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Chapter 1275

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"This power …" Many people looked at the battlefield where Yu Sheng was after seeing him attack.

After all, he was someone who had just entered the Regional King Ranking, and he was accompanied by the cave master of the Regional Palace. Naturally, he attracted attention, and they wanted to see how strong his combat ability was.

With this attack, everyone could clearly feel the wild explosive power contained in his burly body. His opponent was a figure of the Saint Plane from the Nine Major Tribes, and he seemed to be unscathed when he hit him. However, after taking a punch from him, his body was pierced by the fist will, and he fell from the sky.

Yu Sheng did not give them much time to think. He continued to walk forward, and the void shook. He stretched out his hand, and suddenly a huge demonic palm appeared, grabbing at a figure of the Saint Plane.

The cultivator of the Saint Plane waved his hands, and endless divine fire surrounded his body. It exploded and blasted toward Yu Sheng.

Boom … A shocking demonic might descended, and everyone saw a demonic shadow appear behind the huge demonic palm print. The palm print seemed to be blasted out from the hands of the demon, growing larger and larger. The Great Path of heaven and earth resonated, crushing the sky. When it pressed down, the cultivator of the Saint Plane felt that it was difficult for him to move.

The dazzling divine fire collapsed and shattered under the palm print, and his body retreated quickly.

But in his eyes, the demonic shadow continued to enlarge. The more he fled, the smaller his body became, and he was still under the palm of the huge demonic palm print.

This feeling was as if there was no way out to heaven and no way out to hell.

Boom! With a loud bang, an incomparably huge palm print engulfed his body, slamming from the sky to the ground. With a violent bang, an incomparably clear huge palm print appeared on the ground, and cracks appeared around it.

Many people's hearts trembled. This kind of offensive power was simply enough to make one despair.

The Regional King Ranking set up by the Regional Palace did not say what kind of ranking it was, but without exception, anyone on the list was almost invincible in their realm, suppressing their generation. Unless they clashed with someone on the list, it was difficult for others to reach.

Before, when Yu Sheng entered the ranking, some people doubted his strength. Now, many people saw how strong the people on the Regional King Ranking were.

Xing Qiu stared at the battlefield where Yu Sheng was. After entering the Regional Palace, he was obviously stronger than when he first entered the Saint Plane.

His body was surrounded by fighting will, and it seemed that he wanted to fight again.

The Saint King of Gai sensed the fighting will surrounding Xing Qiu and asked, "You want to go?"

Xing Qiu did not respond. He indeed wanted to fight again.

However, this time was different from the Battle of the Crimson River. In the last battle, he had thought that he would definitely win.

But now, he had no confidence at all.

"You don't have confidence?" The Saint King of Gai continued, "You know that you can't do it, but you still do it. It is also a way to hone your state of mind. As long as you are able to see through the outcome and see it as a trial, it does not matter whether you win or lose."

He could see that the last battle had cast a shadow over Xing Qiu, who had just entered the Saint Plane.

This was not like the Xing Chou of the past, who was full of confidence and had an indomitable will. He was an outstanding figure in the world and had an aura of supremacy.

In the past, he was very similar to Xing Kai.

The two brothers were extremely talented, and they were both juniors that he greatly admired. In the future, their achievements would definitely not be lower than his.

As such, the Saint King of Gai wanted to help Xing Qiu walk out of his predicament.

Xing Qiu nodded and then stepped forward. He actually walked directly towards the battlefield.

Above his body, a terrible light bloomed, and the halo of the Great Path shone between heaven and earth. His body seemed to resonate with the sky, and a boundless and mighty god of war appeared behind him. At this moment, Xing Qiu had become a god of war.

He raised his hand and launched an attack at a cultivator of the Saint Plane from Qianye City. That person was Situ Yan.

Situ Yan felt a terrible pressure, and her expression changed. She released her power to defend herself, but she saw that Xing Qiu's attack was boundlessly overbearing. When the palm print blasted out, it was one with the Great Path, indestructible.

With a loud noise, her body was sent flying, and she spat out a mouthful of blood. Her body shook violently, and the blood in her body tumbled.

"Xing Qiu has made his move."

In an instant, countless eyes fell on Xing Qiu. Many people still remembered the outcome of the last Battle of the Crimson River.

Ye Futian frowned and looked up at the battlefield.

Xing Qiu was using this battlefield as his trial ground?

Yu Sheng crushed another person and sent him flying. He then stepped forward and went straight in Xing Qiu's direction.

Xing Qiu also walked towards him. After the Battle of the Crimson River, the two met again.

The mighty demonic might tumbled endlessly. Xing Qiu condensed a seal, and the Great Path resonated. A supreme pressure burst out from his body, and there was a faint glimmer of Renhuang's glory on his body.

Seeing Yu Sheng approaching, Xing Qiu's body and life spirit merged, and a rumbling sound came out. His body turned into the Great Path, and he became a true god of war.

Halos shone on his body, resonating with heaven and earth. With his body as the center, there was a shocking pressure.

"So strong." Many cultivators of the Saint Plane felt the pressure of Xing Qiu's might. Since Yu Sheng entered the Regional King Ranking, everyone understood that Xing Qiu's defeat was not because he was weak, but because his opponent was even more terrifying.

Now that they felt the fighting will from Xing Qiu with their own eyes, it was indeed terrifying.

Moreover, now that Xing Qiu had entered the Saint Plane, he would be able to truly bring into play the peerless method passed down by Emperor Zhan, the Taixuan Will of the Great Path.

