God-level copy system

Before I knew it, another 10 minutes passed.

The top [-] promotion competition is still going on in an orderly manner.

At this time, many people have already experienced several duels, and the luck entwined around them is condensed, and they can't even maintain the snake shape, and they are eliminated.

There are also some people who are also on the verge of elimination.

Only the small and half warriors are relatively stable.

The progress of this promotion match is quite fast.

But in the six arenas, so far, there has been no strong collision.

Don't talk about the top ten, even the top twenty battles, there are no battles.

Obviously, there is still a set of corresponding rules for assigning opponents in this ancient martial arts arena.

Not long after, Lin Xuan's entry token trembled again.

It's time for him to play again.

But this time, Lin Xuan's opponent was no longer ordinary.

It is near the No. 30 ring, one of the stronger contestants, Zhang Wencheng, No. [-] and No. [-] in the last Xuanyuan Ranking.

His cultivation base is also not low, reaching the ninth level of the Lingyuan Realm.

Not at the peak, but not far off.

Not long after, the two came to the ring, facing each other from afar.

As for Lin Xuan and Zhang Wencheng, they are both powerful fighters near the No. [-] ring, and they are expected to be at the top of the Xuanyuan list.

The duel between the two naturally attracted the attention of all warriors near the No. [-] ring.

Even around the rest of the arena, there are many warriors who cast their gazes over.

on the ring.

"Lin Xuan, your aptitude is indeed very strong, I am not as good as you!

I just don't know if your strength is worthy of your eighth-level aptitude! "

Zhang Wencheng looked at Lin Xuan and said coldly.

"Whether you deserve it or not, I don't need you to care about it.

On the contrary, your Luck Condensation is good, if I devour it, you should be able to enter the top [-]. "

Lin Xuan looked at Zhang Wencheng's silver luck dragon and said calmly.

As for the opponent's attribute panel, he has also seen it.

Slightly stronger than Luo Qichen.

But nothing worth copying either.

"So arrogant!"

Zhang Wencheng looked at Lin Xuan's indifferent expression, and when he heard this, a bit of anger welled up on his face:

"Boy, I want to see, what ability do you have, dare to speak like that?!"

Zhang Wencheng shouted angrily.

That's it.

"Triple Wave Palm!"

Zhang Wencheng shouted in a low voice, and blasted out three palms in succession.

Three layers of blue water ripples emerged, condensing into a huge palm print several feet in size, like a door panel, crushing towards Lin Xuan.

There are also major artistic conceptions such as the artistic conception of water, which are also activated accordingly.

Wherever it went, the air became moist and began to drip with rain.

The sky also became dark.

With one's own power, change the local celestial phenomenon.

This is the power of a warrior.

The power of this palm is so strong that even the ordinary late Lingyuan Realm, eighth or ninth floor, cannot take it.

It may even be killed in seconds.

Lin Xuan looked indifferent, pointing out.

"Small star!"

In an instant, a starburst suddenly appeared, swept across the void, and landed on the water wave palm print like a door panel.

Hurala!

In an instant, the palm prints of the water waves shattered and turned into countless streams of water, which overflowed to the surroundings.

"It's really strong!"

Zhang Wencheng's expression froze, and he blasted out with several palms:

"Then give me three more palms!"

"Nine levels of water element falling into the palm of the sky!"

Nine palms came out in succession and merged into one. The infinite water waves condensed and turned into a huge palm print of pure black with a size of ten meters.

The artistic conception of water and other major artistic conceptions have also been upgraded again.

The power of the huge black palm print skyrocketed, more than several times stronger than the previous palm.

The entire arena also seemed to become dim and moist because of this huge black palm print.

You can see its power.

It is impossible for ordinary people at the peak of the Lingyuan realm to receive this palm.

Seeing this, all the warriors around were shocked.

He has a clearer understanding of the strength of the top Tianjiao in the Xuanyuan list.

And on the east stand, the Mingchang royal family area.

Everyone in Liuyunzong was shocked when they saw such a scene.

No one among them could take such a powerful palm.

I don't know if Lin Xuan can handle it.

Even Nie Xiong, who knew that Lin Xuan was talented and not weak, and who had a lot of confidence in Lin Xuan, looked frozen.

There is no absolute certainty.

We can only see Lin Xuan's next performance.

And in the ring.

Lin Xuan shook his head:

"Weak! Too weak!"

"Point to the star!"

It's still the same martial art as before.

A starburst flew out, and the light was even brighter, using a little more spiritual energy.

In an instant, the starlight seemed to penetrate the void.

It landed on the huge black palm print.

Whoa!

In an instant, that huge black palm print collapsed.

It turned into countless streams of water and escaped.

It seems that there is no resistance at all.

But that starlight did not detract in the slightest, and continued to blast towards Zhang Wencheng.

"How is it possible?! How could you be so strong?!"

Zhang Wencheng's complexion changed drastically, his heart was shaken, and he felt a big threat coming.

He hurriedly got up, trying to dodge.

But it was too late.

The star has already fallen.

Tear!

Zhang Wencheng's body-protecting spiritual energy was torn apart in an instant.

Zhang Wencheng also flew upside down hundreds of meters away as if being hit by a shell, and fell under the ring.

His body was covered in blood, his clothes were torn, and he was in such a mess that he was already defeated.

Seeing this, the martial artists around were all shocked and shocked.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Wencheng, who was in the top 30 of the previous Xuanyuan Ranking and No. [-], was defeated by a newcomer, Lin Xuan.

Still lost so fast.

It seems that the two sides are not at the same level.

There was also a commotion on the field.

"Damn it, Lin Xuan's aptitude has reached the eighth level, and his strength is so strong?!"

"Even Zhang Wencheng was defeated by two moves, this strength is too strong, right?"

"It is estimated that it is not impossible to enter the top [-] or even the top [-] of the Xuanyuan list, right?"

"As expected of an eighth-level aptitude, it is far from being comparable to ordinary Tianjiao!"

"This Lin Xuan is really a big dark horse!"

"..."

All the warriors around were discussing and exclaiming endlessly.

I was shocked by Lin Xuan's strength.

That Zhang Wencheng was No. 30 and No. [-] in the previous Xuanyuan Ranking. His combat power was so strong that he had been defeated many times before reaching the peak of the Spiritual Yuan Realm.

But at this moment, under Lin Xuan's command, the two moves were defeated.

Moreover, Lin Xuan is only at the eighth level of the Spiritual Origin Realm, one level lower than Zhang Wencheng's.

It also shows that Lin Xuan's strength is tyrannical, far from being comparable to them.

It made everyone shocked.

With such combat power, it is estimated that there is no small possibility of reaching the top [-], or even the top [-] of the Xuanyuan list.

It made everyone feel very emotional.

Under the No. [-] ring, among the rest of the participating warriors, there are only a few warriors who are ranked in the top [-] and top [-] of the Xuanyuan Ranking, and they still have combat power.

But his face was also solemn, and he was no longer sure of winning.

The rest of the people couldn't even raise the thought of confrontation.