Contrary to his appearance, Liu Guan Zong practiced the way of body forging.
The human body is like a vessel, if one uses great willpower to temper it to its limit, even with flesh and blood, one can rival those legendary artifacts, and even break through the void is not impossible.
Turbulent spiritual energy roared beneath the bloody robe.
At this moment, Liu Guan Zong's aura, belonging to the peak of the Condensation True Realm, had completely spread out.
He clenched his fist. Although it was just a simple action, it caused the earth to tremble violently, and lighter objects nearby could not withstand this force, being swept into the roaring vortex of spiritual energy and flying around.
He took a step.
The moment a large pit was stepped out on the solid ground, Liu Guan Zong's figure had already approached Fang Ming Jing, his fist, swung out with the momentum of tearing silk, made a hissing sound of air being torn apart, turning harmless air into a weapon!
Fang Ming Jing skillfully dodged this blow, but immediately saw Liu Guan Zong's figure suddenly appear beside him.
Body technique?
“……”
Facing the terrifying fist wind, Fang Ming Jing could only raise his long sword to block in front of himself.
BOOM!!
The moment the heavy fist made contact with the sword, Fang Ming Jing felt a force that seemed to crush everything, exploding with a bang, instantly sending him flying away.
Liu Guan Zong sneered.
His center of gravity lowered slightly, he was about to pounce in pursuit when he saw Fang Ming Jing's figure, who had been blown away, fall into a strange crack that suddenly opened up!
What!?
Liu Guan Zong's consciousness froze for a moment.
At that moment, the strange crack quietly opened behind him, and a faint, dark sword light flashed.
However, how could Liu Guan Zong's reaction be so fast? When his spiritual sense caught the danger, his body had already acted before his brain, twisting his body, his right leg had already turned into a phantom, striking towards the sword light!
BOOM!
The moment the two collided, the atmosphere seemed to explode, the violent shockwave was almost enough to make one vomit.
"The Little Saint Son's trump card is indeed powerful."
Looking at Fang Ming Jing's calm expression as he walked out of the strange crack (gap), Liu Guan Zong's face turned sinister.
"You flatter quite annoyingly."
"You don't know what's good for you!"
The blood-robed young man's eyes flashed with ferocity, he roared angrily, surging spiritual energy made his arms, as hard as gold and iron, appear a tinge of blood, and boundless force poured out.
"Desolate Burning!"
Crimson spiritual energy, with an aura of ultimate violence, came sweeping in!
An intense sense of crisis washed over him, but this time Fang Ming Jing did not dodge or evade, golden spiritual energy surged from his small body, a shadow of a golden sun appeared.
Fang Ming Jing's long sword, gripped tightly in his hand, burned with a radiance like the sun's flame.
Liu Guan Zong took a step forward, violent, unparalleled crimson spiritual energy, with the momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers, roared angrily on his arm, like a blood-colored wild dragon, carrying boundless force from all directions, crashing towards Fang Ming Jing's head!
But facing that terrifying blood dragon, Fang Ming Jing only swung his sword!
But compared to before, this sword was more dazzling than ever!
ZHEN –!
The silver sword light flashed, its clear cry, at that moment, seemed to suppress the omnipresent sounds of wailing, its cold radiance ripped through the constantly swaying and boiling blood pool divine light. The next moment, a violent burst of golden spiritual light exploded! The domineering heat rolled and boiled, as if this sword held a strike from the real sun!
BOOM!!
BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM！！！！！！！！
The collision of crimson and sun flame violently destroyed everything around, making the air moan in pain. The surrounding space seemed to go mad, swirling into a storm, crushing and tossing the earth, and even causing the filthy blood pool in the distance to churn with endless waves.
"That aura—!"
"This is actually a battle between Liu Family's prodigy and the Saint Son of the Great Firmament!"
"It's terrifying, even though we're so far away, but the shockwave alone has forced me to use my spiritual energy to defend..."
"Heh, I finally know what a prodigy is... compared to him, we're not even qualified to be a foil."
The cultivators who had been attracted by the commotion of the Dragon Elephant Essence Blood were the first to discover this terrifying scene.
They all looked pale, witnessing this scene.
On the one hand, it was a blow to their pride, on the other hand, they knew that the treasure was destined not to be theirs...
"Hiss, the Little Saint Son of Great Firmament Holy Land is really terrifying! Facing the peak of the Condensation True Realm at the early stage of the Condensation True Realm, he's not at all inferior, and his opponent is the Liu Family prodigy!"
"And what's even scarier is that he's still so young..."
"There's a rumor that the position of Saint Son of the Holy Land originally belonged to the Holy Land's eldest disciple, Yu Yuan, but after the Little Saint Son's emergence, the position of Saint Son directly became his."
As they talked, their voices gradually lowered.
Because from the movements coming from the center of the battle, it seemed that the outcome was about to be decided...
The blood-colored wild dragon, roaring forward with the momentum of tearing silk, was finally erased by the golden sun, Fang Ming Jing's dazzling sword shadow, burning with the sun's flame, occupied Liu Guan Zong's field of vision in the final burst of shockwave.
BOOM!
Liu Guan Zong was blown away by the shockwave, his figure flew through the air like a bundle of dry grass, finally landing on the ground.
“……”
Crack... Crack...
His face twisted, he was quite embarrassed, supporting himself on his limbs, preparing to get up, but just as he moved, he felt a warm stream flowing down his forehead...
He froze.
He unconsciously touched it with his hand, and a crimson stain spread on his forehead.
Blood stained half of his face.
"...Heh!"
"Good! Very good!"
Liu Guan Zong, whose face was stained with blood, murmured, he looked up at Fang Ming Jing, his once handsome features were now distorted in a grotesque way.
"Great Sun Divine Body..."
He was injured by a child? Moreover, while he had the advantage in cultivation?
A strong sense of humiliation almost completely swallowed his mind, at this moment, Liu Guan Zong's eyes were extremely cold.