Chapter 470 Water and Fire

Pang Renjie was crushed into pieces by Yun Zheng's three moves, and the flesh and blood fog flew all over the sky, and the whole ring was dyed light red. Before Xiaoliang Wang and Yuwen Pixian could sit down, they suddenly stood up again, and the pride on their faces solidified, "How could this... be like this?"

Old King Liang, Yuwen Xiangtian, the eldest prince, Shen Ku Zen, Minghuang and others all showed their surprises, "Instant killing! How can this boy's explosive power be so strong?!"

Honglian and other women and Mo Beishou are equal to the good spectators who are close to Yun Zheng. First, they were stunned, and then there was a burst of applause.

Because Pang Renjie fell so fast that the five bronze organs of Tianwu Temple had not been closed by the stewling monks, they staggered and stood up and rushed to Yunzheng fiercely. Yun Zheng sneered and said, "Stupid dead things also come to show off." His arms condensed two white tiger knives, and his palms waved several knives one after another. The white electric light burst out and jumped and chopped on the bronze man. The white tiger sword mostly contained the attributes of the innate golden evil, and the copper man cast copper and iron. The golden evil in his body was stimulated and shaken by Ze Lei, and suddenly had a chain reaction. It broke out in an instant in the copper man's body, and there was a rumble of shock. In the lightning shining, the weak joints of the copper man's whole body collapsed, and the scattered parts collapsed to the ground. Five The bronze people are all scrapped.

"Do not hurt my treasure!" Shen Ku Zen shouted loudly and patted him from the air. He was a senior monk specializing in Sunday divine fire. The pressure brought by this palm was extremely hot, and the palm power was continuous, compressing and exploding the surrounding air and igniting a hot fire.

Strike the air, and the pressure of this palm has reached the peak of eight levels, which is worthy of being the highest apprentice of Master Yulong of Tianwu Temple.

"Kill those who block me!" Yun Zheng roared, guarding against those malicious people outside the field. The sense of war in his chest was boiling. At present, he mobilized the thunder seeds of the heavenly vein, and his right palm was bombarded against the Sunday palm patted by the withered Zen, and the seven waves of the divine sea!

The unique skill of the Seven Stack Waves of Shenhai is that Yun Zheng learned after taking mine seeds from the ten thousand years of Shenhai under the polar desert glacier. With the thunder vein as the foundation, it condenses the power of Shenhai Sea and has great power. The stunts imitate the huge waves of the divine sea and are endless.

Yun Zheng patted his palm, and a colorless thunder swept away from the air. A "bang" hit the sun god fire. The practitioners around the ring felt a cold cold air, and the rolling pressure was almost like facing the sea of anger.

Water and fire were excited, and a stream of water vapor formed at the place where the two collided and rose to the sky. The thin yellow face like withered Zen bones could not see the expression. His right arm stretched out and added several skills. On Sunday, the divine fire suddenly flourished and rushed forward. Just as soon as Yunzheng's next few waves of thunderstorms attacked one after another, pressing the fire head of Shenku Zen. Shenku Zen did not expect Yun Zheng's thunder back neck to be so full. For a moment, his breath was not smooth, and his body was crooked. He quickly stretched out his left palm and patted against it. The strong waves of water and fire rolled and stirred like a dragon between the two, but the seven stacks of waves of Shenhai were full of thunders one by one, and the withered Zen was forced to stagger back three parts to release its strength, which was already very embarrassing.

The last force released by the two was annihilated on the seat of Shen Ku Zen, bombarding and blasting his table and chair into pieces.

"You!" Shen Ku Zen stood firmly with a pile, and his eyes were round, revealing two cold lights. The surrounding monks of Tianwu Temple rushed over, and the iron bars in their hands pointed to Yunzheng. The four women, Honglian, Han Yue and Tang Xiaoye Renxin, also flew forward and protected Yun Zheng. Honglian scolded, "The copper man can hurt others, but won't they let people fight back? What is the rule of Tianwu Temple?

The situation is critical, and the war is imminent. The martial arts practitioners who watched the battle in front of the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion stood up, and immediately agreed with them. "It turned out that the Holy Church added bronze people to kill the practitioners together, but they were not allowed to touch them. What kind of bullshit rule is this?"

Liu Zhi and other practitioners who had a good relationship with Yun Zheng took a few steps forward and stood behind Honglian and others, forming a strong backing.

If there is really a conflict, the competition in Tianwu Temple has evolved into a group fight, which is really a joke.

The eldest prince stood up slowly, coughed gently, and said calmly, "The bronze man of Tianwu Temple was originally intended to help improve the combat effectiveness of the war, and it was inevitable that it would be destroyed and damaged. I thought that it was just a misunderstanding, and we must not conflict because of this and affect the event." With that, his eyes were awe-re and he looked at the ginseng Zen.

The sharp eyes of Shen Zen calmed down, put his palms together, and said to Yun Zheng, "Yun Tanyue, your unique skill of thunder and evil in the heavenly vein is really eye-opening for the little monk. When the day after tomorrow, the little monk will have to ask for advice."

As soon as he waved his hand, the surrounding monks of Tianwu Temple quietly retreated, and a crisis turned into invisible.

