"Buzz!"

Suddenly, a golden dot of light appeared deep in the spiritual world of Master Wujian, and it was a golden human form.

A terrible force came from the golden figure.

This is the power fluctuation belonging to the power of the late stage of the life and death realm.

"puff!"

"Damn, do you actually have such a trump card?" Wu Tian roared, his body was destroyed by the golden figure, leaving a residual voice, 'I will come back.'

"What?" Chen Hui was shocked. He didn't expect that the Great Cutting Technique was not the trump card of Master Wu Jian, his real trump card was left to him by his father.

However, it was obvious that this trump card could only be used once, and the lawless disappeared, and the golden figure disappeared with it.

"Damn it, if it weren't for you, my father's trump card left to me by this son would not have been consumed. You have to pay for it, a large cutting technique!" Mr. Wujian was already crazy, roared and attacked Chenhui again.

"Hmph, Mr. Wujian seems that you have not yet distinguished the situation. Now you are at the end of your strength and want to kill me. You are simply ignorant." Chen Hui snorted coldly, and said with a word directly to Mr. Wujian's vital point, "Damn it, since that's the case, I will use the big-hearted magic again. How can you resist?"

"Damn it, I admit defeat, can't I give up?" Young Master Wujian trembled when he heard this, and said timidly, "Chenhui, I admit that I can't defeat you, but you can't kill me."

"Okay." Chen Hui nodded and said.

"Swish!"

Young Master Wujian immediately jumped off the platform and returned to the demon clan in shame.

"What?"

The whole audience was in an uproar.

The demon clan was stunned, and the human clan was stunned!

Young Master Wujian actually gave in?

God, you weren’t joking with me, right? Everyone couldn’t believe that Mr. Wujian, who has always been superior and looked down upon by no one, actually gave up in front of Chen Hui?

For almost a long time, everyone could not accept this ending.

"His he defeated Mr. Wujian?" Zuo Yanzi, Liu Xinghun, Xiao Guangming Saint Son and others were not surprised, not surprised, and were not moved. They almost chose not to believe it at the first time, but the scene in front of them forced them to believe it. It was simply earth-shaking!

"Young Master Wujian admits defeat?" Langya, Longmu, Xuling Holy Son and others, as well as all the young demons, were more unwilling to believe that the genius, hero, and the head of the young demons, would admit defeat, and the object of the genius was actually a human race in the early stage of Yin and Yang Mirror.

It was like God was making a joke on them.

"He won?" Murong Mingyue said in a daze.

"Well." Tuobadao couldn't believe it. Chen Hui actually defeated Young Master Wujian, the leader of the top ten geniuses of the demon clan. This was simply incredible. Despite this, he still clenched his fists and said, "I said that he would not lose."

"Incredible." Murong Mingyue said.

He was not the only one who was incredible, but there were more. Claire was one of them. Mei stared at her and said with surprise: "I can't believe that he actually defeated Mr. Wujian?"

"Yes." Chen Hui Demon Clan nodded.

"It's over, it's very good, it's my turn." Young Master Xieyue looked at Chen Hui deeply, stood up, looked at Zhenjun Qi, and walked out step by step.

"You are very good, I can't let them down." Qi Zhenjun looked at Chen Hui and said.

"Maybe." Chen Hui said.

"I will defeat him and fight with you to see who is the first person in the young generation of the human and demon clans." Qi Zhenjun said.

"Swish!"

He appeared on the platform like a rainbow light.

At this time, Young Master Xieyue was already standing on the stage.

A big battle was about to break out, and the two sides finally calmed down.

"It seems that this last showdown will be a showdown within our human race." Xu Youhe said with a smile.

"Yes, although this Xieyue Young Master is extraordinary, he is definitely not his opponent to Zhenjun Qi. The last match is only a duel between him and Chen Hui." Liu Xinghun said.

"Hahaha, it's so great. I didn't expect that the first and second persons of the young generation of the human and demon clans are both our human race. This really boosts our ambition!" Lei Zhenzi laughed.

"This may not be." At this moment, a light and quiet voice came.

