The atmosphere in this area was quite solemn at the moment, the air seemed to be frozen, and everyone was holding their breath and watching the development of this battle.

They thought that Shen Pojun had kicked the iron plate this time, and there was a chance that he would be defeated.

"Geniuses often die young. ”

Some people even began to taunt, but they were soon shocked by the scene in front of them, and directly shut their mouths, why does this Shen Pojun still have the power to fight back!?

In the face of the highest combat power of Jizhou Wangcheng in this secret realm, which is enough to be called the highest in the speed field, Shen Hao can't deal with it at all, and it is almost a fool's dream to fight against it in terms of speed.

Whether it is in terms of cultivation or the magical powers he has mastered, Shen Hao does not have the ability to fight for the speed of the opponent, and will only be treated as child's play by the opponent, and then be ruthlessly crushed.

Shen Hao was almost defeated just now, and the monk in Jizhou Wangcheng exerted a breath of thousands of miles, wanting to complete the lore during the confrontation between Shen Hao and the black whirlwind, completely defeating Shen Hao and suppressing it.

Because his speed was too fast, all of this happened almost instantly, if he was really allowed to succeed, Shen Hao would definitely lose, and there would be no chance to fight back.

It's a pity that this person is facing Shen Hao, a madman with a natural battle body, his growth in battle is too fast, and in this life and death, he made a bold attempt!

That is to use another god form that has not yet fully comprehended and is one of the eight savage forces to fight the enemy.

Shen Yun white crane shape!

The white crane, symbolizing immortality and sacred fairies, does not belong to foreign beasts, nor does it belong to divine beasts or wild beasts, it is born with a divine charm, and its temperament is born with a sacred charm.

The White Crane Clan has a unique talent in the path of cultivation, if it is transformed into the purest bloodline, it is enough to compare to the Flood Barbarian Beast or the Divine Beast, and the Dao marks around the body are flowing in a movement and stillness, and the power is boundless.

According to legend, this creature has a great relationship with the Taixu Sect, and it also shined in ancient times, so it was also included in the supreme fist scripture of the Eight Barbarian Wilderness by Shen Hao's ancestors.

In fact, as early as the Nine Heavens of the Dawn Realm, Shen Hao had already thought that after entering the Tongxuan Realm, he could cast more than two fist seals at one time, and at that time, he had already begun to comprehend another god form in the Eight Barbarian Wilderness.

It's just that the main focus at that time was still on building one's own Xuangong, so I didn't spend too much time on the enlightenment of this god form.

In addition, he has been tossing and turning in the secret realm since then, and there is no suitable opportunity at all, so Shen Hao has only roughly mastered some of the fur in the shape of Shen Yun White Crane, and has never used it to deal with the enemy.

But when he was forced to a dead end, when any magical secret method he mastered now did not have too much effect on the other party, Shen Hao could only choose to gamble.

At this moment, he was extremely calm, his consciousness seemed to be swimming in a fairyland, and there were no distracting thoughts in his mind, only a white crane exuding a divine aura stopped in it, like a still painting.

A white crane spreads its wings high, and the road marks all over its body circulate, making a take-off shape, it seems to fly to the Nine Heavens Fairyland, but it is still and still, and the movement and posture are full of Taoist rhyme, which is indescribable.

Shen Hao meditated on this picture, and his body began to move naturally, and every time he stretched his fist, he imitated that kind of rhyme, swaying to his heart's content.

At this moment, in Shen Hao's opinion, the operation of the entire world seemed to slow down, slowly changing towards that kind of Dao rhyme, gradually, his speed became slower and slower, and finally even stopped completely.

Behind him, the holy and immaculate white crane spread its wings, and at this time, Shen Hao seemed to have become the incarnation of the white crane, his temperament changed greatly, his expression was peaceful, and he was quite charming.

He was like an immortal statue, frozen there, motionless, and his body seemed to be in harmony with the avenue in this heaven and earth, and it was natural.

The Shen Yun White Crane Fist Seal is completely different from the Dragon and Tiger Fist Seal, there is no majestic momentum like a tiger exiting the gate, nor does it have the power of the dragon that is enough to penetrate all obstacles, and there is only a static Dao rhyme, like a trail of the Great Dao.

It's not so much a fist print, it's more like an artistic conception, the rhyme flows, and it's integrated.

Many of the people who were close were stunned at the moment, they looked at Shen Hao, who was like an immortal, and they couldn't speak for a while, and some of the monks with lower cultivation even felt as if they were being brought into that kind of artistic conception.

They saw that the supreme combat power of Jizhou Wangcheng was frantically changing his body shape at this moment, almost to the point of being pervasive, as long as the opponent had a flaw, he could attack at the first time.

But helplessly, no matter how he looked for an opportunity, even if he worked hard to cultivate and climb his speed to the extreme, he couldn't find the slightest flaw in Shen Hao at this moment.

