The air waves rolled, but with a chill to the bone.

Except for Wei Ziyi, the rest of the students of Yuyuan Academy were all taken away by Jiaoxi.

Wei Ziyi, who couldn't help but stay to watch the battle, could only protect him behind him.

Because they knew that the emperor must have been watching this place for a long time, they didn't do anything superfluous, but their faces were obviously not good-looking.

Li Shenyuan stood alone on a certain high pavilion.

She faintly heard a murmur.

Turning his head, he saw that the destruction range of Jiang Wang and Lu Jiuke's battle had stopped, and it no longer spread outward.

Apparently it was done by the emperor.

Even if it is only a blockade range, but after all, it is two peak cultivators of bathing and snow, Li Shenyuan thinks that if her words and methods are done as she wants, there must be a lot of consumption, and even direct exhaustion is possible.

The scope of the blockade is not only a blockade, but also the impact of the power of the two major monks all the time.

In the final analysis, Li Shenyuan's cultivation is too weak, and he can't resist the more consuming words and words.

But for the emperor, it was a breeze.

There are wisps of wind in the range of thousands of feet.

There is nothing else in this land of a thousand feet.

The wind seems to be ordinary, but the moment the gravel touches it, it directly becomes powder.

But it didn't hurt Jiang Wang's skin in the slightest.

It's just that the sleeves are a little torn.

There is a scorching breath to protect Jiang Wang, and naturally he also protects his clothes.

Lu Jiuke is also protected by Qi.

His face was still calm, and the slightest wisp of wind suddenly became violent, turning into a sword shadow like a storm, following the direction of Lu Jiuke's sword, and attacking Jiang Wang with a devastating momentum.

Jiang Wang's face was expressionless, and he moved forward with a knife.

The wave of qi wrapped in a bone-chilling chill also hit up.

The raging waves of qi and the straight and furious shadow of the sword were in a state of resistance.

Even if the two sides are protected, in the ultimate confrontation, it is inevitable that the clothes will crumble, and one after another cracks will appear, and even blood will seep out.

Lu Jiuke noticed it and couldn't help frowning slightly.

Jiang Wang was indeed stronger than he expected.

He sensed some kind of vague and divine aura, and the five fingers holding the hilt of the sword moved slightly, and a larger sword qi suddenly burst out, even if there was a blockade of the emperor's words, the sword qi still crossed the entire Yuyuan Academy, but it failed to cause effective damage outside the range of a thousand zhang.

But in other words, it presents a very magnificent view.

Let the Yuyuan commanders who have won thousands of appearances of battle be dumbfounded.

That sword qi did not penetrate Jiang Wang, but shattered into dozens of sword qi in front of Jiang Wang, overflowing, destroying the land of thousands of zhang again, and the scattered sword qi was colorful, making the magnificent scene even better.

Jiang Wang didn't use his physique to resist, even if he had a physique that was slightly better than that of the grandmaster martial arts, he was almost disintegrated by Lu Jiuke's sword, and it was only with the scorching aura of the Divine Kingdom that he could resist it.

Looking down at the torn shirt on his chest, there was no blood, but there was also a trace.

Jiang Wang squinted slightly, and then took four drops of divinity for a total of seven drops of divinity blessings, and when he swung the sword, he instantly wiped out the frenzied sword shadow, and the next moment it was like rain hitting the plantain, and the sword light roared, stretching endlessly, all of which slashed at Lu Jiuke.

Lu Jiuke's performance was actually a little beyond Jiang Wang's expectations.

But to say that the level of Lin Sword God is still much worse.

He used ten drops of divinity in the battle against Zhang Shoufu before, but Jiang Wang could see that Zhang Shoufu did not use all his strength, and from the point of view of his feelings, Lu Jiuke was also not as good as Zhang Shoufu, not to mention that compared with that time, Jiang Wang's cultivation was stronger.

