$299. A sword seriously wounded
Click!
After hearing the sound of bone cracking, everyone in Kaiyuan Hall looked happy.
it's over.
Many people subconsciously believed that Yelumo had defeated Lu Wenjie with one punch.
At that moment, everyone raised their eyes and looked towards the field.
However, the next scene shocked everyone.
"ah!"
A shrill scream came from Yelumo's mouth.
His right hand, which was clenched into a fist, was now twisted, like a chicken claw.
Dark red blood flowed from his fist and dripped to the ground, which was very dazzling.
The sound of cracking bones... actually came from Yelu Mo!
this……
When seeing this scene, almost everyone's first reaction was to be dazzled.
Many people kept rubbing their eyes, unable to believe the result.
Yelu Mo is a warrior on the battlefield, and a warrior at the eighth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm.
Although this punch did not display any martial arts skills, it was still extremely powerful.
Even in the same realm, there are not many people who can stop him.
However, Lu Wenjie not only blocked it, but also used punches to punch, breaking Yelumo's hand bones.
This...this is simply unbelievable.
For a moment, many people could not suppress the shock in their hearts and exclaimed.
"Oh my god, what did I see? Yelumo actually lost. Illusion. This must be an illusion."
"I faced the eighth level of the spiritual martial arts head-on with the fourth level of spiritual martial arts, and actually won. How is this possible?"
"I don't believe it. He is just a servant of Xiao Changfeng. How can he be stronger than Yelu Mo? I absolutely don't believe it!"
…
Everyone in the hall almost dropped their jaws in shock.
They couldn't believe that Yelumo, who came from a military family, couldn't defeat even one of Xiao Changfeng's servants.
Especially His Highness Wanjun, the sneer on his face has not dissipated yet and is fixed on his face.
There was endless disbelief in his expression.
He never expected that the result would be like this.
"What a great Xiao Changfeng. This servant's body is extremely powerful. He seems to be a body refiner."
After all, His Highness Wan Jun is also a genius on the Qianlong List, and he can tell Lu Wenjie's extraordinaryness at a glance.
Being able to fight fist to fist and shattering Yelu Mo's hand bones is enough to prove how strong Lu Wenjie's body is.
Only warriors who specialize in body training can be so fierce.
Yelu Mo's screams continued in the field.
However, Xiao Changfeng was there with the old god and his expression was calm.
Lu Wenjie practices the Hell Bodhi Sutra and is no longer a warrior, but a cultivator of immortality.
His aura is far more powerful than that of a warrior.
His strength is far beyond that of warriors in the same realm.
What's more, he also has spiritual consciousness and can cast spells.
And his physical body is the prison-suppressing divine body, one of the eight great divine bodies.
This is a terrifying divine body that can suppress hell.
Its biggest feature is its innate divine power, which is as heavy as a mountain.
Ordinary people simply cannot compete with him physically.
Among those present, apart from Xiao Changfeng, probably only His Highness Wan Jun's golden spirit body could compete with him.
This is still under the condition that His Highness Wanjun is at the Earth Martial Realm.
Spiritual body, holy body, divine body, immortal body.
At the same level, the Golden Spirit Body is far inferior to the Prison Suppressing God Body.
Not to mention ordinary mortals like Yelu Mo.
"You actually disabled my right hand!"
At this moment, Yelumo took out the wound medicine and stopped the bleeding, but the broken and twisted bones of his hand would not heal in a short time.
"The teacher said, let me only defeat you, not kill you!"
Lu Wenjie retracted his fist, glanced at Yelumo, and spoke calmly.
However, his words were like adding fuel to the fire.
In an instant, Yelumo's anger burned away all his sanity.
"I want you to die!"
Yelu Mo's face was ferocious, and his murderous intent was as crazy as any.
Uh-huh!
A spear appeared in his hand.
Low-grade imperial weapon: Sharp Tiger Head Spear.
This gun has a silver color all over its body. On the head of the gun, there is a tiger's mouth spitting out a pointed tip, and there is an iron-blooded killing aura coming from it.
This is the weapon that Yelumo relies on to become famous on the battlefield.
With this spear in his hand, he has killed thousands of enemies and drank their blood.
At this moment, he was holding a spear in his hand, as if he had transformed into a war god on the battlefield, and a chilling aura came over him, making people shudder.
"Xuan-level low-level martial arts: one attack that breaks the army!"
boom!
Spiritual energy surging like a river was poured into the sharp tiger head spear by Yelu Mo.
Suddenly, the fierce tiger-headed spear burst out with an earthy yellow light, terrifying energy, extremely sharp.
From a distance, everyone could feel the spear light above the tip of the spear, which was enough to pierce through everything.
To break the army means to break the army.
On the battlefield, the two armies are fighting, the crowds are rolling, and they are attacked from all sides. If you want to break the army, you need great strength, great perseverance, and great determination.
Yelumo's spear, before it was pierced, gave people a feeling that ten thousand men were not worthy of their courage.
If it were thrust out, it would be a shocking blow.
"Although Yelumo is at a lower level, he has been training in the battlefield for three years, and his combat power is not inferior to that of ordinary spiritual martial arts peak warriors."
"This time he strikes with anger, coupled with the sharp tiger head spear and Po Jun's blow, even the warriors of the Earth Martial Realm may not be able to block it. This servant, even if he is a body refiner, will definitely not be able to block it. This shot."
His Highness Wan Jun narrowed his eyes slightly, and he also admired Yelu Mo's shot.
"die!"
Yelumo held the sharp tiger-headed spear in his hand, and his whole body's aura was concentrated on the spear.
A spear pierced out, tearing the air, with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, and pierced towards Lu Wenjie's throat at an incredible speed.
This spear was like a river releasing its dam, a tiger hunting, fast and fierce.
The people closest to the surroundings could clearly feel the strong wind blowing across their faces, stinging them painfully.
Everyone was shocked.
This spear could be used in the battlefield martial realm!
Even Lu Wenjie had a solemn look in his eyes.
He stretched out his hand and took out the wolf tooth sword from the storage ring.
"Sword control technique!"
The spiritual energy surged, and with a flick of his finger, the entire wolf tooth sword suddenly burst into a snow-white light.
There was also a fierce aura of a wolf, which was frightening.
"Cut!"
Lu Wenjie did not control the wolf tooth sword to fly out, but held the hilt of the sword and slashed it fiercely.
Xiao Changfeng's sword was fast, sharp, and could cut off everything.
But Lu Wenjie practiced the Hell Bodhi Sutra, and he also had the Hell-Suppressing Divine Body.
He is better at using heavy and powerful force.
Therefore, the wolf tooth sword is not an ordinary sword, but a heavy sword.
A heavy sword has no edge, and it is useless!
With one sword, it is like a mountain pressing down, with the momentum of crushing withering and rotten, it cuts down in the air.
Aww!
The spiritual energy is released, and a ferocious wolf head appears on the sword body.
It is as if the wolf king has come to the world, to tear all enemies apart.
In an instant, the wolf tooth sword chopped on the sharp tiger head spear.
Crack!
Although this spear is unstoppable and unstoppable.
However, the wolf tooth sword can break all methods with one force, and directly cut the powerful spear light.
It is still going on and chopped on Yelu Mo's body.
Bang!
In an instant, Yelu Mo flew backwards like a cannonball.
After flying three or four meters, he hit the ground heavily.
A mouthful of blood also spurted out suddenly.
One sword, seriously injured!
