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- Ao Wushuang put his left hand behind his back, and stretched out his right hand.
"Huoling, I will use half of my strength, I hope you can catch a move!"
Ao Wushuang said lightly.
Ao Wushuang's words were extremely arrogant, implying that even if he only used half of his strength, Huo Ling might not be able to catch his move.
However, the hundreds of thousands of people in the ancient martial arts arena heard Ao Wushuang's words, but no one thought he was arrogant.
Even with the same level of cultivation, no one in Hongyu's younger generation is a match for Ao Wushuang, let alone the current Ao Wushuang, who has entered the fifth level of the True Spirit Realm, and his cultivation level is one level higher than that of Huo Ling.
"You make a move!"
Huo Ling nodded solemnly, and immediately pulled out the long knife, the aura of his whole body surged wildly, and he adjusted his energy to the peak state in an instant, the whole body was burning with flames, and the fire waves were raging.
Ao Wushuang's broad palm slowly clenched into a fist, without any fancy, and punched straight.
"Son of Heaven's Divine Fist¡ªFist to determine the world!"
The mighty strength of the punch was overwhelming and unstoppable. The air within a radius of 100 meters exploded in an instant, and the light of the fist flashed before Huo Ling's eyes.
"open!"
Huo Ling let out an angry roar, holding the saber in both hands, mobilizing the true energy in his whole body, and violently slashed out with the saber.
Boom!
The long knife slashed the fist light, and there was a shocking explosion that shook the world, and Huo Ling's figure shot backwards in an instant.
With one punch, Huo Ling was blown away, flew out of the battle arena, flew over ten li, and landed under the viewing platform.
Everyone couldn't help but gasped.
too strong!
With half the strength, one punch can blow Huoling ten miles away!
This kind of strength has already surpassed Huo Ling by far too much!
"Ao Wushuang is really too strong, with such a powerful strength, it is impossible for anyone to challenge his position!"
"At the same level of cultivation, Ao Wushuang is invincible. Now that Ao Wushuang has a level of cultivation higher than others, he can easily crush others!"
"This kind of terrifying strength is already enough to defeat the peak martial artist of the eighth level of the true spirit realm!"
Everyone was shocked, and countless people were convinced by Ao Wushuang's strength. Even some of the older generation's true astral realm powerhouses couldn't help sighing secretly. At Ao Wushuang's age, they probably didn't even have 30% of the opponent's strength.
Wu Sheng, Mo Yue, Jiu Gongzhu and other geniuses who wanted to challenge Ao Wushuang all froze their faces at this moment.
This kind of strength gave them a sense of powerlessness.
Even Princess Jiu, who had a little bit of confidence before, couldn't help shaking her head secretly.
Su Mo narrowed his eyes until there was only a thin slit left.
powerful!
too strong!
There is no doubt that Ao Wushuang is the most powerful person among the younger generation Su Mo has ever met.
Of course, this is only limited to Hongyu, not including Shangguan Hao.
If he didn't use Devouring Martial Soul and Nirvana Sword Qi, Su Mo felt that he was definitely not a match for Ao Wushuang.
Even with Devouring Martial Soul and Nirvana Sword Qi, Su Mo is not sure!
Su Mo has never tried the power of the Nirvana Sword Qi, and he has no idea about the specific power.
On the battle platform, Ao Wushuang stood proudly, like a real son of heaven, an eternal emperor, looking at the distant Huo Tomb.
"Huo Ling, you should be able to see the difference now, right?" Ao Wushuang shouted proudly.
Huo Ling's expression was gloomy, and he fell silent.
After a while, Huo Ling nodded in a daze, the gap between him and the other party was really like a chasm.
Having swallowed part of Huoling's dragon luck, Ao Wushuang's dragon luck reached ninety-three and a half feet.
Ao Wushuang's expression was a bit dignified. According to this growth rate, by the end of the game, it might be difficult to reach 100 feet.
However, thinking about the last few rounds of battles, everyone has to fight the other nine people. He still has seven people who have not yet fought, and it is not impossible to reach a hundred feet after part of the dragon luck that swallows up the other seven people.
Huoling's dragon luck is smaller than others, so he doesn't devour much.
Like Wusheng, the dragon luck of Mo Yue and others is very powerful, and he can swallow more dragon luck.
After a while, the next battle continued, Mo Yue vs. Nie Chong.
Although Nie Chong's strength is strong, Bawangquan is even more fierce and domineering, but he still lost to Mo Yue.
Mo Yue's fighting power is no less than that of Nie Chong.The real sixteen phantom clones defeated Nie Chong with just a dozen moves.
The next battle is Wusheng vs. Hong Qingtian.
Although Hong Qingtian was not weak, he was not Wusheng's opponent at all, and he was forced into a disadvantage after two moves.
"There is death and there is no life!"
With a body like an arrow, the distance between Wusheng and Hong Qingtian is less than ten steps in a flash.
Swish!
The black cold light was unparalleled in sharpness, and the cold sword energy shot up into the sky without any vitality.
When a sword is released, the air does not fluctuate at all, and the speed at which the sword is born has surpassed the reaction speed of the air.
"not good!"
Hong Qingtian was taken aback, he couldn't stop this sword at all.
"Eight Desolate Palms!"
A palm hit Jian Guang, and at the same time, Hong Qingtian's figure retreated rapidly.
Chi!
A cold light flashed by, the Eight Desolation Palm was torn instantly, and a stream of blood shot out.
Hong Qingtian stopped a few hundred meters away, looked down, and saw a sword mark on his body from his chest to his lower abdomen, with blood gurgling.
Fortunately, the sword marks were not deep, otherwise the sword would be enough to kill him.
"Hong Qingtian, you are not my opponent, do you still need to fight?"
Wu Sheng said coldly with a blank face.
Hearing this, Hong Qingtian was silent for a moment, sighed secretly, and nodded. He did not choose to continue the fight. The difference in strength between the two sides was too great, and he would only humiliate himself if he continued to fight.
Everyone was not surprised that Wusheng defeated Hong Qingtian in an instant. Wusheng is the person closest to Ao Wushuang in strength.
Of course, now there is another Ninth Princess and a powerful Su Mo. It is not yet known which of the three is stronger.
The battle between Wusheng and Hong Qingtian was over, and soon Princess Nine and Han Qianze were on the stage.
Han Qianze is no match for the nine princesses at all, the Mieshi Honglian is invincible, and Han Qianze's terrifying ice defense can't stop the Mieshi Honglian's attack.
With one blow, Han Qianze retreated, and with the second blow, Han Qianze was injured.
Immediately afterwards, Han Qianze stopped fighting and chose to admit defeat.
It was Su Mo's turn to play again, and his opponent was Duanmuying.
Phew!
As soon as he entered the field, Su Mo used all his fighting power, and without using any fancy means, he slashed out with a sharp sword light.
The simple, brutal, and direct attack contained astonishing power, and the terrifying sword energy attacked Duanmu Ying.
"Jade Palm!"
? Even though Duanmuying burst out with the strongest strength and tried her best to resist, she couldn't stop Su Mo's attack and was cut back tens of meters in an instant.
Compared with Su Mo, Duanmuying's strength was far behind.
With the second strike, Su Mo forced the opponent off the stage.
Having swallowed part of Duanmu Ying's luck, Su Mo's luck reached seventy-eight feet.
So far, Su Mo's Dragon Fortune ranks fifth among the ten people, second only to Ao Wushuang, Wu Sheng, Mo Yue and Nine Princesses.
The five of them also won consecutive victories all the way without losing.
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