Chapter 425 Lost Streak

"Let's go to Li Kuangren, what do you call your Excellency?" Li Kuangren clasped his fist to the Taoist youth.

Unexpectedly, the young man in the robe was extremely arrogant, and gave Li Kuangren a faint look: "You are a mortal warrior, you are not qualified to know my name, you should do it first, otherwise, when I do it, you will not have the chance to do so."

The other party's cultivation base was one level lower than his own, yet he still despised him like that. Li Kuangren was immediately angry, and said to the other party in a cold voice, "You are courting death!"

As soon as the words fell, Li Kuangren stepped out. His figure was like lightning, and he approached the young man in Taoist robe in an instant. His fists were wrapped in blood-red airflow and went straight to the opponent's chest. This is Li Kuangren's combination of battlefield killing skills and Li Kuangren. The martial arts killing fist created by the family's innate martial skills!

Li Kuangren kept in mind Song Yan's master's instructions, and the first shot was the ultimate move, and he did it with all his strength.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two fists with 10,000 jins of strength slammed into the chest of the young man in Taoist robe.

The opponent flew away.

At the moment when the opponent blasted away, Li Kuangren couldn't help but secretly said that this immortal cultivator was just like that. At the same time, there were bursts of applause from the Yanhuang side.

The young man in Taoist robe flew several meters upside down, but he landed unscathed again, and said to Li Kuang with disdain, "Are you only capable of this? Even my defenses can't be broken!"

Most people didn't realize that when Li Kuangren's fist slammed into the Taoist youth, a faint golden light suddenly overflowed from his body, and it was that golden light that blocked Li Kuangren's attack.

Seeing this scene, Yan Huang's expression turned slightly dark, and Li Kuangren's full-strength blow could not injure a 6th-level Immortal Cultivator, which was really shocking and surprising.

"Come again!"

Anger flashed in Li Kuangren's eyes, and he stepped out again, heading straight for the other party.

However, at this moment, the young man in Taoist robe threw something. The thing was a fist-sized golden seal. As soon as the golden seal appeared in the air, it turned into a golden beam and slammed into Li Kuangren.

"boom!"

Seeing the golden seal that came out of nowhere, Li Kuangren was taken aback and hurriedly punched him.

It was only his fist that collided with his golden seal, and he felt a strong force coming from the golden seal. Although he fought hard, he was still shocked and stepped back several steps.

Just when he stood firm, the golden seal came flying again.

"Bang bang bang!"

Time and time again, Li Kuangren was knocked back again and again, and his face became paler and paler, because every time he was hit, a force would break into his body.

Seeing this scene, the faces of the people on Yanhuang Kingdom's side were a little unsightly. It was obvious that the opponent's realm was one level lower than Li Kuangren, but with the power of the magic weapon, he was defeated and retreated in a row, which was too embarrassing and helpless.

And Song Yan glanced over the golden seal, but showed a thoughtful look. This golden seal is a magic weapon, a second-grade treasure, and it is the worst of the second-grade treasures. He detected it before. When the real essence of the nine foundation-building capitals and their disciples were all mixed and impure, he had some doubts that the inheritance of this group of immortal cultivators was probably not very good.

After seeing the magic weapon used by the other party, he became even more skeptical, because the refining of this magic weapon was too simple, and the dignified second-grade treasure actually only had a "smashing" function.

After colliding with the golden seal several times in a row, Li Kuangren was finally unable to resist.

What everyone didn't expect was that after smashing Li Kuangren, the immortal cultivator continued to manipulate the golden seal to smash Li Kuangren's head, intending to smash his head.

"stop!"

Seeing this scene, Li Mu couldn't help but suddenly changed his face and shouted loudly, and when he saw the situation, he was about to rush out to save people.

However, just as he stood up, a cold hum sounded in his ear, and suddenly, he fell back to his seat with a tragic expression as if struck by lightning.

On the field, Li Kuangren, who was in the air, saw that the golden seal was about to hit him on the head.

"boom!"

Li Kuangren screamed and flew back, landing more than ten meters away, and fainted directly.

But the young man in Taoist robe still had no plans to stop, and he actually manipulated the golden seal to fly over again, intending to kill Li Kuangren completely.

A cold light flashed in Song Yan's eyes, and he flew to Li Kuangren's side when his body swayed. He reached out and grabbed his body and stepped back, shouting, "We admit defeat!"

"Hmph, mortal warriors are really vulnerable!" The middle-aged Taoist sneered and took back the golden seal.

It is typical to be unforgiving in gaining power. As soon as these words came out, not only the faces of Yan Huang and everyone participating in the competition changed greatly, showing anger, but even the heads of state, the nine patriarchs and the patriarchs of the six major sects of the ten families did not. How beautiful.

"In the first round, the Xianmen side won." Han Song walked out, announced the result, and continued: "The second round begins, please send the players from the Xianmen side first!"

As soon as Han Song finished speaking, a handsome man in a Confucian robe walked out of the group of cultivators, looking extremely relaxed while looking forward.

"Please send the players from the Yanhuang side." Han Song said again.

This Confucian-robed youth is a cultivator of the seventh level of the innate, and if he wants to win, he must only send a warrior of the eighth level of the innate.

So, Long Jian's eyes swept across the congenital eight layers, and asked, "Who is going?"

"I'll go meet him!"

As soon as the figure flickered, a man in black sportswear flew out and landed in the center of the field, standing opposite the Confucian robe youth.

Shi Shiran, a young man in Confucian robe, said: "You are not my opponent. If you admit defeat now, you can save your life. Otherwise, when I launch an attack, you will not even have a chance to beg for mercy!"

"Stop talking nonsense, take the call!"

The young man in the black sports suit took out the soft sword from his waist and slammed it out.

However, at this moment, the young man in the Confucian robe smiled strangely, and his figure began to fly back. At the same time, he took out a jade talisman from his sleeve and quickly squeezed a magic formula and threw it into the sky.

"Look at my thunderbolt!"

"Boom!"

Like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, the jade talisman burst, shooting out a thunderbolt that instantly hit the opponent.

The black-clothed sportswear youth screamed and was beaten to the ground, his body charred black, but the Confucian-robed youth bullied himself in front of him and kicked his temple with a kick full of true essence. The young man in black sportswear was shaken into a paste, and he died.

Sure enough, there is no chance to beg for mercy!

On the other hand, Yan Huang's side was angry, helpless, and even more panicked when he saw that the other side had made a ruthless attack on a man who had lost his combat effectiveness.

Song Yan's face was also a little gloomy. If he continued to compete, he was sure that Yan Huang would not have the slightest chance to win. I am afraid that half of the hundreds of warriors who participated in the competition would be good enough to survive.

It's just that he has some doubts, what is the purpose of this competition with the immortal cultivator?