This technique could cause the body itself to resonate with the Great Path of heaven and earth. Cultivators needed to practice martial arts from a young age, and their bodies needed to be saintly until their spiritual will and physical body resonated, and they could communicate with heaven and earth, so that they could explode with combat power that surpassed their own strength.

This technique had extremely high requirements for the spiritual power and physical body of the cultivator. In the past, Emperor Zhan had relied on this technique to dominate his generation, fighting heaven and earth. His strength was monstrous, and it was only when he entered the Renhuang Plane that he was given the title of Emperor Zhan.

With Xing Qiu's body as the center, a terrible storm seemed to form, sweeping towards Yu Sheng in the sky.

Yu Sheng stepped into the void, and above the void, the demonic might was monstrous. Behind him, an illusion of a peerless demon god appeared. Its eyes were cold, and its domineering gaze seemed to want to make Xing Qiu submit at its feet.

The technique that Yu Sheng cultivated was probably no worse than the Taixuan Will.

The pressure was simply terrifying.

Before the two of them had even begun to fight, the two forces roared and collided.

Boom. With a loud noise, the handprint of the demon god of the Great Path blasted down from the sky.

Xing Qiu shouted, and his body shot up into the sky. The halo of the Great Path on his body resonated with heaven and earth, and the illusion of a god of war appeared. He raised his hand and blasted it up into the sky.

It was like a reenactment of the Battle of the Crimson River.

Boom … The handprint of the demon god crushed everything in the sky, and many of the fist wills of the god of war were shattered. Xing Qiu's incarnation stood up and stretched out his arm. Thousands of fist wills collapsed the sky and earth. He wanted to hold up the sky with his hands.

"Boom." Yu Sheng stepped out and crossed the void. He stepped on the sky and looked down. He raised his arm, and the figure of the demon god of the world smashed down towards Xing Qiu below him.

There was another loud noise, and Xing Qiu's body fell from the sky. He grunted and spat out another mouthful of blood.

"Help him," Zhu Kong said. Suddenly, cultivators of the Saint Plane flashed and attacked Yu Sheng.

They wanted to join forces to attack Yu Sheng.

Below, blood flowed from the corner of Xing Qiu's mouth. He looked up into the sky, and his will to fight was still there. He shot up into the sky again.

Saint King of Gai looked at the battlefield and glanced at Yu Sheng.

It seemed that this time, Xing Kai and Xing Qiu had opponents.

This was pressure, but it could also be motivation.

Zhu Kong stepped forward, and an incomparably brilliant divine might descended. It was like a sun sword was falling down, piercing in the direction of Ye Futian.

Wu Yong was still in front of Ye Futian, and his palm blasted into the void. The sword fell down and disappeared bit by bit under the Flames of the Way in his palm.

The top figures of the seven tribes stepped out, and Zhu Kong said, "Those who have nothing to do with this, leave here, lest the innocent get hurt."

What a terrible scene it would be when cultivators of the Nirvana Plane attacked.

Many cultivators below the Saint Plane retreated into the distance, worried that they would be destroyed by the aftermath of the attack.

The cultivators of the major tribes came forward, and Zhu Kong stepped down from the sun chariot. He looked down at Ye Futian in the City Lord's Office and said, "If we make a move, it may affect the entire City Lord's Office. Do you really want us to do it ourselves?"

Until this moment, he did not know where Ye Futian's confidence came from.

He dared to threaten him.

There were so many powerful figures from the seven major tribes. This pressure descended, and the entire City Lord's Office seemed to be shrouded in a suffocating pressure.

"You'd better not hurt anyone else, or else, I will settle the score with your tribes." Ye Futian looked up at the figure in the void and said, "Senior Wu Yong, come and take the Path of Emperor Kua."

Wu Yong raised his eyebrows. He was a little puzzled, but he still nodded and said, "Okay."

Zhu Kong and the other cultivators of the major tribes were also puzzled. What did Ye Futian mean by this?

In Ye Futian's Life Palace, the branches and leaves of the World Tree wrapped the incomparably brilliant Fire Spirit Orb, and wisps of terrible flame spread out. The Spirit Orb floated toward the Sun Life Spirit in the Life Palace. Suddenly, the Sun Life Spirit became incomparably brilliant, getting brighter and brighter.

In an instant, Ye Futian's body was ignited with terrible flames. Above the sky, the wind and clouds changed color, and it seemed to turn into a world of flames in an instant.

The sun shone on Ye Futian's body, and there was endless fire coming toward him. The flames around him also rushed toward Ye Futian's body in a frenzy.

"Boom!" Ye Futian seemed to have turned into a sun, bathed in the fire of the sun, and his whole body was submerged in it.

"Don't resist," Ye Futian said. In an instant, the unparalleled brilliance of the flames rushed toward Wu Yong's body. What was more frightening was that not only the flames, but also the will of the great path rushed into Wu Yong's will.

At this moment, Wu Yong seemed to perceive the figure of a peerless Renhuang, like a peerless god of war.

"The will of Emperor Kua." Wu Yong murmured, and his heart trembled. Did the sun that Ye Futian swallowed have the will left behind by Emperor Kua?

"Cast the Zhonglou Battle Form," Ye Futian said. Wu Yong nodded, and with a rumble, his body grew taller, and he wanted to turn into a god of war!

PS: I just came out of the little dark room, and there is one more chapter before 12 o 'clock!

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