On the ring.
The sword's momentum was still rising rapidly.
"Buzz!"
Accompanied by a soul-stirring roar, the Lieyang Sword in Yue Xingchen's hand instantly spread out a circle of sword-shaped shadows.
It was as if the Lieyang Sword was magnified hundreds of times, and the sword light shot straight into the sky.
"It is indeed one of the supreme fighting skills of the Lieyang Sect, One Sword Across the Desolations!"
"It seems Wang Bo is in danger!"
"If I were Wang Bo, it would be wise to admit defeat now!"
"But look at how calm he is. He doesn't seem to realize the seriousness of the situation!"
"You won't cry until you see the coffin!"
At this moment, Yue Xingchen became the focus of everyone's attention. He and the giant sword in his hand seemed to be the only ones on the top of Tianshan Mountain at this moment.
but,
No matter how powerful the sword was, Wang Bo on the opposite side of the ring remained calm and composed.
"Since you're serious about this, I'll stick with you till the end!"
As he spoke, his body shook, and his hands formed a strange finger gesture in the air.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
"Buzz!"
After the finger gestures were completed, a surge of energy spread out from his body.
For a moment, black air swirled and surged.
But in an instant, a huge shadow condensed above Wang Bo's head.
It is ten meters tall, and its entire body is made up of rolling black mist. Its eyes emit red light, making it look extremely weird.
Under this majestic demonic shadow, everyone around seemed to be just humble and tiny ants on the ground.
The sheer evil energy that emanated from it alone was enough to suffocate countless people.
"What a terrifying aura!"
"Isn't the combat skill Wang Bo displayed too terrifying?"
"No wonder he remained so calm in the face of Yue Xingchen's sword attack. It turns out he has enough strength to back him up!"
"Does anyone know what combat technique Wang Bo used?"
"If I guess correctly, it should be the highest secret technique of the Nether Palace, Nether Summoning!"
"Judging from the form of this demonic shadow, it should be the fourth form of Netherworld Summoning, the Devil God Arrives!"
"What? The fourth form of Netherworld Summoning?"
"According to rumors, even the current Netherworld Palace Master, Nangong Can, and many past masters, have only mastered the second form of the Netherworld Summoning Technique. How can this Wang Bo, at such a young age, actually master the fourth form?"
"Is his potential really this terrifying?"
As the demonic shadow took shape above Wang Bo's head, various shouts and screams were heard around him.
Even Yue Xingchen, who was on the opposite side of the ring, changed his expression instantly.
"You actually have such a powerful back-up plan?"
Just now when Wang Bo was sparring with Yan Feisha, Wang Bo had used the third move of Netherworld Summoning, the Devil's Hand!
The power of that move alone was enough to make him fearful.
Unexpectedly,
Wang Bo can actually perform the fourth move of Netherworld Summoning, the devil is coming!
How can we fight this?
You have to know that even with the third move of Netherworld Summoning, he was not absolutely sure of defeating Wang Bo, and the power of this fourth move was at least several times stronger than the third move.
But now the arrow is on the string, so he naturally cannot stop.
What's more, this is not a life-and-death duel. Even if the hope of winning is slim, he must give it a try.
"Look at the sword!"
With a low roar, he raised his lightsaber to the sky and slashed forward suddenly.
“Swish!”
With the power to split mountains and rivers, the more than ten-meter-long lightsaber slashed towards the demonic shadow above Wang Bo's head like a hot knife through butter.
"roar!"
The demonic shadow let out a long roar towards the sky, and then a giant fist formed by black mist rushed forward to meet the target.
"when!"
The two collided, and the surging air waves caused ripples in the void, forming a storm that swept across, and made everyone around them fly backwards.
The arena under the feet of Wang Bo and Yue Xingchen was the first to be hit and shattered in an instant.
"Bang!"
After only a moment of stalemate, the large lightsaber that Yue Xingchen swung out suddenly shattered and dissipated into a rain of light.
"puff!"
Yue Xingchen was instantly hit back, spitting out blood and staggering backward.
“Damn it!”
Yue Xingchen forced himself to steady himself, his face full of unwillingness.
He thought that by simply using his most powerful fighting skills, he could suppress Wang Bo in one fell swoop.
Unexpectedly, I was the one who was suppressed.
"Buzz!"
A roar came from overhead.
Yue Xingchen subconsciously looked up and his heart instantly rose to his throat.
Just as he was catching his breath, Wang Bo's Lingxiao Seal had already flown above his head. The mere shadow it cast was enough to give rise to an extremely strong sense of death crisis deep in his heart.
"I give up!"
No longer caring about dignity and face, Yue Xingchen shouted hurriedly.
Wang Bo did not kill him completely. With a wave of his hand, the Lingxiao Seal that was floating above Yue Xingchen's head shrank and flew back to him.
Although he couldn't stand Yue Xingchen's pretentious face, he didn't have any deep hatred towards him.
What's more, in the Tianshan Forum, unless both parties want to engage in a life-and-death duel, killing will be subject to extremely severe punishment.
"Yue Xingchen actually lost?"
"I'm not hallucinating, am I?"
"Could it be that the damn Tianshan Lundao is really going to be suppressed by the Demon Cult?"
"The facts are already before our eyes. Is there any need to ask?"
"It seems that in the next five years, the younger generation in Beichuan Territory will be led by Wang Bo!"
"Of course! Since he defeated Yue Xingchen, who was at the top of the previous ranking, he's naturally ranked first on the ***'s Heroes Ranking!"
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