strictlysupreme Chapter 1028 Battle of Martial Kings!
Chapter 1028 Battle of Martial Kings!
Chapter 1028 Battle of Martial Kings!
on the battlefield.
Luo Qingzhou looked at the people of Misty Immortal Sect below the stage, and said, "In the second round, it's still me."
This sentence, how familiar!
At the beginning, it was on the border of Dayan.
He even killed several disciples of Misty Immortal Sect, and he said the same thing.
So now.
After hearing these words, all the senior officials of Misty Immortal Sect clenched their fists.
And those disciples trembled and their faces turned pale.
Zhu Yufeng, who was hiding at the back, turned pale with fright, and began to lower his head and sneak away backwards.
The surroundings gradually quieted down.
Xu Xinghe's gaze also looked down, without urging him.
"good very good!"
At this time, a middle-aged man with disheveled hair from Misty Immortal Sect came out suddenly, looked at the stage with dark eyes and said: "I am afraid that the second round will not be you."
After saying that, he raised his footsteps, and with just one step, he shrunk into inches and walked onto the platform.
"Old man Misty Immortal Sect Hong Jiang, the master of Lintian Peak, only cultivates the physical body, at the early stage of Martial King, he majors in boxing!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful force of qi and blood suddenly permeated the entire platform.
And the bronze-colored skin on his face shone with a metallic luster under the reflection of the rising sun, and even the wide robe could not cover his burly body.
Everyone in the audience suddenly exclaimed.
"It turned out to be the realm of King Wu! What a talent and perseverance it is to be able to cultivate to King Wu in the physical body! Moreover, the cultivation resources consumed are probably many times more than those in the Guiyi realm. Only big sects can afford it."
"I heard that there are only a dozen or so Martial Kings in the entire Kyushu Continent, and most of them belong to the Three Great Immortal Sects. The Misty Immortal Sect is really angry, and even dispatched a Martial King directly, and he is also the master of a peak."
"Hmph, they can only dispatch King Wu. Even the proud Son has been killed by others. What else can they do? If they don't bring out the most powerful one, they will all be killed by that young man." It's over."
"Tsk tsk, I really didn't expect that the majestic Misty Immortal Sect, the Immortal Sect that we didn't even dare to look at at the beginning, was forced to become like this by a young man."
"Speaking of which, it seems that their bad luck started after the person named Yue Yao left, and their brightest moment in the past hundred years also started when that person named Yue Yao turned out to be born. Coincidentally, the person named Yue Yao , who also happens to be from Dayan, who is from the same country as that young man on stage..."
"Hmph, it really is human beings who are doing it, and the sky is watching. My master said at the beginning that the Misty Immortal Sect's treatment of that girl is not like the actions of a Great Immortal Sect, and it will definitely be punished, as expected. "
on the platform.
Xu Xinghe glanced at the middle-aged man in front of him, and smiled faintly: "I didn't expect Master Hong to fight in person."
Hong Jiang looked calm and said: "I don't want to come up to bully the younger, but this young man is too arrogant, killing so many people in my Misty Immortal Sect. I can't say that I should come up and teach him a lesson, let him know some truths."
Then he said again: "Elder Xu, can I go out to fight?"
Xu Xinghe nodded and said: "According to the rules, of course you can. Anyone from Misty Immortal Sect and Dayan can fight."
After finishing speaking, he opened his mouth and announced: "The Misty Immortal Sect vs. Dayan, the second match begins!"
Hong Jiang's eyes turned to the young man opposite, the loose robe on his body suddenly melted away, revealing the strong clothes inside, his burly body and bulging muscles.
A stronger power of Qi and blood suddenly rose from his body.
It's just that the power of qi and blood naturally radiates, and the souls below the Guiyi realm will be afraid to approach them.
"Boy, don't say that the old man bullies the small with the big. The old man can give you three punches first, and after the three punches, the old man will send you on the road!"
Hong Jiang clenched his fists with a calm expression.
Under the stage, everyone in Dayan looked dignified and held their breath.
Luo Qingzhou suddenly took out the pitch-black stick and said, "Then can I use a stick?"
Hong Jiang looked at the stick in his hand, his pupils shrank suddenly, and said with a sneer, "Since you don't want to, then I won't talk nonsense with you! You should know the consequences for killing the person of my Misty Immortal Sect! "
After all, he punched out with a "boom".
