Venerable Yuan

Roar!

On the messy square, Zhao Jing looked up to the sky and roared. Black light filled his body, making his body look like it was made of black iron and was indestructible.

At this time, Zhao Jing was a living ape demon.

The ferocity and violence were frightening.

At this moment, even Zuoqiu Qingyu and others on the high-rise building showed a hint of nervousness in their eyes. After all, Zhao Jing was really too scary at this time.

Chief Liu Fu of the Ghost Mansion looked at this scene that day, then glanced at Zuoqiu Qingyu, and sneered: "Being able to force out Zhao Jing's ape magic, Zhou Yuan is indeed somewhat capable, but it's a pity... That kind of price may mean losing your life."

The other chiefs present all had solemn expressions on their faces. They knew that if they were to stand in front of Zhao Jing at this moment, it would be difficult to resist him.

The second-ranked chief of the Holy Palace is indeed well-deserved.

boom!

Among the countless solemn gazes, Zhao Jing's violent eyes were directly locked on Zhou Yuan. This time, he did not say any nonsense, but the curvature of the corners of his mouth became more and more ferocious.

"Boom!"

Zhao Jing squatted down slightly, and the next moment, he stamped his feet suddenly.

Huge cracks spread out from under his feet, and his figure, like the ancient ape demon that pounced on the dragon, enveloped Zhou Yuan with a shadow.

"Ape Demon Arm!"

The roar resounded, and black light could be seen spreading on Zhao Jing's right arm, and even black hair grew out. His arm instantly turned into a thick arm of the ape demon.

boom!

With one punch, a huge gap was torn open in the square.

The shadow of that punch directly covered Zhou Yuan.

Extremely fierce.

Facing such a terrifying punch from Zhao Jing, Tang Muxin and others behind them all changed their expressions, and the source energy around their bodies surged, ready to launch a rescue operation.

However, when countless eyes were horrified by Zhao Jing's devastating punch, Zhou Yuan, who was shrouded in shadow, had a calm expression.

The golden light in his eyes was looming.

At this time, there was also a faint golden light spreading on his skin, as if ancient golden lines were formed on the surface of his body.

The drop of golden blood in his heart vibrated violently.

"Boy, kneel down for me!"

Zhao Jing roared loudly and unleashed a devastating punch, finally carrying the storm and pouring down on him.

Zhou Yuan's face was expressionless, and his fingers slowly clenched. Golden light patterns spread from his arms, gradually covering the surface of his fists. An indescribable force surged through his body like a roaring dragon. He had never felt that kind of power before.

The power brought by the Golden Blood Realm also exceeded Zhou Yuan's imagination.

boom!

Under the countless shocked gazes, Zhou Yuan punched out, with the most positive attitude, and collided heavily with Zhao Jing's devastating punch.

"You're just looking for death!" Looking at this scene, countless people shook their heads.

At this time, Zhou Yuan's fist looked quite inconspicuous under Zhao Jing's ape-demon-like punch, so they didn't understand why Zhou Yuan was so stupid and chose the most head-on collision.

But at this time, it was too late to say anything.

I'm afraid that the next moment, Zhou Yuan will be beaten into a pulp, right?

boom!

The moment the two collided, a huge shock wave exploded crazily. All the stone slabs in the entire square were blown away at this time, and the ground layers were continuously chipped away.

The disciples from both the Cangxuan Sect and the Holy Palace retreated one after another.

If the chiefs of all parties hadn't taken action at the same time, I'm afraid the aftermath would have spread and even the entire manor would have been destroyed at this time.

The aftermath gradually subsided, but all eyes were fixed on the center of the square.

The smoke and dust there gradually dispersed.

Two figures appeared in everyone's eyes.

The two people there maintained a fist-fighting posture, and their bodies seemed to have never moved.

"Who won?" Countless eyes were staring at the two figures, with suspicion rising in their eyes, because it seemed impossible to tell the winner from the scene in front of them.

Huo Tian also stared at the field, frowning slightly, also unable to distinguish the situation.

"How is the situation?" asked other chiefs beside him.

Huo Tian said calmly: "Zhao Jing should be the winner. Even I had to use many methods to resist his punch. This Zhou Yuan dares to confront him head-on. He is undoubtedly seeking death."

The other chiefs of the Holy Palace also nodded. They also knew very well how strong Zhao Jing was.

None of them could resist that punch. If Zhou Yuan resisted so hard, he would definitely die.

Tang Muxin and others also watched this scene nervously.

"This idiot, what's the point of confronting Zhao Jing?" Baili Che couldn't help but gritted his teeth and cursed. If Zhou Yuan was hammered to death, it would be Cangxuan Sect who would be embarrassed.

The other chiefs didn't speak, but there was worry in their eyes. On the high-rise building, everyone was holding their breaths. Even Zuoqiu Qingyu's jade hands couldn't help but clenched tightly, and their beautiful eyes were staring down tightly, not daring to move.

The atmosphere in the entire manor seemed to solidify with the two frozen figures in the square.

That kind of stagnation lasted for dozens of breaths.

In the center of the square, Zhou Yuan's eyelids moved slightly. He looked at the tall and strong figure like a demon ape in front of him, and took a long breath, slowly exhaling from his nose.

His body moved first, and his fists were retracted little by little. Then he did not look at Zhao Jing anymore, but passed by Zhao Jing and walked straight towards Tang Muxin and the others.

But Zhao Jing remained motionless.

Countless astonished gazes were fixed on Zhou Yuan.

"Zhao Jing, what are you doing?!" Huo Tian shouted in a deep voice.

Everyone is not clear about the situation at this time.

"Boy, what did you do to him?!" Huo Tian looked at Zhou Yuan with a sinister gaze.

Zhou Yuan stopped and said in a calm voice: "It seems that the physical skills of the Holy Palace and Earth Temple are not as strong as I thought, so what reason do you have to laugh at me, Cangxuan Sect?"

"As for him?"

Zhou Yuan tilted his head slightly, his eyes cold, he stretched out his two fingers, and there was a crisp snap between his fingers, which resounded in the square.

boom!

And at the moment when the fingers were snapped, everyone was horrified to see that Zhao Jing's thick right arm like an ape demon exploded to pieces at this moment!

Blood sprayed all over the sky!

His entire arm was shattered to pieces at this moment!

And Zhao Jing's body also slowly fell upwards to the sky.

Wow!

The entire manor was boiling at this moment, and the countless eyes looking at this place were full of disbelief and horror.

The next moment, all eyes were focused on the young figure with his back to Zhao Jing.

Those eyes were full of shock.

Who would have thought that Zhou Yuan, who seemed to be at an absolute disadvantage in the previous terrifying impact like thunder and fire, would actually be so terrifying. The counterattack of that punch knocked Zhao Jing out like a monkey demon. The arm was smashed to pieces!

How terrifying is that kind of power?

In the manor, the gazes that focused on Zhou Yuan's body gradually showed a hint of fear at this moment.

None of them expected that this new chief of Shengyuan Peak, who was unknown among the seven chiefs of Cangxuan Sect...

It is the most hidden Vajra Shura!