An Huming was surprised in his heart, the stinky boy's combat power was so strong, and his level of finding flaws was almost the same as that of a gladiator who had experienced a hundred battles.

Only then did he remember that Boss Zheng had also been a gladiator before, and he must have learned the skills at that time.

Then he noticed that Boss Zheng did not have the energy light on his body, and he could resist the attack of his Qi Condensation Realm without using his strength?

An Huming was furious, his body was slightly short, and his side legs swept towards the other party.

At the same time, when the opponent raised his leg to dodge, his upper body leaned forward against common sense, and his right hand smashed out of his fist.

The light mist on the fist suddenly became bright when it was a foot away from Boss Zheng, and the light flame of the Qihua Realm instantly burst out.

Boss Zheng originally wanted to use his left hand to receive the move, but when he saw the flame of light rising, he hurriedly dropped the wooden sword and blocked his right hand.

Bang, with a circle of visible air ripples exploding.

An Hu's fist of fame Huajing's strength smashed firmly on the opponent's palms, knocking Boss Zheng back half a foot away.

He stood up straight and looked at it, his heart suddenly cooled half, and the light in Boss Zheng's hand still showed no energy.

Oh my God, could it be that this kid can resist the attack of the Qi Hua Realm with just his physical strength.

Moreover, he is also a cultivator of the Divine Realm, and the attack of the power of the Qihua Realm is definitely more condensed than that of ordinary cultivators, why can't he even force this kid to have the strength.

He didn't believe in evil, and when Boss Zheng retreated and his body was unstable, he rushed forward and punched again.

Bang, the same result as the first time, Boss Zheng was only smashed back half a zhang, and there was still no energetic light on his hands.

An Huming carefully recalled the feeling of smashing his fist, just now it was not like it hit the palm of his hand, but more like it hit the hard stone surface.

In this way, Boss Zheng is already using qi, but it is condensed under the skin and is not visible.

Seeing An Huming's city lord smashing out two punches in a row, he couldn't force Boss Zheng to release his strength.

The spectators in the stands began to talk, and the buzzing sound flew like flies by, quickly spreading throughout the gladiatorial arena.

Seeing this, the exemplars hurriedly spread their remarks everywhere, telling everyone that the city lord was giving Boss Zheng a chance and persuading Boss Zheng to repent.

Therefore, each attack is quite powerful, but only a small amount of force is actually used.

However, many viewers didn't buy this statement, thinking that the executors were lying, and it was obvious that An Suming couldn't beat Boss Zheng.

But because the executor was close at hand, these spectators did not say anything.

In order to listen to the shouts and cheers of the audience, An Huming asked the gladiatorial competition to close the soundproof formation, so the buzzing discussion in the stands also reached his ears.

"This bastard, if you don't give some color, you're really crazy to the sky!"

An Huming stretched out his hand and made a false move backwards, bringing out a whirlwind with his strength, rolling out the long knife of the magic weapon that was stuck in the sand, and throwing it far away.

He raised his right hand to catch it, and with a twist of his wrist danced a knife flower, and then leaned up to send a slash.

When Lin Minghao saw that the other party got the magic weapon long knife, he was not in a hurry at all, but stepped forward.

Lying on the sand was the wooden sword he had just dropped, and when he passed by, Lin Minghao kicked lightly on his toes and kicked the wooden sword as if it were his own hand.

Then raise the sword and press it to the side of the long sword, and with a slight force, the edge of the blade will shift in direction.

This made An Huming even more surprised, he knew that Boss Zheng only used a little bit of strength just now to let his weapon deviate from the direction, which was completely a trick of four or two thousand catties.

The wooden sword not only avoided the blade, but also pressed the position of the knife tip farthest from the hand, and the timing of the press was the moment when the power of his move had not yet been sent, and the movement had just presented a trajectory.

This kind of swordsmanship cannot be reached by ordinary cultivators in a lifetime, and they are beyond their reach.

In the entire Cloud Sleeve Continent, only the Wen Sword Sect, one of the top ten sects and one of the three thousand-year-old sects, could teach such a master.

An Huming's back couldn't help but ooze a little cold sweat, Boss Zheng was far stronger than he imagined.

If you continue to grind like this, you will lose face as the city lord, and you may even be injured by the other party, and you will regret losing the most.

Since skills can't deal with Boss Zheng, then use strength.

The so-called one force will drop ten times, in the face of absolute power, no matter how good the swordsmanship is, it is in vain.

An Huming kicked the ground hard, and a large cloud of sand and dust shook from the place where he landed, and his body rushed backwards and jumped ten feet away.

He took a unique posture, then held his free hand above his head, and then the majestic momentum rose rapidly.

The power of heaven and earth in the body was mobilized, and two bands of light appeared on the limbs, which were two heaven and earth divine veins.

It turned out that An Huming's realm was a two-order transformation realm.

His power of heaven and earth is blue-purple, which is a sign of the two natures of wind and thunder, among which there is more cyan, which proves that the power of heaven and earth in the nature of wind is stronger.

An Huming raised his long knife high, as if he wanted to focus everyone's eyes on him in the gladiatorial arena: "Today, An Huming, the city lord of the Great Wilderness Lonely City, is really expected to kill traitors here!"

As he spoke, a purple power of heaven and earth poured out along his arm and poured into the long sword of the magic weapon.

The whirlwind power of the magic weapon long knife itself was blessed by the power of heaven and earth, and it quickly spread outward, forming a huge vortex more than two people high.

The vortex rolled up the sand and dust on the ground, rotating and rubbing violently in the air, making a piercing noise, as if there were countless sharp knives hidden inside.

An Huming stopped talking nonsense, and slashed towards Boss Zheng with a whirlwind of sand and dust, and the whirlwind smashed into the sky and raised yellow sand all over the sky, and the wind covered half of the small sand field.

In this flying dust, a rare arc flickered.

It seems that An Huming also burst out the power of heaven and earth with the nature of thunder and lightning, wanting to paralyze Boss Zheng so that he has no way to escape.

Not only did he slash the whirlwind, but he also took advantage of the momentum to get closer and slash down with the long knife in his hand.

Even if Boss Zheng hid a talisman weapon, this attack could destroy even the magic weapon and the person.

Who knew that the long knife seemed to be knocked on a hard object, unable to press down a bit, and the violent shock force made An Huming's arm numb, and he felt that his bones were shocked.

As the dust faded away, An Huming found that the long knife was holding the long sword, the blade of which was extremely thin, and it was a soft sword.

But at this time, the soft sword seemed to be indestructible, without any signs of bending, and what made An Huming even more shocked was that the soft sword actually glowed with a blue-red light.

Cyan-red?

Before the duel, he sent someone to investigate Boss Zheng, and Boss Zheng's strength should be white.

Before he could figure it out, Boss Zheng in front of him suddenly rose with a majestic momentum, which was a sense of oppression brought by the power of heaven and earth.

God Realm, Boss Zheng is actually God Realm, no wonder he dares to challenge himself.

An Huming's body suddenly stiffened, a cultivator of the Divine Realm, with a blue-red aura and a bright light, he thought of a person, a person he was extremely familiar with.

"No, it can't be!"

An Huming panicked in his heart, and his steps involuntarily stepped back, "This is impossible, you should die, you should die in the ruins!"

(Thanks to the monthly pass(* ̄) ̄*)given by the Joba masters)

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