Heaven-devouring Dragon Emperor

Boom!

The dull roar went straight to the sky, and the violent air waves stirred up the clouds and mist above. Duanmu Yunqi slammed his right palm, and the huge red palm shadow rushed out like the claws of a monster.

"Just like this, you still can't beat me!"

Jiang Tian yelled, the purple light all over his body suddenly shone, and his right hand pointed out again frantically.

rumble!

The void shook violently, and a ray of purple light burst out like lightning, facing the giant red palm with astonishing power.

"Hmph! This trick is almost exhausted, and you still dare to use it. I think you are at the end of your rope, right?"

Seeing Jiang Tian's attack, Duanmu Yunqi laughed wildly, disdainfully.

But the next moment, his writing stopped abruptly!

Boom!

Accompanied by a loud bang, the purple light that Jiang Tian pointed out exploded, together with the red palm print.

"How is it possible?" Duanmu Yunqi's eyes twitched violently, shocked!

Only then did he discover that what Jiang Angel did was not the powerful fingering technique as before, but another more powerful technique.

There is obviously a strong sword intent in the purple light, and after the explosion, not only the power remains unchanged, but even more violent!

Chi Chi Chi Chi!

The ear-piercing sword whistles kept ringing, and the red palm print was forcibly twisted into pieces, shattered inch by inch, but its own power was not exhausted and dissipated in mid-air.

"Hiss! Three strokes and nine breaths!"

"Jiang Tian has created a miracle!"

"How can this be?"

Below the arena, Mu Yun, Xuan Peng, Chu Yun and others all jumped out of the corners of their eyes in shock!

Huang Yu's brows were wrinkled, his face was gloomy, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

After seeing Jiang Tian's performance, his heart was so furious that he almost thought he was dreaming, but after the rage, he was deeply powerless and depressed!

"No, it's impossible! How could his strength... be so amazing?"

Huang Yu took a deep breath, his chest rose and fell rapidly, and his face changed again and again.

At this moment, although Jiang Tian's performance has not surpassed Lou Qingyan, it is actually not inferior at all.

Even judging from the scenes and results of the confrontation between the two sides, he has actually shown a stronger strength than Lou Qingyan!

This made him feel a little desperate, because with Jiang Tian of this strength, he was simply unable to challenge him.

"Is his aptitude really so heaven-defying?" Huang Yu gritted his teeth and sighed, his face was gloomy, and the idea of ​​looking for an opportunity to teach Jiang Tian a lesson was about to disappear at this moment.

What are you kidding?

In front of Duanmu Yunqi, Jiang Tian was able to recklessly fight three moves without losing, and he didn't even show signs of decline. What qualifications did Huang Yu have to fight against the opponent.

If you really want to do that, wouldn't it be self-defeating?

Huang Yu shook his head and sighed deeply, feeling powerless in his heart.

Although Jiang Tian has not lost yet, he has basically given up and knows that he is far from being an opponent.

As for how many tricks Jiang Tian can last and how long he can last, this is no longer important.

Because the longer Jiang Tian lasted, the more pressure he put on him, and the more he had no confidence to challenge.

"How powerful is he?" Pang Ning slowly raised his head, revealing half of his face that had been buried deep in the messy long hair.

There was a bit of shock in the deep eyes, and a scar that pointed Xu Kuan faintly appeared on the face.

This scar flew obliquely from the corner of the left eye to the end of the nose. It looked a little hideous, and seemed to be some kind of old injury.

After concentrating deeply on Jiang Tian for a moment, he lowered his head again, and the scar gradually disappeared in his messy long hair.

At this moment, Lou Qingyan clenched his hands tightly, clenched his teeth, his eyes flickered, and there was a bit of pain in his brows!

It wasn't that he had been hit hard, but that Jiang Tian's performance had made him understand that his title would definitely be lost.

Even if the competition was terminated immediately, Jiang Tian's strength had clearly overwhelmed him.

Nine breaths, three moves undefeated, no one can compare with this record!

But this contest is not over yet, neither Duanmu Yunqi nor Jiang Tian intends to take the initiative to stop.

The elders of the Zongmen were also looking forward to it, and were aroused by the performance of the two of them.

"Sword intent! This kid's sword skills are so high!"

Duanmu Yunqi's eyes flickered, his face was full of shock!

Even when he saw Jiang Tian defeating Ke Jiu, he didn't care, but now he suddenly discovered that the opponent's strength was far beyond his expectations.

Obviously, ordinary methods are ineffective against Jiang Tian, ​​and it is impossible to defeat him lightly.

Thinking of this, his eyes suddenly flashed fiercely, he raised his arms violently, and both palms were involuntarily thrown out at the same time.

Rumble!

Two huge red palm prints condensed and formed in an instant, scrambling to shoot towards Jiang Tian, ​​and the terrible roar resounded through the square!

Before that, he had been shooting with one palm, but now he switched to using two palms without hesitation, and he had already exerted his full strength.

"It doesn't work for me!"

Jiang Tian shouted angrily, and the purple light all over his body brightened!

The dantian trembled violently, and the thick spiritual power gushed out continuously, and the dazzling purple light lingered indefinitely, as if there was a long purple dragon circling around him endlessly!

Due to the huge amount of spiritual power, his consumption in the previous few competitions was very small, almost negligible.

Under Duanmu Yunqi's strong oppression, a large number of elixirs and natural materials and earth treasures he refined in the early stage were also forcibly stimulated, causing his spiritual power to rise rapidly, and even showed a tendency to increase rather than decrease. The total amount of spiritual power suddenly began to move towards the eighth floor.

Although it is impossible to fill up the total amount of eight floors in a short period of time, it is enough to give him strong support and let him face any challenge!

Boom!

Jiang Tian also pointed his finger, and used the "explosive sword" technique again, two purple rays of light pierced through the air, and hit the opposite giant red palm directly, bursting out with dazzling brilliance!

Amidst the astonishing loud noise, both the red palm and the purple light exploded, and once again launched a frenzied devouring, the astonishing fluctuations of spiritual power bloomed wantonly, shaking the entire square.

This fight was still evenly matched, but the sword intent pervading the void continued unabated, which surprised Duanmu Yunqi even more!

"Damn! How unreasonable!"

Duanmu Yunqi's eyes twitched wildly, he gritted his teeth and shouted angrily.

With his cultivation and strength, it is a great shame that he still can't crush Jiang Tian with all his strength!

He really couldn't understand, how could a junior in the late Chongyang Realm have such monstrous combat power?

"Hiss! Twelve breaths!"

"Four strokes are undefeated!"

"Oh My God!"

After a moment of silence, exclamations sounded from around the arena again.

At the same time, the sect elders in the spectator seats were also shocked!

"Hiss! The old man read it right, Jiang Tian actually fought four tricks with Duanmu Yunqi?"

"The key is not a matter of how many moves, but that the momentum of the two sides is evenly matched. Isn't this too exaggerated?"

"This kid... is incredible!" Hearing the exclamation and admiration from all parties, a flash of light flashed in Duanmu Yunqi's mind, and he suddenly came to his senses!