C726 Kill

His fist intent had already shocked the entire audience.

Countless pairs of eyes stared fixedly at the arena that was filled with a powerful destructive force. Endless waves of air rolled, covering the arena that was in front of them.

Their hearts were in their throats!

Whoosh!

He did not disappoint the crowd. A figure shot out from the tornado and a mouthful of dark red blood sprayed out.

Before anyone could clearly see who it was that flew out, another figure shot out. Like a cannonball, it shot into the sky.

"Boom!"

Aiming at the target, he threw a punch into the air!

It was an ordinary punch, but it gave everyone a supreme visual impact.

The person who had been sent flying and vomiting blood narrowed his eyes. He crossed his arms in front of him to protect himself.

Crack!

He threw out a punch and collided with it. The sound of bones shattering could be heard. The pair of arms that were protecting him with their arms crossed fell down with a scream.

The fist of the person who threw the punch did not lose its power. With a loud bang, it smashed into the chest of the person who was sent flying. The chest of the person who threw the punch collapsed. It could be seen with the naked eye that the latter's chest had collapsed.

If it wasn't for the fact that his cultivation level was extraordinary and his body was as strong as a Fifth Sixth Rank Demon Beast, this punch would have been enough to break his chest and kill him!

However, the person who threw the punch was also ruthless. When he saw that his attack didn't have the effect of death, he threw another punch in the next second!

The eyes of the person who was sent flying back flickered with fear. At this moment, he no longer possessed any fighting strength. Even at his peak, he was unable to withstand the might of a single punch.

He was on the verge of death.

This punch was enough to kill him!

This was the second time he felt the threat of life on this arena. Truly terrifying!

"I admit. . . "

"Do you want to admit defeat with my permission?"

The man's voice had just been heard when he was interrupted by the voice of the person who had punched him, causing him to be unable to speak at all. There was a rule during the battle. Only when the word "admit defeat" was completely shouted out would the competition stop. Now, there was only one word "admit defeat," which meant that the competition would continue.

"My Wind Mist Sect admits defeat!"

A voice was heard.

Apart from that, a terrifying Qi rushed up to the stage and aimed at the man who threw the punch. Apparently, he wanted to use the Qi of a top king to suppress him, making it impossible for him to kill his opponent.

However, the man who released the aura seemed to have underestimated the power of the man who threw the punch. To the others, this aura was enough to suppress them to the point that they could not even lift a finger. However, to the latter, it was just slowing down their movements and increasing the pressure! There was nothing else!

"Go to hell!"

"The person who had punched out knew that he was running out of time. If he didn't break it in a split second, he wouldn't be able to kill his opponent.

Raising his fist, his fist intent filled the air as he punched out! It was as fast as lightning, and it surpassed everyone's line of sight. Even a quasi-Sword Lord Level expert would not be able to see it clearly.

Boom!

It collapsed!

Sizzle sizzle!

A punch was blasted out, directly piercing through the opponent's chest, bringing out countless amounts of fresh blood and minced meat. Crimson red fresh blood sprayed onto the entire arena like a rain of blood.

Simple, violent!

A punch that tore through the chest!

The entire arena was filled with the smell of blood!

It was extremely thick!

Even the disciples who had seen a lot of blood could not help but feel their scalps go numb. This method was so bloody and ruthless, was it still human? He was even more decisive and ruthless than a demon!

Hu!

A whirlwind spun, and a figure appeared on the arena. It was Sima Lang.

"Lucky Faction, Lucky Faction. . . "

Sima Lang caught the body that had turned into a corpse and kept shouting. However, no matter how he shouted, Sima Jipai was dead! Even if the ancient Medical God Pill God was reborn, he still wouldn't be able to save Sima Jipai!

Sima Jipai, dead!

Whoosh!

Jian Ao's body fell from the sky. He gasped for breath and immediately pulled away from Sima Lang. He had killed Sima Lang's nephew and the pride of Wind Mist Sect. No one knew what Sima Lang would do!

Sima Lang took a deep breath and placed Sima Jipai's corpse on the arena. He turned to look at Jian Ao with a ferocious face. "You have to pay with your life. You have killed my nephew. I will compensate you with your life!"

Boom!

Before his voice could fade away, Sima Lang attacked. His figure was like a shadow, and even though Jian Ao's soul had already become a king, he still couldn't see his figure.

The strength of a peak king warrior was actually this powerful!

"Not good! Danger!"

An extremely dangerous Qi emerged in Jian Ao's mind. He no longer held back the speed of his Wind Shadow Step. His body turned into three and he headed in three different directions.

"What an insignificant skill!"

Sima Lang was shocked, but he was shocked by this kind of footwork. With his ability, he couldn't tell which of these three figures was the real one. However, he had already made up his mind to kill Jian Ao to vent the hatred in his heart! To get rid of the sect's scourge!

Since he couldn't defend himself, he didn't need to defend himself anymore. All of them were turned into powder!

Rumble!

A top king attacked. Not to mention destroying the heavens and earth, it was also transforming the rotten into the mystical.

A palm stretched out, covering the sky and blocking out the sun as it pressed down! Kacha! Crack! A terrifying aura of destruction burst forth! Boom! The entire arena was destroyed by the crowd!

Puchi!

Two of the figures of the three Jian Ao were destroyed by this palm. One of them even spat out a large mouthful of blood. Before the palm landed, just the power of the palm had already caused him to vomit blood!

The gap between a king and a king was actually so huge!

"Die!"

Sima Lang grinned hideously.

He pressed down with his palm. Bang! Bang! Bang! The air collapsed, and Jian Ao's body was exposed under his palm!

The strength of a top king was very terrifying. Even if Jian Ao's body was comparable to a Sixth Rank Demonic Beast, he would not be able to withstand it!

If this palm really struck down, Jian Ao would definitely die!

"Sima Lang, you've crossed the line!"

A roar sounded.

A figure suddenly appeared in front of Jian Ao, who was kneeling on the ground.

He had a head full of white hair, but the aura he exuded was much stronger than Sima Lang's. He had the demeanor of a grandmaster!

Swoosh!

He stretched out his hand, and a sword of true essence suddenly appeared in his hand. The sword qi on the sword spread out and cut through the void.

"Slash!"

Swish!

With a slash of his sword, that palm that blotted out the sky and covered the sun directly shattered, and strands of fresh blood dripped down.

Dong! Dong! Dong!

Sima Lang, who was floating in the air, suddenly retreated. His eyes were filled with shock. "Sword Intent!"

Zhuge Liuyun had actually comprehended the sword intent. Even if it was not fully formed and could not be considered a true martial true intent, it was more or less enough!

He, Zhuge Liuyun, had actually taken that step!

That step was the gap between the strong and the powerful. It could be said to be the difference between heaven and earth!