Wanjie supporting role system

Chapter 800
A dazzling silver light erupted from the treasure clothes on the man's body, as if he wanted to block the sword energy, but in an instant, it exploded directly, and the silver light rain swayed out.

The young man from the upper realm raised his head and spurted a mouthful of blood, and flew hundreds of meters away before he managed to stabilize his figure.

There was a sword wound on his neck, and his head was almost beheaded directly.

Zheng Rui withdrew his sword finger, his eyes were warm and calm, and he stood upright with his hands behind his back.The sparrow was silent, deathly silent.

Zheng Rui saw that no matter the monks in the upper realm or the monks in the world, they were all frightened by this mutation and turned into sculptures, all motionless.

"How can there be such a strong existence in the lower realm, what kind of force can cultivate such a strong young man?"

The tone of the youth headed by the Upper Realm was full of disbelief.

"Admit defeat. If it wasn't for that treasure just now, it would have died. In this case, I will spare your life. Let's stop here for today. You can kneel down and kowtow to admit your mistake, and then you can leave." Zheng Rui said lightly, eyes Staring at the leading youth in the upper realm.

"Admit defeat? You spare my life? I kowtow to admit my mistake? Hehe."

The youth from the upper realm suddenly grinned, revealing his white teeth, a ferocious smile on his face, and his eyes were extremely serious.The body began to emit silver light, and the bloody cut on his neck healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Looks like I'm going to have a good time today."

It can be heard that the leading young man in the upper realm is very confident, and it seems that there are some cards and taboos that have not been used.

Suddenly, the cultivator's figure moved, like a silver lightning flash across the sky.

The dead silence was broken, and the night was lit up.

Seeing that silver figure, Zheng Rui approached him quickly, as fast as thunder and as powerful as a rainbow, and it came in the blink of an eye.

There is no magic weapon sacrificed, no mighty magic power, only the purest physical power, but it almost tears the space apart, causing the current in the void to quickly condense into silver lightning bolts as thick as buckets, accompanied by the flying figure , Cracked out wildly.

Landslides and ground cracks, the sky collapses and the earth sinks.

Just relying on the fluctuations caused by the physical body traveling through the space, all the nearby desert mounds and Gobi Desert are being destroyed.

"One of the prehistoric body-refining treasures, the Eight-Thunder Forbidden!"

Ear-piercing exclamations resounded here, and a young genius in the human world recognized the divine art practiced by the youth in the upper world.

Some other geniuses seemed to have heard about the Eight Thunder Taboo, and they all changed their colors in an instant. They seemed to have some confidence in Zheng Rui, but when the Eight Thunder Taboo technique came out, these geniuses were all ashamed and completely desperate.

Zheng Rui frowned when his consciousness caught the voice of the other party. He really felt a very magical law in motion, which can be called extremely powerful, which is completely different from the spells practiced today.

In the eyelids, the silver figure had come close, and with crystal fingers, he used his means to attack Zheng Rui fiercely, and the space continued to explode, as if hundreds of thousands of thunders had exploded.

"Since this is the case, I have to give face."

Zheng Rui said indifferently, and then stepped out, the mysterious and mysterious steps were imprinted in the void, his figure moved in an instant, causing a terrifying fist mark to pass by.

If it was any other genius, even if he could avoid the first punch, he would be instantly killed by the second punch.

Zheng Rui's face was calm, and his black hair was dancing, making the second punch that arrived almost at the same time cross his body again.

The loud explosions in the sky came one after another, densely packed, and deafening.

Zheng Rui used the mysterious steps of Yujian Nine Jue, shuttling through the void, so that the terrifying fist marks couldn't touch his body at all.

Like a terrifying prehistoric beast roaring, the young man led by the upper realm made a series of fierce attacks, but without any success, he raised his fist power again without hesitation.

Zheng Rui followed him like a shadow, neither far nor near, always standing in front of the youth in the upper realm.

The two figures moved almost at the same time, flying rapidly over the endless Gobi desert, the rain was like a waterfall, the sky was dark, the two figures were like lightning, and like two brilliant extraterrestrial comets, chasing each other.

