Chapter 781 Are You Stronger than He Feihan?

When Jiang Hanzhi saw that the person who came to power was Lu Cong of Qinglong Academy, he was also shocked, but then his face returned to calm.

He looked at Lu Cong indifferently: "It turned out to be Brother Lu Cong. I have long heard that Brother Lu Cong's Mantra is the strongest sonic exercise in ancient times. I just learned a thing or two today."

Jiang Hanzhi was somewhat dissatisfied with Lu Cong's ranking before him on the Jinshen list.

In the past few hundred years, he has been retreating and practicing hard, and he has received many opportunities, and his strength has increased greatly. He believes that his own strength is enough to win the top three in the list of gods.

Today, he wants to let everyone know his true strength in front of the powerful people.

Lu Cong heard the strong sense of challenge in Jiang Hanzhi's words, and suddenly grinned on his originally expressionless face: "Although you really know my mantra, I won't disappoint you later."

Jiang Hanzhi heard the words, his eyes were cold, and he didn't speak any more, and the black gas gushed out of his whole body, turning into a cloud of ink that kept rolling around his body.

"This is the Jiang family's ice hell art!"

"It seems that Jiang Hanzhi has cultivated the Ice Prison Art to the ninth level, condensing the power of the Ice Prison!"

The powerhouses of the Quartet were surprised and discussed.

When everyone was discussing, with Jiang Hanzhi's body as the center, layers of black ice continued to condense on the arena and spread, and soon spread to Lu Cong.

Seeing this, Lu Cong suddenly shook his feet, and streaks of golden light continued to emerge from under his feet, waving outwards like ripples. Under the fluctuations of golden light, the black ice condensed by Jiang Hanzhi's power of ice prison could never approach the top ten of him. Husband.

Jiang Hanzhi's eyes narrowed, and he was secretly surprised.

I heard that when the 4,000-character mantra reaches 4,000 characters, the practitioner will generate 4,000-character real power, and the same level of power is invincible.

Was that 4D Zhenli just now? Could it be that Lu Cong has practiced the 10,000-character mantra to 4,000 characters!

Just when Jiang Hanzhi was surprised, the surrounding powerhouses were buzzing again.

"Wan Zi Zhenli! Unexpectedly, Lu Cong's 10,000-character mantra has reached the fourth level!"

"The legend has condensed the 10,000-character real power, and it is invincible under the god level!"

"The 10,000-character real power is comparable to the divine power of a god-level powerhouse!"

Lu Cong listened to the discussion of the powerhouses, and looked at Jiang Hanzhi with a smile on his face: "Although your Ice Hell Art is not weak, you haven't cultivated to the tenth level of Great Perfection, and you are not my opponent, Jiang Hanzhi, you are now It’s still too late to take the initiative to step down from the ring.”

Jiang Hanzhi's face was ugly, he drank it coldly, and suddenly the ink cloud swayed all over his body, and he came to Lu Cong in an instant, and punched out.

The ink cloud rolled, and the terrifying fist force suddenly hit Lu Cong's chest from the ink cloud.

At the same time, there was a faint sound of whimpering and screaming.

"This is the Wuguiquan of the Wuguimen in ancient times!" Someone recognized Jiang Hanzhi's boxing power and couldn't help being surprised.

"Wuguiquan?! Legend has it that under the god level, he was hit with Wuguiquan, surrounded by ten thousand ghosts, and his soul was swallowed by ten thousand ghosts. It was extremely painful!" Someone shouted.

Everyone was surprised.

Qin Yi, the head of Qinglong Palace, was surprised when he saw that Jiang Hanzhi actually used the Wuguiquan of Wuguimen in ancient times.

Lu Cong looked at the power of Wugui's fist, but he didn't dare to be careless. Golden light burst out from his whole body, and then opened his mouth, and one by one, ancient runes composed of mysterious patterns flew out.

Every ancient rune is like a small golden mountain, with golden glow blooming.

The golden talisman and the Wugui fist collided together.

Earthquakes.

The arena shook violently.

The golden talisman and Wugui fist power dissipated at the same time.

