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"Huoling, I will use half of my strength, I hope you can catch a move!"

Ao Wushuang said lightly.

Ao Wushuang's words were extremely arrogant, and the implication was that even if he only used half of his strength, Huoling might not be able to catch him with a move.

However, hundreds of thousands of people in the entire Ancient Martial Arts Arena heard Ao Wushuang's words, but no one thought he was arrogant.

Even under the same cultivation, no one in the entire Macro Domain younger generation is an opponent of Ao Wushuang, not to mention that the current Ao Wushuang has stepped into the fivefold realm of the True Spirit Realm, and his cultivation is one realm higher than that of Huoling.

"Make a move!"

Huoling nodded solemnly, and then immediately pulled out the long knife, and the momentum of his whole body soared wildly, and in an instant, he adjusted his spirit to the peak state, and the flames around his body were burning, and the fire waves were surging.

Ao Wushuang's broad palm slowly clenched into a fist, without any fancy, and a punch shot straight out.

"The Divine Fist of the Son of Heaven - Fist Determines the Country!"

The vast fist power was extraordinary, unstoppable, and the air within a radius of 100 meters exploded instantly, and the fist flashed and instantly came to the front of Huoling.

"Open!"

Huoling roared angrily, holding the knife in both hands, urging the true yuan of the whole body, and slashing out violently.

Rumble!

The long knife slashed into the fist, and there was an earth-shattering explosion, shaking the heavens and the earth, and Huoling's figure instantly shot backwards.

With one punch, Huoling was blown away, flew out of the battle platform, flew out for more than ten miles, and landed under the viewing platform.

Everyone gasped.

It's too strong!

With half the strength, one punch can blast Huoling more than ten miles!

This kind of strength has surpassed Huoling by much, much!

"Ao Wushuang is really too strong, with such a strong strength, it is impossible for anyone to challenge his status!"

"Cultivation at the same level, Ao Wushuang is an invincible existence, and now Ao Wushuang is one level higher than the others, and he can easily crush others!"

"This terrifying strength is already enough to defeat the eightfold peak martial artist of the True Spirit Realm!"

Everyone was shocked, and countless people were impressed by Ao Wushuang's strength, even some of the older generation of Zhengang Realm powerhouses couldn't help but sigh secretly, when they were Ao Wushuang's age, it was estimated that they didn't even have the strength of the other party's thirty percent.

Wusheng, Moyue, Nine Princesses and several other geniuses who wanted to challenge Ao Wushuang all had their faces a little frozen at this moment.

This kind of strength gave birth to a sense of powerlessness in their hearts.

Even the Ninth Princess, who had a little confidence before, couldn't help but secretly shake her head.

Su Mo's eyes narrowed, and only a thin slit remained.

Strong!

It's too strong!

There was no doubt that Ao Wushuang was the strongest among the young generation Su Mo had ever seen.

Of course, this is only limited to the macro domain, not including Shangguan Hao.

If he didn't use the Devouring Martial Soul and Silent Sword Qi, Su Mo felt that he was definitely not an opponent of Ao Wushuang.

Even if he used the Devouring Martial Soul and the Silent Sword Qi, Su Mo was not sure!

The power of the Silent Sword Qi, Su Mo had not tried it, and he had no bottom in his heart about the specific power.

On the battle platform, Ao Wushuang stood proudly, like a real son of heaven and an emperor of the ages, looking at the fire tomb in the distance.

"Huoling, you should be able to see the gap now, right?" Ao Wushuang shouted proudly.

Huoling's face was gloomy and fell silent.

After a while, Huoling nodded in a daze, the gap between him and the other party was really like a chasm.

devoured part of the dragon fortune of the Fire Tomb, and the arrogant dragon fortune reached ninety-three and a half zhang.

Ao Wushuang's face was a little dignified, at this growth rate, by the end of the game, I am afraid it will be difficult to reach a hundred zhang.