Yun Zheng is neither humble nor arrogant. "The master praised me. Since I came to Tianwu Temple, I also had the desire to ask the master for advice."

This is the steward monk ringing the bell to announce the end of Ding Group's competition. Yunzheng, the guardian of the Red Lotus Church, won the final victory and properly obtained the qualification to compete with the top ten of the dragon list. Yun Zheng led Honglian and other women back to their seats and could finally relax.

After a storm, the Tianwu competition continued, followed by the three groups of Wu, Ji and Geng. Liu Zhi and Dongfang Tianzong drew one group respectively, but fortunately they did not draw the same group. Liu Zhi was in his own group. With the unique martial arts skills of the Beast Hall and the help of the powerful monsters he tamed, Liu Zhi narrowly passed the test and was slightly injured. Liu Zhi wiped the sweat from his forehead, walked to the ring step by step, and smiled, "It's enough for me to earn this, but I no longer hope to compete with Dongfang Bai."

Yun Zheng looked at him and smiled. S contented and self-knowledge may be the greatest advantage of fat people. It is thanks to this that fat people can be safe and sound through repeated dangers.

Dongfang Tianzong competed in the Geng Group. After winning two games in a row, he was prevented from being a military master in Jiupintang. In the end, he regretted defeat and walked out of the ring with hatred. If he wanted to find another opportunity to compete, it would be four years later.

After the Geng group, the next day's competition ended. After a night's rest, Tianming began the third day of the battle. At sunset, the ten groups of competition finally ended, and a total of 11 people successfully defended the competition. These 11 people are also qualified to compete with the top 11 of the original dragon list, and perhaps a new generation of Tianwu supreme will rise among the 11 people.

Most of these 11 people are newly rising genius martial artists in the past four years. Only a few old martial arts practitioners have endured for many years and have also rushed to the peak of martial arts. The martial arts practiced for the rest of their lives, and the cold and heat are invincible. Isn't the ultimate purpose for this day? Those old martial arts practitioners sighed with emotion and couldn't help bursting into tears.

Speaking of old martial arts, in fact, these people are only 40 or 50 years old, but time flies. Young people like Yun Zheng rose to the peak of martial arts in a few years. These old people thought that thanks to these years, they have not been slack off, otherwise it would not be their turn to carry shoes for these newly rising teenagers.

From the fourth day, the Tianwu Temple competition is about to enter the substantive stage, which is the top duel of the real master, representing the highest level of martial arts in the Zhongtian mainland. In the next battle, there will be a new top ten of the dragon list, and at the same time, 20 top masters will also compete for the supreme throne of Tianwu with supreme authority.

As a master who has been firmly at the top of martial arts for eight years, according to thousands of years of practice, he will only participate in the final battle, that is, as the supreme guard of Tianwu, to meet the challenge of the final winner of the other 19 people.

In a battle to determine the universe, the winner is the supreme of Tianwu.

The Royal City Warriors Conference has been held for nearly ten days, and Dongfang Bai, the first master of Zhongtian, still did not appear, which brought an invisible pressure to the hearts of martial arts practitioners. Some people even say that Dongfangbai's cultivation has reached nine stages and is moving towards the innate realm. Tianwu Supreme only needs one shot to instantly kill any challenger in the final battle.

Hearing this statement, Yun Zheng just smiled and secretly said that the nine-stage return is just the first step in nature. Compared with the legendary masters of the Holy Land, it is just the beginning. But for the realm of Zhongtian martial arts, Jiuduan is a title of honor that has not been held for 500 years. Sometimes in the heart of martial arts, the symbolism of this nine-stage level has surpassed the supreme of Tianwu.

A realm that has not been achieved in hundreds of years, can't it be like a god in the hearts of many cultivation?

Liu Zhi came to reveal the news in private and said mysteriously, "Master Yun, I squeezed into the peak hall of martial arts competition. I am satisfied. I will never cove the throne of Tianwu, otherwise I'm afraid I won't live long. Mr. Yun, I heard that Dongfang Bai, the old man of the Dongfang family, spared no effort to cultivate a new successor to the family. As you can see, Dongfang Tianjiao, Dongfang Bai handed over half of the power of the family to her. I listened to Tianzong and told me that as long as Dongfang Tianjiao could defeat all the other contenders and get the opportunity to challenge the old man, Dongfang Bai would help her to rise to the throne and give her the supreme throne of Tianwu.

Yun Zheng was surprised and said, "Will Dongfang Bai release water on the spot and deliberately lose to Dongfang Tianjiao? Do they dare to do this blatant violation of the rules of competition?

Liu Zhi shook his head, "There is no other way. If Dongfang Tianjiao can really get the only challenge right, the supreme throne of Wu on that day will be the same as in the Dongfang family bag. I think it's not for you to let me let them, and I won't let father and daughter kill each other. Of course, if Dongfang Tianjiao can't break out of the competition circle, there will be no such possibility.

Yun Zheng asked, "How reliable is this news?"

Liu Zhi said, "Don't you believe that Master Yun is the eyeliner of the Beast Hall? Of course, the best way is to cultivate a person who is at the right time for the level of cultivation, talent and age to take over the position of suzerain. This Dongfang Tianjiao's cultivation is not bad, and she has made rapid progress in recent years, as if she is the second person in the Oriental family.