Chapter 67 (2/2)

”Condense my soul and cut it!” The last knife, which had been ready for a long time, was finally cut down. The battle platform was suddenly shocked by wind and thunder. The infinite general trend of heaven and earth came and cut off the ancient wind's head.

”Good! This is the real strength of elder martial brother pangjun. ” Pang Jun's supporters finally roared. Before, Pang Jun had been in a weak position, and their hearts were also full of fire.

The supporters of the ancient style were surprised, and some even thought eagerly: flash, flash!

However, the ancient wind in the center of the storm was shocked to find that he could not dodge. This knife seemed to have locked him. No matter how he dodged, he could not escape this knife.

It's too old to think. This knife will arrive in an instant. Then he shouted, ”the wind returns to the soul!”

In an instant, countless ghosts appeared on the battle platform. Some of those ghosts threw their teeth and claws at the falling sabre, blocking the power of splitting. The other part went directly into Pang Jun's head, which meant to affect his mind.

Sure enough, Pang Jun was immediately recruited. Just now he was full of ferocity and anger. At this time, his body was obviously dull for a moment. Finally, the general trend of heaven and earth that gathered together suddenly disappeared, and the anger beating on the sabre disappeared.

This move is actually a mental attack to lay a good foundation for the next move. After many studies, the ancient style finally found its true meaning.

I saw him continue to drink: ”falling leaves return to their roots!”

The falling leaves disappeared, the floating palms disappeared, the willow branches swinging back and forth and the devil ghosts disappeared, and all kinds of Dharma were finally turned into a palm and directly hit Pang Jun's chest.

Bang!

Poof!

Poof poof!

Pang Jun's figure suddenly flew upside down, and the gushing blood pulled up a long arc“ With a ”jingle”, his sword dropped off and fell to the platform. And he himself passed out, ”Dong” fell into the crowd.

Quiet!

Absolutely quiet, silent. At this time, tens of thousands of people on the scene did not make a sound. Everyone held their breath and stayed for a long time.

”Good!” I don't know who took the lead in yelling. Suddenly, countless disciples followed and cheered. The atmosphere at the scene reached the highest and trendy.

At this time, the elder on the high platform also reacted. He saw a man get up in an instant and shouted, ”come on, look at the evaluation?”

In the final analysis, the grand meeting was held to select truly gifted disciples. Although Pang Jun was defeated, he was still an object worthy of key training. These elders didn't want him to have anything to do.

The elder quickly flew to the place where Pang Jun fell, held Pang Jun in his arms, investigated carefully, and finally put down his heart.

”Although the viscera are greatly damaged and the sternum is broken, there is still a breath.”

”The boss is powerful, long live the boss, and the power of the boss is invincible!” There was still thunderous applause under the stage. It was an ancient glory.

After defeating Pang Jun, the ancient style was restrained. In the face of such a voice, he showed a simple smile, waved to the audience and shouted, ”senior brothers and sisters, I am your little junior brother - ancient style.”

Gu Feng was afraid that others would not know his name. He waved his small hand and reported to himself. His majesty disappeared.