"Not bad, better than before!"

Wang Kun smiled lightly and said, "Take my second move, one finger breaks the sky!"

With his hands together, a surging sword energy suddenly bloomed in the air.

With the appearance of the sword energy, Xiao Chen felt that the sword energy directly locked himself, and constantly condensed true energy on the sword energy, swallowing and spitting out a sharp edge.

"This is the unique 'power' of the martial saint. This kid is over!" Nutao said in his heart.

The reason why the Martial Saint is stronger than the Martial God is that he can use the "power" and use the power of heaven and earth.

Xiao Chen's expression condensed, and the immortal energy in his body surged. Like Wang Kun, his fingers gathered together, and two rays of different colors of light intertwined.

"Break!" Wang Kun spit out a word, and his sword energy sucked the infinite sword light and slashed towards Xiao Chen!

"Ten-Meridian Divine Sword!" Seeing the invisible sword in the air, two astonishing sword lights collided with it in the air, burst out directly and dispersed everywhere, and the sword lights drew deep marks on the ring.

In the martial arts performance, looking at the two people standing on the ring, they both took a breath.

"What a terrifying sword energy, even I may not be able to stop it in this sword energy!" Some powerful martial gods were shocked.

Qiu Tianyi looked at the two people on the stage, his face full of dullness. Compared with Xiao Chen, he was afraid he was really a toad.

"So he is so strong. If he attacks me directly, he will not be able to withstand a single move!" Song Ning looked at Xiao Chen with a look of shock in his eyes. Thinking of the pill, his heart began to move.

"You are much better than before." Wang Kun smiled faintly.

"The times are progressing, so I naturally have to become stronger." Xiao Chen replied lightly.

"Okay, I really want to see how many moves you can take me!" Wang Kun smiled, his face full of confidence. When he could defeat Xiao Chen with one move, he had the confidence to defeat Xiao Chen again.

"Come on!" Xiao Chen hooked his fingers, which was very provocative.

Wang Kun was not angry, but just smiled faintly and said, "I will let you recognize the gap between us again."

"Sky-breaking Fist!" Wang Kun's faint voice sounded, and then he slowly raised his fist. At the same time, the wind and clouds surging on the ring were surging, and the spiritual energy of the entire Lei Ling Valley gathered towards Wang Kun's fist.

A sharp aura burst out from his fist, extremely terrifying.

"What a terrifying power!"

"Even if you are so far away, you can feel the power condensed on your fist. I am afraid that the Ninth Level of the Martial God will not be able to stop this punch!"

"It's so terrifying. It's worthy of being a rare genius in the desolate world in a century. I'm afraid Xiao Chen will lose!" Kuang Yun swallowed and said to himself.

"Young Master will not belong." A voice refuted Kuang Yun's words, making him unable to help looking at Si Ju not far away.

I saw Siju's eyes were very firm.

"He is our master and will not lose."

Siju's face was full of confidence, and they were very confident about Xiao Chen.

"Can he really stand it?" Kuang Yun couldn't help looking at the martial arts performance station!

"Sky-Splitting Fist!"

Wang Kun said lightly, a powerful aura was released all over his body, and the power of the third level of the Martial Saint was released without any reservation, and he wanted to break the sky with one punch!

The true energy was boiling, and Wang Kun's punch hit Xiao Chen directly.
Chapter completed!