God-level Replication System

In fact, with Lin Xuan's true strength.

Don't say this Zhou Wenhao, it's Zhang Yuchen, he can also use only physical strength to suppress with one punch.

However, Lin Xuan doesn't want to reveal too much strength yet.

It is to cover up, this punch, using martial arts.

In an instant, a punch was thrown, and the violent fist was surging, turning into an air cannon that was several meters in size and flew out.

At the same time, an unparalleled domineering aura emerged.

It was as if Lin Xuan had turned into an invincible overlord.

Powerful.

Even Zhou Wenhao's full-strength attack, the three major artistic conceptions, and the spread of power were all stagnant, unable to get close to Lin Xuan ten meters away.

The next moment, the attention of everyone on the field, Lin Xuan's fist mark wrapped in unparalleled domineering, slammed into the huge sword beam that was dozens of feet tall and carried three major artistic concepts.

Although the domineering air cannon fist mark is only a few meters, its size is far less than the huge sword glow.

But above the power, it is not inferior at all, and even more than a lot.

boom!

Immediately, a terrifying explosion sounded.

It was swept up in circles, visible to the naked eye, and the terrifying ripples of power scattered around.

This time, not only the people below the Spirit Origin Realm on the field, but even the spectators on the first and second floors of the Spirit Origin Realm couldn't bear it.

I just felt a tinnitus, my eardrums were sore, and my blood was surging.

I almost couldn't help it, and wanted to spit out a mouthful of blood.

The high-level forces of the surrounding forces, the warriors in the middle stage of the Spiritual Origin Realm and above, quickly dispersed their power, offsetting most of them.

It just recovered.

When everyone looked at the two people in the ring, they were even more horrified.

It's just the aftermath of hard regret, and there is such power.

How terrifying the real power should be, they can't imagine it.

His eyes converged on the ring again.

He saw that Lin Xuan's expression was still indifferent, while on the opposite side, Zhou Wenhao's expression changed drastically.

In the high altitude, Lin Xuan's incomparably domineering air cannon fist mark, once again blocked Zhou Wenhao's huge sword beam.

Not even an inch, this time it was already densely covered with cracks like spider webs.

boom!

A deafening explosion sounded.

Zhou Wenhao said that it was the strongest blow against Zhang Yuchen, and the huge sword light condensed, like a cracker, shattered.

It turned into the endless spiritual energy of heaven and earth and dissipated away.

As for Lin Xuan's air cannon fist, which spreads unparalleled domineering power, he is slightly smaller in size, and his power and speed are not diminished, and he continues to crush Zhou Wenhao.

Wherever he passed, the surrounding air was instantly crushed into endless powder.

Power is terrifying.

opposite.

Wow.

Zhou Wenhao couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The huge sword glow of his full blow was smashed, and he was also attacked, and he was seriously injured in an instant.

Looking at Lin Xuan, full of horror:

"How is that possible? How can you be so strong?!!"

He could never have imagined that he would cast the strongest sword stance, and strike with all his strength under the three major artistic conceptions he realized.

Not only did he not defeat Lin Xuan, he couldn't even make Lin Xuan take a step back.

On the contrary, his attack was easily broken, and the injury was not light.

The gap is so big, it seems that he is in the spirit-opening realm, while Lin Xuan is in the spirit-yuan realm.

rather than the other way around.

At this time, the strength that Lin Xuan showed was no longer his level, but far surpassed him.

Zhou Wenhao was also in awe of Lin Xuan's strength and talent, and couldn't help himself.

But at this moment, he woke up in an instant.

Uncontrollably, the cold hair stood on end, the cold sweat poured out from behind, and the whole body trembled.

Because he felt a deadly sense of threat.

Impressively, it came from Lin Xuan's incomparably domineering air cannon fist print.

"Lingyun destroys the sky!"

"Ling Yun's sword!"

“…”

Zhou Wenhao's face was heavy, and several sword beams slashed out, landing on the domineering air cannon fist mark.

clang clang.....

The sound of metal clashing rang out continuously.

But all the sword glows only slightly reduced the power of the air cannon fist mark.

But it has never been able to break it.

On the contrary, it was Jianmang, which was broken by the anti-shock force.

"Not good! This fist mark is too strong! It is not something that can be achieved in the early stage of Lingyuan Realm!

It has definitely reached the mid-level of Lingyuan Realm! "

Zhou Wenhao also changed his face again.

Under a few blows, the speed of the domineering air cannon fist mark was only slowed down by a few points.

But as the air cannon approached, the sense of deadly threat increased rather than diminished.

At this moment, Zhou Wenhao still doesn't understand.

This battle, he not only lost completely.

Moreover, he was far from being Lin Xuan's opponent. If he wanted to meet Lin Xuan's fist mark, he would at least be seriously injured.

Even dying in the ring is not impossible.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he had to admit that it was the truth.

After Zhou Wenhao's complexion changed for a while, he finally made a decision.

Instead of using his sword to resist, he turned around and fled under the ring.

Although this is a bit embarrassing.

But for the sake of some so-called face, it caused serious injuries and damaged the foundation.

It is very likely that even a month later, the Xuanyuan Ranking Tournament will not be able to participate.

That would be a big loss.

In contrast, it is clear which is lighter and which is heavier.

He knew how to choose.

As a spiritual realm, it is extremely fast.

In an instant, Zhou Wenhao flew hundreds of meters away from the ring.

And the domineering air cannon fist mark, without Zhou Wenhao's resistance, continued down and landed on the ring.

Boom!

A terrifying sound spread all over the place.

The whole square trembled as if an earthquake had occurred.

All the spectators in the square were screaming in agony. They fell to the ground like dumplings, and they were extremely confused.

In the surrounding stands, many warriors with weaker cultivations all turned their heads and almost fell from the stands.

Fortunately, the top leaders of the major forces saw this and quickly took action, which was barely stabilized.

At this moment, in the entire square, screams, exclamations, and the sound of falling to the ground, all kinds of voices are mixed.

Coupled with the smoke and dust, it became a mess.

Even Zhou Wenhao, who fled hundreds of meters away, was affected by the aftermath.

The qi and blood kept rolling, and he spit out a mouthful of blood again, adding three points to the injury.

It was also more shocking than Lin Xuan's strength.

"Quiet!"

At this time, a stern shout came out, like a thunder explosion.

In an instant, all the sounds on the field were suppressed.

Astonishingly, on the eastern stand, the sect master of Yangyuan Sect, the first powerhouse in Chiriyu, and the only one who exists in Yuanhai, Zhang Xing shot.

Zhang Xing also looked a little ugly.

He Yang Yuanzong presided over the Scarlet Sun Territory competition countless times, but it became so chaotic that it was almost impossible to maintain order. This was the first time.

Immediately, Zhang Xing waved his hand, and a violent hurricane emerged, dispersing the smoke and dust that filled the square.

The scene on the square is revealed in front of everyone.