Chapter 2093 One Move to Win

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On the mountain peak, the soul was awakened like a devil emperor, shaking the world and oppressing the heavens.

What's even more astonishing is that his aura rose rapidly, and in just a few breaths, he became twenty times stronger!

This means that, like meng lang, he possesses two ways to enhance his strength, and both of them are ten times stronger!

"So powerful, this person is by no means inferior to any top evildoer in Zhige City!"

"That's right, the momentum alone makes it hard for me to breathe, and I'm frightened."

"Terrifying strength, he can definitely compete with the strongest heir of the Wanshengzong!"

Everyone exclaimed in amazement.

This person is really too powerful. It feels like facing a prehistoric beast, which naturally makes them fearful.

Ling Xian was not moved.

Hun is indeed a top monster, even stronger than Yu Juechen, but in a fair fight, he has never been afraid of anyone!

"I only make one move. If I can stop it, I will go. If I can't stop it, I will save my life."

Hun looked down at Ling Xian condescendingly, like an eternal sun, releasing a blazing light.

In the divine light all over the sky, a towering peak manifests, majestic, majestic, mysterious and immortal.

Suddenly, the void split open, and everyone coughed up blood.

The mountain peak was too heavy, and before it fell, the corners of everyone's mouths were bleeding and their bodies were cracked.

Even a fairy as strong as a magic fairy still has difficulty breathing, and her blood is churning.

"One move to decide the outcome..."

Ling Xian's expression became solemn, Wanzhang Peak condensed all the strength of the soul, and all the means were the embodiment of this person's practice so far.

Therefore, this trick is like a thousand tricks.

"Don't you dare?"

Hun glanced at Ling Xian lightly, and said: "I don't want to waste time, let's make a decision of life and death with one move." Vigorous and mighty.

boom!

The shocking repulsion condenses into one point,

Just like the legendary Zhuxian Excalibur, it can split the sky and open the earth, and slaughter gods and immortals!

This move is not only to steal the hands of the gods, but also a manifestation of Ling Xian's Taoism, to be fierce, domineering and invincible!

boom!

The peak fell, the magic hand flew across the sky, and the two shocking monsters struck with all their strength, causing everyone to cough up blood and retreat in embarrassment.

Even meng lang took a few steps back.

There's no way, it's too scary, even the ninth-level powerhouses have to avoid the edge for the time being.

"My God, this is too powerful."

"Both of them are shocking evildoers with the addition of the eight extreme realms, and surpassed three extreme realms. The aftermath of a full-strength blow is naturally ridiculously strong."

"I don't know, who will be better?"

Everyone stared closely at the void covered by the divine light, eager to know whether it was Ling Xian who was better or Hun Chess who was better.

After a few breaths, the dazzling divine light gradually dissipated, revealing the figures of Hun and Lingxian.

I saw blood bleeding from the corner of Ling Xian's mouth, his white clothes were torn, and his complexion was a little pale.

On the other hand, the soul is safe and sound, standing proudly.

This made everyone stunned, especially Mo Xianzi, who froze in place as if struck by lightning.

She never dreamed that the loser would be Ling Xian.

And at this moment, Ling Xian spoke.

"Don't hold on, it's meaningless to leave internal injuries for the face."

Hearing this, except for Hun and Meng Lang, everyone else was slightly taken aback, not knowing why.

"In my opinion, this makes sense." Hun took a deep look at Ling Xian, quite complicated.

"It's just deceiving yourself."

Ling Xian laughed, and said: "It's up to you, but you can't hold it."

Hearing this, Hun fell silent and had nothing to say.

This made everyone confused, and they really didn't understand what kind of riddle the two of them were playing.

"I'm here to help you out."

Meng Lang took a deep look at Ling Xian, then turned his gaze to the crowd, and said, "What you see is only the appearance, in fact, the soul has lost."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Hun and said, "Don't hold on anymore, what he said is right, you can't hold on."

"Forget it." Hun sighed softly, and then spurted out a mouthful of blood under the astonished eyes of everyone.

Ling Xian was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and he was coughing up blood, what this means, there is no need to say more.

Therefore, everyone was shocked, looking at Ling Xian as if they were looking at a god.

There is no doubt about Hun's strength, he is definitely the top evildoer in Zhige City, even if he is the strongest descendant of Wanshengzong, he may not be his opponent.

However, Ling Xian is even better, how powerful is this?

"I'm defeated." Hun looked at Ling Xian complicatedly, his face was pale and his eyes were dim.

His injury is not serious, otherwise, it is impossible to hold on.

"It's just a loss. If it wasn't for a decisive victory, I might not be able to win."

Ling Xian shook his head, Hun is the strongest person of the same level he has encountered so far in his cultivation, if his blow hadn't triggered the Dou Zhan Xiangu, he would be the one who coughed up blood.

"If you lose, you lose, whether it's one move or a thousand moves." Hun sighed, he knew that his foundation was a little weaker than Ling Xian, and it was impossible to win no matter what.

Meng lang thought so too.

He is on par with Hun, and if Hun is defeated, he is no match.

"Tsk tsk, my decision is indeed wise."

Meng Lang clicked his tongue and said with a smile, "How, do you regret not listening to me?"

"Why regret it? Failure is the only way to progress."

Hun glanced at Meng Lang lightly, then shifted his gaze to Ling Xian, and said, "I will fight you again after my foundation is complete."

"I'll wait." Ling Xian said indifferently, losing his momentum.

From the perspective of the universe, he is incompatible with the soul, and he should kill this person, but he can't.

Hun is the top talent who astonishes the world, although Ling Xian can beat him, but he can't keep his life.

What's more, there is such an existence as meng lang that is not inferior to the soul.

"What's the point of fighting?" Meng Lang curled his lips and said, "Isn't it nice to see the scenery?"

"The ways are different, so we don't conspire with each other." Hun glanced at Meng Lang, then his figure faded and disappeared.

"It's still a matter of disagreeing and not conspiring with each other. Forgot that you played mud with me?"

Meng Lang muttered something, then turned his gaze to Ling Xian, and said with emotion: "To be honest, I really didn't expect that you could defeat Hun."

"It's a fluke." Ling Xian said with a calm expression, "Do you want to fight me?"

"I don't want to seek abuse." Meng Lang smiled.

"Then let's leave. You and I have different positions, so we have nothing to say." Ling Xian said indifferently, not wanting to have too much contact with Meng Lang.

"This is the order to evict the guest."

Meng Lang smiled and said, "I'll tell you something, do you want to hear it?"

"Say." Ling Xian frowned slightly.

"Counting me and the soul, a total of five Tianjiao came to the universe."

"The strongest one comes from the You Clan."

"This person is the great-great-great-grandson of Sacred Patriarch You Shen. You should be able to imagine his strength."

Meng Lang spoke one after another, causing Ling Xian to frown. He didn't expect the gloomy great-great-grandson to come to the universe.

The holy ancestor is an invincible enlightened person, and his blood is extremely powerful, no less than the nine holy bodies of the human race.

Take Ji Huang as an example, she is a descendant of true immortals after countless generations, and her blood is already very thin, but even so, she can be called the pride of heaven.

From this we can see how powerful that gloomy great-great-grandson will be.

"Feeling troublesome?" Meng Lang smiled evilly and said, "Don't blame me for not reminding you. If you meet him, you'd better turn around and run."

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