Shen Pojun, a bold name, and he himself is like his name, he can break thousands of armies!

Attack the strong with the weak, and go retrograde across the great realm!

What kind of concept is this? The pinnacle of the pinnacle of the same generation, only the strongest of the ancient era can do this step in their youth, and then leap above the nine heavens and become the peerless king who shook the past and the present.

On the other hand, if the unattractive young man in front of everyone continues to develop according to this trend, it is very likely to become the strongest of the era and make the legend reappear!

Even the supernatural powers inside and outside the arena were shocked, with a look of surprise on their faces, with their realm, they could naturally easily see the gap between the two in terms of cultivation alone.

If it is subdivided according to the small realm in each big realm, the cultivation of the two is at least five or six heavens, and Sang Yu's real combat power is far more than that!

His real combat power must at least rise by two or three heavens, and in this way, the two are almost equivalent to a duel across a complete great realm!

But even so, Sang Yu was defeated.

"How is that possible?" said the Poor Strange Clan's supernatural power, unbelievable to such an ending.

Then he suddenly thought of a possibility, a step that exists in theory, but in fact few people can do, make a breakthrough on the limit of common sense, go one step further, and become a person who crosses the extreme.

Yes, this is the only possibility, and only those who have crossed the extreme realm can do this step that would never be possible under normal circumstances.

It's just that even a monk who is difficult to cultivate from a super great sect like the Golden Body or Taixu, how did this young man do it!?

He could only think of two possibilities, either this young man had accidentally obtained some kind of supreme inheritance that surpassed everyone's cognition, or he was really extremely talented, comparable to the ancient supreme.

Of the two, it prefers the latter, but no matter which one it is, this teenager can't stay!

Sang Li's face was extremely gloomy, and the killing intent towards this young man in his heart was getting stronger and stronger, and he would definitely find an opportunity to get rid of him one day, otherwise it would always be a disaster.

At the same time, several supernatural beings in Yongzhou Wangcheng also had the same idea and decided to find an opportunity to get rid of this Shen Pojun.

In the battlefield, on the ground of those rocks, a large amount of poor blood was sprinkled on it, which was quite conspicuous.

A red-haired young man was lying in a pool of blood, gasping for breath from his mouth, scars all over his body, torn in many places, and the two large bloody holes in his chest pierced by fists were even more striking.

"Alas, there is no one to look like anymore, what a sin!" Ma Chacha looked sad and pretended to be sympathetic.

The spectators outside the arena snickered, feeling that this time the poor Qi clan had kicked the iron plate, not only did they lose face, but I am afraid that this battle would be spread all over Kyushu in the future, and they would be commented and ridiculed by all races.

"It's sturdy enough, and it can still hold on like this. Shen Hao, who had not spoken, finally spoke, and then he walked towards Sang Yu, wanting to make up for it again and kill him.

However, when he approached Sang Yu, he suddenly felt a trace of unease, and Shen Hao immediately became alert and instantly retreated.

"Be careful!" At the same time, Xu Jiang also reminded loudly.

The next moment, Sang Yu, who was originally dying and was almost half a breath away from death, suddenly burst out of his body, and then countless blood lights enveloped his body, and the whole person rose from the ground at once.

Those blood lights came from a piece of rune paper, which was very demonic, but it also contained endless divine power, which not only healed Sang Yu's injuries, but also allowed his combat power to recover and return to the peak.

"Not good!"

Seeing this scene, Ma Chacha realized that something had happened, there must be some secret treasure on this Sang Yu, which can save his life at a critical moment.

No wonder although the supernatural person of the Poor Qi Clan had a gloomy and ugly face, he did not have a seizure, nor did he make any movements, it turned out that he knew that Sang Yu would not die, and he also wanted to deliberately lure Shen Hao into the urn and attack and kill him.

"Ahh

Sang Yu roared, the whole person seemed to go crazy, his eyes were blood-red, and the sense of humiliation reached the extreme, he was actually defeated by the low-realm human race.

If it weren't for the regeneration talisman refined by the supernatural power on his body, he would definitely be killed by the other party today.

The most hateful thing is that he tried to sneak attack and failed, so if it spreads out like this, how will his peers look at him?

A series of factors made him crazy and wanted to fight Shen Hao again.

"This is not in accordance with the rules!" Xu Jiang opened his mouth and immediately stepped forward to stop it.

He naturally knows what this so-called "regeneration talisman" is, and the major forces will refine some of their descendants more or less, so that they can avoid death at a critical moment and regenerate their bodies, which is equivalent to having two lives.

"What's wrong, the previous rules didn't say that you can't use the regeneration charm, and if this boy has it, I won't say more. The supernatural powers of the four fierce clans spoke together, and their tones were cold.

"You dare to say this because you know that Shen Pojun doesn't have it, and it's really like a gathering of things, you really don't have the shame to come together!" Ma Chacha scolded angrily.

"I've been patient again and again, but you've collided with the supernatural many times, do you really want to die?" The four fierce eyes were cold, and each released a wisp of breath to shoot at Ma Chacha, trying to suppress it.

