Chapter 877: The Wailing of a Genius!

Boom!

Twelve immortal lights shot up from Yan Xingkuang's body and turned into twelve supreme mad immortal kings. This is no longer the holy spirit dharma body, but the supreme true spirit, the holy spirit of Tao!

The endless majesty of madness swept across the ten directions, making several peerless geniuses frown, obviously they did not expect this kind of combat power!

"Today I will defeat you with one blow!"

Yan Xingkuang was defiant at the moment, looking down at Ye Wushuang, the twelve mad fairy kings crossed the storm and surrounded Ye Wushuang in the center!

That body instantly rose hundreds of feet, as if twelve ancient supreme immortal kings had appeared in the world, unstoppable!

"The Twelve Tactics of the Mad Immortal, kill!"

Yan Xing yelled wildly, and the twelve mad fairy kings moved accordingly, smashing down at Ye Wushuang in the center!

"Quickly admit defeat!"

Seeing this, Jin Ling yelled loudly, telling Ye Wushuang to admit defeat, if not, this move will definitely destroy Ye Wushuang!

"Admit defeat!"

Everyone also shouted, after all, Yan Xingkuang's strength has entered the ranks of peerless geniuses, and his combat power is no longer something Ye Wushuang can compete with.

If the battle continues, Ye Wushuang will definitely be crippled, that would be a pity!

"It's good to use it!"

However, for others, it doesn't feel like that.

People like Duobao, Randeng, Xunqing, and Zhenjun Cihang very much hope that Ye Wushuang will be abolished, so that they will vent their hatred in their hearts!

Facing the figure below the battle platform, Ye Wushuang didn't move his hands behind his back, and didn't even blink his eyes, very calm and calm!

"It's the same old way, don't you have some new tricks?"

Ye Wushuang spit out a sentence indifferently, with the same disdain, which made Yan Xingkuang at a loss. Could it be that Ye Wushuang had been taught before.

However, who has he fought against before, except...

etc!

Suddenly, Yan Xingkuang's gaze fixed on Ye Wushuang's figure, and he kept overlapping with the figure of Guan Tianfeng fighting with him, but they were so similar!

"No matter who you are, you must tear off your mask today!"

Yan Xingkuang had some guesses in his heart, but he was not sure about Ye Wushuang's identity!

"kill!"

He clapped his hands, like the master of the fairy king, and gave an order, and the twelve mad fairy kings swooped down!

Boom!

Ye Wushuang also stepped out, with golden light shining on his body, the dazzling brilliance was dazzling, like a little golden sun, making people unable to open their eyes!

Boom!

The sky and the earth trembled, and when the eyes of the crowd got used to it, the golden light on Ye Wushuang's body rose rapidly, forming a golden giant, hundreds of feet high, standing on the sky, like a giant who opened the sky!

"This is……"

Looking at this golden giant, the crowd felt unbelievable. A true spirit with a hundred feet is enough to defy the sky, but this golden giant is hundreds of feet long, making even ten mad fairy kings seem insignificant!

"Is this the true spirit of the masked youth? Could it be that the masked youth has also broken through the Great Sacred Realm?"

"No, he hasn't!"

Many people were horrified, but they quickly denied it, because Ye Wushuang's aura was only the eightfold of sages!

"Do you think you are invincible because you are big? What is truly invincible is your supreme combat power. No matter how big you are, you are just a paper tiger!"

Yan Xing shouted angrily.

Boom!

As soon as his words fell, the golden giant clasped a big golden palm upside down. In the palm, there was an ancient sacred script flashing, just like a golden ancient Tianshan, and he took it hard!

Boom!

A mad fairy king was immediately photographed, and responded to Yan Xingkuang, is it a paper tiger!

The battle body of the giant spirit, fused with Pan Zu's true blood, is already Pan Zu's battle body!

Pan Zu opened the sky, which existed earlier than the Human Emperor. When he entered the sky, what a majestic appearance, and how powerful his combat body was, how could a few mad immortals dare to disobey him!

Moreover, Ye Wushuang has been blessed with combat power other than Taishang Huazhen, how can he resist it!

"kill!"

One was suppressed, and the other hand fell quickly, and another one was suppressed in an instant!

