Chapter 4072: Zhuo Hong!

"Hmph, with this strength, the Sacred Palace Tianjiao, today is finally an eye-opener."
"I can't catch a punch. There is a face in a place like this that claims to be a holy land for sanctuary cultivation? Ridiculous!"
"Originally thought that most of the disciples of the holy palace were evildoers. When I saw it today, I was really disappointed. I can't stand a blow, I can't stand a blow!"
Those disciples of Lianzong, after despising the disciples of the holy palace for a while, they all spoke unceremoniously and satirically.
Those voices, like sharp blades, slammed the hearts of the disciples in the Holy Palace, causing them to be extremely angry.
"Is it so arrogant with just one victory?"
"Lianzong is just like that, it's shameful!"
"In my Sacred Palace, even if you dare to speak so loudly, aren't you afraid that you won't be able to get out of the Sacred Palace?"
They are really angry.
As disciples of the Holy Palace, they were originally proud of practicing here.
Now, it is being provoked by others, how can we not be angry?
Standing proudly on the battle platform, Kui Shan snorted coldly when he heard the retort of those Sacred Palace disciples: "If this is the case, then I Kui Shan would like to learn the strength of Sacred Palace Tianjiao again, who will come?"
With just a word, most of the disciples of the Holy Palace were silent.
After all, they had already seen Kui Shan's strength.
Many disciples of the Saint Palace in the same realm can't compete with Kui Shan at all.
The face of the elder of the Holy Palace was also extremely ugly.
Vice President Mo Wutian glanced across the crowd, then looked at one person, and said, "Zhuo Hong, you go."
Zhuo Hong is a Tianjiao of the Sword Academy, he is also the sixth floor of the Immortal Emperor, and he is also a direct disciple of the Dean of the Sword Academy.
He is extremely outstanding in the Sword Academy.
For the past two years, he has been practicing outside and only returned to the Holy Palace a few days ago.
Otherwise, when the sword academy challenged Wang Fan, he would have appeared.
Some people even said that the reason why Wang Fan was able to be so arrogant and slap the sword in the face was because Zhuo Hong was not there. If Zhuo Hong was in the sword academy, Wang Fan would not be so prestigious that day.
In this regard, although some Sacred Palace disciples were somewhat disdainful, there were also Sacred Palace disciples who believed it.
Because Zhuo Hong is really strong, if he makes a move, Wang Fan really won't necessarily win.
Of course, it is difficult for them to guess who is the best one since they have never played against each other.
However, based on Wang Fan's performance, many people still believe that Zhuo Hong can defeat Wang Fan, which shows his strength.
Zhuo Hong was named by the deputy chief, and without any nonsense, he stepped directly out and came to the battle platform.
He wore a blue shirt, which moved with the wind, and looked extremely chic.
He didn't carry a long sword behind his back, his long sword was pinned to his waist.
In this way, it looks even more extraordinary, looks like a knight.
"Brother Zhuo is mighty."
"With Senior Brother Zhuo taking the shot, Kui Shan will undoubtedly lose."
"Senior Brother Zhuo, kill him to make face for my holy palace!"
Seeing Zhuo Hong with extraordinary temperament, countless Sacred Palace disciples became excited and cheered loudly for him.
Kui Shan's eyes also became quite solemn, but he still didn't pay much attention to it.
"Zhuo Hong, the sixth floor of Immortal Emperor, please enlighten me."
Zhuo Hong was personable and spoke loudly. Following the opening, he slowly drew out the long sword.
The long sword was out of its sheath, and it croaked in an instant, and a terrifying sword intent emerged directly, making his whole person's temperament different.
Kui Shan looked at Zhuo Hong and did not speak, but this time, he did not rush to do anything, but went crazy.
I saw that all over his body, the spiritual essence emerged instantly, as if it turned into a dragon, roaring away violently.
The power in the body is like a tornado, sweeping over and gathering around the body.
That violent power, coupled with the violent gods, made his whole body full of extremely terrifying power.
That power is several times more powerful than when it was against Ling Fei before.
This is not over yet, Kui Shan's momentum is still crazily condensed, wild and violent.
Zhuo Qing felt the violent momentum, and his eyes changed slightly.
He knows that he has met his opponent and encountered the same situation.
He did not continue to give Kui Shan a chance to gather momentum, but the long sword was unsheathed, his figure moved with the sword, and he slew towards Kui Shan.
The sword light is like a long dragon, tearing the air, and in a flash, it descends in front of Mount Kui.
Every sword light was born from the brewing of powerful martial skills, which was extremely terrifying.
Kui Shan didn't talk nonsense when he saw this scene.
He stepped on his footsteps, the earth roared, and then he roared, and his fists blasted forward.
Endless power emerged frantically, tearing away towards the sword light.
The rumbling voice resounded through the world, the gods burst and raged wildly.
In the shocking eyes of everyone, two violent forces collided and began to annihilate and shatter.
However, neither of them retired.
Zhuo Qiang waved the long sword in his hand, and thousands of sword intents gathered in his body, and immediately continued to bombard the front.
Although it looks extremely random, every move and every style is an extremely powerful sword skill.
Those sword skills, in the eyes of many disciples of the sword academy, are extremely difficult to cultivate, and even if the cultivation is successful, it will take some time to display them.
However, to Zhuo Hong, those powerful martial arts are just like eating and drinking, and they don't need time to brew at all, they can be used at will.
This shows that Zhuo Hong is powerful.
"Brother Zhuo Hong is really strong!"
"The long sword is like a dragon, really terrifying!"
"It's worthy of being the most outstanding Tianjiao of the Sword Academy. It's so powerful. If he steps into the ninth level of the Immortal Emperor, I'm afraid he will be able to directly reach the top five of the Sacred Palace Emperor's list."
Seeing this scene, everyone's hearts trembled, and the Sacred Palace disciples were even more excited.
powerful!
It's really too strong!
However, Zhuo Hongqiang and Kui Shan are not weak at all.
The violent energy gathered all over his body, strode forward, and his fists kept dancing.
Fists like a dragon, violent fist intent tore through the void, set off a series of space cracks, and headed towards the sword light that was bombarded.
Boom boom boom!
When the two touch, the endless sword light and fist will smash together.
Around the battle platform, the big formation was shaking frantically, as if it would be torn apart at any time.
Of course, that is just an illusion.
After all, how can the large formation arranged by the Saint Emperor be broken by the Immortal Emperor monk?
In short, both Zhuo Hong and Kui Shan's attacks were extremely violent.
One person uses a sword and the other uses a fist.
They didn't roundabout, didn't wander, directly shake, simple and rude.
Not only that, neither of them backed away, but kept moving forward, constantly approaching each other.
However, Zhuo Qing's face turned slightly pale.
Because he felt the suppression, felt the suppression of Kui Shan.
Kui Shan was too violent in his eyes.
Although his martial skills are endless, however, he can't break Kui Shan's defense at all.
If this goes on, he can only lose.
If he hadn't seen the battle between Kui Shan and Ling Fei, he might not have been so hard.
However, seeing that battle, he already knew that Kui Shan was extremely powerful in speed despite his violent power.
He has no advantage in speed at all, so he can only bite the bullet.
However, he did not expect that his kind of powerful sword skills would not be able to defeat Kui Shan.
In this way, it is a bit embarrassing.
Because, if this goes on, he will lose.