Wherever they passed, the ground cracked and the sky collapsed, and the powerful fluctuations caused the desert to set off layers of violent sand and mud like huge waves, and the scene was terrifying.

The silver thunder of the monk's body in the upper realm shone, his light flickered, and crackled, and it was connected with the lightning in the dark clouds above the sky, and his power became even more terrifying several times.

Zheng Rui's tall and straight body was shrouded in brilliant light, and he shuttled through the void, avoiding terrifying attacks one after another.

"My God, there is such a terrifying body refining technique in this world?!"

"One of the prehistoric treasures, the Eight Thunder Forbidden is really powerful. Is there really something that can resist it in the Xuanzhao Realm?"

"Zheng Rui has been avoiding and did not dare to attack at all. Obviously he also knows that once he touches such a fist mark, he will be killed instantly!"

"But Zheng Rui is indeed extraordinary. He has such a mysterious method to avoid crisis after crisis. It's a pity that if you stick to it for a long time, you will lose."

"Zheng Rui is my top genius in the human world. Could it be that he is doomed to die here today? If even he is defeated, can the human world still find an existence that can stand shoulder to shoulder with that person from the upper world?"

The distant voices of the monks in the human world were horrified, and they were all frightened by the magic skills of the youths from the upper world. Their pale faces were full of indescribable fear.

Some timid people have already started to flee, they dare not stay, they are scared to death.

Roar!
The young man from the upper realm became more and more courageous in his killing. Silver lightning bolts thicker than buckets erupted from his body. He slashed and fought wildly, and rushed towards Zheng Rui crazily following fist marks.

"Monk from the lower realm, you are indeed strong and can survive until now. But now everything is coming to an end."

"Eight Thunder Fist!"

In Zheng Rui's eyes, the youth from the upper realm raised his head to the sky and screamed, and the power fluctuations emanating from his body increased several times in an instant.

At the same time, the silver current on his body climbed up the limbs and head of the youth from the upper realm along a mysterious route.

This person's eyes are soaring, the silver light is blazing, and the two silver light beams almost shoot through the sky.

Every punch and every kick of the opponent, when sweeping out, there is a lightning thicker than a water tank, and it strikes madly,
A vortex of wind and cloud appeared above the sky, and thunder and lightning condensed out, continuously falling down, and seemed to be connected with the Eight Thunder Furious Fist of the youth from the upper realm, the scene was extremely terrifying.

Finally, Zheng Rui's figure was submerged by lightning.

In the dark and rainy night, the endless Gobi desert was illuminated by the terrible lightning.

"Zheng Rui is going to die!"

"Defeated, lost, Zheng Rui, a genius in the world, lost."

"The Eight Thunder Forbidden is too powerful, and it was cast by a genius monk from the upper realm. Who can resist it at the Xuanzhao Realm?"

The monks in the human world could barely maintain their composure at first, but now they all showed signs of panic, and more monks began to flee in a panic, terrified all day long.

"Being hit by me, Zheng Rui, a monk like you, is absolutely irresistible."

"You can't hear what I said anymore, because you have been wiped out, and even the magic weapon will be melted into a piece of rotten iron."

Apparently the young man headed by the Upper Realm also felt great pressure during the battle. Seeing that Zheng Rui was finally hit at this moment, it can be said that he was greatly relieved.

But in the next moment, the pupils of this genius young man from the upper realm constricted, and his face changed suddenly, while the other monks from the upper realm and the monks from the human realm all showed disbelief and were stunned.

Amidst the terrifying light of thunder and lightning, a powerful figure stepped out.

Zheng Rui felt that his body was sore and numb, and he was quite comfortable. He deliberately caught the lightning and hit him just now, wanting to see what level his physical body is now.

At this moment, he was a little disappointed to see that his clothes were intact and not a single hair had fallen out.

Zheng Rui's gentle eyes swept over the young man from the upper realm, and seeing the face of the other party changed drastically, he said indifferently: "It's been my turn since you've been out for so long, right?"

(End of this chapter)