"How can it be?"

Looking at this scene, Yan Xingkuang roared again under his red face, and his eyes were a little fierce. He is a peerless genius, and today is the day of his blooming!

Once you fight, you can become famous!

However, now things backfire!

"No, I must defeat him as soon as possible!"

Yan Xingkuang's eyes showed madness, all the power of Daohai exploded, and injected into the bodies of the remaining ten mad fairy kings, infinite power was aroused!

The ten true spirits and mad fairy kings also kept raising their heights, rushing towards Pan Zu's battle body!

"Suppressing God Monument!"

Ye Wushuang tapped with one hand, and nine heavenly lights burst out, piercing through the sky, and the heavens were in turmoil!

"what is that?"

The eyes of the crowd were astonished, and they looked up, and the pierced sky burst out with nine rays of divine light, turning into a monument of the gods of Jiudao Town, as if the heaven and the earth could suppress it!

retreat!

Seeing this, Yan Xingkuang's face was horrified, and he yelled loudly, ready to recall the ten mad fairy kings, but the hanging heaven-suppressing stele pierced through the heads of the nine mad fairy kings instantly at the speed of light !

Bang bang bang!

Under the shocking eyes of the crowd, the Nine Immortal Kings were swept away, and the tyrannical and tyrannical Mad Immortal King was instantly exploded, vulnerable to a single blow!

"Destroy!"

Ye Wushuang also yelled abruptly, peerless, the golden giant of several hundreds of feet, just stepped on it, spanned a thousand meters, and slapped on the head of the last mad fairy king!

Endless golden scriptures bloomed on its head, and then that head burst instantly, and the remnant body fell, turning into the power of Taoism to wreak havoc on the void!

"It's so violent!"

When the crowd saw this, their eyes popped out. If that slap fell on someone, how terrible would it be?

"The Twelve Tactics of the Mad Immortal have also been defeated!"

In the Kunlun Holy Academy, all the excitement and excitement disappeared in an instant, and turned into a strong unbelievable, powerful genius, even vulnerable!

"impossible!"

Yan Xingkuang couldn't believe it, today was destined to be his day of blooming, how could it be like this!

"Boom!"

Believe it or not, the golden giant stepped on Yan Xingkuang with a crushing kick. The footprint was too big and boundless, and the void in all directions was suppressed, leaving him no chance to escape!

"Roar!"

Immediately, Yan Xingkuang punched the sky, and Kuangba's fist kept hitting that giant foot.

Rumble!

That giant golden foot trembled, but moved forward without hesitation, falling rapidly, and getting smaller and smaller, the speed was extremely fast, and gradually enlarged in Yan Xingkuang's pupils!

Yan Xingkuang's complexion changed drastically, and he opened his mouth to vomit: "I..."

Boom!

Before Yan Xingkuang could admit defeat, his body tilted, and his face was immediately stepped on the ground by that extremely shrunken foot.

Bang!

The head hit the ground, and the battle platform was sunken downwards, with countless cracks and splits stretching out!

Immediately, the eyes of the crowd also stared away, and the pupils shrank sharply!

"Peerless genius!"

With one foot on Yan Xingkuang's face, Ye Wushuang looked down at him!

"Wooooow!"

Yan Xingkuang was stepped on and made a humming sound, extremely resentful and ashamed!

The crowd below were all shocked on the spot, they couldn't believe their eyes, a person who thought he would be defeated, now won the battle with a miraculous method, and slapped them hard!

Even in the Zhuxian Holy Academy, all the students were red-faced, Yan Xingkuang was so powerful that even they didn't trust the people in their own Holy Academy, and now the ending is reversed, so they can't tell!

"How is it possible, Yan Xingkuang is the peerless genius of our Holy Academy, how can he lose?"

In the Kunlun Holy Courtyard, the eyes of countless people are also ferocious!

"genius!"

Hearing the voice below, Ye Wushuang looked up at the sky and asked suddenly, "What is a genius?"

Suddenly, everyone in the audience was at a loss, not understanding what Ye Wushuang said!

What is genius?

Even they don't know!

But at this time, I heard Ye Wushuang spit out a sentence: "Genius is just a stepping stone for me, Ye Wushuang!"