Yao Zhao has been scorched, the catastrophe, this is the catastrophe, the problem is that I will cross the catastrophe of Tonghu, what is the reason?

The last muffled thunder resounded through the sky, and the electric light then fell, which is the characteristic of the thunderstorm. But this thunderstorm had turned from gold to vermilion, like a drizzle of rain falling from the sky, hitting the top of Tong Hu's armor helmet.

The princess of the Law God got up and stared, it was really Emperor Wu Lei! The last thunder light struck, the thunder was extremely loud, but the electric light was very weak, as if it was ordered by the heavens to tap on her forehead.

Tong Hu's Xuanjia lit up under the last thunderbolt, and the color of the ordinary Xuanjia was instantly plated with a layer of rose gold, achieving its final form.

A purple-red karmic fire lit up across Tong Hu's shoulders and behind his head, burning along with the rings that had been cast on the Xuanjia. There are nine tiny pores on the ring, and the karmic fire in each hole is condensed into a purple-red fire cluster, which is very magnificent and majestic. Tong Hu's face was hidden behind the visor of the Xuanjia helmet, which was the shape of the Martial God mask. The shape of the armor is powerful and elegant, full of powerful beauty, and it looks fierce and smart.

Someone exclaimed: "It's the Xuanjia shape of Emperor Tianwu!"

Many people can see that the shape of this Xuanjia is very similar to the shape of the Xuanjia in the statue of Emperor Tianwu, and it has been processed to a large extent on the basis of retro, but the outline and charm are not wrong, full of the domineering spirit of Emperor Tianwu, exquisite.

In the stands of Wuji Gate, Tianlong let out a low howl in his throat: "This is what Tong Hu said that it would be better to strengthen the Zhengang battle armor with Xuanjia, damn it, he won't give it to us, he will use it himself!"

Huang Ji said a fair word: "He has to try it himself, right?

Once the casting and tribulation were completed, Tong Hu snorted coldly at Yao Zhao, raised his chin disdainfully, looked at Yao Zhao, and pursed his lips. Shook his head.

The meaning is very obvious, that is, this suit of yours is too ugly!

Not many people paid attention before, because Yao Zhao's angry suit shone with golden light, like a surging flame. Now that Yao Zhao has been slashed by Emperor Wu's thunder, the appearance of the angry suit can be seen more clearly, except for the outline, there is nothing but the outline, there is no transition, there are no neat lines, there is no slightest pattern, and some are just similar to the outline of Yao Zhao's original Xuanjia.

Yao Zhao was furious in Tong Hu's disdainful gaze, shattering the angry battle suit on his body. Condense it again with true qi. This time it was not as angry as the first time, and the raging karmic anger around him quickly condensed into a battle suit, and this time it has been greatly improved, and the appearance and details are a lot more pleasing to the eye.

As soon as Yao Zhao opened his eyes, Tong Hu was gently rubbing the huge crystal clear gems on the Xuanjia with his fingers, and he took a breath, wrapped a silk handkerchief around his fingers, and gently wiped the dust that had never existed at all. This expression is clearly to say again, brother. My armor can be set with precious stones, can yours?

I don't know how many warriors around are going crazy, what a big gem! Many girls have already let out uncontrollable screams! Some people often say that the gems on the Xuanjia in the portraits and sculptures of Emperor Tianwu are too big, where is it possible to be so big in reality. But now the gems on Tong Hu's body are the size of fists!

Yao Zhao no longer wants to communicate with Tong Hu in any form. With a roar, he swung his knife at him.

Tong Hu pouted, look at you, if you are not handsome enough, you will cut people. You should kill those who are more handsome than you. Can you be the most handsome?

He withdrew the Thunder Light Sword in his hand and struggled to hold Yao Zhao's sword, and his speed and strength did not fall behind in the slightest. The mirage of the arena has shown a five-fold speed difference between inside and out. The movements of the two were still dizzyingly fast.

I saw that Yao Zhao's golden karmic fire was quickly dyed with the same purple red as Tong Hu's karmic fire, and the fire cluster on the fire ring behind Tong Hu seemed to shrink a little, but it would soon recover again. Successfully crossing the tribulation and cultivating the earth immortal has the earthly qi constantly nourishing, and the true qi is continuous, as if Yao Zhao's supernatural power can only have a slight impact on Tong Hu.

Yao Zhao's movements are like a raptor going out to sea, and the sword slashes around Tong Hu like a flower, and Tong Hu is like a tiger standing on a high mountain, holding two sharp swords to steadily receive Yao Zhao's attack.

Yao Zhao suddenly shouted: "Shenwei Qianzhong!" The figure that rose up instantly turned into several ways to surround Tong Hu, and the sword light was purple-red, turning into a thousand horizontal and vertical slashes.

