When Jiang Hanzhi saw clearly that the person who came to the stage was Lu Cong of Qinglong Academy, he was also shocked, but his face immediately calmed down.

He looked at Lu Cong indifferently: "It turned out to be Brother Lu Cong. I have long heard that Brother Lu Cong's ten thousand words of mantra is the strongest sound wave technique in ancient times. Today I will be able to learn one or two."

Jiang Hanzhi was somewhat dissatisfied with Lu Cong's ranking in the Jin God List.

In the past few hundred years, he has been in seclusion and practiced hard, and has obtained many opportunities, and his strength has increased greatly. He believes that his own strength is enough to be ranked among the top three in the Gods List.

Today, he will let everyone know his true strength in front of the strong people in front of everyone.

Lu Cong heard the strong sense of challenge in Jiang Hanzhi's words, and suddenly grinned on his face, which was originally expressionless: "Although you really know my ten thousand words of truth, I won't let you down later."

When Jiang Hanzhi heard this, his eyes turned cold and he didn't say anything. The black black gas in his body poured out, turning into a cloud of ink clouds and rolling around his body.

"This is the Jiang family's Ice Prison Law!"

"It seems that Jiang Hanzhi has practiced the Ice Prison Technique to the ninth level and condensed the power of the Ice Prison!"

The strong men from all over the world were surprised to discuss.

While everyone was talking, with Jiang Han's body as the center, layers of black ice continued to condense on the arena and spread, and soon spread to Lu Cong.

Seeing this, Lu Cong suddenly shook his feet, and golden lights continued to emerge from his feet, fluctuating outward like ripples. Under the fluctuation of the golden light, the black ice condensed by Jiang Hanzhi's Ice Prison power could not approach ten feet in front of him.

Jiang Hanzhi's eyes condensed, and he was secretly surprised.

I heard that when I practice the ten thousand words of the mantra to 4,000 words, the practitioner will produce the ten thousand words of true power, and the strongest people at the same level will be invincible.

That was the true power of ten thousand words just now? Could it be that Lu Cong has practiced the ten thousand words of truth to four thousand words!

Just as Jiang Hanzhi was surprised and suspicious, the strong people around him were buzzing again.

"Ten Thousand Words True Power! I didn't expect that Lu Cong's Ten Thousand Words True Words actually practiced to the fourth level!"

"The legend has condensed the true power of ten thousand words, and it is invincible under the god level!"

"The true power of ten thousand words is comparable to the divine power of a god-level powerful man!"

Lu Cong listened to the discussion of the strong men in all directions and looked at Jiang Hanzhi with a smile: "Although your Ice Prison Art is not weak, you have not yet cultivated to the tenth level of great perfection. You are no match for me, Jiang Hanzhi. It is still time for you to take the initiative to retreat from the arena."

Jiang Hanzhi looked ugly. With a cold shout, suddenly, the clouds all over his body swayed, and he instantly came to Lu Cong and punched him out.

Mo Yun rolled in. The terrifying boxing power suddenly hit Lu Cong's chest from Mo Yun.

At the same time, there was a faint sound of sobs and shrill sound of ghosts.

"This is the Witch and Ghost Fist of the Witch and Ghost Sect in ancient times!" Someone recognized Jiang Han's fist power and was shocked.

"Witch and Ghost Fist?! Legend has it that the Witch and Ghost Fist is under the God-level level. It is entangled with thousands of ghosts, and the soul is swallowed by thousands of ghosts. It is extremely painful!" someone shouted.

Everyone was shocked.

Qin Yi, the lord of Qinglong Palace, was also surprised to see that Jiang Hanzhi actually used the Witch Ghost Fist from the Witch Ghost Sect in the ancient times.

Lu Cong looked at the rolling witch ghost fist power, but he didn't dare to be careless. Golden light shot out from his body. Then he opened his mouth and ancient runes composed of mysterious patterns flew out.

Every ancient rune is like a small mountain of gold, with golden light blooming.

The golden talisman and the witch and ghost fist power collided together.

The earthquake sounded.

The ring exploded.

