Chapter 378: The Ultimate Battle

"Hongtian Shenquan, breaking the world!"

This punch, like Zhan Wuji against other warriors before, is still a hand, still a random punch...

Even if Chu Yan is now the second-ranked existence in the top 100 emperor list, in Zhan Wuji's eyes, it is still... only worth a punch!

The fist strength is incomparably vast, and the void bursts inch by inch, like a group of golden ancient beasts, roaring and slamming straight into Chu Yan.

Chu Yan's face instantly became extremely solemn, and he knew very well in his heart that whether he could compete with Zhan Wuji and break his first punch would be the beginning.

Zhan Wuji's fist, the fist is powerful and powerful, the fist mark passed, the space trembled violently, where it passed, everything disappeared into nothingness, absolutely earth-shattering, and in an instant, it came to Chu Yan's eyes.

Chu Yan's eyes trembled slightly. Zhan Wuji's fist was the strongest blow among the young warriors he had ever seen. Chu Yan even felt that even if he was a powerhouse at the sixth level of the True Martial Realm, under this punch, it was also the strongest blow. Dead and alive!

At this time, there was silence in the entire arena, everyone held their breaths, their eyes were infinitely round, and they were all waiting for Zhan Wuji. As usual, with one punch, the battle was over, and the entire battle of the emperor was over. or….

"The Sword of Heaven Punishment, there is no certainty to return to one!"

Under the gaze of hundreds of thousands of pairs of eyes, in the silence of the audience, an angry shout exploded...

At this time, Chu Yan's infuriating energy rose into the sky like a flaming flame, and eight cyclones in his body were spinning and flying.

The Clear Sky Sword in his hand was held high, and the breath of his whole body was like a roaring dragon, rushing straight to Yun Xiao, the sword glow in his hand, and spit out nearly a hundred meters...

call out!

The sword light shattered the sky, slashing straight down at an amazing sword speed, and in the blink of an eye, it collided with the golden fist light like a mountain.

Boom... rumble!

Under a thunderous storm, the blasted air waves rolled into the sky, the roaring winds, flying sand and stones, swept the entire battlefield in an instant. One trembled.

Chu Yan and Zhan Wuji were instantly swept away by the billowing air waves, and the figures of the two disappeared in the dust mist of the battle platform in an instant, and they couldn't see clearly at all... The result of this punch!

in the stands,

Everyone's eyes were stunned, their eyes trembled constantly, and they stared at the battle platform, and all their hearts mentioned noise.

next moment….

Swish!

Above the battle platform, in the turbulent dust mist, a figure flew upside down like a meteor, and the speed was extremely fast. After a thousand steps, it gradually stabilized.

This person, wearing a black robe and holding a long sword, is...Chu Yan!

Everyone's pupils shrank suddenly, and they looked fixedly, only to see that Chu Yan's face was flushed, his breathing was rapid, his eyes were staring at not far away, in the gradually dissipating dust mist, the purple figure that slowly appeared, his eyes flashed. Constantly moving.

Zhan Wuji's punch was unimaginably powerful. With one punch, it not only knocked Chu Yan back a thousand steps, but at the same time caused the whole body of Qi and blood in his body to tumble continuously, shaking his internal organs.

Fortunately, Chu Yan's physical body is at least five or six times stronger than that of a martial artist of the same rank. Otherwise, he will be seriously injured by this punch.

"Chu Yan, do you understand now?"

Zhan Wuji stood proudly on the spot, with his hands on his back, looking at Chu Yan with disdain in his eyes, he shook his head, sneered, and said:

"I don't know how high the sky is, the boy can't even catch a punch from me, and dare to challenge me..."

After speaking, Zhan Wuji slowly turned his head and looked at the white figure on the stand in the distance.

Before, Ye Zilin was defeated by Chu Yan's hand, but now, in his Zhan Wuji hand, Chu Yan couldn't even block a punch.

On the side of the battle platform, Chu Yan frowned, Zhan Wuji's true combat power greatly exceeded his expectations.

Before coming to power, Chu Yan was psychologically prepared for Zhan Wuji's power.

But what I didn't expect is that this kind of power has exceeded Chu Yan's expectations, many...

"Zhan Wuji, if you want to win, it's not that easy!"

The true qi revolved, suppressing the tumbling true qi in the body, Chu Yan shouted violently, rushing out, and swept towards Zhan Wuji.

Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!

A string of afterimage-like figures in black robes, when the wind was galloping, the whole body trembled continuously. With the trembling of Chu Yan's body, one after another black shadows exactly like him rushed out of his body, and in the blink of an eye, nine afterimages appeared. , while rushing towards Zhan Wuji.

Immediately afterwards, ten "Chu Yan" held their long swords high and slashed suddenly, and ten sword beams attacked Zhan Wuji at the same time.

One silver and nine blacks, ten incomparably fierce sword qi, drawn ten broken trajectories in the void, and the sword qi filled the sky and stirred in all directions.

"Dragon Elephant"! Chu Yan risked his life to get the first trophy in Mitian Ancient City. At the same time, in the hands of Chu Yan now, in addition to the "Sword of Execution", there is another secret skill of the ground.

Not long ago, Chu Yan cultivated this secret skill to the first level. Although it did not reach the realm of small success, it has been successfully used.

Each of these nine shadows has nearly 10% of Chu Yan's external combat power, and the nine shadows are also the limit of Chu Yan's operation of "Dragon Elephant Art".

In the stands, when Chu Yan separated nine shadows, Mo Xie's blood-colored pupils shuddered suddenly. He didn't expect that Chu Yan had a martial skill similar to his.

On the battlefield…

Zhan Wuji saw that Chu Yan was suddenly divided into ten and turned into ten figures to attack, but he smiled contemptuously.

"Humph! Moxie's little trick, Mo Xie's trick is useless to me, and you... are also useless!"

Immediately, Zhan Wuji raised his fist and shouted at the ten black figures rushing towards him.

"Hongtian Shenquan, swing mountains and rivers!"

Zhan Wuji punched again, and a huge fist like a small building rushed out, charging towards the ten "Chu Yan" in front of him.

"Blast it!"

This punch is obviously more powerful than the first punch. You must know that Zhan Wuji itself is a genius among geniuses. His combat power surpasses that of the same level of martial artist. The martial artist whose pressure is higher than his.

In the stands, everyone was staring at the incomparably huge fist, and the ten black figures rushing towards the opposite side.

When the two collided, either Chu Yan was killed on the spot, or Chu Yan saved his life and flew out of the stage with serious injuries. There was absolutely no third possibility.

No matter what kind, with this punch, Chu Yan...will definitely lose!

Under the gaze of hundreds of thousands of astonished eyes, ten sword beams and fist marks collided.

boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!

A series of air explosions, like ten high mountains collapsing, made an earth-shattering loud noise.

The sword glow and the fist print alternated, and all ten sword glows burst open. Chu Yan was slammed back dozens of steps under the violent fist.

"what!?"

"Chu Yan turned out to be... blocked!? Just now, he just flew upside down a thousand paces away."

"This... is not right, his martial skills just now, those shadows, don't seem to be right..."

"…"

As Chu Yan's figure stood firm, the exclamations from the stands rose from the sky. Under the punch of Zhan Wuji, Chu Yan was not injured, and... not defeated!

At this time, Chu Yan has already resisted Zhan Wuji's two fists. This... is the only one in the entire top 100 emperor list, one person!

In the depths of the stand, Ye Zilin in a white dress and a pair of beautiful eyes trembled, and the jade face under the white gauze was full of surprise.