Pain!

The bones of the whole body seemed to be scattered, and the internal organs were shaken, causing a burst of cramping pain inside.

Zhao Zhijian propped his hands on the ground and wanted to get up from the ground, but his throat was fishy, and a stream of liquid gushed out.

Vomit!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, staining the ground of the jasper platform red with crystal clear throughout.

Closing his eyes and recalling the scene of Fang Cai, he was still puzzled.

At that time, Ye Xuan had already punched him hundreds of times, not to mention Ye Xuan, even Zhao Zhijian, who had cultivated to be two orders higher than Ye Xuan, had already consumed fifty percent of his thunder power. Why was the fist of the two knocked away by him as soon as they first touched?

Could it be that his thunder power is stronger than his own, or is he the legendary power of holy thunder?

"This annoying guy!" Zhao Zhijian looked up at Ye Xuan, who was looking at Ye Xuan, who was waiting for the audience to wave and cheer on the high platform, and couldn't help but curse fiercely.

Zhao Zhijian always thought that Ye Xuan was not his opponent at all, but now the ending is the opposite, and the sense of gap is so strong that it makes people sad.

"In that case, let him see his true strength!"

Rumble!

Zhao Zhijian supported the ground with both hands, his body jumped in the air, his body was covered with a dazzling purple light, and purple lightning flew out of the dantian, wrapping around his whole body, his originally dark eyes suddenly turned purple, and the aura of heaven and earth around him was centered on him, spinning at high speed, forming a fierce wind, blowing his long hair fluttering in the air.

"Boss, it's finally time to use your housekeeping skills!"

Xiao Jian looked at Zhao Zhijian with burning eyes, because he had deeply experienced the horror of Zhao Zhijian's fighting state, if the ordinary Zhao Zhijian's cultivation was only in the late stage of spiritual silence, then in the current state of transformation, his attack power would be increased by at least one level, reaching the consummation of spiritual silence, and even the power of the early stage of transforming into a god.

"Senior Brother Zhao, come on, cough..." Zhou Ziyan looked at Zhao Zhijian, who was bathed in purple lightning, like a celestial person, and cheered hard, because she was too excited, she touched the wound for a while, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth.

"Senior Sister Zhou, you have to pay attention to your body, Zhao Zhijian should be able to win, after all, he is a thunderous physique of the Qianye Sect for hundreds of years!"

A girl beside Zhou Ziyan gently patted Zhou Ziyan's back, helped him soothe his body, stopped coughing, and comforted softly.

"Brother Ye Xuan, be careful! Although you vomited blood from that ugly monster, he seems to have come back to life with full blood!" Qin Wanqiu reminded Ye Xuan loudly.

"Don't worry, I'm hitting him!" Ye Xuan glanced back at Zhao Zhijian, who was gathering strength to heal his injuries, and didn't even stop for a second, then turned his head and said to Qin Wanqiu with a smile.

"If you just take advantage of my healing moments, maybe there will be a chance!" Zhao Zhijian changed his words and said: "However, you are now destined to be the losing party!"

The eyes of the two collided in the air, and the air seemed to burn with the incomparably strong fighting intent.

Ye Xuan's face was flat, he quietly looked up at Zhao Zhijian in mid-air, stretched out his right hand, and hooked his finger at Zhao Zhijian!

Provocation!

** Provocation!

If you want to be an opponent of the God of War, you must defeat him in his strongest state!

"Looking for death!" Looking at Ye Xuan's movements, Zhao Zhijian's eyes were slightly condensed, and the green tendons on his head were beating up and down, and he was completely enraged.

Zhao Zhijian's eyes were burning with purple flames, and he walked down, his steps were powerful, his body was glowing, and his purple blood was surging, with every step, his fighting spirit and momentum would rise by one point, which was very oppressive. The corners of his mouth curled up, with a hint of indifference, he stared at Ye Xuan with a downward attitude, and said, "You will never know what it means to be powerful! You are so conceited, I think it is difficult for you to live for a long time, or it will be difficult to live today!"

"I know you're very powerful, I'm only responsible for spitting up blood!" Ye Xuan replied strongly, his words concise, but not lacking in strength.

Zhao Zhijian was bathed in purple lightning, and many purple charms appeared on his body, and this spell overflowed, as if the space could not withstand this powerful pressure, and it shattered in an instant.

A cruel and cold smile flashed on Zhao Zhijian's face, and he said lightly: "Send you on your way!"

"This sentence is also suitable for you!" Ye Xuan spoke, his body glowed with holy light, but the inside was golden, and streams of blazing white lightning that could be seen by the naked eye were rushing around him, and the huge power also caused the collapse of the surrounding space.

"Die!"

Zhao Zhijian shouted, thunder broke out in an instant, the runes were intertwined, the void was dyed purple, his footsteps were calm and forceful, he quickly took nine steps, and the momentum around his body reached its peak, and the purple runes boiled like a storm crashing on the shore, impacting violently in the void.

The right hand suddenly stretched out, instantly turned purple, shining with dazzling light, as if the whole arm was like a purple divine stone, the five fingers were forcefully grasped, and a thunder and lightning roar sounded between the heavens and the earth, and the figure suddenly flashed and disappeared in place.

"Kill!"