The golden talisman and the witch and ghost fist power dissipated at the same time.

Lu Cong took a few steps back, while Jiang Hanzhi took more than ten steps back, his face turned pale.

Lu Cong stabilized his body and opened his mouth again. This time, these golden runes were no longer one by one, but formed in strings. When they broke through the air, the space above the arena actually cracked.

Jiang Hanzhi's face changed, and the ink clouds on his body condensed, forming a piece of ink-colored armor.

Under the ring, Huang Xiaolong looked at the fierce battle between the two, his face remained calm.

Although the strength displayed by Jiang Hanzhi and Lu Cong shocked everyone, in his eyes, they were just two older children fighting.

The strength of the two is still much worse than Wan Long, who was the first in the God List.

The fierce battle continued on the ring, but Huang Xiaolong felt more and more boring as he looked at it.

In the end, after more than 100 fierce battles, Jiang Hanzhi was defeated by Lu Cong and was shot off the ring.

Jiang Hanzhi was shot down on the ring. Looking at Lu Cong on the ring, although he was still unwilling to accept it, he could only touch the blood on the corner of his mouth and retreat behind the head of the Jiang family.

Lu Cong stood on the arena, his powerful aura shrouded all over the world, and said calmly and domineeringly: "I wonder who wants to see the power of Lu's ten thousand words of mantra?"

This time, no disciple dared to go to the ring.

Although the ten Amethyst Water Cinder Pills were tempting, who knew if they could still survive when they fell off the ring like Jiang Hanzhi.

Seeing that no one came on stage, Lu Cong couldn't help but turn his head and look at Huang Xiaolong's direction, and smiled softly: "Don't anyone in Xuanwu Academy dare to come up? If that's the case, I really want to thank you for giving us 20,000 high-level divine stones in Qinglong Academy for free."

"After seeing the power of Senior Brother Lu Cong's ten thousand words of truth, I saw that Xuanwu Academy had been scared, so I dared to go on stage to compete with Senior Brother Lu Cong." At this time, a Supreme Elder of Qinglong Academy couldn't help but chuckled.

"I think so, but I didn't expect that Huang Xiaolong was so idiotic that he would give us 20,000 high-level divine stones for free!" Another Supreme Elder of Qinglong Academy continued.

The two of them said to themselves that the voice was not loud, but with the strength of everyone in the field, they could hear it clearly.

Liu Yun was furious. Just as he was about to fly to the stage, suddenly, Huang Xiaolong reached out and stopped him, saying, "You don't need the senior brother to take action against this Lu Cong, I'll do it."

Feng Yang, Liu Yun, Qi Wen, and Chen Yang were all stunned.

Feng Yang stared at Huang Xiaolong and nodded slowly and said, "Be careful."

"Please don't worry, Master." Huang Xiaolong responded respectfully, then turned around, his body shook, and he had already appeared on the ring.

Everyone was shocked when they saw that the person who went to fight in the Xuanwu Academy turned out to be Huang Xiaolong.

When the Virgin Mary of Yaochi saw Huang Xiaolong coming on stage, her beautiful eyes lit up and showed a thoughtful look.

Qin Yi, the lord of Qinglong Palace, sneered secretly.

On the ring, Lu Cong stared at Huang Xiaolong, shook his head indifferently and smiled: "Huang Xiaolong, to be honest, I admire your courage very much. I know that I am defeated but still dare to go on stage."

Everyone in Qinglong Academy also chuckled.

Huang Xiaolong's face was calm: "I originally wanted to give you a chance to survive, but now it seems that you have no chance."

Lu Cong and everyone in Sifang were stunned.

Lu Cong laughed, and the strong men from all over the world couldn't help but shake their heads, looking at Huang Xiaolong with a pity.

"Huang Xiaolong, sometimes I have to admit that you are indeed quite funny." Lu Cong smiled and looked at Huang Xiaolong playfully: "You said you wanted to give me a chance to survive? Even if He Feifan breaks through the god level now, he dare not say that he can kill me. Do you think your strength is stronger than He Feifan?" (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better, updated and faster!
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