On the battle platform....

Huo Kou's face became more and more difficult to look at, at the time of the last session, he and Zhan Wuji were at the same level of cultivation, and they were still invincible, and now, the other party's cultivation has broken through, one level higher than him, this... What a fart!

However, after all, he is one of the top ten geniuses, and Huo Kou is not willing to admit defeat and give up like this!

"Burning the World Karma Fire Palm!"

The next moment, the essence light in Huo Kou's eyes burst out, and suddenly a palm slapped out, and suddenly, endless waves of fire erupted, converging into a huge and incomparably large palm print, and burst out towards Zhan Wuji.

Even if you lose, you have to... Defeat!

"It's too weak, one punch is enough!"

Seeing the palm prints coming, Zhan Wuji sneered, raised his right hand lightly, and smashed it out with a punch.

"Hong Tian Shen Fist!"

The golden fist seal was like a divine light descending from the sky, dazzling like a golden thunderbolt.

After the fist print, all the waves of fire scattered and flew apart, and the huge flame palm print instantly shattered, rushed through, and arrived in front of the fire in an instant.

Call!

Without hesitation, the fire of the fire coar retreated, and the fire qi of his whole body surged, and layers of fireballs rolled out, layered in front of him, blocking the golden fist seal.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

The golden fist marks crashed into the fireballs like thunder, and as the explosions continued, all those fireballs broke apart.

Touch!

The lightning was like thunder, and the golden fist slammed into the fire coar, and a blood-colored line was thrown across the air, and the fire cole spewed out a sky full of blood mist, falling towards the outside of the battle platform a thousand steps away.

One punch! Fire Cove... Fail!

The fire coward fell, spat out a few large amounts of blood, and looked at the purple-robed figure on the battle platform with a shocked face.

In the entire quadrangular stands, there was a dead silence, and there was no sound.....

Ranked sixth on the Emperor List, the top ten geniuses of the Huo Kou, the top genius martial artist of the young generation of the Red Leaf Empire, couldn't even catch a punch from Zhan Wuji....This Zhan Wuji, unconsciously, had already left other geniuses far behind.

The original battle of the top ten geniuses, unexpectedly, turned into a crushing battle.

Subsequently, Zhan Wuji on the battle platform plundered the Fire Kou's God of War Spirit Pattern, and the golden-armored God of War towering behind him rose one zhang again, reaching a height of ninety-three zhang.

Looking up at his golden-armored god of war, Zhan Wuji nodded with satisfaction, he was looking forward to the time when it broke through the height of a hundred zhang.

Then... It will be the time when the legendary "Hidden Dragon Sanctuary" will be opened.

After the battle between Zhan Wuji and Huo Kou ended, the second Top Ten Genius Ranking Battle began immediately.....

This time, it was Ye Dingtian vs. Mo Xie!

These two people, one is the third prince of the Red Leaf Empire, and the other is the young master of the Black Blood Temple, the fifth and eighth existence of the top 100 emperors in the last year.

On the battle platform, Ye Dingtian, dressed in a golden armor and yellow robe, stood upright, carrying his hands behind his back, and a stream of dragon qi and tiger power swept out, like an emperor looking down on the world.

Not far away, Mo Ye was dressed in a black robe, with a strange mask on his face, and only a pair of blood-colored eyes were exposed, giving me a sense of yin and evil, which formed a sharp contrast with Ye Dingtian's imperial momentum.

The Black Blood Temple, the evil sect in the Red Leaf Empire, is cruel and murderous, and the road to a strong rise for decades is a bloody road, in this regard, the major sects in the Red Leaf Empire have long been resentful, and many sects have declared a death war against them, but they have all been crushed by the powerful Black Blood Temple, and they have no power to fight back.

The two stood on the stage and stared at each other for a moment, but they didn't say a word, and went straight to war.

"A furious mountain and river!"

Ye Dingtian raised his hand and slapped it out, and the palm wind was like a mountain and a tsunami, shaking the sky and the earth.

"Broken!"

Mo Ye's palms were full of green and black blood, and the same palm blasted out, scattering Ye Dingtian's palm prints, and there was no winner under one move.

"Ye Dingtian, this time, you are no longer my opponent!"

