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Chapter 283 The battle between two sand sculptures

The Heavenly Spirit Divine Body fights with the soul. The Dacheng Heavenly Spirit Divine Body can control nine souls at the same time. The nine souls can be integrated into one's own body, increasing the strength by more than nine times?

Although the power of the Ascension Divine Body is powerful, if it cannot be washed to the soul level, it is impossible to affect the Dacheng Tianling Divine Body.

The reason why Xue Qianxun lost to Yao Yunxi so quickly was not because of his physical condition, but because of his person.

Xue Qianxun and Yao Yunxi are very different.

Among the ten ancient physiques, apart from the star divine body, the other nine divine bodies have never been divided into strengths and weaknesses. Only the owner is the fundamental factor that determines victory or defeat.

As for the star body, which is recognized as the first of the divine bodies, the star body is too mysterious. Even Qin Ge knows very little about it, but it has long been proven that the Dacheng star body can kill the supreme.

Looking at the other nine major physiques, no one has ever been able to reach this point.

The mysteries of the star body are extremely mysterious.

"The next match will be between Han Qingluan and Zheng Long."

The originally noisy scene suddenly fell silent. This human civil war has attracted much attention. There are too many geniuses from the human race in this Shengwu Conference, and it is destined to lead to a civil war among the human race. However, Han Qingluan and Zheng Long were ahead of schedule.

The big guys in the King's Seat also looked at the two parties who were slowly taking the stage with great interest.

Han Qingluan was carrying a giant blade that was taller than her, and walked towards Zheng Long with his head held high. Zheng Long walked towards Han Qingluan with a proud attitude of being the boss in the sky, the second boss in the world, and the third boss in the earth.

The two sides stood less than one meter away from the center, their eyes facing each other, full of gunpowder!

"Today, only one person can step off this martial arts stage!" Han Qingluan looked at Zheng Long and said with a grin.

"Hmph, that's exactly what I meant! But that person must be you!" Zheng Long snorted twice and said "seriously".

"Just you? We have fought so many times, how many times have you won?" Han Qingluan said disdainfully.

When King Saibei heard this, he looked at King Zhenhai in confusion.

"The two of them often spar?"

"No... I don't know." King Zhenhai was also confused. This brat was as timid as a ball. When did he take the initiative to compete with others?

Qin Ge looked at the two people who were still talking with interest. He always felt that these two people would have some fun.

"Oh, you and I have competed seventy-six times, but we only won thirty-two more games than me. It's just luck. What are you pretending to do?"

"No more nonsense, let's see the real deal!" Han Qingluan seemed to be too lazy to talk nonsense. The giant blade on her shoulder was instantly held in her palm, which caused a burst of exclamation from the audience.

Although Han Qingluan has been carrying this giant blade since the competition, she has always dealt with the enemy with one slap, neatly and neatly. She has never seen Han Qingluan actually use the giant blade.

Everyone is speculating that perhaps Han Qingluan will use her giant blade only when she encounters an opponent who can truly compete with her.

Could it be that now?

"Hmph." Zheng Long snorted coldly. Purple profound energy surged out of his body and wrapped around his body like purple snakes. Dense purple patterns appeared on Zheng Long's face.

The auras of the two earth evil monks suddenly emerged, and everyone present felt the fiery fighting spirit.

"war!"

"kill!"

The two of them shouted at the same time. Han Qingluan clenched the handle with his right hand. The heavy and huge blade was as flexible as a soft sword in Han Qingluan's hand. He cut out the dense sword net with just one breath!

This thing composed of countless sword nets is shockingly like a giant palm!

The audience suddenly exclaimed when they saw this!

At the same time, the purple electricity on Zheng Long's body kept rising, intertwining and intertwining in the sky, converging into a terrifying purple fist.

The purple lightning is raging, ferocious and terrifying.

I don't know why, but when they saw the sword energy palm and the purple electric fist, King Saibei and King Zhenhai's eyes jumped, always feeling that something bad was going to happen.

"Hahahahaha, I knew you would punch first, seventy-six times, and you are like this every time, idiot!" Han Qingluan pointed at Zheng Long's nose, laughing and mocking.

"Hmph! Look at my purple electric fist, it broke your sword energy cloth!" Zheng Long urged his purple electricity fist in anger and rushed towards Han Qingluan's sword energy cloth.

The seat of kings.

"Are they... guessing?" King Sifang looked blankly at the two purple electric fists and sword energy cloth that collided with each other below.

This thing looks like rock, paper, scissors, right?

The corners of other people's mouths also twitched, as if I didn't recognize these two people.

However, Han Qingluan and Zheng Long didn't care so much. The purple electric fists and sword energy cloth collided wildly, and the intense profound energy fluctuations made the surrounding air roar.

boom!

Finally, as Zidian's fist shattered, Sword Qi Bu rushed straight towards Zheng Long.

But the strange thing is that Zheng Long didn't make any defensive moves and just stood there.

The Moon Emperor's dharma body frowned and was ready to save people.

hum!

The sword energy cloth flew to Zheng Long, stopped in front of him, and then dissipated.

"Hmph! This game is your fault." Zheng Long snorted coldly and waved his sleeves, showing off his expert demeanor.

After saying that, he waved his robe again, turned around gracefully, and left a handsome back figure to thousands of spectators.

The spectators looked at this scene in confusion. Is this the end? Is this the end? Is this the end?

"Tsk!" Han Qingluan smiled disdainfully, "You have lost to me so many times, and this time is no different."

"And, I said, only one person can step off the stage here!"

Hearing Han Qingluan's words, people were shocked. Are they serious about it?

Zheng Long paused, then slowly turned around, looking at Han Qingluan with deep eyes.

"Don't bully others too much. I don't want to hurt your life." Zheng Long stood on his arms, and the purple lightning on his body kept pouring out, intertwining and intersecting behind Zheng Long. In just a moment, a purple lightning giant hundreds of feet tall Good for the field.

The invisible power pressed over like a surging wave, and it was endless and terrifying.

"Hmph." Han Qingluan snorted disdainfully. The giant blade in his hand was pointed directly at Zheng Long. The powerful force of the sword was surging, stirring the rhythm of the avenue.

Qin Ge looked at Han Qingluan in slight surprise. During this period, she actually mastered the sword. Mastering the power of the sword means that the swordsman can use the power of heaven and earth to fight against the enemy.

Whether one can take advantage of the power of heaven and earth is an insurmountable barrier for monks below the soul transformation realm.

As for the Soul Transformation Sword King, the power of the sword is useless to them. At that time, the sword king had already achieved his sword intention, and the sword power no longer mattered.

Han Qingluan has mastered the power of the sword at a young age. Should it be said that he is worthy of the star body?

"Get out of here!" Han Qingluan said coldly.

When Zheng Long heard this, purple lightning shot out from his eyes, and the purple lightning giant behind him also moved accordingly.

The audience was shocked. Are we going to start a fight?

"Okay sister!"

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