Ye Xuan shouted, his hair danced wildly, he changed from static to moving, his temperament changed greatly, like a god of war resurrected, his eyes were sharp and terrifying, and his body was thunderous.

The fist mark on his right hand was incomparably bright, like a sun falling into the world, and his body suddenly flashed, and he also disappeared in place.

Only the elders sitting on the rostrum could see the movements of the two clearly. There were no fancy movements, they were all just mediocre punches, but they all condensed all their cultivation and thunder power in this punch.

One punch to decide the winner!

This is the choice of the two opponents.

"Boom!"

The two collided in the air, the gorgeous light and rain flew, the ultimate punch of the two peerless Tianjiao, so that the heaven and earth were overshadowed, the originally clear sky suddenly darkened, the spell in the sky and the light rain that collided became the only bright light between heaven and earth, and the aura of heaven and earth trembled violently, and they all flowed into his collapsed space.

The shock wave generated by the violent collision of the two powerhouses followed, and in just an instant, it overturned all the hundreds of people in front of the audience, and even dozens of people were directly stunned by this extremely powerful shock wave because of their weak cultivation.

Even the elders sitting on the rostrum showed surprise, and at the moment when the shock wave was about to fall on the rostrum, Lan Wuregret waved his long sleeves lightly and arranged a strong enchantment, so that the shock wave was stopped, and it did not affect the people on the rostrum.

One is a rare thunder Tianjiao for hundreds of years!

One is the Saint Lei Tianjiao, who has not been seen for thousands of years!

Which is stronger and which is weak, this battle is clear!

Rumble!

At the beginning of the contact between the two sides, the white holy light and the purple light respectively occupied half of the sky, and with another violent roar, the purple light experienced a brief trembling, and could no longer resist the suppression of the white holy light, and slowly retreated, until it retreated rapidly.

"Defeated?"

Zhao Zhijian's eyes glanced at Ye Xuan, who was dyed red at the corners of his mouth, and a stream of heat surged up from his lower abdomen, and Zhao Zhijian suddenly coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood.

The purple light faded instantly, and Zhao Zhijian's body was like a kite with a broken string, and he retreated violently, coughing up a mouthful of blood without taking a step back, and fell to the corner of the high platform with a "bang".

One right arm was completely shattered, and only the blood that spilled from the junction between the arm and the shoulder proved that the arm had ever existed.

The light faded, Ye Xuan's body emerged, his body suddenly retreated dozens of steps, and a few mouthfuls of blood spurted out in amazement, instantly dyeing the turquoise ground bright red, the clothes on his entire upper body were completely shattered, and his body was covered with dozens of wounds that kept overflowing blood, his complexion was pale and weak, and his body was shaky.

Zhao Zhijian held his head high with difficulty, and his unwilling eyes stared at Ye Xuan's body, paying attention to whether the perverted guy could stand firmly.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Every time Ye Xuan took a step back, a deep pit exploded on the jade ground under his feet, and his body would make a clicking sound of bones breaking, and finally after taking more than fifty steps back, Ye Xuan stood still, raised his head suddenly, and looked at Zhao Zhijian on the other end with a pair of firm eyes.

"After all, he won!" Zhao Zhijian spurted out a mouthful of blood again the moment he saw Ye Xuan's gaze, his head hit the ground, and he completely fainted.

The duel between the two peerless Tianjiao was also accompanied by Zhao Zhijian's fainting death, and it ended!

The life and death of the different thunder Tianjiao are unknown!

Saint Lei Tianjiao was seriously injured and narrowly won!

It's just that the winner didn't get the cheers and blessings he deserved, and the tens of thousands of people in the square seemed to be imprisoned, and the peace between heaven and earth was terrifying. Someone finally came to their senses, and a hissing and lung-splitting wail resounded through the heavens and the earth.

"Zhijian!" Zhou Ziyan let out a mournful cry like a cuckoo crying blood, her body broke free from the arm of the junior sister next to her, and suddenly flew onto the high platform, holding Zhao Zhijian, who had fainted to death, like crazy, shouting Zhao Zhijian's name frantically.

"You!

After shouting Zhao Zhijian frantically for a while, Zhou Ziyan suddenly turned around, her hair was scattered, her body was glowing with golden light, and one hundred and eight flying swords that flashed with cold light formed a dense sword formation to the extreme, whistling towards Ye Xuan.

She has only one belief now, and that is to kill Ye Xuan and kill this person who dares to hurt her lover!

Zhou Ziyan's sudden blow surprised all expectations, time and space froze again, and everyone looked at the rapidly flying sword with surprise on their faces.

Qin Wanqiu, Chen Hao and others in the audience had already flown up at the fastest time, wanting to stop Zhou Ziyan's crazy move, but the distance between Zhou Ziyan and Ye Xuan was too close, not to mention them, even Lan Wuregret on the rostrum was too late.

"Don't! Don't..." Qin Wanqiu had tears in her eyes, repeating the same sentence frantically in her mouth, her teary eyes full of worry and anger.

Looking at the rapidly flying sword formation, Ye Xuan, who was already seriously injured, no longer had the slightest power to dodge, and even moving his fingers was extremely laborious.

"Are you going to die?"

A thought crossed Ye Xuan's mind, and a trace of unwillingness flashed in his godless eyes.