I don't know if I saw Du Yun's thoughts, and a smile suddenly appeared on the face of the white-shirted young man.

He shook his head and said, "Those tower spirits below are just fooling ordinary monks, and if they are really talented, they are really hard to block; However, in the end, I still have to pass this level. ”

"But unfortunately, it's up to me to decide whether I can pass this level or not!"

"What do you mean by that?"

Du Yun faintly had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, the white-shirted young man glanced at Du Yun, stretched out his hand and pointed at the tower wall and said, "In other words, I am the final boss of this tower; Even if you have the Jindan Nine Transformation Cultivation, if I don't want to lose, you will definitely not be able to win! ”

"So, if you want to get the legacy, try to behave as well as you can!"

Shout!

This time, without waiting for Du Yun to react, the white-shirted young man directly resorted to a surprise attack.

When he appeared in front of Du Yun at an extremely fast speed, with a faint smile on his face, he stretched out his slender right hand and immediately imprinted it on Du Yun's heart.

Bang!

Didn't burst out with much power.

But under this surprise, Du Yun's whole person was still knocked out, and the shock from the purple gold armor made his heart feel a little stuffy.

And where he was originally located, the white-shirted young man's whole face had completely turned cold.

"Remember, you can't let your guard down at any time; If I wanted to kill you, you would have died! ”

"Take out your strongest strength, or when this tower collapses, that inheritance will sleep here forever. And what you want to do, you can never do! ”

Tens of meters away.

Listening to the ruthless words of the white-shirted young man, Du Yun broke out in a cold sweat on his back.

He took a deep breath to calm his mood, stared at the white-shirted youth, and nodded, "Okay, I won't let you have a chance to threaten me again!" ”

"Broken Palm!"

With the surging yuan power gushing out, Du Yun directly slapped a palm, and the condensed giant palm that covered the sky fell from the sky, enveloping the white-shirted young man in it.

The air was pressed by the giant palm, and the "poof" and "poof" sounds were constant.

And the white-shirted young man also grabbed in the void, and a long sword was condensed, and countless sword lights were released in front of him in a rapid swing, entangled with the giant palm.

……

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

There is a mustard seed beard, and the ninth floor of the seemingly small tower has infinite space, and after Du Yun and the white-shirted young man completely burst out of their strength, they collided directly and fiercely.

Regardless of the consumption of Yuan Force, they unleashed one powerful move after another.

The whole space was filled with the figures of the two.

In the end, when the battle intent on his body was completely condensed to the extreme, Du Yun suddenly rushed into the air and opened his mouth to let out a loud shout.

"The Emperor ascends the throne!"

He finally used the strongest martial art he mastered - Emperor Futian Fist.

And this time, because his strength had been improved to the ninth turn of Jindan, with the support of abundant yuan power and strong physique, Du Yun smashed out with a punch, and the entire space was temporarily stagnant.

The phantom in the golden robe reappeared, rising to the dome step by step.

When a high chair surrounded by nine dragons appeared, the phantom only paused slightly, and then suddenly turned and sat down.

Rumble!

Suddenly, a terrifying momentum that overwhelmed the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths and was invincible erupted from the phantom and Du Yun at the same time, and the giant fist condensed by Yuan Force covered the entire sky.

The rumbling sound sounded even more.

"Kneel!"

If there were other monks outside, just hearing this sound, they would be suppressed by the soul-snatching power contained in it, and they couldn't help but bow down.

Although the young man in the white shirt felt the monstrous pressure, he still did not lose the power to act.

He seemed to have seen something amazing, looking at Du Yun in mid-air and the figure sitting on the Nine Dragons chair behind him with burning eyes, muttering to himself.

"The Emperor Ascends the Throne...... It's really nostalgic...... This time, though, it won't let you! ”

The moment the giant fist fell, the white-shirted young man finally moved.

I saw that the sword qi around his body was continuously released, turning into sword light that swirled and enveloped himself, and he flew straight into the sky after his feet went up over his head.

"Sword"

"Broken"

"Immortals"

"Fan"

Recite!

Every time the white-shirted young man said a word, the sword light that enveloped his body condensed, and when the last word was spoken, a sword sound that spread through the Eight Desolations suddenly sounded.

At this moment, where is there still a young man in a white shirt.

The only thing left was a majestic sword that emitted a blinding white light and stood on the ground.

The fist wants to destroy the earth, and the sword wants to pierce the sky.

The fist collided with the sword, and the power of destroying the world suddenly exploded.

Thundered! Thundered!

With a deafening loud noise, the space on the ninth floor of the entire tower shook completely, and spatial ripples continued to rush around with the aftermath of the explosion.

The wall of the tower was impacted, and it trembled slightly.

Whether it was Du Yun or the white-shirted youth, they were all shrouded in the dazzling white light formed by the explosion, and they couldn't see the two of them at all.

It took nearly half an hour for the explosion to subside.

As the light receded, the intact ninth floor of the tower was revealed.

And Du Yun, who was originally floating in mid-air, had already retreated outside the explosion range, and after falling to the ground, he was slightly embarrassed like the white-shirted young man in the distance, panting heavily.

Because of the use of supreme martial arts, the yuan power in the two of them was almost exhausted, and their faces were slightly pale.

But now, it's clear that it's not the end yet.

As soon as Du Yun saw the power reced, without saying a word, he finally used the immortal rope that had not been used, and after he came out, he directly turned into golden light and flew towards the white-shirted youth.

At the same time, the Fantian seal was also taken out by him and thrown into the air.

Shout!

The bundle of immortal ropes is worthy of being a heavenly treasure, and it is extremely fast after turning into golden light, and without waiting for the white-shirted young man to react, he directly entangles him.

The power of imprisonment is unleashed.

The young man in the white shirt originally had little Yuan Power left and sank directly into the sea.

He originally wanted to work harder, but when he saw the Fantian seal that appeared above his head and was about to fall down, he hurriedly said loudly: "Stop quickly, I admit defeat!" ”

Airplanes!

With the tremor of the void, the huge Fantian Seal finally stopped a few meters above the white-shirted young man's head.

Du Yun did not take back the Fantian seal, but stared at the white-shirted young man and said, "Can Ta Ling also surrender?" ”

"Nonsense, I've said I'm different from those Talings below, of course I can surrender! And, fortunately, you didn't use these two treasures in the first place, otherwise you wouldn't have been able to get the inheritance even if I surrendered. ”

The white-shirted youth rolled his eyes.

Du Yun frowned slightly, coldness flashed in his eyes, and said, "Kill you, and I can get the inheritance." ”

"Hehe, you can try!"

The white-shirted youth was not angry, but laughed.

(End of chapter)