For this person's dense net-like attack, Shen Hao did not make any defensive posture, and maintained his original posture, motionless like a mountain, but the Dao marks circulating around him could block those attacks.

Shen Hao braked quietly, seemingly without any movement, but in fact, his divine power was like a mixed element, wrapping his whole body, and with the blessing of his own Xuan Gong, there was no gap.

The two were suppressed from the original Shen Hao, and now they have turned into a balance, and the monk in the royal city of Jizhou can no longer rely on speed to suppress Shen Hao.

Of course, this does not mean that Shen Hao can really win, this point Shen Hao knows best in his heart as a party, after casting the fist mark of Shen Yun White Crane, although he can no longer be passively beaten, but at most he can only draw with the other party.

Shen Yun White Crane Shape is indeed a fist mark of absolute defense, entering that kind of Dao rhyme, the body is cultivated like a Dao Mixed Yuan, which is enough to brake statically and skillfully resist attacks from any angle.

But after all, this is just a defensive method, although it can make the other party helpless itself, but he can't help the other party.

Although he can now cast three god forms at once, it is not enough to use them freely, as long as the opponent maintains this speed, his attack still cannot touch the opponent, and he cannot defeat it at all.

He had tried this many times, and every time the monk attacked him, he wanted to use the Dragon Tiger Fist Seal to counterattack, but he was a little short every time, and just as he was about to strike, his opponent's figure disappeared in a flash.

"I'd like to see how long you can keep going like this!"

The highest combat power of Jizhou Wangcheng roared, he hated it so much that the roots of his teeth were itching at the moment, he had almost succeeded just now, but he still fell short, how hard is this kid's life!?

He launched an offensive like crazy, bombarding Shen Hao from all angles, he didn't believe that the other party could maintain such a state for a long time, and the many obvious scars on his body were enough to explain the problem.

Indeed, Shen Hao's current physical condition is very bad, the large and small wounds all over his body are bleeding outward, and his essence is constantly draining, and at the same time, he has to face the fierce attack of the opponent like a wild bombardment, which is indeed becoming more and more difficult.

This kind of bombardment lasted for a long time, and Shen Hao was already a little unable to support it, his body was trembling, and he would snort from time to time, and the holy white crane behind him became more and more faint.

"Is it finally time to decide the winner?"

Someone whispered, and they could see that although Shen Hao did not suffer any more serious injuries after this, his original injuries were no longer supported, and that kind of divine form could not be maintained for long, and it was almost dissipated into light rain.

But soon he kept silent again, because he was in such a desperate situation before, but Shen Pojun still survived, and it was difficult to guarantee that the same situation would not happen this time.

If it were someone else, the current situation would definitely be clear, but he was Shen Pojun!

After watching the battle for so long, many people's subconscious opinions about Shen Hao have gradually changed, from initially thinking that he dared to challenge the cultivator of the Nine Heavens of the Mysterious Realm, to now he began to doubt the final result of this battle.

There are many cultivators of the Nine Heavens of the Mystery Realm who are becoming more and more jealous of him, but some people think that this son is indeed amazing.

There are also some monks who are still young and not deep in the city government even began to hope that Shen Hao would be able to survive, and even create a myth to defeat the opponent!

For example, a young monk in Yangzhou Wangcheng is clenching her fists at the moment, although she is nervous in her eyes, she also has a lot of expectation, hoping that this young man can hold on.

On the other side, the battle between the highest combat power of Yuzhou Wangcheng and the highest combat power of the Bifang clan is also continuing, but it is obvious that its level of attention is not as high as that of Shen Hao here.

Although this is also a very intense and exciting duel between you and me, few people really pay attention here, after all, one is a duel in the same realm, and the other side is fighting with weakness!

Of course, although there are relatively few people paying attention to this duel, there are still people watching, like Ling Xiao is closely following the battle on both sides at the same time.

There are also two monks in Yongzhou Wangcheng except for Shen Yu, who are also paying attention to the battle between Yuzhou Wangcheng and the Bifang clan at this moment, these two people's thinking is very rational and cold-blooded, and the point they care about is not the duel itself.

This Shen Pojun is indeed jealous, and it makes people want to get rid of it, but the most important thing at this moment is those three-turn spirit fruits.

They clearly understood that no matter whether the young man named Shen Pojun could hold it or not, or even if he really defeated the highest combat power of Jizhou Wangcheng against the sky, it was not possible to get a result in a moment.

And the battle on this side is what really needs to be paid attention to at this moment, because no matter which side wins, it will instantly break the existing one-to-one balance on this battlefield, thus changing the entire battle situation, and may even implicate the future opportunity competition.

Sure enough, the duel on this side was divided after a while, and the highest combat power of Yuzhou Wangcheng was covered in blood, and with a roar, the highest combat power of the Bifang clan was torn in half, and then his eyes showed a cold light, and he killed the battlefield on the other side!