Nine Star Hegemony Technique

Chapter 1112 Amazing Strength

On the opposite side, Zhentian Fazong made an insulting move, and the disciples of Xuantian Daozong couldn't help being furious. This was too arrogant, but only the Dragon Blood Legion fought back.

"Brush brush..."

More than 6000 hands were stretched out in unison, with their fists facing upwards and a middle finger raised high. Their movements were uniform and very imposing.

The face of the disciples of Zhentian Fazong on the opposite side suddenly became extremely ugly. They did not expect that the disciples of Xuantian Daozong were so rough and made such obscene actions.

"Wan'er, you silly girl, put your hands down quickly, you're a girl..." Qingyu sat beside Wan'er, seeing that Wan'er followed suit, she hastily pulled Wan'er's hand down.

Tang Wan'er didn't know what this gesture meant at all, seeing everyone doing it, she followed suit, and now being pulled by Qingyu, she couldn't help being a little dazed.

"Whoosh..."

Suddenly countless figures flew into the arena, they were the elders of Xuantian Dao Sect, and even the courtyard masters and pavilion masters also appeared.

However, they appeared at the other end of the arena, which was the referee's seat. Following the arrival of the crowd, two figures appeared, it was Lord Xuanzhu and Ma Xingkong.

After the two appeared, the audience was completely silent. Lord Xuanzhu glanced at the ring and said: "It is still the old rule, nine matches, five winners win, Master Faxuan is a guest, as for the specific details, do you need any revisions?"

Ma Xingkong glanced at the disciples of Xuantian Daozong, and then smiled slightly: "There is nothing that needs to be revised, but my disciples of the Heaven Suppressing Fazong have just broken through the platform casting stage not long ago, so they may attack hard. Disciples of the noble sect, I hope that the friendship between the two sects will not be affected."

The old guy was ruthless enough, a sarcasm appeared on the corner of Long Chen's mouth, he was leaving a way out for himself, blocking Lord Xuanzhu with words.

For a while, the disciples of Fazong suppressed Heaven and humiliated the disciples of Daozong, Master Xuanzhu couldn't say anything. If he showed anger, it would be even more disrespectful.

"What kind of enmity is there between the two sects? Why are they pressing Xuantian Daozong so hard?" Long Chen murmured in his heart. I am afraid that there is a secret between Zhentian Fazong and Xuantian Daozong that Long Chen does not know.

And in the face of the aggressiveness of Zhentian Fazong, why did Xuantian Daozong hold back?For such a huge sect to be bullied by others, this is too useless.

"It doesn't matter, they are all young people, they are proud and arrogant, and it is not a bad thing to suffer a little loss, let the children go and compare." Lord Xuanzhu seemed to have not heard the trap in Ma Xing's empty words, and smiled faintly.

Ma Xingkong turned his head and shouted coldly to the disciples of Zhentian Fazong: "Did you hear that, Lord Xuanzhu said, let's go and compare, we came all the way, just to learn from each other, learn from each other, and make progress together, you are not allowed to be perfunctory Don't hide your secrets when you're done, you have to show your true skills, understand?"

A fifth-rank Skywalker disciple of the Heaven-Suppressing Fazong said with some embarrassment: "But if the disciples attack with all their strength, they will not be able to send and receive freely. It would be bad if they were injured, maimed, or killed."

When the fifth-rank Skywalker disciples spoke, their eyes swept across Hua Shiyu, Hu Guishan, Fan Song and other fifth-rank Skywalker disciples, and their eyes were full of contempt. an insult.

"court death"

Fan Song was furious, being so humiliated by others, his killing intent soared, especially being humiliated by a group of people who looked thin and could be killed with a single punch, which made people even more angry.

"This..." Ma Xingkong was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer, and then looked at Lord Xuanzhu.

"The arena is like a battlefield, fists and feet have no eyes, life and death depend on fate, there is no such thing as people paying for their lives.

Moreover, in the arena, as long as the defeated disciple shouts to admit defeat, he will be captured by the formation and teleported outside the arena. If he doesn't want to die, he just needs to admit defeat. "Master Xuanzhu said indifferently.

"Since that's the case, I'm relieved. No matter whether there are casualties or not, I hope it won't affect the friendship between our two sects." Ma Xingkong said with a chuckle.

"Since this is the case, let's start, and the vain rituals will be skipped, and start directly!" Xuanzhu lord said humanely.

"call"

As soon as Lord Xuanzhu's words fell, a disciple of Heaven Suppressing Fazong jumped onto the ring and shouted in a cold voice:

"Luo Fanglin, a disciple of Zhentian Fazong, came to learn the masters of Xuantian Daozong."

After that disciple came to the stage, although his words were well-regulated, the provocation in his eyes was very obvious.

"I'll meet you."

With a yell, Fan Song actually jumped onto the ring. At this time, Fan Song had advanced to the first stage of the casting stage. As soon as he entered the stage, he was like a King Kong, with a tyrannical and terrifying aura.

"Fan Song, a disciple of Xuantian Dao Sect, come here to learn from Your Excellency." Fan Song bowed slightly, and his spiritual energy had already started to work, and he entered a fighting state instantly.