Lu Cong took a few steps back, while Jiang Hanzhi took a dozen steps back, his face pale.

Lu Cong stabilized his body and opened his mouth again. This time, these golden runes were no longer one by one, but formed a string.

Jiang Hanzhi's complexion changed, and the ink cloud all over his body condensed, forming a black armor.

Under the ring, Huang Xiaolong watched the two fighting fiercely, his face always calm.

Although Jiang Hanzhi and Lu Cong displayed their strengths that shocked everyone, in his eyes, they were just two older children fighting.

The strength of the two is still a lot worse than that of Wan Long, who was the first in the list of gods.

In the ring, the fierce battle continued, but the more Huang Xiaolong looked at it, the more boring it became.

In the end, after more than 100 moves, Jiang Hanzhi was defeated by Lu Cong and was knocked off the ring.

Jiang Hanzhi was shot down in the ring. Looking at Lu Cong in the ring, although he was still unwilling, he could only touch the blood on the corner of his mouth and retreated behind the Jiang family's patriarch.

Lu Cong stood on top of the ring, with a powerful aura covering the square, and said indifferently and domineering: "I wonder who wants to see the power of Lu's mantra?"

This time, none of the disciples dared to enter the ring.

Although the ten Amethyst Water Qin Shendans are attractive, who knows if they can still be alive when they fall into the ring like Jiang Hanzhi.

Seeing that no one was on the stage, Lu Cong couldn't help turning his head to look in the direction of Huang Xiaolong, and smiled softly: "Don't tell me no one from Xuanwu Academy dares to come up? If so, then I really want to thank you for giving us 20,000 high-ranking gods from Qinglong Academy for nothing. God stone."

"After seeing the power of Brother Lu Cong's 10,000-character mantra, I saw that the Xuanwu Academy was already scared to pee. How dare I take the stage and compete with Brother Lu Cong." At this time, a senior elder of Qinglong Academy couldn't help but chuckle. stand up.

"I think so too, but I didn't expect that Huang Xiaolong to be such an idiot that he gave us 20,000 high-level divine stones for free!" Another Qinglong Academy Supreme Elder continued.

The two said to themselves, the voice was not loud, but with the strength of everyone in the field, they could hear it clearly.

Liu Yun's face was furious. Just as he was about to fly to the stage, Huang Xiaolong suddenly reached out his hand to stop him and said, "To deal with Lu Cong, I don't need Senior Brother to take action, I'll do it."

Feng Yang, Liu Yun, Qi Wen, and Chen Yang were all startled.

Feng Yang stared at Huang Xiaolong and nodded slowly, "Be careful."

"Please don't worry, Master." Huang Xiaolong replied respectfully, then turned around, and with a flick of his body, he had already appeared on the ring.

Everyone was surprised when they saw that the person who played in the Xuanwu Academy turned out to be Huang Xiaolong.

When the Lady of Yaochi saw Huang Xiaolong on the stage, her eyes lit up, revealing the color of thought.

Qinglong Palace Master Qin Yi sneered to himself.

In the ring, Lu Cong stared at Huang Xiaolong, shook his head and smiled lightly: "Huang Xiaolong, to be honest, I admire your courage. You dare to take the stage even if you know you are defeated."

Everyone in Qinglong Academy also laughed lightly.

Huang Xiaolong's face was calm: "I originally wanted to give you a chance to live, but now it seems that you have no chance."

Lu Cong and everyone from all directions were startled.

Lu Cong laughed, and the strong man in the four directions could not help shaking his head, looking at Huang Xiaolong with pity in his eyes.

"Huang Xiaolong, sometimes I have to admit that you are indeed quite talented in being funny." Lu Cong stopped laughing and looked at Huang Xiaolong playfully: "You said you wanted to give me a chance to live? Even if it was Now that He Feifan has broken through to the god level, and he doesn't dare to say that he can kill me, do you think you are stronger than He Feifan now?" (To be continued "This text is provided by the breaking dawn update teamx-on:". If you like this work, welcome You come to "" to vote for a recommendation vote and a monthly pass. Your support is my biggest motivation.)