave Fist had already hurt him through his body.

"Take another punch from me!"

Yang Tianmou didn't win Chu Yun in a few rounds, and he was a little anxious in his heart, the longer he dragged on, the more he couldn't hold on to the face of the Demon Camel Mountain, and the more he couldn't explain it to the ancestor.

In a hurry, if you don't leave your hand, you will be fully equipped with all your combat power.

"Demon Kill Wave Fist, Second Kill!"

With a bang, the shock wave in the void surged out, and two hundred high-pressure balls of light, which were larger and stronger than before, flashed with heavy thunderstorm sounds, and instantly pushed flat again.

"Streamer Yuntao Sword Technique, the first type of cloud is far away!"

"The second type, I don't know where to go!"

"The third type, look back at the bright moon!"

......

Chu Yun did not retreat but advanced, and between the lightning and flint, the Streamer Yuntao Sword Technique passed down by Zhao Junyu was used in a series of instants.

"It's ...... This sword technique is so subtle, it's unbelievable!"

"What kind of sword trick is this, is it the secret of the sect of the Northern Netherworld Dao Sect?"

Dazzling, a group of guests were intimidated by the Streamer Yuntao Sword Technique, they knew that this must be the secret inheritance of the Northern Netherworld Dao Sect, but such a powerful sword technique, why had they never heard of it?

Chu Yun instantly used the six-style Streamer Yuntao Sword Technique in a row, and by the time of the seventh form, he had already completely broken the second kill of the Demon Killing Fluctuation Fist.

But after all, the difference in strength is too great, and he is still shocked by the aftermath of the punch.

This time, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face was grim.

Yang Tianmou, on the other hand, took another step back, except for a few more sword marks on his robe, which seemed to be unscathed.

"The difference in strength is too great, and no matter how subtle the sword technique is in the face of absolute strength, it is useless. ”

The guests shook their heads secretly.

Chu Yun's sword technique and body technique can be called the top level of his realm cultivation, but after all, the other party's cultivation is a whole big realm higher than him.

"It's impossible for him to win, it's impossible for a distraction to defeat the late stage of the merger, you must know that the higher the cultivation level, the less likely it is to challenge the next level. ”

"What's more, it's still over a whole big realm. ”

"The subtlety of his sword skills alone is not enough to bridge this gap. ”

Several of the guests said regretfully.

"But having said that, there are people who can do it. One of the guests said with a smile.

"Throughout the ages, geniuses who can cross a great realm and defeat each other are inherently rare. ”

"How could it be that easy. ”

More people shook their heads.

"Isn't there one in front of us?" As soon as the middle-aged powerhouse's voice fell, everyone immediately remembered a person, and they all turned their eyes to Zhao Junyu, who was on the top.

"This perverted guy has one in tens of thousands of years, which is an outlier and cannot be measured by common sense. The guests muttered.

While they were talking.

Over there, Yang Tianmou's third kill of the Demon Killing Wave Fist has been sent.

Hundreds of thunderbolt high-voltage light balls that were bigger, heavier, and more depressed and faster than before, still crushed straight over like this.

Dealing with a distracted junior, Yang Tianmou didn't want to use the natal spirit treasure, so as not to be ridiculed even more.

He just wants to rely on the absolute superiority of the mana realm to crush the other party to death!

Chu Yun, who was standing like a sharp sword on the opposite side, although the blood was full of clothes, his eyes were full of unyielding fighting spirit.

In the past year, he has spent countless days and nights figuring out and practicing the complete secret traditions of the sect, the Streamer Yuntao Sword Technique, especially the last three styles that Zhao Junyu has made up, although he has mastered most of them, but he has only practiced the ninth style, and the tenth style of the sword devours the world, how can he not practice it.

Boom, between the lightning and flint, another continuous sword burst out.

In the eighth form, after the long wind and waves.

The endless and stormy sword qi disintegrated these hundreds of huge high-pressure light balls again.

Unsurprisingly, Chu Yun was once again knocked away by the aftermath.

Several mouthfuls of blood spurted wildly, almost kneeling, half of his body was oozing a lot of blood, and his robes were stained red.

And Yang Tianmou still took a step back, and the robe had become a rag strip, but it was still unscathed.

"Senior Brother Chu......"

Chu Yun was the youngest among all the elite disciples, and everyone was heartbroken when they saw his miserable appearance.

"Master ,......"

Le Wenhan was the third disciple of Heavenly Sword Peak, and he looked at the Heavenly Sword Peak Peak Master Qi Yuanzheng with a trace of pain on his face.

The latter's teeth had long been almost crushed, and his eyes were full of regret, but more of pride.

Chu Yun was his favorite disciple, he didn't expect to persist for so long under his hands in the late stage of the merger, but although he was only simulating reality in the Trial Hall, seeing Chu Yun's appearance now, he was also heartbroken.

But when he turned around and saw that Zhao Shizu still looked calm, he calmed down a little.