"If you feel that you are invincible, you can admit defeat. Don't lose your life in vain. The competition starts now!"

The master who was in charge of the arena nodded, and with a big wave of his hand, four beams of light rose from all sides of the arena, straight into the void, forming a huge protective shield above the arena.

"die!"

As soon as the master's words fell, Fan Song rushed towards the Tiantian Fazong disciple like a cheetah. Smash it.

All the disciples of Xuantian Daozong couldn't help but feel admiration. They deserved to be the existence of Tianjiao level. In the moment of attack, they aroused the power of harmony of heaven and earth, integration of heaven and earth, and spiritual blood, and their combat power soared to the extreme in an instant.

"boom"

A punch fell, and there was a bang, but to everyone's horror, the disciple of Suppressing Heaven Fazong waved his staff, and a rune shield stood in front of him, blocking Fan Song's terrifying punch.

"what?"

The disciples of Xuantian Daozong were shocked. Fan Song's punch was blocked without reservation.

The rune shield was not big, only three feet in diameter, and the endless runes inside flowed like a vortex, devouring Fan Song's power.

"It's just brute force. If your skills are only like this, you'd better admit defeat and don't be ashamed." The Tianzhen Fazong disciple moved forward with the staff in his hand, propping up the shield and said coldly. It was very relaxed, and he didn't take Fan Song seriously.

The disciples of Xuantian Taoist Sect couldn't help being horrified. Any random disciple from Zhentian Fazong could match Fan Song. Is the gap between the two sides so big?

"What's the situation? You don't even need a seal to trigger a spell. How is this possible?" Guo Ran said in shock.

"This is related to his cane. Specifically, it is related to the crystal nucleus on his staff. His spirit yuan stimulates the energy of the crystal nucleus in the staff, and instantly emits spells." Long Chen said.

Long Chen looked more carefully than anyone else. Those disciples of the Heaven Suppressing Fazong would never leave their canes with their hands. At first, Long Chen was very strange.

Now Long Chen understands that the cane is the condensed body of their cultivation, if they don't have the staff, they are useless.

"Bastard, go to hell!"

While shocked, Fan Song stopped drinking, the veins on his forehead popped up, his arms seemed to be covered with little snakes, and a terrifying force erupted.

"boom"

The power above the fist was like a volcanic eruption, and the rune shield condensed by the disciples of the Heaven Suppressing Fazong was shattered in an instant, and Fan Song's other punch had already smashed down mercilessly.

"call"

Seeing that Fan Song's punch shattered the shield, the disciples of Overlord Hall were about to give a cheer when they suddenly found that the disciple of Tianzheng Fazong was gone. Fan Song's punch was so powerful that it was hit by Take out your own fist for a few steps.

Fan Song was startled, looked up, and saw that the disciple of Tianzhen Fazong had already flown into the air, and there were no wings floating behind him, just standing in the void, looking down at Fan Song.

"You are too weak, if so, then end it!"

The Tianzhen Fazong disciple looked at Fan Song coldly, with a look of disdain on his face, he waved his cane in the air, and runes appeared all over the sky.

"The drifting wind gathers here, condenses in front of me, and serves me..."

As the disciple of the Heaven-Suppressing Fazong waved his cane, more and more runes filled the sky, and at the same time, the endless wind power condensed, the void trembled, the roar continued, and the momentum was terrifying.

"What a pure power of wind!" Tang Wan'er exclaimed. As a strong wind attribute, she is the most sensitive to this kind of energy.

"A strange way of casting spells, using the crystal core runes in the cane as the power, using the spirit element as the guide, combining the power of the soul with the power of heaven and earth, and activating the runes in the crystal core. It is a clever method of casting." Long Chen couldn't help muttering to himself, this was a way he had never seen before.

"...Storm vortex!"

The Heaven Suppressing Fazong disciple sang extremely fast, and as he sang, the wind elements in the world seemed to have heard his call and were driven by him. In an instant, a huge storm vortex came straight to Fan Song to kill.

Fan Song was horrified. He found that he was locked in when the disciple of the Heaven Suppressing Fazong was chanting.

"boom"

To everyone's horror, the huge fist shadow inspired by Fan Song was instantly crushed, and Fan Song was swallowed by the vortex of the storm.

"Puff puff……"

The sound of the flesh being cut by the sharp blade kept ringing, and everyone felt their scalps go numb.

"Roar"

Suddenly, Fan Song let out a roar, and he didn't know what trick he used. The huge storm vortex was shattered, revealing Fan Song's figure.

At this time, a rune on Fan Song's forehead lit up, obviously using the last hole card, driving the power of the original rune, and shattering the storm vortex, but he was covered in blood at this time, with countless wounds, and the blood slowly overflowed.

"careful!"

Suddenly someone exclaimed loudly, but unfortunately the protective cover of the ring cut off the outside sound, Fan Song didn't hear it at all.

Just when Fan Song had just shattered the vortex storm, an arrow of ice stabbed silently from Fan Song's back.

"puff"

The arrow of ice pierced Fan Song's back, and Fan Song's whole body was covered in frost for an instant. At this moment, a beam of light shot straight to the center of Fan Song's eyebrows.

(End of this chapter)