"Ji Xian, the fourteenth prince of the Eastern Imperial Mansion, has an innate spirit body, an eighth-order martial soul, and his strength is by no means weaker than that of the Divine Son!"

In the third ring, the faces of the seventh-level martial sects became solemn again.

At this time, many of them are also very helpless.

Normally, there is not necessarily one of the sun god sacrifices, such as the god son.

Even if there are some Earth Sect Realm challenges, they are generally the same, and a seventh-level Martial Sect with similar strength can deal with it.

But this time, there were three of them at the level of the Divine Son.

"I'll do it this time......"

A seventh-level martial sect stepped forward.

The rest of the seventh-level martial sects, including Wen Yixuan before, also nodded immediately.

This person's name is Gao Anbang, and his strength is comparable to Wen Yixuan.

No one objected.

Gao Anbang nodded, his body shook, and he rushed directly into the air, standing more than a thousand meters away from Ji Xian.

"Sun Temple Gao Anbang, come to comprehend the strength of the Fourteenth Prince, His Royal Highness, offended..."

Gao Anbang arched his hand and said.

Ji Xian also arched his hand, and said with a smile: "Please......"

After finishing speaking, his body directly lit up with a bright yellow light, and his side was also fast, condensed into a martial soul entity more than ten meters long, with a single horn and four claws, and the appearance of a black long Jiao.

Innate spirit, eighth-order martial soul.

came up and showed it all, it can be seen that Ji Xian didn't have any carelessness at this time.

The black long dragon opened its mouth and took a sharp breath, and a large amount of heaven and earth yuan power immediately rolled into its mouth.

And its body, which was more than ten meters long, expanded rapidly, directly to more than thirty meters long.

After magnifying it, every scale on the black Jiao's body became extremely clear, and the sky-high single horn and sharp claws exuded an incomparable domineering and sharp edge.

"It's... Eighth Order Martial Soul!"

Many people below couldn't help but be shocked at this time, the eighth-order martial soul, this is a power comparable to the innate holy body!

"Go!"

Ji Xian's heart moved.

The swollen black Jiao immediately opened its teeth and claws, and rushed straight to Gao Anbang.

For a while, the wind and clouds were surging!

"It's so strong, it's just right, let me see, the power of this eighth-order martial soul!"

Gao Anbang snorted softly, and his body suddenly lit up, a strange layer of dark green light.

Acquired Holy Body!

"Get out of here!"

With a cold snort, Gao Anbang actually moved, and directly met the black long Jiao.

In front of the black Jiao, which was more than thirty meters long and nearly three meters in diameter, he was as small as a bug.

But Gao Anbang slapped down and hit the black Jiao's head hard, which actually knocked the black Jiao's head down and rushed down.

The martial arts realm is two levels higher, and he has an acquired holy body, and with only an eighth-order martial soul, he obviously can't help him.

But Ji Xian's strength is naturally not just that, it is as simple as an eighth-order martial spirit.

When the martial soul was frustrated, he had already rushed up, raised his hand and punched Gao Anbang.

"Zhenshi Emperor Fist!"

Chu Qingyun, who was in the fourth ring below, couldn't help but smile a little expectantly at this time.

He and Ji Xian have really fought one-on-one, so at this time, naturally, he can see at a glance this powerful sage fist technique.

"Zhenshi Emperor Fist, one punch is stronger than one punch, when he was a second-level Martial Emperor, he could rely on the Innate Emperor Extreme Spirit Body to make five punches, I don't know how many punches he can make now when he reaches the Martial Sect Realm......"

Chu Qingyun thought secretly in his heart.

In the last fight, in the melee between the three of them, although Ji Xian also used the Zhenshi Emperor Fist, but in the face of the two, he obviously had no choice, and he used this punch method endlessly, and the superimposed power of one punch after another.

High in the sky.

In the face of Ji Xian's attack, the seventh-level Martial Sect Gao Anbang was naturally prepared and aware of it.

His backhand was a palm, and he hit Ji Xian with a powerful palm force.

But after fighting head-on, Gao Anbang frowned, "Such a weak fist power, this fourteenth prince, is it not an embroidered pillow, and he will only rely on the eighth-order martial soul?"

Thinking like this in his heart, he was going to make a strong attack, directly defeat Ji Xian, and end this battle.

However, at this time, the huge black Jiao rushed past him, and its sharp claws covered the sky and grabbed at him.

"Humph!"

Gao Anbang snorted lightly, dodged away, and swung out another palm, beating the black Jiao to tremble.

And Ji Xian's second Zhenshi Emperor Fist also came immediately and hit him in front of him.

With the martial spirit, such a punch actually produced some unexpected effects.

But as strong as Gao Anbang, it is obvious that he will not be defeated so easily.

He waved his palm again, blocking Ji Xian's punch, and then took advantage of the momentum to retreat, dodging another tail swing from the black Jiao.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, it's too child's play to fight me with such a fist technique..."

Gao Anbang said in a deep voice.

He obviously felt that Ji Xian's previous two punches were against him with a very weak fist.

This made him feel a little dissatisfied in his heart, and he felt that he was being despised by others.

"I'm not playing. ”

Ji Hyun said with a smile.

And there was no pause in his hand, and the third Zhenshi Emperor Fist had already condensed.

Gao Anbang's face was slightly gloomy, "Then in that case, I will also let you, Your Royal Highness, see my true strength!"

The high-level palm intent suddenly burst out.

Gao Anbang's body moved, and a dark green palm print condensed, and a palm whistled and slapped towards Ji Xian.

In this palm, there is a strong power.

And Ji Xian vaguely sensed a very dangerous feeling from this palm.

The Zhen Shihuang Fist was only superimposed on the third punch, and he didn't dare to take it head-on, so he controlled the eighth-order martial soul to pounce.

Boom!

A dark green palm print of more than ten meters slammed heavily on the body of the black Jiao.

Hei Jiao opened his mouth and seemed to scream silently, and his body, which was more than thirty meters long, trembled.

And the dark green palm power actually stuck to the black Jiao's body, corroding a large part of its scales and body.

This terrible attack made Ji Xian frown.

But he still stabilized his rhythm and continued to punch Gao Anbang, who had just shot with all his might.

There is a lesson from the past of Miko.

Ji Xian understood that in the face of this top-level seventh-level martial sect, if he wanted to win, there was only one way to go, and that was to superimpose the Zhenshihuang Fist until one punch was enough to defeat the opponent.

Therefore, in this case, he regarded the eighth-order martial soul that should have been relied on the most as a cover and cover, and he didn't urge it with all his strength at all.

Otherwise, no matter how strong Gao Anbang is, it will not be so easy to repel that black Jiao!

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