Supreme Dragon Soul

Chi!

Almost at the same time as Sun Yingyang's voice sounded, the bright sword light had already arrived in front of Sun Chuanwu.

Luo Cheng used the third form of the Sky Meteor Sword Technique, Electrodeath!

This sword technique is slightly less powerful than the fourth Lei Yin style, but its speed is the fastest among the four Tianyun styles.

Sun Chuanwu came to his senses and immediately turned pale with fright and tried his best to dodge.

Poof!

A stunning splash of blood splashed out.

Sun Chuanwu's right hand holding the sword flew out directly with the sword!

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked and looked at everything in disbelief!

If he didn't take action, it would be fine. Once he did, he would hit Sun Chuanwu hard with the power of thunder.

Is this the true strength of the outer disciple of Xuanyuan Sect?

It was a one-sided crushing of Sun Chuanwu!

Most people had the same thought in their hearts at the same time: Is this person really awakening the useless martial spirit?

"Ahhhh! My hand! My hand!!"

On the ring, Sun Chuanwu watched helplessly as his right hand flew out, letting out a shrill cry, and his facial features were twisted together. When he raised his head, his expression suddenly changed.

Luo Cheng has bullied me again!

escape!

Shocked in his heart, Sun Chuanwu turned around and shot quickly outside the ring.

How could Luo Cheng let the other party get what he wanted? He used Shadow Step, and his figure suddenly exploded, appearing in front of Sun Chuanwu in a flash.

"Where else do you want to go?"

Luo Cheng raised his eyelids, his eyes were cold, with strong killing intent, he struck Sun Chuanwu fiercely and swept his leg across the body.

Bang!

Wow!

Sun Chuanwu's body flipped several times in the air, like a broken sack, and landed heavily in the middle of the ring, spraying out a blood arrow!

"Little beast! I'll kill you!!"

Sun Yingyang roared angrily, his vitality exploded, his figure soared into the sky, and he grabbed Luo Cheng with one claw in the air!

Woooooooooo!

The green claws were as strong as a house, making the air billow and make sounds like ghosts crying and wolves howling.

Bang!

Another powerful aura rose up, and the Ninth Elder's domineering aura descended above the arena. He shot his claws to pieces, blocked Sun Yingyang, and said with a cold smile:

"Sun Yingyang, we are still competing, but it is not your turn to intervene!"

"By the way, who just said that if a disciple of Lieyun Sect is killed, there will be no objection!"

After suffering from the cowardice for so long, how could the Ninth Elder let it go now that he had the opportunity? His words were full of sarcasm, and he directly repeated what Sun Yingyang had just said.

Sun Yingyang glared angrily, gritted his teeth and said:

"Get out of here! The outcome of this duel has been decided. It's too late to stop now, otherwise, you will bear the consequences!!"

The Ninth Elder snorted loudly: "What a joke, you can kill my Xuanyuan Sect disciples, but we can't kill your people? If I let you take people away, what kind of face will our Xuanyuan Sect have?"

"Shut up!"

Sun Yingyang said angrily: "Those trash from your Xuanyuan Sect are not worthy to be compared with my son. Whoever dares to touch him again will be punished until death! Get away!"

Seeing Luo Cheng approaching Sun Chuanwu again, Sun Yingyang couldn't bear it any longer, his aura increased again, and he slapped the Ninth Elder with his palm.

boom!

The majestic energy turned into a giant palm, crushing it all the way, and wherever it passed, layers of void exploded!

"How dare you!"

The ninth elder was furious and was about to take action.

Sudden.

Chi!

A golden finger force penetrated through and annihilated the giant palm of vitality.

Elder Wu Shan, who was sitting in the main seat, opened his eyes at some point and said indifferently:

"I just said, no one is allowed to disrupt the game."

Sun Yingyang pointed at Luo Cheng and shouted with a look of disbelief: "Elder Wu Shan, that little beast Luo Cheng is cheating! He is clearly at the peak of the third level of Tongxuan Realm, but he deliberately hides his cultivation. His intentions are to be punished! What's more, The outcome of this duel has been decided..."

snort!

