85_85808There was no applause or screaming in the field, the ending should be like this, there is no suspense and accidents, the name of "Prodigal Son" is not as simple as words, yes, he has absolute strength and proud capital, Chen Su is just a newcomer who has not been here for a long time, and it is reasonable to be defeated.

Chen Su straightened his waist, his fists stretched and contracted, calmly looked at what Li Zhiwei said, and immediately sorted out the details of why he was invincible and why his tricks could be seen through by him.

"Since you've beaten enough and rested enough, isn't it time for me now?" Li Zhiwei's mouth lacked a playful smile, looking at Chen Su as if he was looking at a toy, and he could only be played with in applause at will.

said, without waiting for Chen Su to answer, he stood proudly in the sky, looking at Chen Su condescendingly, and then it was time to show his strength!

"Phantom Twist Legs. ”

Chen Su raised his head and saw a phantom, ever-changing, unfathomable, and the target location was Chen Su's head.

Supporting the ground with his hands, Chen Su's heart was ruthless, regardless of so many arms blocking his head, and suddenly, Chen Su's tendons twitched with a violent push, and he felt a sense of powerlessness.

Again, Li Zhiwei shrank down, flipped into the air, and hooked the golden hook upside down on Chen Su's head with a blow.

With a force on his crotch, he threw it again, and Chen Su's body smashed to the ground like a huge anvil, shaking up bursts of dust, and the clouds fluttering, blocking part of everyone's sight.

Chen Su snorted, raised his sleeves to wipe the blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, his body flashed, and immediately turned into a flowing wind to attack Li Zhiwei, and his strong and violent emotions became more and more irritable.

Inside, Chen Su's sword was in the middle, spinning and stabbing at the latter.

"Drink!"

As Li Zhiwei shouted angrily, the fist infused with Yuan Force slammed into Chen Su's face like smashing steel and iron, and the punch was staggered with Chen Su, and the collision between force and force was extreme.

Relying on the advantage of his body, Li Zhiwei took advantage of Chen Su's untimely reaction, his body disappeared, and a seemingly virtual fist hit Chen Su's head, smashing Chen Su dizzy, Li Zhiwei raised Chen Su in the air with one move with his left hand, pinching to death, and the yuan force in his hand permeated the entire fist. An even more violent punch slammed in, and Chen Su's entire face was suddenly distorted and deformed, his nose was blue and his face was swollen, his breath was short, and he was a little out of breath.

"Lie down for me. ”

Li Zhiwei beat Chen Su like crazy, Chen Su had to resist, and his unyielding emotions supported Chen Su's counterattack again and again, fighting for a long time, Chen Su's appearance was already miserable, but he still refused to admit defeat, so that Li Zhiwei had to admire it again in his heart, what a tenacious will and unyielding soul.

Chen Su is like a plump fat sheep and a bag of sandbags that are bombarded by others, although he has been bombarded again and again, and his body has been hit again and again, but he is more and more excited, the mad demon drives Chen Su to never fall, and when Li Zhiwei's fists are a little sore, he finally began to turn over and start an all-round counterattack.

Li Zhiwei didn't believe in evil, raised his fist that became lackluster purple and gathered into a mountain and squeezed towards Chen Su, Chen Su's whole person trembled, his mouth was sweet, and the "withering" in Chen Su's hand flew up uncontrollably at the same time, drawing a circle on the spot, forming a killing move from the ground that looks like a formation but not like a formation, heaven and earth are for my use, everything is in my hands, Chen Su has no fear of Li Zhiwei's attack.

His body flashed easily, and he naturally avoided Li Zhiwei's attack, and when everyone was stunned, he rushed behind Li Zhiwei again, and a pitch-black broken sword was in his hand, and the power that cut through everything reappeared.

"The wind is at constant speed, powerful in disguise, sword, only fast and unbroken, body, only undefeated, control the power of the wind, I am the messenger, Ling Xuan wields, so that if the heaven and earth are angry, the wind is angry, when the thunder and lightning are the guide, the dark clouds are the aura, the wind rises, the wind and the wind changes!"

Chen Su was like a god of war at the moment, his qi was strong and powerful, his body was intimidating, his hair was open, and his cold eyes forced Li Zhiwei not to dare to look at each other.

"What kind of power is this?"

The oncoming force made Li Zhiwei feel great pressure, and he actually felt the coercion of heaven and earth, which made him have irresistible thoughts, and his face suddenly changed greatly, but at the most important moment, he regained his self-confidence again: "I am called the "prodigal son", how can I lose?"

Chen Su's power tore through everything and rushed towards Li Zhiwei, but Li Zhiwei's strength was rising at the same time, Huo Ran was promoted to a point similar to it, and when he moved, the mountains and rivers changed color, and the entire dueling platform seemed to have become an exclusive world for the two.

When the attack hit, Li Zhiwei popped out a finger, which was mixed with his strength, his perception, and his use of combat skills!

The two attacks collided together, flashing everywhere, as if they were stagnant and confronting each other in mid-air, fighting every second, fighting who was in a hurry first, whose Yuan Li was the first to shackle, and everyone's eyes were attracted together.

Several high-level elites of Rao is sect have a lot of knowledge, and they are also looking at this scene in disbelief at this moment, this kind of battle is really too rare, they have never seen such a strong scene in the realm of cultivators.

There was no wind, no rain, no light, no fog, no noise, and there were only two stalemate figures on the scene, each retreating to the railings on both sides of the dueling platform, and the two were silent, but the wounds on his two bodies told everyone, and the results were about to be revealed, and the winner would be known later.

Breaking the silence, Li Zhiwei spoke up, at this moment he did not have the same disdain as before, and cracks appeared in his clothes.

"Chen Su, I admit that you are very strong, at least in your realm, I can't be the same as you!"

Chen Su was not sullen, but the misery of his body betrayed him, blood vomited wildly, and there was no place to play on his body, if he used one word to describe it, then it would be - blood man!

He was covered in blood, and his mouth was cut open and spreading.

He fought, this time he really tried his best, his two most powerful killing moves, "Zi Feng" and his killing god sword method second style "Wind Jue" two wind martial arts, one was something he had no intention of comprehending, and the other was a ground-level exercise comparable to Dacheng, however, he lost after all!

Once upon a time, he once thought that he was invincible in the same rank, but Li Zhiwei taught him a truth, the loser will be arrogant, the arrogant will be defeated, people have a physical body in the realm of spiritual cultivation, but he can shake the mountains and the earth, what is he?