Mo Xie Yin laughed, his body rose violently, and rushed towards Ye Dingtian.

When the body was storming, the black air on the body swirled, and clouds of black mist continued to erupt out, gathering towards Ye Dingtian in all directions.

In the blink of an eye, a full nine groups of one-person-high black air masses formed a circle, surrounding Ye Dingtian in the middle, Mo Xie's body, the true qi surged, and a ball of blood light suddenly appeared, raising his hand and blasting out with a palm.

"Bloody Thousand Slaughter Palms!"

When the blood-black palm print burst out, a strange scene appeared, the nine black mist that surrounded Ye Dingtian actually burst out with Mo Ye's palm, and at the same time, from his own black mist, a completely identical blood-black palm print also rushed out.

Together with Mo Ye's palm prints, they were shot from ten different directions towards Ye Dingtian in the center.

Ten palm prints, the same yin wind gusts, blood and qi soaring....it is difficult to distinguish the authenticity!

"What!?"

Seeing this scene, Ye Dingtian's face changed greatly, and under the sweep of his gaze, he found that these ten palm prints had no flaws.

Sou!

Ye Dingtian didn't dare to take it hard, his feet stepped on it heavily, and he jumped up suddenly, and when he took off, his body flipped, and his palms burst out continuously.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

In an instant, three blood-black palm prints were blasted apart by Ye Dingtian's palm prints.

"Fake....!?" Ye Dingtian's face was stunned.

In the next moment, the remaining seven blood-black palm prints did not stop, and between flashes, they kept changing directions and rushed towards Ye Dingtian in mid-air.

Ye Dingtian was in mid-air, his brows were slightly furrowed, among the ten palm prints, only one should be true, all of them were illusory, without the slightest power.

The vision of true qi is nothing more than a martial art to confuse the opponent.

Call! Call! Call!

The blood-red palm prints rushed violently, and the power was shocking, and suddenly it was divided, and once again from all directions, it surrounded Ye Dingtian in mid-air, not giving him any room to dodge.

Seeing this, Ye Dingtian was shocked, and several palm prints that were exactly one seal, regardless of his eyes and divine sense, could not detect the difference.

At this time, Ye Dingtian had no way to distinguish which one was true and which one was false.

Drink! Drink!

In a hurry, Ye Dingtian could only urge the true qi, and his palms slapped continuously, blasting towards the two blood-red palm prints in it.

At the same time, Ye Dingtian did not hesitate to swell most of his true qi out of his body, forming an incomparably thick body protective true qi in case of accidents.

The two blood-red palm prints that were hit by Ye Dingtian's bombardment were instantly shattered, turning into a waterfall and dissipating the void.

These two are also illusory, not the real palm print, and this time, they still hit the wrong target.

Rumble!

At this time, the remaining five palm prints had already rushed in front of Ye Dingtian's body, and they slammed firmly on his body protection true qi, four air currents, and a true qi exploded violently, it was the real palm print.

Touch!

The body protection true qi resisted a palm, Ye Dingtian snorted, his body shook wildly, and at the same time, the body protection true qi outside the body exploded and disappeared without a trace.

The powerful force of the shock instantly impacted Ye Dingtian's body, causing his whole body to be chaotic, and the blood surging upwards and overflowing the corners of his mouth.

"Ye Dingtian, you're doomed!"

Mo Ye was hidden in the black qi, and with nine black mist exactly like himself, he suddenly rushed towards Ye Dingtian.

"Humph! Want to beat me? Dream! ”

Hearing this, Ye Dingtian snorted coldly, his figure flashed, his palms flew, and the mighty palm prints kept slapping towards Mo Ye.

This time, Ye Dingtian directly attacked those black mist gas masses first, and under the bombardment of his domineering palm prints, several black mist clouds instantly exploded, turned into black gas, and dissolved and scattered.

However, at the same time as these few black mist dissipated, Mo Xie Yin laughed a few times, his body shook slightly, and several more black mist rushed out and filled up.

In this way, with these nine black mists, Mo Ye instantly suppressed Ye Dingtian.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

On the battle platform, the palm prints flew, the figure flashed, and under the howling wind, there were clouds of black mist everywhere that were breaking down, but when the black mist dispersed, there was no Mo Ye figure at all.