Chapter 919 Contemporary, I Am the King!

The Sun Moon Martial Soul suppressed it, and the sky on the battle platform trembled.

Such momentum made Feng Yixue and others on the ranking stage frown.

"This attack should be Zhu Aotian's strongest blow." Zhou Zhen murmured.

"It's stronger than the blow when I was dealt with." Feng Yixue raised her brows lightly, and said in a low voice.

If it was before, everyone would almost think that Xiao Yun would be defeated.

But at this moment, when they looked at the battle stage, their eyes were full of expectations.

"Can this Xiao Yun defeat this attack?" Many people were curious.

The sun and the moon pressed down, and Xiao Yun's soul moved, and his palm turned into a blade and slashed forward.

Chop the stars!

This style seems to be very simple, but it has the potential to smash the stars with one palm.

The small palm struck out, tearing apart the void.

hum!

There was a ripple in the palm of the hand.

There are mysterious fluctuations in it.

That is the profound meaning from the three styles of suppressing the sky.

God's Martial Arts!

Although Xiao Yun didn't activate the divine aura in it at this time, this pose still contained the essence of it.

With one palm out, the sun and moon in front of him were eclipsed.

With just one palm, a ripple rippled in the void, defeating the sun and moon pattern.

Then the palm light flashed and hit the sun and the moon.

boom!

The loud noise shook the sky, and the sun and the moon trembled. They were defeated and turned into bits of light.

hum!

On the opposite side, Zhu Aotian's body trembled, and he flew upside down, the light of the martial soul flashed, and he was quickly absorbed into the sea of ​​consciousness.

puff!

He spat out a mouthful of blood.

This time he retreated in embarrassment, his legs and feet were shaking, and he couldn't stand still for a long time.

On the opposite side, Xiao Yun strolled over, his soul suspended above his head, solemn and solemn, exuding a vast aura of martial arts.

That kind of momentum enveloped Zhu Aotian, making his heart jump with fear.

"You have lost!" Xiao Yun looked at Zhu Aotian lightly, his eyes revealing disdain.

Although the Sun Moon Martial Soul is very strong.

But Xiao Yun, who has comprehended the martial arts of God, is not comparable to the ordinary people.

"I'm defeated!" At this moment, Zhu Aotian's eyes dimmed, Xiao Yun's blow just now almost hurt his soul.

At this moment, he had to admit that he was indeed inferior to the young man in front of him.

Although he felt aggrieved by his loss.

When Zhu Aotian surrendered, there was a purple gold dragon pattern on his body.

Roar!

The dragon pattern did not appear, as if there was a real dragon roaring.

Then it fell into Xiao Yun's waist card.

Xiao Yun's waist card shone with light and became even more dazzling.

"Oh." Zhu Aotian sighed, and rushed towards his ranking.

At this time, the cultivators near Jinlongtai were almost stunned.

It wasn't until Zhu Aotian sat down and began to close his eyes and adjust his breath that the uproar resounded.

"Is Zhu Aotian defeated?"

"Oh my god! As strong as Zhu Aotian, how could he be defeated?"

"How could this Xiao Yun's soul be so powerful?"

Shouts of exclamation rose and fell like waves, submerging the entire Golden Dragon Terrace.

Before, Xiao Yun fought with his soul, causing many people to shake their heads.

No matter how strong the soul is, it has limitations after all, how can it be as strong as its own power?

But the fact is contrary to everyone's expectations.

This Xiao Yun won.

And he won so simply.

The majestic Zhu Aotian possessed an ancient martial spirit but was invincible.

"Soul Martial Arts!" On the ranking stage, Zhou Zhen's eyes flashed, his face solemn.

At this moment, when he looked at Xiao Yun, he was full of fear.

"Can you be so powerful when you use your soul to perform martial arts?" Lei Zhentian was extremely shocked.

This result made him look with new eyes, and he had a new understanding of the world of martial arts.

"Martial arts knows no boundaries, and it is possible to use the soul to display the profound meaning of martial arts to this extent, but it is rare in ancient times!" Some kings from outside nodded slightly, and said, "As expected of the son of the king of war, he has unique insights into martial arts, which should be regarded as a talent. Extraordinary."

"I think it's because of his accomplishments in martial arts that he can become a genius at the purple-gold dragon pattern level!" King Yi of Tiangong stroked his short beard, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. A mysterious fluctuation was found on the ground.

That kind of fluctuation made him full of longing.

"Victorious?" On the high platform, Xiao Yuanxun's tense nerves finally relaxed.

"Haha, victory! This Xiao Yun really did not disappoint!" Xiao Yuanrong laughed, looking extremely happy.

Just now he thought Xiao Yun was reckless.

Unexpectedly, this junior used his soul to perform martial arts, and unexpectedly defeated that Zhu Aotian.

"Is this the number one aspiration?" Xiao Feng who was beside him blinked, his heart was extremely shocked.

The shot just now was too shocking.

How powerful the Sun Moon Martial Soul was, yet it was defeated by a small soul.

It's hard to imagine that a person's soul can be so strong.

"Hehe, number one, Xiao Yun actually won the first place!" Palace Master Wu looked at the void in front of him, the blood in his body was boiling.

"This is my disciple of Wu Zong!" The elders of Wu Zong next to him were also full of joy.

They spoke to the people next to them.

The youth ahead make them proud.

