Soul Martial Emperor

Chapter 141
"Boy, I admit that I underestimated you, but that's all for now." Zuo Xuan pushed Meng Hao away, with a serious expression on his face, and immediately said coldly.

"Use whatever hole cards you have, and I'll follow suit," Meng Hao said calmly, his expression still not fluctuating too much, but he didn't have the heart to underestimate it.

"Broken Star Fist, Stars Fall!"

Zuo Xuan took a deep breath, and immediately took a step forward, appearing directly in front of Meng Hao, with stars shining on the palm of his hand, followed by a punch.

The terrifying fist strength is like turning into a fierce tiger descending the mountain, and the surging strength seems to smash the stars, which shows how powerful Zuo Xuan's unique move is.

That was Zuo Xuan's bottom-of-the-box trick. I saw Zuo Xuan perform this trick in the last Land Tiger List.

I didn't expect to see Zuo Xuan perform this move after such a long time, but the momentum of this move was even worse than last time.

Although this man named Meng Hao was also a dark horse, he was going to die in the end, Zuo Xuan's move, even a half-step martial artist would not dare to take it easily.

Meng Hao stood quietly on the spot, not intending to dodge at all. The voices of those spectators reached Meng Hao's ears, but he didn't pay any attention to them.

"Why is that man named Meng Hao not moving? Did he get scared?" Many spectators shouted out, not understanding what Meng Hao was doing.

Just when the fierce tiger-like punch was about to hit Meng Hao, Meng Hao finally moved, and saw a flash of thunder flashing on his palm, and the Xinglei Sword landed in the palm of his hand, and then swung the sword out.

The speed of Meng Hao's sword was very fast, everyone only saw a flash of white hastily, and then saw a crescent-shaped sword beam blasting towards Zuo Xuan's punch.

A dazzling thunder light flashed above the crescent-shaped sword light, and there was a very powerful fluctuation above the thunder light. That's right, that was the artistic conception of thunder. Meng Hao used the artistic conception of thunder.

It's just that less than [-]% of the [-]% of the artistic conception of thunder was used, and he didn't intend to use his full strength at all, but despite this, Zuo Xuan couldn't stop this move.

I saw the crescent-shaped lightning sword energy directly tearing Zuo Xuan's terrifying fist strength, and slashed towards Zuo Xuan mercilessly. If this blow was hit, Zuo Xuan would be seriously injured even if he survived.

"Shield of Soul Power!"

Although Zuo Xuan was surprised, but at any rate he was a master at the peak of the Nine Heavens of Heavenly Martial Arts, he immediately reacted, and the soul power in his body surged crazily.

In a hurry, he formed a black shield in front of him. This kind of defense method can be used by anyone, and it is a relatively simple defense method.

But all this was in vain, Zuo Xuan somewhat underestimated the attack power of Meng Hao's move Wanyue under the blessing of the artistic conception of thunder.

The next moment, Zuo Xuan's condensed jet-black soul power shield was covered with cracks, and as the cracks gradually increased, a crisp sound spread.

The pitch-black soul power shield was finally declared broken, and the crescent-shaped sword energy gleaming with lightning finally landed on Zuo Xuan's body. Zuo Xuan's body retreated abruptly, and then slowly stopped after retreating hundreds of meters away. .

A mouthful of blood spewed out, and Zuo Xuan's face became a little pale, obviously Meng Hao's move had already caused him harm.

Zuo Xuan's clothes were broken, and the defensive spirit weapon on his body was also exposed. With the defensive spirit weapon protecting his body, Zuo Xuan did not suffer much damage.

"Inferior fourth-grade defensive spirit weapon", Meng Hao could tell the grade of the golden armor on Zuo Xuan at a glance, and he couldn't help but secretly sighed.

With the golden treasure armor body, ordinary attacks cannot cause too much damage to Zuo Xuan. If the previous waning moon did not have the blessing of the artistic conception of thunder, I am afraid that it would not threaten Zuo Xuan at all.

"Ahem, you are really strong. There are not many people who can push me to this point. Next, I will let you try my strongest trick. I hope you can block it."

Zuo Xuan coughed twice, and said with a gloomy face, even he himself did not expect that he would be injured by a warrior in the sixth level of Tianwu.

"Hasn't Zuo Xuan used all of his strongest tricks? Does he have even more powerful tricks?"

Many spectators murmured, obviously a little hard to be confident. At this time, a man said softly: "There is no one in the top [-] of the Land Tiger Ranking who is a simple person, and his cards are even more layered. I just don't know this. Zuo Xuan's strongest hole card can defeat Meng Hao."

"I feel that I can defeat Meng Hao. After all, Meng Hao is the strength of the sixth level of Tianwu."

I think Meng Hao can block it, this dark horse is not easy.

Many spectators began to guess, some supported Meng Hao, and some supported Zuo Xuan, almost half and half.

Zuo Xuan's body trembled, and the majestic soul power in his body surged out like a tide. It can be seen that Zuo Xuan planned to solve the battle with one move, because he didn't have the slightest reservation at all.

"I'm also interested in your strongest trick, let me see how strong it is." Meng Hao raised the Xinglei Sword in his hand, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Then you can try it." Zuo Xuan also raised his aura to the peak at this time, and then all the soul power surrounding his body gathered towards Zuo Xuan's right hand.

In a short period of time, Zuo Xuan's right hand swelled rapidly, and finally reached five times the normal size.

"Smashing Demon Fist!"

Just when his right hand was about to reach the maximum bearing capacity, Zuo Xuan finally moved, and suddenly took a step forward, his right hand like a tree trunk clenched his fist and blasted out.

The terrifying pitch-black soul power sprang out like a cannonball, and then turned into a pitch-black dragon in mid-air. The dragon roared, with a feeling of tearing space.

This is Zuo Xuan's strongest unique move, it is indeed powerful, such a powerful unique move may be able to kill even a half-step holy warrior.

Many spectators were a little surprised. It was obvious that Zuo Xuan's unique move was beyond their understanding. They immediately looked at Meng Hao. They thought that Meng Hao could be afraid, but they saw that Meng Hao's face was expressionless.

"Meng Hao, I have killed two warriors at the peak of the Ninth Level of Heavenly Martial Arts and three warriors at the early stage of the Ninth Level of Heavenly Wushu with this move. You have to be careful."

Zuo Xuan yelled softly, there was a hint of reminder in his yelling, he also seemed afraid that Meng Haotuo would be beheaded by himself, as the saying goes, if you don't fight, you don't know each other, heroes cherish heroes.

The pitch-black magic dragon roared past with its teeth and claws, and the space it passed became a little distorted, as if it couldn't bear the pressure.

"It's not that simple to defeat me with such means." Meng Hao sneered, and with a jerk of his body, he rushed towards the pitch-black dragon.

Everyone was taken aback, obviously they didn't expect that they would dare to go up against such a powerful trick, it was unbelievable.

Ye Tianqing, who had already dealt with Chen Jingtong over there, also saw this scene, and a faint smile appeared in his eyes, "Let me see what makes you special, even my master can't praise you enough. It would be too simple, otherwise it would be too boring."

(End of this chapter)