Zhang Shoufu and Lu Jiuke are both peak monks of the bath and snow, and the nutrients they bring are naturally considerable, compared to consuming their strength to a critical point to absorb nutrients, Lu Jiuke's killing intent continues to give the conditions for absorbing nutrients, and under accumulation, it is far better than the nutrients Jiang Wang got from Zhang Shoufu.

This made Jiang Wang more and more courageous.

And as Lu Jiuke consumed, his breath inevitably weakened gradually.

Not every Snow Bath Peak Cultivator could recover Huang Tingqi at an incredible speed like Han Yan.

Although it was a relatively subtle change, except for a few weaker commanders, everyone else quickly sensed the problem.

There was a palm and said in disbelief: "Just now, it was still a court, why did Jiang Wang press half of the Lu Sacrifice Wine in a blink of an eye?" ”

"Although the national teacher has appointed Jiang Wang's weak crown to bathe in snow, his talent is terrifying, and he has shown his cultivation at the peak of bathing and snow in Panmen, but this is too exaggerated, Lu Xijiu entered the peak of bathing and snow twenty years early, and his cultivation is profound, no matter how high Jiang Wang's talent is, it will not be like this?"

"Shouldn't he have improved his cultivation in battle?"

"What a joke!"

Listening to the suspicious discussion of the oracles, the face of the priest was dark.

Jiang Wang entered the realm very quickly, and there are many facts that can prove it, but because of his talent, it seems that he can't say it clearly.

Chang Saijiu can't feel the divinity, but when he recalled that when he was in Kutan, every time he saw Jiang Wang, this son became stronger than the last time he saw him, and there was also a long time between the two dynasties in Panmen, so he couldn't continue to look at Jiang Wang now with the strength at that time.

Even the scene where Jiang Wangchu slashed the demon in front of the god capital did not show a stronger strength than at this moment.

That undoubtedly means that the power to kill more than a dozen demon kings casually is still not Jiang Wang's full strength.

In other words, the current Jiang Wang may not have gone all out.

Otherwise, how can we go from fighting in the chamber to gradually suppressing Lu Jiuke?

It is even more strange why the emperor has not come forward to stop this battle?

If you continue to fight, Lu Jiuke will definitely be defeated!

But Lu Jiuke himself didn't think so.

He admitted that Jiang Wang's strength was much stronger than expected, but that was all.

Regardless of whether the ranking of the top ten of the Great Sui is true or not, he will eventually stand in the tenth position.

How can it be the only way to do this?

With the blockade of the emperor's words, even if the world falls apart, he will be confined to this thousand zhang land, so he doesn't need to have any worries, he can let go of his hands and feet and fight to his heart's content.

Sneered, the sound of the sword qi breaking through the air exploded like a burst of beans, interrupting Jiang Wang's offensive at the same time, he also immediately counterattacked violently.

The sword light and sword shadow are full of thousands of zhang.

even made the figures of Jiang Wang and Lu Jiuke disappear directly, which is difficult to capture.

There are invisible rules on the edge, rippling like raindrops, and the trend is getting more and more intense.

Even if the breath is blocked, the spectators will not be affected, and the picture in front of them alone has also given them a lot of mental impact.

I am afraid that in the next moment, the rule of saying what you say will be broken.

It's not that he doesn't believe in the emperor, but the sword light and sword shadow in front of him are too fierce, and the ripples in the space are too exaggerated, which makes the spectators inevitably increase the pressure and have a strong sense of palpitations.

Even the palms of the palms were trembling in their legs and stomachs.

Even if there was Haoran Qi to protect his body, and there were commanders in front of him, Wei Ziyi's face was pale.

Lu Jiuke's face was cold, and he swung his sword and slashed.

The sound was low, like muffled thunder.

Jiang Wang took a deep breath, took three more drops of divinity, a total of ten drops of divinity, poured them into the Long Night Knife, and smashed them down from top to bottom.

directly smashed the ground in front of him into an abyss, and he couldn't see the bottom.

