It is worthy of being a genuine Purple Mansion powerhouse.

Yue Zhengyang's attack was at least several times stronger than Luo Jinsong's, and when he arrived in front of Wu Fa's body, he was hit with a punch. His punch was not only unexpected, but also as fast as thunder. When his body was still in mid-air, his waist twisted strangely, and the strength of his whole body gathered rapidly at this moment, poured into his waist, and made a terrible tearing sound in the air, smashing the light of the protective shield around the ring into a flickering flash, which made everyone in the audience change color.

After all, Luo Jinsong has been in the Purple Mansion Realm for a long time, and his realm is more stable than others, and his internal strength is also much higher.

In the face of this punch, he did not panic, and pushed out with both hands, attacking instead of defending.

"Bang!"

The two fists collided in mid-air, and a shocking sound erupted, and the entire ring trembled.

Yue Zhengyang narrowed his eyes, he punched to achieve the effect, and the next punch was already like a storm. Wu Fa's feet secretly exerted force, and the soles of his feet directly pierced into the ground for half a foot, standing still, and then the opponent's moves. Between the moves of these two people, there was a rapid rumbling sound.

There was a loud and earth-shattering bang, and the faces of the shocked spectators were pale.

"Alas, after all, Wu Fa has reached the Purple Mansion Realm for a long time, and his foundation is much stronger than Yue Zhengyang. Yue Zhengyang was too anxious, if he delayed the challenge a few years later, maybe there would be a glimmer of hope. Now that his realm has not been consolidated, he is in a hurry to do it, and if he is not careful, it may affect his cultivation in the future!"

The sect master of the Extreme Sect in the White Sun, Guo Fuyu shook his head and sighed.

Since Yue Zhengyang dares to challenge, he naturally has his confidence. Wu Fa became the leader of the alliance at the beginning, and that was because none of us broke through the Purple Mansion Realm, and he took the lead. But now that so many people have reached the Purple Mansion Realm, who can tolerate him riding on our heads?"

Ni Pengqi of the Flying Eagle Qinglei Tower sneered.

"That's right! When this Wu Fa was the leader of the alliance, he relied on his strength to be higher than us, and he was arrogant to us, and I put up with him for a long time. Now that I have broken through the Purple Mansion, I can teach him a lesson, and I can take the position of the leader of the alliance, why not do it?"

Another sect master said.

"By the way, Old Demon Yang said earlier that he was also going to compete for the alliance leader, do you think he has a chance?" Guo Fuyu narrowed his eyes and asked with a sneer.

Hum!

Speaking of Yang Mucheng, everyone present couldn't help but snort coldly. They are all human spirits, how can they not know that Yang Mucheng was pushed out by Wu Fa as a shield. But when they thought that Yang Mucheng pressed them and made them wait for a long time at the hero meeting, everyone present couldn't help but feel a little unhappy.

"What chance does he have? A kid in the late Yuan Infant Stage, even if he is a disciple of the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect, can he defeat us Purple Mansion powerhouses?" Ni Pengqi sneered and shook his head, expressing disdain.

"If he goes to the ring, I don't care if he is a disciple of the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect or not, he will be able to fight correctly!" someone said coldly.

"yes!"

"In the ring, if this Yang Old Demon is defeated, even if he dies in our hands, the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Sect will only swallow this breath. Who made him inferior in skills?" Zhu Zhengyi of Lumen Brocade Clothes Fang sneered.

Just as everyone was talking.

The battle in the ring is nearing its end.

No one wants to turn this fight into a tug-of-war, but to fight the opponent in the shortest possible time. After all, Wu Fa has reached the Purple Mansion Realm for decades, and his cultivation is far superior to others. At this moment, he was already above Yue Zhengyang, and he almost retreated with a pair of iron fists.

The shocking explosion shook the entire earth, and countless pieces of rubble flew out in all directions like angry arrows.

"Wu Fa, I don't believe it, if I have been cultivating for ten years to break through the Purple Mansion Realm, I will still be defeated in your hands!"

Rumble!

With a punch, Yue Zhengyang was knocked back hundreds of steps, and his body hit the shield behind him. He shouted violently, flicked his right hand forward, only to hear the sound of a sword 'Qiang', and then saw a burst of golden light erupt from his dantian.

The next moment, I saw that the countless golden lights burst out at the moment they converged into essence and condensed into a long sword!

"Huh?"

Yang Mucheng raised his eyebrows.

"It is worthy of being a powerhouse in the realm of Purple Mansion, and he can actually condense gas!"

Lu Yao'er's eyes widened even more, and her face was full of shock.

This is the difference between Yuanying and Zifu.

If it is said.

Under the realm of Yuan Ying, it is just a simple cultivation growth. Then, after reaching the Purple Mansion, you can gradually begin to communicate with heaven and earth. This means of condensing and vaporizing matter is naturally one of them.

"Is this the Purple Mansion Realm?"

Yang Mucheng narrowed his eyes.

I just saw that the infinite golden light that erupted gathered into a long sword, there were thousands of swords, and at the same time as they formed, they were like hundreds of rivers converging, quickly gathering in front of Yue Zhengyang. Tens of thousands of long swords, at this moment, end to end, connected into a line.

Although these swords are completely condensed by internal strength, each sword shines with a cold glow, which is not much different from the real sword, as if it was forged by a forger.

Yue Zhengyang was actually able to form a large number of long swords with a wave of his hand, and naturally he was not comfortable, and his face suddenly turned pale. Obviously, he intends to bet his last hope on this trick!

"Condensate?"

Seeing Yue Zhengyang's offensive, Wu Fa immediately burst out laughing. "I didn't expect that you had only been in the Purple Mansion for a year, and you would be able to use the method of condensation so skillfully. But alas, you're still no match for me!"

"Whether it's your opponent or not, we'll find out later!" Yue Zhengyang snorted coldly, and pointed his right hand towards the front.

Boom!

In an instant, the group of swords that were connected in a line was already at this moment, with a piercing whistling sound, frantically blasting towards Wu Fa!

Wu Fa shook his head slowly, looked at Yue Zhengyang with disdain, and said in a cold voice: "Do you know why I haven't used the method of condensing gas so far. This technique, although unexpected, consumes a huge amount of internal energy, and if you fail to make a move, you will lose the whole game. ”

"It's useless for you to train hard for 20 years! If you want to snatch the position of my alliance leader? You can go back and cultivate for another 100 years! Today, I will convince you!"

Wu Fa's pupils tightened, and his palms suddenly closed.

I only heard a loud 'boom', like a loud burst when the heavens and the earth first opened. But I saw him pull his hands together, as if pulling something out of the void.

"That's?"

Yang Mucheng fixed his eyes and couldn't help but frown slightly.

"It's a flute?"

(End of chapter)