Chapter 1472

"What is the origin of this Wenzhuo? Its strength is so strong."

On the square platform where the immortal altar is located, the immortal old monster's eyes narrowed.

Shui Zhe is the first genius of the immortal altar, so the immortal old monster pays great attention to the seventh challenge arena.

Originally, in the view of the immortal old monster, there should be no accident that shuizhe won a hundred consecutive victories, but the sudden rise of Wenzhuo made the immortal old monster feel a threat.

Cultivation is also semi holy, and can kill the invincible emperor with one fist. In fact, its power is infinitely close to shuizhe. It can be said that Wenzhuo is definitely shuizhe's biggest opponent this time.

"Don't worry, immortal. All the skills of shuizhe are inherited from you."

"Although Wenzhuo's strength is not general, he still doesn't see enough in the face of shuizhe."

Next to the undead old monster, the elder of the undead altar talked about it again and again, with no worry on his face.

After all, shuizhe is not an ordinary semi saint. In the eyes of the elders of the immortal altar, Zhuo Wen can never be the opponent of shuizhe.

The immortal old monster nodded. Shui Zhe is a genius trained by the immortal altar. He has a lot of cards. He doesn't think Shui zhe will lose to that Wenzhuo.

At the moment when Zhuo Wen and Shui zhe met, countless people's eyes converged.

At the moment, many arena battles have ended ahead of schedule, and the players who have won a hundred games in a row are also looking at the seventh arena with interest.

"This Wenzhuo's strength is extraordinary. I don't know if he can win over shuizhe?"

The flower fairies in the garden of flowers in the secluded flower environment have graceful posture among the flowers, and the giggling laughter is as clear and pleasant as a silver bell.

Many martial artists around are distracted and frustrated by it, and their eyes show the color of obsession.

"No!" the murderer replied coldly.

"I don't think so. Although shuizhe's cultivation is only semi holy, his power of law is extremely powerful. I'm afraid ordinary empty Xuan saints can't help him."

The whole body is haunted by countless water waves of Yasha, Jie's sneer, and his voice is extremely gloomy and terrible.

Although the other first geniuses in the secluded world didn't speak, it can be seen from their looks that they are more inclined to water philosophy.

As the first genius in the secluded world, they had a competition before, and they all understood how powerful their means and strength were.

It is because they know the root and the bottom that they are so sure that shuizhe will win.

Yang Yi leaned lazily against the edge of the challenge arena. He was surrounded by several junior brothers and sisters of famous colleges. His eyes fell lazily on Wen Zhuo, revealing a faint smile.

"The strength is good. It can last 99 consecutive victories."

Shuizhe stood proudly and continued: "however, your winning streak will soon end. It will be ended by me."

Zhuo Wen glanced at shuizhe lightly, then looked at Cao Rong and said, "master Cao Rong, I don't want to listen to nonsense. I'd better start quickly."

As soon as he said this, shuizhe's face was stiff, and his eyes immediately showed blood, which was a sign of anger.

This article is really too much. He even talks nonsense in front of him. Obviously, he doesn't pay attention to him at all.

"Let's go!"

Cao Rong opened his mouth lightly. Speaking of it, he also wanted to see what kind of sparks these two geniuses, who are also semi saints, would make.

Especially Wen Zhuo, he could not see his specific accomplishments before. He didn't fully realize his true accomplishments until he fought.

Obviously, Wen Zhuo has practiced a very difficult hidden secret method. Even he was blindfolded at the beginning.

Coupled with the strong combat power shown after Wen Zhuo, Cao Rong was very interested in this humble scattered cultivation at the beginning.

Whoosh!

As soon as Cao Rong's words were spoken, Shui zhe moved. His action was very rapid, like a cunning rabbit, and came to Zhuo Wen in an instant.

"You don't use the power of law?"

Zhuo Wen stood still, looked up slightly, looked at the water zhe who was almost close at hand, and said indifferently.

"You still need the power of law to deal with you?"

Shuizhe said, throwing out a hard punch and banging at Zhuo Wen's head.

"Then don't regret it."

Zhuo Wen grinned and blew out the same punch. With this punch, the traces of golden veins on the surface of his fist were very obvious, and a vast breath spread.

Boom!

The two fists were opposite, and a sullen voice broke out. Then shuizhe stepped back dozens of steps, while Zhuo Wen remained firm.

"What a terrible strange force?"

Shuizhe's eyes showed a frightened look, and he stared at Zhuo Wen in surprise. He really couldn't think of why the young man's body was so terrible in front of him.

"Shuizhe fell into the downwind?"

This scene, in the eyes of others, is complicated.

"Don't be careless."

Shuizhe's eyes became cautious. He shook his right hand gently, and his twisted wrist began to recover gradually.

"Death!"

Water zhe shouted, and the smell of death spread. Then a huge ghost of death appeared behind him.

