Surging and powerful magical energy roared out from his body and continuously poured into his hands, forming dazzling seals like lightning!
An extremely ferocious force emanated from between his palms, accompanied by the appearance of complex hand seals. Everyone felt that the surrounding magical energy seemed to be attracted by him and quickly poured into his hand seals!
Seeing Jun Zichen's relentless seal formation, Liang Jingyuan snorted coldly, but a hint of triumph lingered in the depths of his eyes. What he hoped most was for Jun Zichen to confront him head-on!
With his current strength, he doesn't have to worry about the threat posed by Jun Zichen. As long as Jun Zichen doesn't admit defeat, he is absolutely sure to kill him!
Ning Zhiyuan and the elders of the Jun family looked very unhappy. Looking at the unbridled smile on Liang Dingtian's face, they were even more annoyed. The Liang family was really too hateful.
He had also heard of the Liang family's secret technique of initiation. If he guessed correctly, the reason why Liang Jingyuan's strength improved was probably because of the secret technique of initiation.
Liang Dingtian was truly despicable. He resorted to such tactics just to improve his ranking in this competition. From now on, Liang Jingyuan is completely ruined...
Liang Dingtian was in a very good mood at this time. Whether Liang Jingyuan won or lost would not have much impact on him. If he won, there was no need to say anything. Even if he did, there was still the Shui family who were the same as them, so they would not necessarily be at the bottom.
After Shui Qingrou died, his only worry disappeared completely. Now he just had to wait for the result.
"Jun Zichen is in some danger now. Liang Jingyuan is so powerful. If we want to win, we have to fight desperately, but the result is hard to predict." There was a hint of worry in Xu Errong's eyes.
An Yu nodded. "Originally, if Liang Jingyuan was only a half-step god, there would be no need to worry. However, the gap between a half-step god and a god is huge. This is a watershed, and the difficulty is undoubtedly much greater."
Qing Ling quietly observed the expressions of An Yu and Xu Errong as they discussed these things, then said, "You two don't look particularly worried, do you?"
Xu Errong raised his eyebrows slightly and said mysteriously: "You are so confident in An Ran, why do you have so little confidence in Jun Zichen?" He has always been full of confidence in Jun Zichen, An Yu and An Ran. Even though he is in a weak position now, it does not mean that there is no possibility at all.
There are always miracles happening in this world, and he believes that the four of them are the ones who can create miracles.
An Ran, who was recovering from her injuries, was originally very worried. The gap between the God-level and the late God-level was even greater than the gap in strength between her and Shui Qingrou before. The difficulty of dealing with it could be imagined.
In her opinion, if there was no hope of winning, it would be better to just admit defeat. What was the point of wasting five more years? They were not in a hurry to seek revenge. Even if they did, they had to be alive and well!
After hearing the conversation between An Yu and Xu Errong, she finally felt relieved and continued to heal her wounds.
As Jun Zichen's voice fell, the surging magical energy gathered madly behind him like a tide, and the fiery red magical elements kept jumping like burning flames.
The originally cool weather suddenly became hotter, and the disciples who were closer to the arena couldn't help but sweat from their noses.
The next moment, the fiery red magical element churned and transformed into a gigantic flaming sword, nearly a hundred feet across! An extremely powerful energy continuously emanated from it, and the scorching heat caused sonic booms to echo through the air.
As the giant fiery sword appeared, the nearby sky seemed to be distorted, and most of the disciples around had deep horror in their eyes. If such a terrifying energy fluctuation fell on them, they would undoubtedly end up being shattered to pieces.
Ning Zhiyuan and others on the high platform undoubtedly had better eyesight. When Jun Zichen's move was just condensed, they discovered the difference in the move.
Ning Zhiyuan looked at the enormous, hundred-foot-long, flaming sword with envy. The Hidden Family truly lived up to their name; any attack was so formidable. If the Church of Light had such powerful moves, they wouldn't be so torn apart now!
While Jun Zichen was concentrating his martial arts, Liang Jingyuan's speed was not slow at all. As his hands flipped, mysterious and complex hand seals quietly emerged, and a fierce energy wave burst out from his body.
Golden magical elements suddenly emerged from behind him, emitting a brilliant golden light that seemed even more dazzling than the blazing sun in the sky. An extremely sharp aura swept out, and then the golden energy transformed into nearly a hundred enormous swords!
"Nine consecutive sword strikes of the sky and moon!"
Liang Jingyuan shouted coldly and swung his hand suddenly. The golden giant sword floating in the sky seemed to have received an order and pierced through the void and rushed straight towards Jun Zichen.
“Squeak!”
The golden giant sword slashed down, and the dazzling golden light dazzled everyone's eyes. Wherever it passed, energy ripples appeared, as if it had directly cut through the void, giving people a shocking feeling.
When the golden giant sword swooped down, a cold light flashed in Jun Zichen's eyes, and then he suddenly clenched his hand, and the red giant sword also burned the air all the way and rushed towards Liang Jingyuan angrily!
Two brilliant beams of light, like two shooting stars, streaked across the sky, and then, under the gazes of countless people, they collided with a loud bang!
"boom!"
At the moment of collision, it seemed as if the heaven and earth were shaking. A terrifying and sharp sword light swept across, and an extremely terrifying energy storm swept out from the center of the collision, wreaking havoc on everything around it!
Many terrifying energy cracks appeared around the arena. The extremely dark black color made people feel scared. The disciples who were close to the arena all retreated for fear of being involved.
The old man opened his eyes slightly, clenched his hands and formed a protective shield again to isolate the destructive force within a certain range to prevent it from affecting other places.
The golden and red lights were encroaching madly. The scene that covered the sky and the sun was like the end of the world, casting a layer of fear on everyone's heart.
The powerful men on the high platform could not help but express their emotions when they saw this terrifying energy fluctuation. This terrifying destructive power was no weaker than the strongest disciples in previous qualifying matches.
This year's disciples were indeed much stronger than before, but could they survive such a terrifying energy collision? Everyone was worried.
(To be continued.)
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