A terrifying aura shot towards Luo Qingzhou with a thunderous fist light!
Where the fist light passed, the air suddenly distorted and burned, turning red.
The energy already prepared in Luo Qingzhou's body immediately began to surge and gather towards that pass.
Without avoiding it, he directly raised his fist and greeted him!
"Oh!"
A bang!
He was suddenly shaken, and his whole body was knocked upside down by a huge force, and slammed heavily on the platform mask behind him.
If it wasn't for that mask, he would have already flown out of the battle arena.
King Wu's punch was so terrifying!
Instead of being surprised, Luo Qingzhou was overjoyed, and immediately stabilized the turbulent blood and energy in his body. With a flash of his figure, he clenched his fists and rushed forward.
There was a look of surprise in Hong Jiang's eyes.
There was a big gap between the two, and their strengths could be described as worlds apart, but after the opponent punched him forcefully, they were safe and sound!
This kind of physical defense is no small matter.
"Take another punch from the old man!"
A stern look flashed in his eyes, and he swung his fist, the air in the entire arena suddenly froze, and the light of his fist roared away like a falling meteorite!
"Oh!"
Luo Qingzhou was thrown into the air again.
Murderous intent flashed in Hong Jiang's eyes, his figure flashed, he swept up, and punched him on the head suddenly.
"Zi..."
A white lightning bolt suddenly appeared on Luo Qingzhou's body.
Then he disappeared in place.
Without any hesitation, Hong Jiang's accumulated fist slammed into his back again.
This time, Luo Qingzhou didn't dodge, and immediately greeted him with a punch.
It is as if a person who has been hungry and thirsty for a long time has seen sweet spring water!
"Oh!"
With the impact of both fists, a terrifying force struck.
He flew out again.
"Wow--"
This time, the energy and blood in his body surged, and he suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.
At the same time, the energy in the body, using this power again, rushed towards the pass with a "boom".
Cracks began to appear in the pass.
Luo Qingzhou fell to the ground, before he could wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, the opponent's terrifying fist hit his face again.
"Good come!"
He punched it suddenly, and at the same time, the energy in his body rushed towards the pass again.
"Oh!"
He was kicked out again.
In the body, more cracks appeared on that pass!
He fell heavily to the ground, and immediately stood up from the ground again, with a "wow" in his mouth, and spit out another mouthful of blood.
This time, his head was a little dizzy, and the blood in his body was swaying.
The strength of the opponent is indeed very strong.
Is this the strength of King Wu?
At this moment, he was excited and looked forward to it even more!
hold onto!
He can have it soon!
"The strength of your physical body is indeed somewhat beyond the old man's expectation. It seems that the old man has to use all his strength."
Hong Jiang looked at him indifferently, and black swirls suddenly appeared on his two fists.
The breath of heaven and earth around him rushed towards his fists.
Seeing this, Luo Qingzhou's body flashed with light, revealing a dragon scale armor.
He can no longer use lightning for the time being, because lightning consumes a lot of energy, and at this moment, his physical body needs energy.
almost!
Almost a breakthrough!
As long as he can last two more times!
"boom!"
There was a deafening explosion!
Two huge fists slammed into him suddenly, with a breath of destruction.
Luo Qingzhou still didn't give way, gritted his teeth, and waved his fists to meet him again. Under the reflection of the fist light, his resolute eyes were as bright as stars!
All around the audience, everyone exclaimed.
"This young man... dares to take it hard!"
"This is to be smashed alive!"
And everyone in Dayan tensed their bodies and hearts even more nervously.
Even the baby in Yue Wu's arms suddenly became quiet.
"boom!"
A bang.
Luo Qingzhou was thrown into the air, and when he was flying in mid-air, he suddenly spit out a big mouthful of blood. The protective mask on his body, and even the dragon scale armor, were all torn to pieces.
He slammed into the light shield of the platform behind, was bounced back by the light shield, and fell to the ground in embarrassment, with another mouthful of blood spurting out of his mouth.
But he stood up tremblingly again.
The audience suddenly fell silent.
Hong Jiang's pupils shrank, he clenched his fist, and walked towards him again, the black vortex on his fist spun faster.
At this time, Empress Dayan in the audience suddenly shouted tremblingly: "We, Great Yan, admit defeat!"
"Shh!"
