The most powerful villain in fighting

Chapter 103 Eight Star Fighting Saint, Soul Yuantian
All eyes were on the man in white who always had a calm attitude.

The man in white started to move when he heard his name being called, and slowly entered the arena like an ordinary person walking.

There are flaws all over his body, and there is no trace of cultivation at all.

This includes the four demon saints of the soul clan who were peeping in the dark, as well as the soul emperor.

No need to be surprised that there are so many big figures secretly observing this coming-of-age ceremony, their purpose is simple.

The most outstanding genius in the history of the soul clan, does his future look bright?
When Hunfeng's cultivation surpassed Hun Tianchen's, everyone put question marks in their hearts.

The white clothes fluttered, his eyes were cold, and his face was expressionless. The man in white raised his hand and placed it on the astrolabe.

Immediately, before the astrolabe responded.

The astrolabe suddenly squeezed out a crack from the middle, and it split open.

Immediately afterwards, the astrolabe exploded.

It's fried...

Everyone stared at this scene dumbfounded, unable to speak for a long time.

He even forgot, how should Hun Tianchen's bloodline level be calculated?
For a moment, the audience was silent only because of Hun Tianchen's movement, and only the sound of his own heartbeat could be heard.

The elders on the stage looked at each other in blank dismay, looking at the cracked astrolabe, it cracked even before the color light could shine out.

How should this be calculated?
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Wandering in the void of the soul world, Hun Tianchen has long been familiar with the huge soul world, and will not get lost because of it.

Arriving in a dark place, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and a coffin was suspended in the midair.

Hun Tianchen narrowed his eyes slightly, and a pair of different pupils exuded their own light to look at the coffin that was integrated with the surrounding environment. With a slight move of his hand, the same power of luck emerged.

"Soul Yuantian..."

Some kind of mysterious existence in the coffin seemed to have sensed the special power of luck in Hun Tianchen's hands, and the whole coffin began to tremble violently, and then the coffin board was lifted, and an old figure appeared, looking deep into the sky. Taking a breath, the dark eyes cast on Hun Tianchen.

"Junior of the Soul Clan, if you disturb the old man's habitat, you should know what will happen." Hun Yuantian, who has a full eight-star Dou Sheng cultivation base, frowned tightly, and the aura of the strongest group of experts belonging to the Dou Qi Continent was as deep as the ocean , The overwhelming sense of oppression is enough to make Hun Tianchen's bones creak.

Such a familiar pressure made Hun Tianchen miss it very much, he closed his eyes greedily and felt this feeling quietly.

Then, he suddenly opened his eyes, and a golden ancient dragon and a dark purple sky phoenix appeared beside him, surrounded by this world.

The color of the different pupils is more distinct, stepping on the ground of nothingness, holding the power of luck in his hands, and the aura of self-importance on his body pushes away the black clouds like a sky-high sword, and the dark purple-golden light illuminates the world.

"Hun Yuantian, your dearest descendant is about to die at my hands, how do you feel as his ancestor?"

With a wave of his hand, the coming-of-age ceremony that is being held in the clan is revealed without reservation.

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Under the gazes of the elders, their faces were dull, as if they had no soul, and the walking dead man in white stood motionless in the field, as if the astrolabe exploded in his hand was only natural.

There was an uproar among the crowd, and the original silence was broken, and the sound of chirping and chirping resounded non-stop.

Especially Hunfeng, who has a young and handsome face that is all red.

"Brother Tianchen is still amazing, this kind of astrolabe is not strong, but it will shatter when touched by him."

In my heart, I have given up the thought of challenging Hun Tianchen.

With this kind of blood power, it won't be a problem to reach Dou Sheng every minute, right?
The elders on the field felt overwhelmed, the seven-colored Heavenly Emperor pen bestowed with the clan crest in their hands really didn't matter whether they put it down or picked it up.

Suddenly, the man in white seemed to come to life, and his pair of different pupils became extremely agile and bewildering. Regarding this situation, he just looked indifferent.

"I don't need family lines, there's no need to give them to me."

"This..." Hearing Hun Tianchen's request, many elders lost their ability to speak for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

"But, I have a request." The man in white stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes were cold, "I remember that in previous years, the coming-of-age ceremony had the qualification to challenge people at will. This time is definitely no exception."

"According to the rules, I can challenge any member of my family, and it will not be a problem until I die."

"So... Hunfeng, get down."

The soft words were as shocking as stone breaking the sky, making everyone feel very incomprehensible.

"Isn't it? Looking at the situation, isn't the bloodline level of the young patriarch far higher than that of Soul Wind? Why do you want to challenge Soul Wind? Now anyone with a discerning eye can see that Soul Wind has retreated."

"Could it be that the young patriarch wants to make an example of others?"

"Don't be ridiculous, no matter how defiant the young patriarch is, he is now only a six-star Dou Zun, and Hunfeng is now a one-star Dou Sheng. Even a pig understands the gap between them, how dare he?"

"Dare you not be clear, maybe the young patriarch is very sure?"

"Six-star Dou Zun is sure to fight against one-star Dou Sheng? If the young patriarch can win, I will stand upside down and have diarrhea or even eat it, leaving nothing behind."

The others looked at the person who said these words strangely, and praised the real man one after another.

Hunfeng who stayed on the seat was stunned for a while, and then he was ecstatic.

Now that I am a one-star Dou Sheng, I can definitely beat you to death before you fully rise.

So what if the talent is good?Want to know how many days died on the way?
"Since the young patriarch insists so much, then I will naturally not back down." Hunfeng smiled cheerfully, using the power of the fighting saint, teleported to the square, stood in front of the man in white, and looked at his dementing coldness. Mang, once again retreated in his heart.

No, you have to face the psychological shadow of childhood, defeat him, defeat him! ! !
Across the unshakable mountain in my heart!

I am stronger than him now, what excuse do I have to be afraid of him?

Why should I be afraid of him?

Now, it's time for me to take back my childhood revenge, Hun Tianchen!

While roaring in his heart, Hunfeng cupped his fists and said:

"Brother Tianchen, please advise."

The man in white nodded, and then the next second.

He came to Soul Wind at a speed that no one could catch with the naked eye.

Then before Soul Wind fully reacted, he simply raised his leg.

Then it hit Hunfeng heavily.

"Pfft!" Hunfeng lay on the ground uncontrollably, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

He was completely dumbfounded.

Just now it was...

what speed?

Not only that, this scene made it impossible for all viewers to understand.

It is obviously the soul wind of One Star Fighting Saint.

But even the speed of Hun Tianchen, who is only a six-star Dou Zun, can't respond?

Are you scared to death, or...

"Since you wanted to overrule my mind, your fate is not destined to be too miserable. However, you can try to pray..." The man in white's gaze exuded a palpitating coldness.

"Did your ancestors really value you?"

(End of this chapter)