"This Xiao Yun won?" Some people were happy and some were worried. Right next to him, Xiao Chenglong stared blankly at the battle stage. Until now, he still couldn't accept this fact, or didn't want to accept this fact. A genius who could have been number one.

"Is this talent at the Purple Gold Dragon Mark level?" Yu Wenquan was also dumbfounded, and his heart was filled with turmoil.

"If you let him grow up, maybe he won't be much worse than his father." On the other side, Yao Qingfeng also had a solemn face.

These three people are transmitting sound.

"The King of War?" Speaking of the King of War, Xiao Chenglong's expression changed.

Back then, these two words were like a mountain pressing on top of their heads.

"It's just a junior." After pondering for a while, Yu Wenquan's eyes turned cold, and he said, "It's not because he was as strong as the king of war back then? What's more, he is a junior who hasn't grown up?" He snorted coldly, and his tone unexpectedly There is a murderous intent emerging.

"These guys!" This kind of murderous intent made Xiao Yuanrong beside him show anger.

Xiao Yuanxun also frowned, but didn't say much.

These people are all kings, and he can't shake them hard.

"It seems that the rumors back then are true. The King of War does not agree with a certain faction of the three major clans." The expressions of these three people were clearly caught by the eyes of some nearby kings. He murmured to himself, "There is even news that the King of War was ambushed by people from these three major clans, and he was bloodied in the end. He almost hated Tiandu."

"It's just that the King of War is extraordinary, he finally killed him and left Tiandu with a baby."

King Yi's eyes flickered.

These are rumors, only a few people know.

Not only King Yi was contemplating, but many kings beside him couldn't help but glanced at the people of the three clans.

Because the expressions of these three people are too obvious, it is easy to think of what happened back then.

Of course, everyone just mulled over these things for a while, and in the end their gazes focused on the Golden Dragon Terrace.

At this moment on the Golden Dragon Platform, Xiao Yun's soul had already submerged into the sea of ​​consciousness.

He just stood there on the battle platform, his robe fluttering in the wind, his eyes staring at all directions, like a king looking down on all directions.

A kind of aura of being the king of the world, who can give me nothing, permeates from him.

That kind of momentum made many people's hearts move slightly, and they felt an inexplicable pressure.

With that appearance, it was as if he saw a king appearing in front of him.

"Who else wants to challenge me?" Xiao Yun squinted, and swept across the ranking stage one by one. The words were very light, but the momentum in them gave people a kind of kingly prestige. This kind of power is not deliberate, it comes entirely from his own temperament.

When the voice fell, the hearts of everyone in the audience trembled.

Previously, many people believed that Xiao Yun would lose.

Even the top 20 people thought that they could advance one place because of this.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Yun actually won at this time.

At this moment, a feeling called jealousy grew in everyone's hearts.

You know, in the ranking battle, almost every spot is obtained in exchange for battles.

Everyone can sit in the current position is a representative of strength.

Xiao Yun's ability to defeat Zhu Aotian is also a representative of strength.

It means that he can overwhelm the crowd and enjoy the crown.

It's just that there is still some depression among these people.

Because Xiao Yun won too quickly just now.

Winning was incredible and gave them a very unreal feeling.

"I'll challenge you!" On the qualifying platform, Lei Zhentian got up, his eyes flashed, and he walked out from above.

"Okay!" Xiao Yun stood with his hands behind his back with a calm expression on his face.

"Thousands of thunder!" Lei Zhentian landed on the battle platform, and he was not polite, his whole body flashed with lightning, and his aura was pushed to the limit. The infinite thunder flashed, and he immediately struck towards Xiao Yun, and the arc of lightning flashed. The dazzling light, the power is astonishing.

"Thunderway?" Looking at the falling thunder light, Xiao Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and immediately he took a step forward, just letting the thunder light strike down, his body actually walked into the place. Among Lei Hai, such a scene shocked the audience.

"He didn't resist?" Many people were surprised.

"Is this ignoring Lei Zhentian?" One must know that this Lei Zhentian has a cultivation level of the Palace Realm!

How can ordinary people resist this attack?

Such a chop is enough to seriously injure a cultivator in the palace realm.

crackle!

However, the thunder light fell on Xiao Yun's body, and the lightning arc flickered, but it didn't knock him into the air.

Instead, Xiao Yun strolled away, walking out step by step, and was about to arrive in front of Lei Zhentian.

"This..." Looking at the young man who was about to approach him, Lei Zhentian felt a storm in his heart.

Although he was defeated by Zhou Zhen, he was still very confident in his own strength.

This blow can at least make ordinary palace realm cultivators retreat.

But now, this Xiao Yun actually resisted his attack without mobilizing his soul?

What does this mean?

"If you want to fight me, I think it's better to do this kind of attack sparingly, otherwise you won't even have a chance to make a move!" Xiao Yun walked out from the sea of ​​thunder, raised his eyebrows, and looked at the shocked man. Lei Zhentian said calmly.

At this time, there was a faint flash of lightning on Xiao Yun's body.

This kind of attack is very strong, but Xiao Yun's physical strength at this time can already resist this kind of attack.

In addition, he used the Heaven Swallowing Art, and most of the thunder power was dispelled.

The reason for doing this is that he also wanted to test his overall strength at this time.

"Lei Huang Binding Dragon Seal!" Seeing Xiao Yun strolling out, Lei Zhentian's eyes froze, and he didn't dare to hold back.

At the moment, he urged Lei Huang to bind the dragon seal.