Boom!

A dull roar shot straight into the sky, and the violent air waves stirred up the clouds and mist above. Duanmu Yunqi slapped his right palm violently, and the huge red palm shadow suddenly flew out like the claws of a monster.

"It's just that, you still can't beat me!"

Jiang Tian shouted loudly, purple light suddenly flashed around his body, and he pointed his right hand together again.

rumble!

The void shook violently, and a ray of purple light shot out of the sky like lightning, facing the giant red palm with astonishing power.

"Hmph! You've almost worn out this trick, and you still dare to use it. I think you're at the end of your rope, right?"

Seeing Jiang Tian's move, Duanmu Yunqi laughed wildly and was very disdainful.

But the next moment, his writing stopped abruptly!

Boom!

With a shocking loud noise, the purple light pointed out by Jiang Tian exploded, and both the red palm prints exploded.

"How is that possible?" Duanmu Yunqi's eyes twitched sharply, shocked!

Only then did he realize that what Jiang Angel had used was not the powerful fingering technique before, but another even more powerful technique.

The purple light obviously contains a strong sword intention. After it exploded, not only was its power not reduced, it even became more violent!

Tsk tsk tsk tsk!

The piercing sword whistling kept ringing, and the red palm prints were torn into pieces, and they were shattered inch by inch, but the power itself was not exhausted and dissipated in the air.

"Hiss! Three moves and nine breaths!"

"Jiang Tian has created a miracle!"

"How is this possible?"

Below the ring, Mu Yunduan, Xuan Peng, Chu Yun and others all had their eyes twitching wildly, and they were shocked!

Huang Yu frowned, his face was gloomy, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

After seeing Jiang Tian's performance, he was so furious that he almost thought he was dreaming, but after the rage, he felt deeply powerless and depressed!

"No, this is impossible! How can his strength... be so amazing?"

Huang Yu took a deep breath, his chest rose and fell rapidly, and his expression changed again and again.

At this moment, although Jiang Tian's performance has not surpassed Lou Qingyan's, it is actually not inferior at all.

Even judging from the scenes and results of the fight between the two sides, he has actually shown a stronger strength than Lou Qingyan!

This made him feel a little desperate, because he was simply unable to challenge Jiang Tian with such strength.

"Are his qualifications really that incredible?" Huang Yu gritted his teeth and sighed, his face turned gloomy. His original idea of ​​finding a chance to teach Jiang Tian a lesson was about to disappear at this moment.

Are you kidding me?

In front of Duanmu Yunqi, Jiang Tian could fight three moves without losing, and there was no obvious decline. What qualifications did Huang Yu have to fight against him?

If you really want to do that, wouldn't you be humiliating yourself?

Huang Yu shook his head and sighed, feeling deeply powerless in his heart.

Although Jiang Tian has not yet been defeated, he has basically given up and knows that he is far from his opponent.

As for how many moves Jiang Tian can endure and how long he can endure, it is no longer important.

Because the longer Jiang Tian holds on, the greater the pressure will be on him, and the more he will challenge without confidence.

"How could he be so strong?" Pang Ning slowly raised his head, and half of his face, which had been buried deep in his messy long hair, was slightly revealed.

There was a bit of shock in his deep gaze, and a scar about as wide as a finger was faintly revealed on his face.

This scar slants out from the corner of the left eye and reaches the end of the nose. It looks slightly ferocious, as if it is some kind of old injury.

After concentrating deeply on Jiang Tian for a moment, he lowered his head again, and the scar gradually disappeared into his messy long hair.

At this moment, Lou Qingyan clenched his hands, gritted his teeth, his eyes flickered, and there was a hint of pain between his brows!

It wasn't that he had been severely beaten, but Jiang Tian's performance had made him understand that his top spot would definitely not be guaranteed.

Even if the competition was stopped immediately, the strength Jiang Tian showed had clearly surpassed him.

Nine breaths, three moves undefeated, this record is unmatched by anyone!

However, this contest is not over yet. Neither Duanmu Yunqi nor Jiang Tian has any intention of stopping.

The elders of the sect also looked forward to it, and their interest was aroused by the performance of the two men.

"Sword Intent! This boy's swordsmanship is so high!"

Duanmu Yunqi's eyes flickered, his face full of shock!

Even when he witnessed Jiang Tian defeat Ke Jiu, he didn't care at all, but now he suddenly discovered that his opponent's strength was far beyond his expectation.

Obviously, ordinary methods are ineffective against Jiang Tian, ​​and it is impossible to defeat the opponent lightly.

When he thought of this, a ferocious look suddenly flashed in his eyes, he raised his arms fiercely, and his two palms flew out at the same time without any explanation.

Boom!

Two huge red palm prints condensed and formed in an instant, rushing towards Jiang Tian and shooting out, and a terrifying roar resounded throughout the square!

Before this, he had always used one palm to strike, but now he switched to using both palms without hesitation, and he had already used his full strength.

"It's no use to me!"

Jiang Tian shouted angrily, and his whole body lit up with purple light!

There was a violent tremor in the Dantian, and a steady stream of powerful spiritual power surged out. The dazzling purple light lingered, as if there was a long purple dragon circling around him!

Since the total amount of spiritual power was so huge, his consumption in the previous matches was so minimal that it was almost negligible.

Under Duanmu Yunqi's strong pressure, a large number of elixirs and heavenly materials and earthly treasures he had refined in the early stage were also forcibly stimulated, causing his spiritual power to rise rapidly, and even increased without decreasing. Originally, he was only at the seventh level.

The total amount of spiritual power suddenly began to move toward the eighth level.

Although it is impossible to truly fill up the eight levels in a short period of time, it is enough to give him strong support and allow him to face any challenge!

Boom boom!

Jiang Tian pointed quickly and used the "exploding sword" technique again. Two rays of purple light shot out of the air and hit the giant red palm on the opposite side, releasing a dazzling brilliance!

With an astonishing loud noise, both red palms and purple light exploded, and began to devour wildly again. Astonishing spiritual energy fluctuations bloomed wantonly, shaking the entire square.

This time the fight was still evenly matched, but the sword intent that filled the void continued unabated, making Duanmu Yunqi even more surprised!

"Damn it! This is unreasonable!"

Duanmu Yunqi's eyes twitched wildly, and he gritted his teeth and shouted angrily.

With his cultivation and strength, it is really a huge shame that he can't crush Jiang Tian even with all his strength!

He really couldn't understand how a junior in the late Chongyang realm could have such monster-like combat power?

"Hiss! Twelve breaths!"

"Four moves invincible!"

"Oh My God!"

After a moment of silence, bursts of exclamations echoed around the arena again.

At the same time, the sect elders in the spectator seats were also shocked!

"Hey! Did I read that right? Jiang Tian actually fought Duanmu Yunqi for four moves?"

"The key is not a matter of a few moves, but that the momentum of both sides is almost the same. Isn't this too exaggerated?"
Chapter completed!