"Are you transparent to me?" Xu Jiang's eyebrows stood up on the spot, his big hand reached out, grabbed those breaths, and then stood between them, intending to shoot directly.

"It doesn't matter. ”

At this time, Shen Hao opened his mouth abruptly, then looked at Sang Yu, and said flatly: "I'll give you a chance to fight again." ”

At this moment, he stands proudly on the battlefield like a god of war, not very old, but he has a great courage, not afraid of everything of his opponent.

"Terran!"

Sang Yu roared, this attitude, this tone, it was insane, and that kind of look seemed to be saying to him, since he was a defeated soldier, it would be the same a few more times.

He was so angry that blood poured out of his body, and the flesh and blood on his back parted, and a pair of wings full of large and small sarcomas grew from it, and then the whole person became a beast.

Sang Yu appeared in anger and turned into a poor stranger, his eyes showed a fierce light, and he flew into the air and rushed towards Shen Hao.

People inside and outside the field can clearly feel that the anger around them has multiplied, and the speed has become significantly faster, and the most important thing is that the opponent can also fight in the air!

How can this be fought? The Terran monks did not have the ability to fly in the sky before the supernatural powers, and once they got out of the ground, they would be slaughtered by others, and many people were sweating for Shen Hao.

"Not necessarily, I think he lost his mind in a fit of rage. Ma Chacha stared at the poor Qi in the sky and gave a different opinion.

During this period, the supernatural powers of the Poor Qi Clan were also shouting at Sang Yu, "Don't!"

However, Sang Yu couldn't listen to anything at the moment, and only wanted to tear the boy on the ground apart, and rushed down frantically.

Shen Hao was extremely calm in the face of this situation, and there was no fluctuation in his heart, if the transformation of the body could really improve the combat power, the other party would have done it a long time ago, so why bother to shame himself first?

He didn't panic in the face of Qi Qi who was rushing towards him like a hill, he dodged directly to the side, and then jumped and jumped on Qi Qi's back, and at the same time, his hands and feet bloomed, and the strength of his body was incomparable, suppressing him fiercely.

Seeing this, Sang Yu wanted to lift him away, but Shen Hao's strength was too great, like an iron hoop made of divine gold, holding it tightly, no matter how it tossed, even if it flew into the air and then dived down, it still couldn't get rid of the other party.

"If you don't really master your own ontological combat skills, do you think that forceful action can be effective?" Ma Chacha explained disdainfully.

It turns out that from ancient times to the present, all ethnic groups have different forms, all of which have their advantages but also their disadvantages.

If the most balanced form is the one that belongs to the human race.

Combining speed, strength, and agility, it is not particularly outstanding in any aspect, nor is it particularly lacking in any aspect, and it is quite suitable for combat, which is why the various races have taken on human form.

Of course, this refers only to the early stage of cultivation, as the cultivation deepens, the realm improves, and the understanding of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth deepens day by day, these so-called advantages and disadvantages will be balanced, and different paths will end up the same.

This is also why some races in ancient times would turn into their own bodies and haunt the world after reaching a certain realm, and some would always remain in human form, which was purely just a preference.

But this situation obviously does not belong to the present, the body of the poor Qi clan has its own advantages, but the disadvantages are also obvious, its body is not flexible enough, and its back is a big weakness!

And Shen Hao's spiritual sense is so keen, and his sense of smell for battle is even more accurate to exaggerate, when Sang Yu came towards him, he immediately grasped this fleeting fighter and responded.

Now Sang Yu can only reap the consequences, originally he has returned to his peak condition, and Shen Hao has just experienced a big battle, maybe there is still a chance to defeat him, but now it is impossible.

Shen Hao's limbs were as unshakable as four iron rods, and the extended power completely suppressed them, no matter how he struggled, Shen Hao sat firmly on Mount Tai and stood still.

"You won't have any more chances this time!" Shen Hao was extremely indifferent, he could feel that the power of this poor qi under his crotch was declining.

He picked up his fists and began to smash them towards his head continuously, each punch containing the true meaning of the fist marks of the tiger and the dragon, fierce and domineering.

Bang! Bang!

This loud noise was like the gods were swinging a giant hammer to smash the divine iron, thus shaking the mortal world.

"Whew!"

Poor Qi wailed, blood splattered, and his skull cracked.

The spectators also watched with wide eyes.

This Shen Pojun was too ruthless, his fists smashed on its head like raindrops, there was no order at all, he was beating fat, simple and rude.

Soon, Sang Yu was beaten to death by Shen Hao again, and this time it didn't have a regeneration charm to save his life.

"Die!"

Shen Hao's right hand turned into a palm knife, and he slashed it with force, and he would not give the other party any chance to live.

"No!"

The Poor Qi Clan's supernatural powers roared wildly, but Xu Jiang stopped in front of him, and he couldn't stop this scene from happening.

Poof!

Blood splattered, Shen Hao chopped Sang Yu's head off, and then he jumped off his back, like a young god of war bathed in poor blood.

"Some are dead, but he is still alive, and some are alive, but they want to be killed twice. Ma Chacha laughed.