"Crush me!"

Yuan Taiyi shouted, the Tai Chi pattern behind him accelerated and turned, and then his fists shook violently, and then they suddenly separated, and the remaining sword light was shattered into millions of pieces, turning into countless sparks and splashing around, brilliant and brilliant. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Standing in the center of the field, the flames on Yuan Taiyi's body gradually extinguished, and he said word by word: "Sikong Wuji, your sword skills are indeed powerful, the three moves have passed, and next, you will also be tried by my punch." ”

Whew!

didn't have much momentum, Yuan Taiyi directly swung a punch at Baili Soul, the black and white alternating two-color fist strength was highly condensed, and it seemed to be blasted out without a sound, and at the same time, the Taiji pattern behind Yuan Taiyi also emitted a dazzling light.

However, the movement is not big and it is just an external illusion, and the moment Sikong Wuji raised the knife to block it, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the whole person flew out thousands of meters away, hitting the crystal wall fiercely, his arms and bones were cracked, and he could barely hold the knife.

"One punch shook Sikong Wuji!"

Everyone held their breath, they rarely saw Yuan Taiyi and people fighting seriously, and now with Sikong Wuji, Yuan Taiyi obviously used most of his strength, if he didn't use most of his strength, they believed that Sikong Wuji would never be injured so easily.

Taking a deep breath, Sikong Wuji unfolded his body and walked around Yuan Taiyi, not giving the other party a chance to face the attack.

His sword technique is to take the edge and kill one, and Yuan Taiyi is the physique of the Ancient Holy Emperor, which is extremely domineering, and it is not a wise move to collide with him.

However, Yuan Taiyi did not shy away, like a giant full of power, he swept out punch after punch.

Among the three punches, at least one punch will rub against Sikong Wuji, and among the five punches, Sikong Wuji has to block a punch more or less, and soon, Sikong Wuji will not be able to support it, whether it is speed, defense and strength, he is not as good as Yuan Taiyi, and he is suppressed in all directions.

Of course, the gap in each aspect is not very large, but when these many aspects are combined, the gap is not small.

"If this continues, the situation is not good. ”

"Yes, Sikong Wuji is completely suppressed, and if he doesn't find a way to open the situation, he will definitely lose. ”

"Sikong Wuji is best at knife techniques, but Yuan Taiyi's defense is impermeable, it is difficult to find flaws, and Sikong Wuji's advantage is useless. ”

It is obvious from the battle that Yuan Taiyi has an absolute advantage and controls the overall situation.

"If you can stop my sword, I'll throw in the towel. ”

A cold glint flashed in Sikong Wuji's eyes, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the momentum in his body began to converge, as if he was brewing the last knife.

Even the killing intent that originally emanated was dissipated a lot in an instant.

The killing intent disappeared, and was replaced by a powerful aura of death, which all converged on the sword of Sikong Wuji, and even the blade was stained with a layer of blood.

The sword intent spread, and even through the crystal wall, you could feel the aura of death, exuding the fluctuations of Shura Purgatory.

Sikong Wuji's eyes gradually surged with a touch of blood, and the green tendons bulged all over his body, obviously at this moment, he also used his hole card to kill.

"How do I feel like the vitality in my body has lost a bit. ”

A young master's face changed, and he found that his skin had become slightly withered, apparently robbed of his life.

"It's such a terrible knife move, I'm afraid that Sikong Wuji himself will also suffer a huge backlash. Gu Hanxiang looked at the treasure knife that was gradually stained with blood, and her pupils shrank slightly, this killing intent, even she felt it, it was indeed an extremely terrifying breath of death.

This knife is not trivial. Even she wasn't sure she could catch it.

"It seems that after I go back, I will have to double my cultivation. ”

Gu Han Xiangyu's hand was clenched, not only Ye Xuan, but even Sikong Wuji was stronger than her, if she didn't work harder, let alone the second place on the holy list, she wouldn't even be able to keep her position in the top five on the holy list.

"Shura Purgatory Slash!"

Sikong Wuji moved, and behind him, a shadow of Shura appeared, the shadow of Shura was as high as a hundred zhang, and the long knife was also a hundred zhang long.

"Taiyi returns to the ruins!"

Yuan Taiyi took two steps back, pushed out with both hands, and the Tai Chi pattern on his body also flew out, erupting into a devastating fluctuation, just in front of Yuan Taiyi.

Bang!

The Tai Chi pattern bloomed with amazing brilliance, and the death slash collided together, the terrible blood-colored knife slammed on the Tai Chi pattern like a tide, but the Tai Chi pattern seemed to be the strongest thing in the world, no matter how the blood-colored knife impacted, it never moved.

"Give me a crack!"

Sikong Wuji's eyes suddenly flashed with a fierce color, his blood flowed all over his body, and the sword became more and more intense, blooming an amazing spark on the Taiji pattern.

"Counteract!"

Yuan Taiyi urged the Tai Chi pattern, and the black and white areas of the pattern also changed from one to another, and at that moment, everyone's eyes also became horrified, because Sikong Wuji's incomparably domineering knife actually rebounded back vividly!

"What?"

Sikong Wuji was caught off guard, and he didn't have time to react at all, so he was swept by his own knife, and his body was split in two, and he was cut apart.

However, the power of this knife was far more than that, and in the blink of an eye, Sikong Wuji's body was torn apart and turned into a pool of blood.

Unscrupulous, defeated!

"It's terrible, I actually completely rebounded the unscrupulous trick, how strong is Yuan Taiyi's strength?"

"The first place on the holy list, it is really a no-void person under the fame, even if Sikong Wuji's strength is already quite terrifying, but if you want to shake Yuan Taiyi's position, there is still a considerable gap. ”

"That's right, the young generation, Yuan Taiyi is the leader, it seems that the quota on the seventh layer of this Martial God Tower belongs to him. ”

"It's too early to say this, don't forget that Ye Xuan is still there, and it is not yet known who the quota will fall into. ”

"I don't think so. Although Ye Xuan is also excellent, compared with Yuan Taiyi, he still has a shallow background, and now he will not be Yuan Taiyi's opponent. ”

Although some people are optimistic about Ye Xuan, there are only a few people, and the rest are all shocked by Yuan Taiyi's methods, and they are all terrified.

"It's so strong, no one in the younger generation can beat him. ”

Sikong Wuji appeared in a crystal room, his face was a little ugly, but he was convinced, Yuan Taiyi was indeed much stronger than him.

"It's a real rival. ”

Ye Xuan's face was also a lot more solemn, this Yuan Taiyi deserved to be the physique of the Ancient Saint Emperor, regardless of talent, strength, and martial arts level, he was one level higher than others, even Gu Hanxiang and Sikong Wuji, the two young geniuses who ranked second and third on the Holy List respectively, were much inferior to this person.

At this moment, Ye Xuan felt that the long-lost battle blood in his body was surging in his cultivation. (To be continued.) )