Elder Wu Shan snorted coldly, with cold eyes, "Are you teaching me how to do things?"

puff!

As if struck by lightning, Sun Yingyang spat out a mouthful of blood and retreated continuously.

The people watching the battle were stunned.

Sun Yingyang, the arrogant elder of Lieyun Sect, was so oppressed by one look that he vomited blood!

What strength is this!

It must have surpassed the realm of pulse awareness and reached an unfathomable level!

Sun Yingyang knew that it was useless to say anything now!

Strength is truth and everything!

If the other party wants to kill him, all he has to do is lift his finger!

What's more, he personally agreed to the fight between the two sects, so he had to turn his eyes, stare at Luo Cheng fiercely, and roared:

"Little beast, I advise you to stop here and don't get yourself burned! You can't bear the consequences. Don't bring yourself a life-or-death disaster!"

Sun Chuanwu was lying on the ground with a pale face, covered in blood and dying.

Luo Cheng walked over, stepped on Sun Chuanwu, and looked up at Sun Yingyang:

"You issued a reward to take my life! Now you are trying to persuade me not to get into trouble?"

Sun Yingyang didn't expect Luo Cheng to know about this, his face darkened, and he said coldly:

"You are a smart man, you should know what is enough! If you dare to touch him again, I swear, you will die! Your good-for-nothing father, and your family will all die! You will regret it later!"

"Let me go!"

Sun Chuanwu struggled hard, gritted his teeth and said to Luo Cheng: "Do you want your whole family to be buried with you!"

Sun Chuanwu didn't believe that Luo Cheng dared to kill him, and he had already decided in his heart that after the three sects' martial arts competition was over, Luo Cheng would definitely pay a hundred times a thousand times the price!

This is the consequence of offending him!

"Yeah?"

Luo Cheng looked at Sun Yingyang with serious eyes.

It would have been fine if Sun Yingyang hadn't mentioned his father. When he did, the rage in his heart suddenly erupted like a volcano, and his blood boiled!

"Cut!"

Puff!

With a wave of the Yanhen Sword, Sun Chuanwu's entire left arm was cut off.

"Ahhhhhhh! You lunatic! Lunatic! Father! Save me! Save me!"

Sun Chuanwu screamed in agony, and his courage was gone. He twisted his body and cried to Sun Yingyang for help.

Everyone watching the battle was shocked and stunned.

No one thought that Luo Cheng was so bold and his methods were so cruel! Facing Sun Yingyang's threat, he still dared to take action!

This is simply a naked provocation! !

Chen Lingyu and others were also stunned, unbelievable - such courage in this small body!

Sun Yingyang's face trembled violently, and his narrow eyes stared at Luo Cheng, the sharpness in them was like a steel needle, and he said resentfully:

"Little beast, didn't you hear what I said just now!"

"I heard it! Unfortunately, no matter how much you talk, he can't escape death today!"

Luo Cheng came to participate in the Three Sects Martial Arts Competition for this moment!

How could he let Sun Chuanwu go!

With a cold smile, the nine Yuanqi Palaces in Luo Cheng's body started to operate, concentrating all his strength, and shaking his feet vigorously.

Bang!

More than two million pounds of strength hit Sun Chuanwu fiercely, shattering his bones and internal organs!

Puff!

Spraying a large mouthful of blood, Sun Chuanwu's seven orifices bled, staring at Luo Cheng with a pair of eyes, his lips trembling, trying to say something.

He couldn't believe that Luo Cheng would really kill him!

How dare he kill him!

At the moment of death, Sun Chuanwu was in a trance and returned to the moment when he first met Luo Cheng half a year ago.

At that time, he stood on the back of the flamingo, so high and mighty!

In his eyes, Luo Cheng was as insignificant as dust, as small as an ant!

In fact, he was not even worthy of a second glance...