Billowing magma gushes out.

With the crackling of lightning, it scurried wildly.

Lu Jiuke's expression finally changed slightly, and he raised his sword and pressed down, but he forced the magma back to the ground.

But Jiang Wang's knife swept closer, and with a bang, Lu Jiuke's body was shocked, and he took a few steps back.

The tiger's mouth in his right hand holding the sword was numb, making his face slightly ugly.

But his reaction was not unpleasant, and Huang Tingqi poured into his wrist and immediately shot back.

Jiang Wang, who was still in mid-air, was swept out by this swept sword.

Lu Jiuke stepped out in one step, stood in advance where Jiang Wang's figure fell, exerted all his strength, and smashed out another sword.

There was a muffled thud.

Jiang Wang flew towards the rear again.

Slammed heavily on the invisible barrier on the edge of the thousand feet, and the force of the rebound caused him to fall downward, and then one after another, like a leather ball, bounced around in a range of thousands of feet.

The thud was incessant.

When his strength was obviously weakened, Lu Jiuke swept to the location where Jiang Wang was falling in advance, and the tip of the sword was aimed at Jiang Wang's vital point, stabbing out violently!

Li Shenyuan, who was independent of the high pavilion, subconsciously wanted to make a move.

But with a pop, blood splattered, and the sword body pierced Jiang Wang's left shoulder.

He instantly avoided the vital point, and at a close distance, he restrained Lu Jiuke's actions, so that he didn't have time to react, and two drops of divine blessings, accompanied by a cry, the night wandering god appeared, swooping violently, knocking Lu Jiuke into the ground.

Jiang Wang used his strength to rush up, forcing Lu Jiuke's sword to detach from his left shoulder, bringing up a puddle of blood.

This was followed by underground magma soaring to a height of 100 feet.

Jiang Wang's body was stained with blood, and his face was expressionless and fell on the flat ground.

The spectators were silent.

Lu Sacrificial Wine Dead?

Most people are still unaware of the existence of the Night Wandering God, but they are more concerned about the land sacrifice wine than the Night Wandering God.

In other words, I can't believe that Lu Saijiu will lose to Jiang Wang.

I can't believe that Jiang Wang can kill a sacrificial wine in the Yuyuan Academy!

What about the emperor?

Why didn't he show up?

The eyes of the regular sacrificial wine were shocked.

He wanted to run, but he couldn't do it.

Jiang Wang was staring at the bottom of the magma.

As the magma churned, the Night Wanderer burst out of the ground.

The body suddenly obscured the sky and the sun.

Brilliant divine power suddenly came.

Everyone in the capital can see it.

Ordinary people were terrified and knelt on the ground.

The monks below the bath and snow realm are no different from mortals, and they can't lift their heads.

But the mighty monk just watched, and did nothing.

In Shoufu's mansion, Zhang Shoufu was lying comfortably on a rattan chair, ignoring the night wandering god, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

In the Sacred Guard Pavilion, Ganli stood under the eaves with his hands in his hands, his face solemn.

In the Qingxuan Bureau, Chu Chunqiu's face was a little ugly.

Xiao Jing Military Department, Huang Xiaochao, who was practicing, raised his eyebrows slightly.

In the National Teacher's Mansion, Cao Chonglin indifferently made a move, looked at Han Yan opposite and smiled: "You lost." ”

In the palace, Chen Jinghuai's face was expressionless.

Chen Fudi was shocked.

Chen Chongjin looked surprised.

In the eldest princess's mansion.

The eldest princess holding the book under the pavilion stretched out her hand and gently turned the page, and the nine girls and Shu Ni on the side looked at each other.

The gods are big or small, at this moment, they have different moods, different looks, or indifference.

Yuyuan Academy.

Jiang Wang ignored the people around him, still staring at the abyss underground.

The lava under the abyss churns again.

Lu Jiuke's figure slowly emerged from the ground.