Fighting the Martial Universe

Zhao Ji looked at Yuan Heng with a ugly expression, and did not expect that he would be named.

His strength is indeed one of the best in the Saint-Eastern Realm, but it is not the strongest.

Moreover, Zhao Ji had seen Yuan Heng's strength and had seen it with his own eyes, and Yuan Heng also knew Zhao Ji.

That's why I said what I said just now.

Zhao Ji bit his head and said: "I am not your opponent."

When he said this, he seemed to have taken all his strength away. He really didn't want to fight Yuan Heng, because the opponent was too strong.

Although it was shameful to admit defeat in front of everyone, it was better than being defeated by Yuan Heng.

Sometimes, it is necessary to be self-aware.

Yuan Heng was able to become the second in the "Qingyun Hidden Saints" list, and now he has successfully entered the sacred, his strength is naturally not simple.

However, many of the old saints' faces were dull by his surrender, especially some seniors and old saints in the inner palace, their faces were a bit ugly.

The elder Bai Qian came to the scene as well, frowned, and the son descended without a fight. This was the first time she saw this.

"This Yuan Heng inherited the twin souls, and there is also a divine soul, plus his own talent is not weak, this kind of strength is indeed strong, and among the inner palace saints, the talent can truly be comparable. Only Song Miesheng."

Bai Qiansheng said secretly in his heart.

However, Song Miesheng had already cultivated to the upper realm of the saint, and one step forward was to break through the great saint.

Originally, if Zhang Mofan had the strength to become a saint, it would not be difficult to defeat Yuan Heng.

Regardless of his background or talent, Zhang Mofan was not lost to Yuan Heng.

Unfortunately.....

Thinking of this, Old Sage Bai Qian also sighed: "Xiao Fan, since you can't enter the Holy Land, you can rest assured in the Holy Land of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty."

Song Miesheng was also watching the battle. He was not too angry about Yuan Heng's words. How could he not be frivolous when he was young? Back then, he was also frivolous and didn't put anyone in his eyes.

Later, with the slow practice, this temperament also slowly changed.

When Zhao Ji finished saying this, he could already feel the eyes of the surroundings falling on him one by one.

This feeling is even worse than killing him.

Suddenly, Sage Taihong also opened his mouth and said: "My dear sons, what do you look like? Since my disciple has already given up, he has self-knowledge. Since the other party has swept the holy son of Tianyuan Sacred Palace, his strength is natural. Very tough, do you really have to wait until my apprentice goes up to challenge and is severely injured by Yuan Heng before you are reconciled? This is the way to return to the ruins of the holy palace?"

He naturally couldn't allow others to look at his apprentice with such eyes.

Zhao Ji is his only hope, and he naturally wants to protect him.

Moreover, if those capable saints are not in the ring, what qualifications do they have for his apprentices?

Upon seeing this, Yuan Heng couldn't help but smiled, and said, "Since all the saints want you to play, why don't you come up and compete? We are just communicating, it doesn't matter if we win or lose."

Taihong Sage said: "This saint son, you rely on your own strength and you have to challenge all the saint sons who enter the holy realm in the inner palace of the ruin holy palace. Our holy sons who enter the holy palace in the ruin ruins are not your opponents. Are you satisfied?"

As soon as these words fell, the entire square boiled, and many Saints frowned. This old Taihong Sage spoke like this, destroying the prestige of his Saint Palace.

Before this fight, the elder of his own family admitted that the son of the inner palace of his own sacred palace was not Yuan Heng's opponent.

Old Sage Bai Qian frowned, and said, "Old Sage Taihong, shut up!"

Sage Taihong is trying his best to defend his apprentice. Hearing Bai Qiansheng scolding him, he broke out even more, saying: "Sage Sage Bai Qian, my apprentice Zhao Ji's talent is not top-notch, but in the inner palace It can be regarded as proof that he has few opponents in the Holy Realm. If he really feels that he can defeat Yuan Heng, he will definitely come. Doesn't he even have the right to admit defeat?"

"You saints, have the ability to go on your own."

Zhao Ji felt relieved when he heard Master's words. This holy way communication has nothing to do with him.

Moreover, he did not think that anyone would dare to go up and fight Yuan Heng.

Among the Saints entering the Holy Realm, there are indeed a few Saints whose strength is similar to him, and he does not think that those people will be Yuan Heng's opponents.

"Let me do it!"

Finally, a deep voice resounded, and a woman jumped onto the ring directly from the field, saying: "Guixu Saint Palace Inner Palace Saint Child Tuobalan, enter the Saint Upper Realm Martial Artist."

Many saints were relieved when they saw Tuobalan stepping into the ring.

Tuobalan was also recognized by the inner palace as several of the strongest Saints who had entered the upper realm. However, Zhao Ji's strength might have some moisture, and it was possible that Tuobalan was stronger than Zhao Ji.

Yuan Heng looked at Tuobalan and couldn't help but smiled: "Can you represent the highest level of the Saint Child of the Holy Land of Guixu Saint Palace?"

"No!"

Tuobalan shook her head, very humble, even if she was really that strong, she would not admit it.

Tuobalan's humility and Zhao Ji's arrogance almost formed a sharp contrast.

Tuobalan did not represent all the Saints who entered the Holy Realm. As a result, this Zhao Ji surrendered without fighting, and felt that other people were not Yuan Heng's opponents.

"Tuobalan can truly represent the level of our holy child in the holy realm. In this battle, no matter whether we win or lose, we will not blame him."

Several saints were very satisfied with Tuobalan's promotion.

Winning or losing is not very important to the Son, but very important to the Holy Palace. The Holy Palace is very concerned about fame and honor.

However, this battle cannot be avoided.

The opponent has run to the door~www.wuxiaspot.com~ even if they lose, they have to fight.

"Then I want to see how strong you are."

A nice smile appeared on Yuan Heng's face, holding a profound treasure long sword in his hand, and he was not promoted to a holy treasure.

Seeing this, Tuobalan knew that this was his opportunity. He flipped his hand over, holding a big sword directly in his hand, surrounded by a stigmata.

He directly jumped onto the ring and smashed against Yuan Heng fiercely. With his fierce aura, almost many Saints who entered the Holy Realm felt the oppression.

Huh!

With a wave of Yuan Heng's long sword, he bombarded the huge sacred epee. The long sword, as if possessed by a ghost and god, trembled and oscillated. After a struggle, it flew out directly.

Yuan Heng knew that he was not an opponent when he was competing for weapons. He had just become a holy, and he had not refined his weapons into holy treasures.

His divinity, like catkins fluttering, reached directly behind Tuobalan's body and slashed with a sword.