Ten Desolate Daluo

Chapter 1180 Extraordinary
The waiter came to the stage and saw Xu Dehua who had passed out, and immediately announced Fang Qi's victory.

Fang Qi calmly walked down under the shocking eyes of the crowd. He ignored the crowd, but looked at the other arenas. He saw that the other arenas had not yet been decided, and they were still in fierce competition. As expected, these people also form cliques and form small groups, defeating the person who threatens the most first, and then confront each other.

Fang Qi looked up and saw that Zhou Jin was killing all directions on a ring, and the monks around him were no match for him at all. His hands seemed to cover the whole world, and the vast air current was extremely strong, swaying Down!

This pair of fleshy palms was so tyrannical that it couldn't be more powerful. What made Fang Qi's eyelids twitch was that the opponent's pair of fleshy palms could compete with the holy soldiers of the Dao Palace!

Such a tyrannical body is almost comparable to Fang Qi's extreme treasure body.

But soon, Fang Qi discovered that the other party seemed to have cultivated some kind of secret method, which made his hands extremely strong, but the rest of his physical body was still normal, and his hands were only for a short period of time. In this way, when the time of the secret method is over, his hands will become ordinary hands.

Of course, even if his hands are normal, they are much stronger than normal Zifu monks.

Fang Qi no longer looked at the other party, but looked at the other side of Stage B. There were his acquaintances on it. Among them, the young monk Yuankong of Hanshan Temple was the last thing he expected. The strength of this young monk was really unpredictable. It showed the unique Dharma door of Brahma Sect in the far west. It was full of precious glass light, as if it was not stained with dust. With a bowl in one hand and a Buddhist bead in the other, he was fighting fiercely with Ye Tianshi.

But Emperor Xiao Wu was besieged alone, obviously these people were not completely huddled together.

Emperor Xiaowu stood alone on the ring, surrounded by Taoists Luankong and Langfeiyun, his whole body was majestic, he was not angry at all, his whole body was extraordinary, his robe trembled, and he just stepped forward, but it made people feel a sense of awe. There was such a terrifying royal air that even Fang Qi couldn't help being heartbroken by it.

This little Emperor Wu actually gave him a feeling of wanting to surrender to the other party!
Fang Qi's heart moved, and the sword intent instantly strangled this thought to death.

Little Wudi also killed all directions and suppressed everything in the whole No. [-] arena. He almost didn't make a move. The explosion of his whole body made Lang Feiyun and Taoist Luankong a little bit stretched. This kind of spirit is an invisible influence. This is a kind of practice, and only those who are in the top position all the time can develop this kind of bearing, but Fang Qi has been with Xiao Wudi before, knowing that getting along with him will not have this kind of feeling.

In this way, there is only one possibility, that is, the other party has really obtained the inheritance of the Human Emperor Palace!

Only the legendary descendants of the Human Emperor's Palace have this kind of extraordinary aura, the aura that can overwhelm the world. This is a kind of majesty, a kind of majesty that is invincible in the world and suppresses the ten directions. Generally speaking, only the ruler of a country, the dynasty Only a human emperor can be cultivated.

But Human Emperor's Palace is different.

Since Lang Feiyun and Taoist Luankong can stand out from the previous rounds, it is conceivable that they are naturally the elites of Dayu, the dragons and phoenixes among the people, the heroes among the leaders, both in terms of cultivation and state of mind are extremely strong, But when facing this little Emperor Wu, he still couldn't control the fear and emotions in his heart, and he had already lost just in the spiritual confrontation.

Lang Feiyun let out a muffled snort, obviously feeling the terrible oppression of the other party, and secretly groaning in his heart, why is he so unlucky to be in a group with this pervert?
According to the ranking of his cultivation base, he is sure to step into the top 25, but now that he is in a group with Emperor Wu, he suddenly groaned secretly in his heart.

For so many years, Emperor Wu has never failed. Even if Fang Qi suppressed each other on the Qianlong list, in fact, the two have never made a move, not even a test, so no one dares to say that it is the shocking sword. Strong or Xiao Wudi is strong.

Only when the two of them fight, can we see the outcome!
Taoist Luankong also let out a muffled snort, and retreated violently. Little Wudi was too powerful to engage in a spiritual confrontation at all.

He flicked his finger lightly, and a big bell suddenly appeared in the void. He suddenly raised the big bell and pointed it at Emperor Wu like a trumpet. Then he moved his energy in his body, trying to let out a lion's roar, breaking the opponent's oppressive momentum .

Who knew that a light palm was photographed from the sky.

when!
Daoist Luankong's hair suddenly exploded, and before the big clock was lifted, he was hit by the opponent's palm, causing his blood to float all over his body. The secret realms behind him roared continuously, and they opened one after another. The breath of the sun and moon realm filled the sky, The sun and the moon rotated around his body, constantly losing strength.

The whole person staggered back holding the big bell, and his footsteps dragged two long ravines on the ring.

The other hand of Emperor Xiao Wu also shot out, which also appeared to be an understatement.

But Lang Feiyun felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, the long sword in his hand danced wildly, each mouthful of the long sword instantly fluttered, and he continued to groan, colliding with the opponent's palm non-stop.

Unexpectedly, the opponent's palm suddenly turned into a claw, and suddenly a mysterious claw grabbed it, tearing up all the long swords in the sky, and then punched out.

Lang Feiyun immediately vomited blood and flew back.

Qi under the stage looked at it and shook his head. Basically, there is nothing wrong with the little Emperor Wu, but he doesn't know if Senior Brother Ye will be Yuankong's opponent later.

If Yuan Kong went down, it would be Senior Brother Ye fighting against Emperor Wu, otherwise it would be Yuan Kong fighting against Emperor Wu.

He looked around, and saw all kinds of divine marks flying in the arenas. At this point, everyone was fighting hard, and each of them displayed their own bottom-of-the-box moves.

Some arenas are like volcanic eruptions, and some arenas are full of ice and snow, with sword qi chanting and sword lights forming rivers. Fang Qi even saw a monk throwing a wolf hair brush, drawing terrifying and fierce monsters in the void. Beasts, these fierce beasts have just been drawn and formed in an instant, and they really turned into gigantic beasts and roared down, their power and power shook the heavens and the earth.

Sometimes it turns into thousands of mountains and rivers, trapping monks in it, and sometimes it turns into lightning bolts, bombarding other monks.

There are even monks who use embroidery one by one to target the enemy. Every embroidery needle is full of divine light, passing through the mouth and nose of a person like a butterfly piercing through flowers, and directly piercing the purple mansion of the monk. The most sensational thing is that one An embroidery needle actually sewed up a monk's purple mansion, and the breath of the other party kept falling, turning him into a Tongxuan monk again. Everyone was stunned and terrified when they saw it.

It wasn't until the monk conceded defeat and jumped off the ring that the seal was untied.

Fang Qi couldn't help being amazed when he saw it, and all kinds of moves emerged one after another.

"Amazing……"

"These people are truly extraordinary!"

Fang Qi's eyelids twitched. He saw Yang's only belief in the Great Sun Sword, felt the roar of Yuan Ba's heart, heard Li's sad and unwilling cry, and even smelled the dead silence coming from Li Weiwei's sword box...

"However, none of you can stop me!" Fang Qi was eager to try, and his fighting spirit became hotter and stronger!

(End of this chapter)