A moment later, Yang Tianmou's fourth kill of the Demon Killing Wave Fist also came out.

Hundreds of huge high-voltage balls of lightning with terrifying explosive power crushed over again.

At this time, Chu Yun once again used the Streamer Yuntao Sword Technique to reach the ninth form, and the Heart Sword was boundless to break the opponent's fourth kill.

Peng, his whole person was knocked away from afar, and the long sword was almost out of his hand.

Finally, he couldn't support himself on one knee, and a big mouthful of blood gushed out, and his whole body seemed to have been scraped by the strength of his fist and no one was intact, he had become a bloody man, and he couldn't swing the sword at all.

Although he is not dead, it seems that he can be poked down with just one finger.

And Yang Tianmou was still like that, taking a step back again, the robe on his body was already in tatters.

"It's over......," the guests sighed.

Although the disciples of the Northern Netherworld Dao Sect felt a little regretful, they still felt very proud, after all, they had supported it for so long.

The Jade Ding Sect, several sect masters of the Ghost Fire Valley also breathed a sigh of relief, and turned their heads to talk to Bu Jingtian.

saw the latter frowning.

"Fellow trailman, what's wrong with you. ”

"Something is wrong......" The words of the shocking uncertainty just fell.

In the trial hall, Yang Tianmou, who originally seemed to be unscathed with a cruel smile on his face, suddenly changed his face drastically, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

What's wrong?

Yang Tianmou spat out a mouthful of blood, and then knelt on one knee, but there was still no wound on his body.

"Sword intent, he was injured by sword intent!"

Mu Huaigu shouted.

"It's the fearless sword intent, oh my God!" Mu Huaigu opened his mouth and looked at Chu Yun, who was already a bloody man in the light curtain.

What kind of sword genius is this, he has actually comprehended two kinds of anti-heaven sword intent in the distraction period!

At this moment, he had the idea of snatching this sword genius into the Wuji Sword Sect, but then dispelled it, with Zhao Junyu here, who would dare.

And Zhao Junyu's eyes already radiated brilliance.

"Enjoyable, haha. Chu Yun, the bloody man, stood up again, his body still as straight as a sword.

Even though he couldn't see his face clearly, he could still feel that his whole person exuded an indomitable sword momentum.

Why is this man getting stronger and stronger?

The guests were shocked.

Yang Tianmou's body meridians and even his soul were in severe pain like a sharp sword cutting at this moment, but he couldn't lose!

"Go die!" Yang Tianmou suddenly jumped high.

"Demon Kill Wave Fist, Fifth Kill!"

There are only five kills in the Demon Killing Fluctuation Fist, this is the strongest move, at this moment, Yang Tianmou used all his mana, and the power was terrifying, I am afraid that the opposite side will have to temporarily avoid its edge even if it is two or three combined in the later stage.

This fifth kill was used, there was only a black high-pressure ball of light, but it was as big as a mountain, like a huge black sun, as Yang Tianmou jumped up and dived at high speed, the high-pressure ball of light in front of his fist quickly shrank, and finally condensed into a flashing black vortex lightning ping-pong ball-sized appearance, buckled on Yang Tianmou's fist.

The entire hall of trials was dark.

With this punch, Chu Yun couldn't take it anymore, and everyone shook their heads.

"The way of the sword is as long as the night, and my sword will shine as soon as it comes out!"

Chu Yun, the bloody man in the light curtain, suddenly chanted loudly, that unknown verse.

A desolate sword intent spread throughout the audience.

This is...... Everyone was shocked.

A sword out, reappear the light!

After a crackling sound, the Hall of Trials returned to light.

Yang Tianmou was still standing on the ground with such an intact appearance, with a blank face.

Then it turned to deep fear.

Bang bang, his body instantly disintegrated into countless pieces, and the whole person was teleported out of the trial hall, and he fell to his knees on the school field with a thud.

Subsequently, Chu Yun was also teleported out, and the image of him covered in blood when he returned to reality had disappeared, and was replaced by a look of ecstasy.

"Became ......"

"Haha, the tenth style, the sword devours the world, I finally practiced it!"

Chu Yun laughed loudly like a child.

And after the audience was silent, all the disciples of the Northern Underworld Dao Sect roared into a tsunami.

The guests looked at the elated disciples of the Northern Underworld Dao Sect, and they were also awe-inspiring in their hearts.

In this fifth game, the Northern Netherworld Dao Sect fought against the opponent in the late stage of distraction, and actually won!

Their strength and potential are simply terrifying.

Among them, the only person from the Northern Underworld Dao Sect who did not applaud was Zhao Junyu.

I saw him slowly stand up and first glanced at Chu Yun, who was still cheering.

Look up again into the distance.

"Senior Brother Yunfeng, your sword path finally has a successor......

Zhao Junyu muttered to himself.

At this moment, his back is unprecedentedly depreciated.

(End of chapter)