"Smart Monk? What are you talking nonsense?" Zuo Yanzi shouted.

"Amitabha, the little monk just said that this Young Master Xieyue is not as weak as we all think." The monk Zhiling is worthy of being a monk Zhiling. In the face of this general trend, he also took a very tactful way.

"Hmph, this battle is definitely won by Zhenjun Qi. You, a monk, don't be here to deceive the public." Xu Youhe snorted coldly.

"Amitabha." The clever monk clasped his hands together and stopped talking.

Seeing this, Zuo Yanzi and others snorted.

"I hope Mr. Xieyue can bring us some unexpected surprises." Long Mu said.

"It's useless, do you think he will be the opponent of Qi Zhenjun?" said the wolf-tooth cynic.

"Yes." Longmu sighed.

The two looked at each other, and their eyes fell on Mr. Wujian, who had never spoken at this time, who looked at them and said, "This son Chen Hui has practiced the great-heart magic. His spiritual power and soul power are comparable to those of the late Yin and Yang realm. If he has the chance, he must kill him. When he grows up, it will only be a big problem for my demon clan."

After a pause, he continued, "As for Mr. Xieyue, it's a bit weird. Maybe he will really surprise us."

"Yes." Long Mu and Langya nodded, their eyes gathered on the platform.

Qi Zhenjun was dressed in luxurious clothes, wearing a jade crown, a face like a crown and a jade, and a virtuous god like a jade. He was worthy of the genius of the human race. He looked at Mr. Xieyue, calmly, and said lightly: "Mr. Xieyue, you don't admit defeat at this moment. Do you really want to fight me?"

"Idiot." Young Master Xieyue sneered.

"Very good, I want you to die." Qi Zhenjun said with a cold face.

"It's unknown who will win to death, let's fight!" Young Master Xieyue said with a smile, 'Maybe the result will be difficult for you to accept.'

"Is that? You are provoking me. It's great, I'm not polite." Qi Zhenjun smiled coldly, his hands were empty, and suddenly he grabbed it, and the sound of explosion sounded, as if the air was slammed by him. A powerful force emanated from him, and it was extremely powerful.

"The King and Domineering Fist!"

"Imperial Dao God Fist!"

"Sifang Emperor's Fist!"

A supreme, great, dominating the world, being king, emperor, and emperor, and respected, surged out. Zhenjun Qi seemed to transform into the emperor, dominating, looking down on all living beings, carrying the power of the heavenly way, approaching the son of Xieyue.

"This boxing technique also wants to defeat me. Master Qi Zhenjun, you are too arrogant." Young Master Xieyue whistled, and the rules of darkness and death emerged, floating above his head, and the sky was dark, and he seemed to be dark, and the god of death, wherever he passed, all the light disappeared.

"Dark Cage!"

"The method of destroying the bones!"

"Thousands of ghosts whistle!"

Qi Zhenjun's boxing technique is more righteous and orthodox, and has the pressure of the emperor, while Xieyue's palm technique is more cruel, dark and unknown, but without exception, his magical powers are very powerful. He fights against each other and is evenly matched. Qi Zhenjun was surprised, while Xieyue said, "I said, you overestimate yourself."

"Is that true?" Qi Zhenjun sneered, not panic.

"Hmph, you probably don't know what kind of adventure I have received. Now I will tell you to know my strength." Young Master Xieyue said coldly, 'Look at my imperial palm technique, doomsday palm technique, dark disaster, dark destruction, dark doomsday, shock me!' Before he finished speaking, he suddenly saw endless palm prints flying out, rolling towards Qi Zhenjun like a covert earth.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The palm prints were all out, covering the sky and the sun. Each palm print was filled with dark power, which was very terrifying and coherent, like a storm, surging endlessly.

"Young Master Xieyue, you overestimate yourself too." Qi Zhenjun roared and stepped into the void. The fist energy emerged, being the king and the emperor, full of greatness and solemnity. Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang, and the figures of the two were intertwined together. From a distance, it looked like a dark mountain, a Huangshan colliding, shocking the earth.

"This Young Master Xieyue is so strong?"
Chapter completed!