The ghost of death was tall, dressed in a hooded black windbreaker and holding a black sickle several feet long.

As soon as the law of death was released, shuizhe stepped on the ground with his right foot, and the terrible force spread, and the ground under his feet suddenly burst.

Whoosh!

Water philosophy, like an arrow from the string, plundered out and blew out a fist again, which condensed the great meaning of death.

The strong meaning of death spread and even affected many martial artists around, making them have a sense of fear of death.

"Desolate!"

Zhuo Wen is also unwilling to show weakness. A desolate force spreads, as if he could abandon everything in heaven and earth.

This barren force condensed in Zhuo Wen's palm to form a small black ball.

At the moment when shuizhe came, Zhuo Wen pushed out with a palm and suddenly pressed it in front of shuizhe.

Boom!

Desolation and death collide, gray and black, almost all around the challenge arena.

Then the huge challenge arena, like withered flowers, began to age, and finally collapsed inch by inch and turned into powder.

Whoosh!

At the moment when the challenge arena was broken, two figures retreated from both sides of the ruins and suspended in the air.

The afterwave turned into an angry wave and spread around, making the martial artists watching in the seventh challenge arena step back involuntarily and show fear in their eyes.

In mid air, shuizhe and Zhuo Wenyao are facing each other, and the war spirit is soaring.

"Your strength is very good, and the strength of this desolate law is also very strong, but unfortunately, the power of the law of death I understand is still above your desolate law."

The corners of shuizhe's mouth are full of mockery. In terms of law alone, the law of death is indeed higher and stronger than the law of desolation.

"So what? You still failed in the end."

Zhuo Wen was too lazy to pay attention to Shui Zhe. When he pinched his right hand, the barren law rolled and condensed to form a Zhangxu gun.

Whoosh!

Zhuo Wen stood with a gun and stepped on the void with his right foot. The whole person was like a burst of smoke. He swept out violently. As soon as the gun was thrown, the terrible desolation force diffused out, making the space begin to twist.

Shuizhe was unwilling to show weakness. When he stretched out his right hand, the false shadow of death behind him roared like a shadow, enveloping shuizhe's whole person.

At that time, shuizhe was full of the breath of death, and the virtual shadow of death was like a coat on shuizhe's body surface, which made his breath soar to the extreme.

"Die!"

With a low roar from shuizhe, the sickle of the God of death suddenly cut out, and the blade erupted a black awn like substance, which swept out of the void and directly cut in front of Zhuo Wen.

Zhuo Wen's eyes were cold. The barren gun in his hand suddenly turned, and the gray barren gas spread out.

Boom!

The two weapons hit each other hard, and a gray black mushroom cloud energy mass broke out between them. The afterwaves spread like ripples towards the surrounding space, making the surrounding space distorted and unstable.

Bang bang!

They each stepped back for dozens of steps, and then they were unwilling to be outdone. As soon as they stepped on the soles of their feet, they were intertwined like a whirlwind again.

The power of the two laws of desolation and death intertwined and erupted into extremely mysterious fluctuations.

This wave spread and set off an endless wave of anger. Under the influence of this wave, all the people around the challenge arena went back and forth.

Some martial artists with insufficient strength vomited a mouthful of blood and turned pale as snow.

"What a terrible force of law, the battle between these two..."

Not only the other fighters in the seventh challenge arena, but also the fighters in other challenge arenas in the natural world were stunned.

Their eyes fell on the two constantly intertwined figures. Because the speed of their interleaving was too fast, some people could not even see the specific track of the two people. Only from the fluctuation caused by the impact of the two, it can be seen that the battle between the two people was extremely fierce and terrible.

The first geniuses of other secluded places, such as flower fairies, murderers and Yasha, who had previously evaluated Zhuo Wen and Shui Zhe, also showed their dismay.

"It seems that Wenzhuo is really not simple. He actually understands the barren law. Even shuizhe's death law is difficult to suppress the former."

The flower fairy giggled and laughed like a silver bell. A pair of beautiful eyes fell on Wenzhuo, which contained curiosity and interest.

Bang!

There was another dull noise. Shui Zhe and Zhuo Wen stepped back dozens of steps and faced each other from a distance.

Shuizhe's eyes were full of dignified color and said in a deep voice: "it seems that you haven't done your best before. It's really rare that the barren law can play such a great power on you."

"However, the battle between us will soon end."

With that, the law of death on shuizhe began to surge, and his eyebrows burst out an amazing black awn.

"Eye of death!"

Then shuizhe opened a crack in the middle of his eyebrows and drilled out the dark pupils in the crack.

At the moment when the eye of death opened, the law of death around shuizhe began to boil, and then gathered in the black pupils of his eyebrows.

Whoosh!

After all the laws of death entered the eye of death, the eye blinked suddenly and erupted a dark light