However, thinking of these last few rounds of battles, everyone had to fight the rest of the nine people, and he still had seven people who had not yet fought, and it was not impossible for him to reach a hundred zhang when he devoured part of the dragon luck of the other seven.

Huoling's dragon fortune was smaller than the others, so he didn't devour much.

Like Wusheng, the dragon fortune of Mo Yue and others is very powerful, and the dragon fortune he can devour will be more.

After a while, the next battle continued, and Mo Yue fought against Nie Chong.

Although Nie Chong's strength was strong, and the Overlord Fist was even more fierce and domineering, he was still defeated by Mo Yue.

Mo Yue's combat power was no less than that of Nie Chong, and with the sixteen phantom clones of the virtual and real, he defeated Nie Chong in just a dozen moves.

The next battle is Wusheng vs. Hong Qingtian.

Although Hong Qingtian's strength is not weak, he is not a lifeless opponent at all, and he was forced into a disadvantage with two moves.

"There is death and no life!"

The body is like an arrow, and the distance between him and Hong Qingtian is less than ten steps in a flash.

Swish!

The black cold light, sharp and incomparable, the cold sword qi rose to the sky, without any life.

As soon as the sword came out, the air did not fluctuate in the slightest, and the speed at which the sword was born had already surpassed the reaction speed of the air.

"Not good!"

Hong Qingtian was taken aback, he couldn't stop this sword at all.

"Eight Desolation Palms!"

A palm slammed into the sword light, and at the same time, Hong Qingtian's figure retreated rapidly.

Phew!

The cold light flashed, and the Eight Desolation Palms were torn apart in an instant, and a wisp of blood shot out.

Hong Qingtian's figure stopped hundreds of meters away, and when he looked down, a sword mark on his body went straight to his lower abdomen from his chest, and blood was gurgling.

Fortunately, the sword marks are not deep, otherwise this sword is enough to kill him.

"Hong Qingtian, you are not my opponent, is there still a need to fight?"

Wusheng said coldly without expression.

Hearing this, Hong Qingtian was silent for a moment, sighed secretly, and nodded, he did not choose to continue fighting, the difference in strength between the two sides was too great, and he would only bring humiliation on himself if he continued to fight.

Everyone was surprised that Wusheng defeated Hong Qingtian in an instant, and Wusheng was the person whose strength was closest to Ao Wushuang.

Of course, now there is another Nine Princesses, and there is a powerful Su Mo, and it is not yet known which of the three of them is strong or weak.

The battle between Wusheng and Hong Qingtian ended, and soon the Nine Princesses and Han Qianze came on the field.

Han Qianze is not the opponent of the Ninth Princess at all, the World Destroying Red Lotus is invincible, and Han Qianze's terrifying ice defense can't stop the attack of the World Destroying Red Lotus.

Under the first blow, Han Qianze was defeated, and in the second blow, Han Qianze was injured.

Immediately, Han Qianze stopped fighting and chose to admit defeat.

It was Su Mo's turn to play again, and his opponent was Duanmu Sakura.

Shout!

As soon as he entered the field, Su Mo was at full strength, and without using any fancy means, the sharp sword light slashed out.

A simple, brutal, and direct attack, but it contained amazing power, and the terrifying sword qi attacked Duanmu Sakura.

"Jade Palm!"

Although Duanmu Sakura burst out with the strongest strength and tried her best to resist, she couldn't stop Su Mo's attack, and she was instantly slashed back dozens of meters.

Duanmu Sakura's strength, compared to Su Mo, has a huge gap.

With the second sword, Su Mo forced the other party off the battlefield.

Devoured part of Duanmu Sakura's dragon luck, Su Mo's dragon luck reached seventy-eight zhang.

So far, Su Mo's dragon luck has ranked fifth among the ten people, second only to Ao Wushuang, Wusheng, Moyue and the Nine Princesses.

The five of them have also won all the way and have never been defeated.