Immortal emperor reborn mixed city

Countless amounts of soil and dust poured down, and everyone hurriedly used their spiritual power to resist. This soil was extraordinary, carrying powerful spiritual power fluctuations.

These soils actually have the ability to absorb and store spiritual energy in them, which makes people change their color slightly.

Su Yan and Wentian turned a blind eye to this. They only had each other's life in their eyes and had no other aspirations.

It's just the beginning, it's not a real contest, it's just a test of the opponent's strength.

This test, Wentian knew the details of Su Yan, and it was right to think about it. Otherwise, why would Su Yan dare to fight him? It would naturally have weight.

"You're not bad, you're really good."

Wentian said with a smile, but his smile was a bit cold, and there was even more murderous intent that could not be concealed.

"How can I, an ant like you, speak? I'm going to die!"

Su Yan didn't want to talk too much. It was a contest of strength. The strong were respected and the weak paved the way. That was all.

A terrifying wave filled the air in Su Yan's hands, carrying a faint golden spiritual power. This spiritual power was different from before. It was more pure and peaceful, and seemed to be weaker.

However, this is not actually the case. After countless times of refining and extraction, this spiritual power has reached a new level, and its pure ability shows its power more and more.

Although it looks weak, it is actually more terrifying.

This can be felt from its fluctuations. The expressions of the people around him changed drastically at this moment, with a look of horror on their faces.

Ask yourself, this group of leaders and hermits are simply unable to fight against the enemy. It is too terrifying and they cannot bear this power.

"You monster, you are really a monster!"

"No wonder it's so famous, no wonder it's so outrageous!"

"Conquering the four directions and destroying the strong ones from all directions, it seems that his title of Su Baxian is well-deserved."

Su Yan naturally had no time to pay attention to the sighs of the people around him, nor did he hear them at all. The spiritual power in his hand was pointed directly at Wentian.

This golden spiritual power cannot be endured even by Taoists in the later stages. It is too terrifying.

But Wentian showed a hint of sneer and made no comment.

"You want to deal with me even with this little strength, I think you are just wishful thinking!"

Wentian's hands were moving, and the same majestic and overwhelming spiritual power filled the surroundings, and the smoke curled up like the green smoke coming out of a farmyard.

But this spiritual power is extremely lethal, it is the anger of Wentian.

"Go for it!"

The spiritual power struck again and collided with Su Yan's golden spiritual power, as if two masses of spiritual power had merged, without a sudden and terrifying shock.

But at this time, the two of them did not stop. Instead, they rushed toward each other together, their hands filled with light, and they had murderous intentions.

Unexpectedly, both of their tricks were like this, a feint of spiritual power. In fact, this move was the real move.

"Xian Su Ba, take one of my moves!"

Wentian struck with a palm. The terror of this palm was indescribable. In short, it was a strike of his anger, full of firepower.

Naturally, Su Yan wasn't afraid at all. He didn't dodge or resist. He let Wentian's palm hit him, and his palm also hit Wentian's chest. This was a rhythm that meant they would both die together.

Wentian's expression changed, and he couldn't help but said angrily: "You don't want your life, you don't want your life!"

Wentian naturally would not let Su Yan attack him. He retreated at this moment, and his own offensive was unsustainable. Su Yan naturally avoided this attack.

From Su Yan's point of view, Wentian just didn't have the guts, which made him even more disappointed.

"Why did you become the leader of the Piao Miao Sect with so little courage and courage?"

Su Yan laughed, with a mocking gaze. At this moment, he no longer regarded Wentian as his opponent, because he was not worthy and not qualified!

"Die."

Su Yan said lightly, and a majestic force of collapse filled his body. This force was naturally terrifying, and it was more shocking than before.

Wentian was naturally extremely angry at Su Yan's words, but he didn't pay too much attention to it. Dealing with Su Yan was the most important thing at the moment.

Facing Su Yan's destructive power, Wentian's whole body was clear at this moment, with a faint cyan spiritual power surrounding his whole body, and an ethereal force came towards Su Yan.

"Piaomiao Jue!"

The treasure of the Piao Miao Sect is the secret method that only the sect masters of all generations are qualified to learn and practice. Naturally, there is no need to elaborate on its horror.

The appearance of this magic formula actually directly resisted Su Yan's destructive power, which made Su Yan's expression change slightly.

His power of destruction is an Immortal Technique move, which is extremely terrifying. It's just that his current state is not good enough and he cannot display its terrifying power.

But even so, it is impossible not to be able to deal with Wentian, after all, he is already in the realm of innate perfection.

Su Yan frowned and suddenly understood that Wentian's move was probably not just a trivial move, it must have its own unique and powerful features.

The confrontation between the two magic techniques caused a terrifying wave, and everyone around them felt a force that could destroy them.

This caused countless people's expressions to change drastically, and they hurriedly used all their spiritual power to resist, and at the same time fled towards the cave. Such a battle could no longer be watched at close range.

This was a disaster for the Piaomiao disciples. Their cellphones were destroyed and they could no longer broadcast live. Even the disciple who held the cellphone was seriously injured and needed emergency treatment.

When the wave dissipated, Su Yan and Wentian flew into the air again, got out of the collapsed chamber, and competed in the air.

Both sides continued to take action, spiritual power was radiating, golden light and cyan light were blooming everywhere, as if they were born with a vision.

With the blessing of "Piaomiao Jue", Wentian was not afraid of Su Yan at all. He only wanted to take action and only wanted to destroy Su Yan.

However, after launching a series of attacks, the panting Wentian found that Su Yan was not injured at all, which made him feel uneasy, and at the same time, the murderous intent in his eyes was rising.

"Your body!"

Su Yan smiled and said lightly: "Yes, my body has been sanctified and is made of sapphire. How can you hurt it?"

The physical body has become a saint. This is definitely Su Yan's bragging. He hasn't even written a word about it yet. He just wants to mock Wentian.

Naturally, Wentian would not believe it. How terrifying it would be to become a saint in the flesh. The legendary Jiang Ziya and his group had become saints in the flesh, and that was just a legend.

"Talking nonsense, watch me tear apart your last disguise!"

Wentian Gai came under pressure and hit Su Yan with a kick, which was naturally a vital blow, and his speed and strength were extremely high.

Su Yan clenched his fists tightly and struck with one punch, pointing directly at Wentian's feet. The collision was not weak at all.

This fluctuation was not very big, but the sound of the collision was so loud that it actually caused thick clouds to roll up in the sky.

The two of them exchanged blows, but both of them retreated backwards. This force also forced them to retreat. It was indeed too terrifying, and it was a desperate move.

"The sky is going to change!"

Many people looked horrified, completely unable to understand how powerful the two of them were. It was so terrifying.