As soon as the words fell, Hong Jiang's figure had already approached Luo Qingzhou, and he punched him in the heart with a "boom"!
Xu Xinghe glanced at the audience, and said calmly: "He can still talk, so he needs to admit defeat."
But at this time, Luo Qingzhou had already been thrown flying by another punch.
"Crack!"
His chest was sunken downwards, and his whole body was like a leaf in a huge wave, swept by the storm of fists and flew towards the platform mask behind, hitting it heavily.
Under the stage, everyone from Misty Immortal Sect showed a happy grin on their faces.
And those disciples finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"This kid is finally going to be beaten to death!"
"Master Hong is really amazing!"
Standing under a big tree at the back, Zhu Yufeng watched the scene on the stage, still not daring to approach, muttering, "He's not dead yet... This is the most dangerous time... Then The kid is despicable and sinister, maybe he's just pretending..."
"Oh!"
Luo Qingzhou fell heavily to the ground, his clothes were already stained red with blood, and he looked like he was dying.
But at this moment, he struggled again and stood up from the ground.
Everyone in the audience was silent.
Hong Jiang's face changed a little.
He clenched his fist, and the black vortex on the fist suddenly began to grow bigger, and a smirk appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Okay! This old man will give you one last punch!"
The breath of heaven and earth around him surged towards his fist again.
Bai Yishan's voice suddenly sounded from the audience: "Feiyang!"
Zhuang Zhiyan also shouted anxiously: "Feiyang, admit defeat quickly! There is still a chance in the future!"
On the battle stage, Xu Xinghe looked at the blood-soaked young man in front of him, and couldn't help but ask, "Can you still talk?"
All around, suddenly fell silent.
On the hillside outside the square.
A snow-white figure stood there, watching this scene quietly, his flawless and beautiful face was still calm and unwavering.
Luo Qingzhou raised his hand, slowly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said, "I'm waiting for him to admit defeat."
When the words came out, everyone was shocked.
Hong Jiang suddenly grinned, and punched out with a fist full of strength, with a deafening roar and a terrifying momentum like a torrent!
"Oh!"
The two fists collided heavily.
But to everyone's disbelief, this time, the boy who was already on the verge of collapse, not only was not blown away by a punch, but also stood there firmly.
The explosion's air waves and terrifying power seemed to be just a breeze, only blowing his clothes and long hair.
With his fists outstretched, he stood in the storm like a rock, motionless.
On the opposite side, Hong Jiang also stretched out his fist, and fixed there, the pupils in his eyes began to shrink.
"boom!"
There was a sudden explosion in Luo Qingzhou's body.
Like a torrent that broke its embankment, it rushed forward!
The turbulent and galloping power rushed into his arm, and then into his fist.
At this moment, the breath in his whole body changed suddenly.
At the same time, the depression in his chest also miraculously healed!
"boom!"
Fist shot burst!
Hong Jiang was shocked and flew out backwards.
He had just landed on the ground when a golden fist with a five-color lightning storm suddenly slammed into his face again.
At the same time, a breath of fear came to his face!
He immediately roared, waved his fists, and went up to meet him, the energy in his body surged out!
"Oh!"
The two fists collided heavily again.
This time, his fist suddenly cracked, and his arm was bent backward because he couldn't bear the huge force. Then, the golden fist brought his fist and smashed heavily on his face!
He was thrown flying.
At the same time, there was a "click" on his cheekbone, and it was smashed to pieces!
Half of his face was sunken.
But before he landed, another fist with flashes of five-colored lightning, carrying a chaotic storm vortex, smashed into his face with a "boom".
"Oh!"
A bang.
Like the sound of a watermelon cracking.
His face, as well as his entire head, were smashed apart and turned into a cloud of blood mist in the dazzling storm of fist light, flying all over the sky.
His headless body fell to the ground in embarrassment.
Blood spurted, muscles twitched.
With the thunder and lightning of the storm, it quickly disappeared after strangling the blood mist that filled the sky.
The body lay on the ground, motionless.
Because he only cultivates the physical body, his weak soul has been wiped out along with his head in the light of fists and lightning.
This is the end.
This Martial King of the Misty Immortal Sect, who had been famous hundreds of years ago, was completely dead!
There was only a headless corpse spraying blood, lying there quietly, still proudly showing off his metallic skin and bulging muscles...
Under the stage, there was a dead silence.
(End of this chapter)