The moment Wang Peng took action, Zhao Luo seemed to have no reaction and quietly watched his fist head straight towards his face.

Although Wang Peng did not use all his strength to take action, with his powerful strength and the magic of stealing the sky and changing the sun, the power of this punch was so powerful that even if there was a small hill in front of him, it could be smashed into pieces!

Moreover, the speed of this attack was not slow, and it was faintly carried by the sound of wind and thunder. Those who were not strong could hardly detect the trajectory of his fist.

"Are Zhao Luo stupid? This duel won't end so soon, right?" Some people were a little nervous. It seemed that Zhao Luo was in a very instinct, and he looked absent-minded.

"I don't know, but since her ranking is so high, it shouldn't be simple." This scene fell into the eyes of these disciples who watched the battle and immediately made them talk.

Different from the others present, the last page squinted his eyes. He vaguely felt that the moment Wan Peng took action, Zhao Luo's mind fell on him, and he reached a state of selflessness as if he had locked him.

This is a kind of concentration. Not one of the 100,000 disciples can do this, and this is also a kind of talent.

Wang Peng's punch that rushed towards him continued to slow down in her eyes as Zhao Luo's pupils contracted sharply, and then she also took action at this moment.

Instead of urging the spirit sword she carried behind her, she pointed it into a sword and punched Wan Peng. At the same time, strands of sword energy appeared, lingering in her fingertips, emitting a terrifying aura of cutting through the void.

bite……

In an instant, one finger and one punch came into contact with each other, and then a sound similar to the intersection of gold and iron immediately spread from the junction of the two, causing ripples visible to the naked eye in the air.

After the strange sound rang, Wang Peng immediately felt a powerful force transmitted to his fist through Zhao Luo's fingertips.

Zhao Luo's strength is not as powerful as Wang Peng, but her technique of pointing into a sword seems to be a powerful martial art. The power that explodes after being used is not much weaker than Wang Peng at this moment.

The next moment, both of them trembled slightly, and violent chaotic airflows scattered from the collision, disturbing the void in front of them, forming a storm of energy that stretches through the sky.

This violent storm was still raging under the ring, and was blocked by a formation contained in the ring itself, so as not to affect the low-powered observer.

Although I did not feel the aftermath of the battle, it can be seen from the occasional depression formed by the ring formation that the collision between the two was very fierce.

In an instant, both Wang Peng and Zhao Luo retreated suddenly, and the power contained in their attack was completely tilted out, but no one could do anything to anyone.

However, overall, Wang Peng had a certain advantage, because Wang Peng retreated eight steps and stabilized his retreating body, while Zhao Luo barely stopped after retreating more than ten steps.

In other words, Wang Peng had a certain advantage in their first contact, but since they did not use all their strength, although this does not mean that Wang Peng is stronger than Zhao Luo, it at least means that Wang Peng is a step ahead for the time being.

"This Zhao Luo is really not simple..." After Wang Peng stabilized his body, his eyes looked at Zhao Luo with a strong solemn look.

In the battle between power that he is extremely good at, he can only gain some advantages instead of completely torture the other party. So what about other aspects? How strong is Zhao Luo?

Compared to Wang Peng's shock and attention, Zhao Luo's calm heart also had a slight fluctuation. She did not expect that Wang Peng was so powerful. Although there was no rumor that he could defeat Taoist all the power, he was not weak at all.

However, after she stabilized her body, he still had no idea of ​​pulling out the spiritual sword behind her. In an instant, her legs suddenly jumped hard, rushed to the sky above the ring, and dived towards Wang Peng.

When Zhao Luo rushed to the high altitude of the ring, Wang Peng realized it, but he did not act immediately, but instead radiated his soul, covering a radius of ten meters, waiting for Zhao Luo's next move.

"What did she do when she rushed to the ring?"

"I don't know, maybe this is a powerful method."

The disciples in the audience started to talk while watching.

At this time, Zhao Luo, who rushed to the high altitude of the arena, closed his eyes slightly, and slowly formed seals in front of him. A vast stream of spiritual energy immediately erupted from her body, like a thick fog released from her body to the outside, and instantly spreading ten meters in an radius.

Then, the palm prints she had just made suddenly changed. The spiritual energy that permeated her body turned into sharp swords, floating around her body. The sharp sword was about the length of the arm, and the whole body was crystal clear, as if it was a rare gem in the world.

As more and more sharp swords condensed, Wang Peng, who was located in the ring, immediately felt an extremely dangerous aura, locking himself from top to bottom.

The next moment, before Wang Peng could react, he saw the sharp sword condensed beside Zhao Luo, who rushed towards Wang Peng at the same time as she was falling. The sharp swords were not only fast, but also powerful, emitting a terrifying sword rhyme that teared the world apart.

"Using spiritual energy to condense the spirit sword, such a method, in addition to talent, also requires a certain level of understanding of swordsmanship. Wang Peng may have really encountered an opponent this time." The most page did not intend to help Wang Peng. He was observing every move around him. After feeling the spiritual sword, he was surprised that Zhao Luo had such a method.

He raised his head slightly, Wang Peng clenched his right hand into a fist, and then he suddenly punched the sword that rushed towards him. The powerful force directly vibrated the void, making a harsh sound of breaking the wind, and a huge ripples began to spread inside and out, trying to repel the sword.

However, at the moment when the wave of air formed by Wang Peng's punch came into contact with the sharp sword, a dazzling light immediately burst out, just like a scattered sun floating high above, almost making people unable to open their eyes, even Wang Peng, which made him squint his eyes a little uncomfortable.

The violent collision came and went quickly. In less than a blink of an eye, the sharp sword that rushed towards Wang Peng was defeated by him with a punch. However, his face did not relax, but instead became completely tense, because he looked at the top of his head at this time, there was no Zhao Luo's figure, and she seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.
Chapter completed!