"I'm sorry!"

Zhu Jun said sorry in his heart.

Zhan Wuque put too much pressure on him. If he didn't use this fatal blow, he was not sure that he could win the competition.

But he still underestimated Zhan Wuque.

There was an inch of an eyebrow at the tip of the sword!

The sword was actually fixed!

Zhu Jun's face changed.

Zhan Wuque stretched out his two fingers and clamped the tip of the sword tightly.

The sharp sword energy continued to overflow, slashing on Zhan Wuque's fingers, sparks flew everywhere and clanging, leaving only white marks.

"Is this still human body?"

There was a burst of exclamation from the stands.

Such a terrifying sword energy could not break through Zhan Wuque's body. You can imagine how strong Zhan Wuque's body is!

Although Zhu Jun was still shocked, the sword in his hand flipped over and immediately pulled out.

Zhan Wuque did not chase him, but looked at his fingers.

There was a wound that was bleeding.

Although his body is strong, he is not yet as strong as a ground-level weapon.

Even so, it is quite a bit of a slight .

Ordinary warriors may have been broken into pieces by sword energy.

Zhu Jun's face was extremely serious. He had repeatedly overestimated Zhan Wuque, but found that he still underestimated him.

"Your strength has reached the level of being able to be ranked first in the twelve deputy peaks. It is not embarrassing to lose in your hands!"

Zhu Jun spoke slowly, "If you can take this sword, I will admit defeat!"

Zhu Jun held the sword tightly with both hands and slowly closed his eyes.

It seems that this attack is extraordinary, and Zhu Jun even takes some time to cast the spell.

Zhan Wuque did not interrupt him, but stood there quietly behind his back with his hands on his back.

Although I didn't take action, I already felt an invincible confidence, which gradually spread out.

Shocking people's hearts.

"kill!"

After five breaths, Zhu Jun opened his eyes.

At this moment, his eyes were blood red and a crazy light shining.

The sword in his hand trembled even more violently, as if he had come back to life.

"Bloodthirsty Sword!"

Zhu Jun suddenly spit out a large mouthful of essence and blood, and before it could fall, he was swallowed by the sword.

Immediately afterwards, a strong blood light spread out from the sword, wrapping Zhu Jun's entire body.

In the bloody light, Zhu Jun's face looked a little stern.

His breath began to rise step by step.

Continuously rising!

Finally, it reached an infinitely close point to the Wuling.

"Blood Drinking Slash!"

Zhu Jun slashed down with a sword.

All the blood light disappeared as the sword fell and merged into the sword.

A blood-colored demon tiger suddenly jumped out of the sword.

This is the sword spirit!

The demon tiger's feet are ten feet in size and are pitch black all over. It looks no different from ordinary tigers, except that there is a single horn on its forehead.

At this time, the one-horned light shone brightly and turned into a sword shape. The demon tiger lowered its head and roared, rushing towards Zhan Wuque.

The ring trembled and the array cover flashed, which shows that this blow is extraordinary.

"Good come!"

Zhan Wuque laughed and his arms suddenly turned golden.

Nine-turn Golden Body Strategy!

The second transition to the middle stage!

Chaos Battle Body!

Zhan Wuque stretched out his two big hands and grabbed the demon tiger.

"Bang!"

There was an explosion.

Zhan Wuque was directly pushed out.

"This beast, such a great brute force!"

Zhan Wuque was shocked.

Although he did not activate the power of the twelve small meridians, it was not trivial to rely on the power of the golden body alone.

From this point of view, the impact force of this demon tiger is definitely not weaker than that of a sixth-level monster.

When Zhu Jun saw that there was a show, he couldn't help but feel happy.

But the next moment, his face changed.

Zhan Wuque's figure suddenly settled!

His legs stepped on the ring and stopped retreating.

This scene made everyone's eyelids twitch.

The material used in the ring is not an ordinary material, but a hard refining material, and with the blessing of formations, it is extremely strong and enough to withstand the battle of warriors under the martial spirit.

But now, Zhan Wuque actually stepped on two holes.

How strong does this kick have?

Many people's scalp was numb.

If they were stepped on by one foot, they would probably turn into a pool of meat paste in an instant.

You can't mess with you, you can't mess with you!

Before they knew it, they had already listed Zhan Wuque as one of the people they could never provoke.

On the ring.

Zhan Wuque held the horn on the demon tiger's head tightly with both hands.

The two sides were in a struggle.

But soon, Zhan Wuque's hands turned violently and overturned the demon tiger to the ground.

Then he swung his fist and smashed it hard.

"Bang bang bang!"

The demon tiger roared and struggled to resist, Zhan Wuque simply sat on it and burst into hammers.

"Boom boom boom boom boom!"

The ring kept trembling. Looking at the figures that kept swinging and screaming at the demon tiger on the ring, everyone couldn't help but twitch the corners of their mouths.

"Stop fighting, stop fighting, can't I admit defeat?"

Zhu Jun quickly admitted defeat.

If he continues to fight like this, his Demon Tiger Sword Spirit will be broken up.

When Zhan Wuque heard that Zhu Jun had surrendered, he immediately stopped.

The demon tiger whimpered, shrunk to the size of a palm, and hurriedly flew towards Zhu Jun.

It seems that I am afraid of being beaten.

"Tianji Peak Wins!"

"In the next game, Tianji Peak vs. Jielu Peak, a team fight!"
Chapter completed!