"Sonic Attack Technique!" In the face of such a strange sound, Zhen Yinjian did not move. It turned out that his own Dharma Consciousness was more stable than that of a monk of the same level, although it was strange at the beginning, but with the stabilization of his mind, such an attack technique was naturally useless to him!

"Interesting!" Seeing that Zhen Yinjian didn't show much unusual appearance in the face of his sonic attack, Wang Shijin cracked and laughed. After this temptation, he already knew that Zhen Yinjian was not a completely soft persimmon, but he had more fighting spirit in his heart.

If a martial arts monk wants to stand at the top, he must be tested by many evenly matched or even powerful enemies, so Wang Shijin is not too surprised by Zhen Yinjian's strength.

"Since you dare to despise me Wang Shijin, I'll let you see Lao Tzu's methods later, don't regret it!"

After that, a burst of blood-red light burst out from the golden needle mace, and Wang Shijin held this heavy magic weapon in his hand, facing Zhen Yinjian is stick.

"Break through a thousand armies!"

This heavy stick was mixed with Pei Ran's mana, and then mixed with the weight of a thousand catties of this stick, and when the stick went down, there was a howling sound like a ghost crying wolf in the air, which made the monks on the side all change color.

However, Zhen Yinjian was not flustered, his arms were surrounded by white light, and a pair of iron fists met him, crashing into the golden needle mace.

"What?"

"This guy is looking for death?"

"Brother Zhen!"

Outside the field, Wang Shijin's entourage all laughed, and many people laughed heartily, and there was some uncontrollable posture. No one expected Zhen Yinjian to be so ignorant of life and death, and took the initiative to bump into Wang Shijin's magic weapon, what is the difference between this and an egg hitting a stone?

And Bai Feifei, who was fighting on the sidelines, was panicked in her heart, she had never seen Zhen Yinjian fight like this, and she could see that fighting against magic weapons with her physical body was simply an extremely dangerous choice.

Why did Brother Zhen do this? Bai Feifei couldn't understand it in her heart, she only felt the wind coming from Wang Shijin's mace, which really made her tremble.

"Good boy, you are the most arrogant guy Lao Tzu has ever seen. Anyway, if you keep losing an arm today, you won't know how powerful it is!" Wang Shijin saw Zhen Yinjian's fists attacking, the serious violence was even heavier, and the mana even urged a little more, and it seemed that he didn't care about killing the opponent with a stick.

Boom...... Boom!

A dull sound came from the center of the square, and a loud tooth-sore noise made many monks have to cover their ears, and looking at the arena again, Zhen Yinjian's fists were actually filled with Wang Shijin's mace, showing an evenly matched posture!

"This!"

"I'm not mistaken!"

Seeing this scene, the monks who watched the battle had extremely dull faces, and no one thought that Zhen Yinjian, who was inconspicuous, would actually use a pair of meat fists to fight the stick attack of the blood-clawed red wolf king Shi Jin.

You must know that he is a blood-clawed red wolf, and the strength of his strength is the most outstanding among the monks of the same level, and even few monks of the same sect can match it in terms of strength.

"True Fetal Realm Peak Cultivation!" Zhen Yinjian spit out a few words from his mouth and looked at Wang Shijin quietly. It's as if the person on the other side is just a friend who is just feeding a normal trick, and there is no danger.

"Hmph!" Wang Shijin saw Zhen Yinjian parrying his golden needle mace with both fists, his face was stunned at first, and then his eyes became more crazy.

"Boy, eat me a few more sticks!

Zhen Yinjian threw punch after punch, or blocked or attacked, the power of each punch was just enough to block Wang Shijin's mace, but the speed of the punch was as fast as a punch, which made Wang Shijin become a little passive.

"Damn!" Wang Shijin's face was pale, as if he had been brought into the quagmire by Zhen Yinjian's boxing technique, and was limited by the influence of the attack distance of the golden needle mace in his hand, and was restrained by Zhen Yinjian's hand-to-hand grappling, and his power could only exert eighty percent of the original!

On the other hand, Zhen Yinjian is more and more confident, and the more he fights, the more calm he becomes, and what Wang Shijin didn't notice is that the slow-acting effect of Wang Shijin's moves is emerging in Zhen Yinjian's eyes little by little, and it is obvious that the "Eye of Insight" has been urged.

The reason why Zhen Yinjian dared to fight this blood-clawed red wolf who looked menacing was because he had already relied on it. With the improvement of the realm, the increase effect on the physical body of the "God Emperor Immortal Body" possessed by him became more and more obvious, and it was almost not weaker than that of a monk of the same level who was strong in the physical body. At the same time, because of the "Divine Turtle Xuanxi Method" in the "Heavenly Emperor Golden Huang Seal" practice, the strength of the physical body increased by three percent again. Recently, he has comprehended the Nine Grades True Meaning Qilin Blood's Ancient Qilin True Monarch Dharma, and his physical body has increased again.

Under the multiple bonuses, Zhen Yinjian's physical strength can already be compared to the top physical cultivation at the peak of the True Fetal Realm. This is the reason why Zhen Yinjian dared to fight Wang Shijin physically.

And the top physical cultivation of the True Fetal Realm, in fact, the combat ability has already reached the level of the physical body is a magic weapon, so there is no injury to resist Wang Shijin's golden needle mace bombardment.

This kind of increase in physical strength, Zhen Yinjian felt it when he was in the innate realm, but when he reached the true fetal realm, the strength of the physical body became more and more obvious.