Tong Hu also burst into a shout: "Infinite Hundred Dragons Break!" The twin swords set off the Dao Dao sword wind, and in an instant, it was a storm of sword blades that was not lost to Yao Zhao at all, blocking Yao Zhao's attacks one by one.

The karmic fire on Yao Zhao's body suddenly burned violently, Tong Hu's sword light and sword qi suddenly weakened, and Yao Zhao's sword sword rose with a raging sword fire, cutting Tong Hu's body protection qi with one sword, forcing Tong Hu to retreat so that he was not injured.

Yan Ziyu's voice came from the presiding judge's voice: "Yao Zhao relied on his supernatural powers to absorb Tong Hu's sword qi and inflict it on himself. Tong Hu's sword qi can't hurt Yao Zhao, and Yao Zhao can continue to seize Tong Hu's power. What the hell can Tong Hu do to crack Yao Zhao's supernatural powers?"

More than a million people present all thought to themselves, another fart?

Yao Zhao said coldly: "In front of my angry supernatural powers, even if you are reborn as a martial emperor, you will definitely be defeated." Can you summon another raid?"

Tong Hu was not panicked, and suddenly a palm wind struck, condensing into a purple palm print in the air and hitting Yao Zhao. Yao Zhao raised his palm to block it, slapping Tong Hu's palm wind away, absorbing the true qi, and the karmic fire on his body suddenly showed a touch of purple.

Tong Hu had already unleashed another dark red Netherworld Iron Fist, followed by another Douqi shockwave.

Yao Zhao didn't even block it, and he just carried it down with his body protection qi. Tong Hu's fist wind shook him, and the shockwave only bowed down and took a step back.

Yao Zhao said proudly: "Any attack from you can't hurt me!"

I saw Tong Hu laughing, it will change color, it's so fun! Yaozhao, I know you again, you will change color!

The people in the audience watched Yao Zhao purple, red, green, and yellow under Tong Hu's fist wind for a while, and Yao Zhao's face kept changing color under the reflection of karmic fire, and he was already so angry that the blue tendons on his forehead burst out. Tong Hu didn't seem to feel nervous at all, and played with Yaozhao.

Yao Zhao suddenly took a deep breath, and the chaotic karmic fires of various colors suddenly lit up with golden light, all of which burned into golden flames. Yao Zhao's coercion kept skyrocketing, and his strength skyrocketed again, making his hair appear golden and his pupils were also shining golden.

Yao Zhao roared, and there seemed to be thunder on the ground in the barrier. A tall God of War Law rose from behind Yao Zhao, and slashed at Tong Hu, and the golden sword qi turned into dozens of golden tornado-like blade storms in an instant. The gale in the field shouted, and countless ghost-like soldiers with red eyes turned out with golden light from the sword whirlwind, killing Tong Hu together in the storm of sword blades, slashing and chopping, and the rain of arrows poured into the field like a meteor shower.

The surrounding audience was shocked, even if there was an army of 10,000 people, they would die under this blow. Yao Zhao's strength alone is equivalent to the walking of ten thousand armies.

Yan Ziyu was shocked: "It turns out that Yao Zhao used his divine power to absorb other people's true qi and mana in order to release this terrifying attack!"

In the mirage's vision, a line of big words was slammed: "Ten Thousand Hosts Slaughter Camp!"

Master Forging Yezi cleared his throat and added loudly: "Half of the martial arts of the Broken Army Mountain are actually secret arts, thaumaturgy, and the martial arts that were born from this are also very special. The "True Martial Sacred Breath" created by Huangwu Tianzun is not the same as the martial breath produced by the cultivation of different people, but the divine strategy is very interested in the technique of soul breath, based on the fetters of the comrades, and the Yuan Shen follows the comrades when he dies, and even gathers the power of ten thousand armies in one person. Naturally, the strength of cultivating the True Martial Saint Breath determines the strength of the Soldier Soul to follow. The intensity of Yao Zhao's anger is already at least a hundred soldiers, as the so-called two fists are difficult to defeat four hands, Tong Hu is only afraid of more than one auspicious!"

The people of Wujimen also stared at each other, Tong Hu, you can play it, how good would it be for you to kick Yao Zhao out early? He didn't have a chance to practice any True Martial Saint Breath, and you wouldn't be beaten to the point where you couldn't straighten your waist.

When the crazy light and shadow of the ten thousand soldiers slaughtered the camp dissipated, Tong Hu twisted his body in a very wolf posture and blocked the upper and lower roads with his sword, one crotch, two face, tilting his head, the Xuanjia helmet was crooked, covering half of his face, and the karmic fire on the fire ring behind him was extinguished, leaving only a small light like a candle lingering.

There was silence all around.

The stands of the Ten Thousand Immortals League erupted in laughter from the Fashen Princess, who seemed to be very happy, and shouted, "You deserve it!" (to be continued......