Peerless Martial Soul

The golden light was so bright and dazzling that many disciples could not help but close their eyes.

Everyone couldn't help but sigh.

Sikong Hao still has the qualifications to fight against Yan Zimo!

"I'm afraid he ranks second among the top ten true disciples of the Galaxy Sword Sect."

"What about Chen Feng? I think Chen Feng is stronger."

Many disciples in the stands were discussing fiercely.

However, no matter how they fought, they all seemed to believe that Yan Zimo's number one position was unshakable.

Facing such a huge attack, Yan Zimo still looked normal.

There was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

Totally calm and calm.

"Your strength is indeed good."

"But, it's still impossible to defeat me."

Before he finished speaking, the next moment, a blue pillar of light rose into the sky.

Yan Zimo immediately came forward with his sword.

It seems that he didn’t try his best at all!

The extremely harsh sound of metal and stone rubbing against each other immediately came from the martial arts arena.

The shock made many disciples look pale.

What's more, he couldn't control it and blocked his hearing!

I saw that green sword light, extremely sharp and unparalleled!

It went from bottom to top, heading towards the golden mountains that were approaching, and fought back.

One green and one gold collided in the air and began to stalemate.

No one can do anything to anyone!

However, the outcome of this blow has not yet been determined.

The next moment, the two were fighting together.

High in the sky, the sword light and the golden mountain range were still in a stalemate.

Yan Zimo and Sikong Hao below were already fighting together.

Sikong Hao has always followed a fierce way, whether it is sword skills or boxing skills, they all have a strong aura.

Coupled with his extremely powerful body, he bombarded Yan Zimo all the way.

For a while, even Yan Zimo couldn't resist it!

On the stands, all the disciples were reveling in the excitement.

This is the battle they are looking forward to!

Even though he was sure that Yan Zimo would win, Sikong Hao's performance was too shocking.

In the high platform, the sect leader Luo Xingchen looked at the two people in the martial arts arena and nodded slightly.

"This Sikong Hao is indeed good."

As he said that, he turned to look at Zhongli Yaoqin and smiled in congratulations.

"Your Tianshu Sword Sect has received a treasure."

These words were nothing to Zhongli Yaoqin's ears.

But in Tuoba Hong's confidence, it was simply a naked irony.

This kind of genius originally belonged to their Tianquan Sword Sect!

But they didn't cherish it and gave it to Tianshu Sword Sect in vain!

The sect master's words simply meant something.

Tuoba Hongxin was extremely ugly, and his tone immediately became unpleasant.

"It's good, but it's still far behind Zimo."

From beginning to end, Yan Zimo remained the same handsome and handsome person.

Not even a strand of hair is messy.

He never tried his best!

In the blink of an eye, the time for burning incense has passed.

In the martial arts arena, Sikong Hao had already begun to show signs of fatigue.

But Yan Zimo still smiled slightly.

He held the Tianquan Seven-Star Sword in his hand and spoke calmly.

"Junior Brother Sikong Hao, you are indeed very strong. However, you will still lose."

Yan Zimo had a confident look on his face.

He was very sure that Sikong Hao was completely out of ammunition and food at this time.

As long as he is careful to activate the mysterious furnace, the battle will end in just a cup of tea.

Yan Zimo already knew everything about Sikong Hao.

He and Chen Feng can be considered the same kind of people.

Since he was called out of seclusion, the sect leader told him all the ins and outs.

Then, Yan Zimo began to find people to inquire about the information about Chen Feng and the other five.

Including xinxing, exercise methods, behavioral habits, etc...

Sikong Hao is a bold and straightforward man.

All the moves are simple, crude, and drastic, with no flexibility at all.

It's absolutely impossible for him to win against himself.

Yan Zimo had no doubt about this.

In terms of cultivation, he is now at the third peak of the Ten Directions Cave Heaven Realm.

Coupled with the Heavenly Power Seven-Star Sword in his hand, he is still capable of fighting against a strong man like Xiao Cheng, the fourth cave in the Ten Directions Cave Heaven Realm.

He was the one who stabilized Sikong Hao!

Above the stands, the shouts reached their peak again.

Hearing Yan Zimo's words, Sikong Hao smiled coldly.

"Fuck your mother!"

A cold light suddenly flashed across Yan Zimo's eyes.

He was angry.

"I really can't shed tears until I see the coffin."

The next moment, he burst out with supreme sword intent, and unleashed a murderous aura with all his strength.

The surge was like a roaring mountain and a tsunami, exploding in the martial arts arena.

Head straight towards Sikong Hao!

Buzz!

At this moment, the Great Shura Honglu was finally sacrificed.

The sound of Huanglu's big bell was long and deep, rippling out continuously.

"drink!"

The next moment, Sikong Hao was seen advancing instead of retreating.

He shouted loudly, with a crazy smile on his face, and slapped his palm on the Great Asura Furnace.

The huge furnace flew high into the sky, covering his entire body.

The two of them rushed towards Yan Zimo at the same time!

Extremely fast!

At this time, Yan Zimo was just about to retract his force after wielding the sword with all his strength.

His expression changed slightly, and before he could change his moves, he slapped his palm directly on the Great Asura Furnace.

He actually wanted to resist the top-level magic weapon with his physical body!

At this moment, everyone craned their necks and looked at the two of them.

Some even seemed to be exclaiming.

It seemed to be reminding something loudly.

Yan Zimo was pushed back several steps by the huge momentum.

However, in the last step, he stabilized his figure steadily.

The great Shura Honglu has been controlled by him!

"you lose."

The corners of Yan Zimo's lips raised into a smile again.

At this time, the whole place was completely silent.

Sikong Hao's smiling voice was clearly audible.

"Look carefully at your feet."

"Who lost!"

Yan Zimo's pupils suddenly shrank and he immediately looked down.

At some point, they had reached the edge of the martial arts arena.

The edge of the Great Shura Hong Furnace was stuck within the Dharma Protector Formation.

And he, Yan Zimo, was already standing outside the prescribed venue!

Whether it is an individual competition, a team competition or a challenge competition, there is a default rule.

When one person from both sides left the edge of the martial arts field and walked out of the protective formation.

Or if you voluntarily admit defeat or lose consciousness, you will be judged as a loser!

Everyone present was from the Galaxy Sword Sect, and they were already familiar with this criterion.

No one thought that the most powerful true disciple of the Galaxy Sword Sect would actually be defeated by this standard!

He is the strongest true disciple!

Although he still looked completely undisturbed, Sikong Hao was in a miserable state and his aura was depressed.

The Great Asura Furnace was opened, and Sikong Hao stood up straight with a smile.

"you lose."

No matter how much Yan Zimo didn't want to believe it, on the high platform, the elder who judged the result had loudly announced the result of the game. "The second competition, Tianshu Sword Sect, Sikong Hao won——"