"What...... What's the situation, the bloodclaw red wolf was actually suppressed by Zhen Yinjian!" A monk who was watching from the sidelines said with a shocked expression.

"Damn, Zhen Yinjian, this kid turned out to be pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, damn, he was almost fooled. ”

"Alas, sure enough, there must be some basis for the list of purple gold unicorns, and Zhen Yinjian's strength is worthy of his ranking!"

......

A kind of onlooker monks, many of whom are not low, can immediately see that Zhen Yinjian has pressed Wang Shijin to beat, and even the latter's attack has become more and more tired, Zhen Yinjian's momentum is like a rainbow, and the momentum has been set. Only then did everyone put away their contempt for Zhen Yinjian, and they appreciated this new monk a little more.

"Brother Zhen is so amazing!" Bai Feifei was holding his little face, but his face was red, and he was once again impressed by Zhen Yinjian's bravery.

"Boss, hold on!"

"Beat this kid to death, boss!"

......

On the other hand, the group of junior brothers led by Wang Shijin saw that the bloodclaw red wolf was losing at this moment, and from the previous wild laughter to a crying face, all of them looked like mourners, but it made Bai Feifei snicker.

"Hmph, I just said that you boss can't do anything, Brother Zhen is the most powerful!" At this moment, Bai Feifei put his hands on his waist, and his face showed a bit of arrogance, which made the younger brothers of Wang Shijin, who had lost power at the moment, extremely frustrated.

"Whew...... Call...... Whew"

Looking at the arena again, Wang Shijin at this time was already out of breath, sweating like rain, the so-called one drum and then three times exhausted, he pursued a fierce fighting method. However, although this method is effective, it often loses strength when encountering entangled enemies.

What Wang Shijin is most afraid of encountering is the kind of opponent with lingering moves and strong stamina, and he often has no interest in fighting when he encounters this kind of opponent.

And today's Zhen Yinjian is different, he is not the kind of opponent who lingers in tricks and uses strength to deal with it. His attacks are as furious as his own, and his defenses are as hard as the hardest of rocks. I have fought him for fifty or sixty times, and I have not been able to take it. Even now, his mana has weakened, and the opponent's offensive is still as heavy as it was at the beginning. By now, the arm that I received the attack had shaken and softened.

If he hadn't seen it today, Wang Shijin would never have expected that there would be an opponent who would fight in the same way as himself, and it would be more durable.

Looking at the other party's eyes again, Zhen Yinjian's eyes are still clear and unchanged, and they are still the appearance of Gujing Bubo. This made Wang Shijin even more angry.

"Damn, is it a tickle when Lao Tzu's attack is tickle?"

"Blood-burning sweep!"

At this moment, Wang Shijin's mana was condensed in his right hand, and he poured the last mana into this magic weapon that had accompanied him for many years. The black body of the rod was wrapped in blood-red mana, making the stick a kind of murderous existence.

Wang Shijin held the stick in both hands, his veins swelled like a thin snake, he gasped for turbidity, a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes, and he screamed to knock out the last killing move.

As soon as this blow was swung, it stirred up the white clouds in the sky, dyeing the white clouds around him blood-red. The golden needle mace was like a real blood wolf, with a terrifying momentum like a wind and clouds, and smashed towards Zhen Yinjian at a speed that seemed difficult for others to catch.

The speed of this stick was extremely fast, and it swept towards Zhen Yinjian's waist like a golden thread.

"Good!"

"Well done, Boss!"

Seeing that Wang Shijin finally used his trick, all the entourages rejoiced, looking forward to their old battle defeating the enemy and winning the honor again.

The other monks who were watching also looked at each other when they saw this killing move, and they were shocked into a cold sweat.

"The Bloodclaw Red Wolf hasn't shown this kind of killing move before!"

"Has this person had a breakthrough recently?"

"Wang Shijin's strength should be able to enter the top 300 of the Purple Gold Qilin List. ”

For a while, there were different opinions, and everyone talked about the change in the ranking caused by the increase in the strength of the Bloodclaw Red Wolf, but they were not so interested in Zhen Yinjian's response. It seems that at this time, if Wang Shijin, who has done all his best, can't take the next disciple of the new generation Zhen Yinjian, it will be a joke.

"Brother Zhen......" Bai Feifei clenched his fists tightly, at this moment the fragrant sweat had slipped down his neck, this competition was too fierce, and at this time there was even a possibility of reversal, which was indeed a great psychological burden for Bai Feifei. At this moment, she prayed in her heart that Zhen Yinjian could defeat her opponent in one fell swoop.

Boom...... Knock knock

A continuous explosion sounded, and looking at the arena again, Zhen Yinjian actually blocked Wang Shijin's monstrous blow. The surrounding explosive air currents fluctuated, and the blood-colored red mist disappeared, revealing only the resolute expression of the man in the mist.

"How is it possible?" Wang Shijin's eyes were as wide as a cow, and his whole body fell down because of the exhaustion of his strength, leaving only Zhen Yinjian still standing. He put down the golden needle mace in his hand, and looked at Wang Shijin with a firm expression, as if he was contemptuous, as if he was pity.

"Kill me!" Wang Shijin couldn't bear this humiliation, and struggled to raise his head and roared at Zhen Yinjian.

And Zhen Yinjian just replied with a faint smile, turned around, and left!, a better user experience.