Sky War Soul

"A free-for-all?"    

After Song Zhou heard these words, a hint of surprise couldn't help but flash past his eyes, as if he didn't expect Jiang Qianyue to say such a thing.    

In fact, with his martial spirit, the octagonal purple gold hammer, it was very suitable for group battles. In fact, with his martial spirit, the octagonal purple gold hammer was very suitable for group battles.    

However, because Song Zhou was normally too arrogant, many disciples did not like him, so he was well aware of it.    

If a group battle were to begin, it was very likely that he would be surrounded and attacked!    

Hearing this rule, Zhao Yifan knew his chance had come!    

Unlike Song Zhou, Zhao Yifan socialized widely and maintained good relations with many of the core disciples.    

Once the battle royale began, his situation would definitely be much better than Song Zhou's!    

"Confusion!" "Hahaha, this is great!"    

"Why is it a free-for-all? Could it be an inside story?"    

"Only those who can last until the end in this free-for-all will be qualified to become the winner!"    

"I bet five precious medicinal pills that Senior Brother Zhao will win!"    

"Then you will lose without a doubt! Senior brother Song's strength was obvious to all! I bet on Senior Brother Song's victory! "    

After hearing Jiang Qianyue's announcement of the rules, many disciples of the fifth floor building cheered. They really wanted to watch a fight at the grand feast!    

The five top core disciples were fighting on the high stage. Just thinking about it made everyone's blood boil!    

"A free-for-all?"    

Chu Yun was about to leave after eating his fill. After hearing such rules, he raised his eyebrows with interest and decided to stay and watch the battle.    

These people were all the top ten core disciples of the Thoughtless Sect. Even the weakest of them was at the 8th level of the Genuine Force, while Zhao Yifan and Song Zhou were at the 10th level of the Genuine Force.    

For such five core disciples to start fighting, it could be predicted that this would be an exciting match!    

A tranquil smile hung on Yang Xiao's beautiful face, her beautiful eyes were filled with anticipation.    

The five core disciples stood on the high stage, and their eyes were all different.    

Zhao Yi Long looked straight into Song Zhou's eyes, and the intense flames spread everywhere.    

"Begin!"    

Jiang Qianyue gave a light shout as she lightly leaped into the air.    

"Boom!" BOOM! "Boom!"    

Five auras of utmost majesty suddenly exploded, like five pillars of light that shot up into the sky, mightily striking the defensive Secret Pattern Array in the sky.    

"Shua!" Swish! Swish! "Swish!"    

Four figures charged towards Song Zhou at the same time from four different directions. There was no communication or hesitation between them, as if they all had the same thought, and wanted to defeat Song Zhou first!    

Song Zhou and Zhao Yi Long were the most threatening, but because of Song Zhou's arrogant nature, he had offended many people before, so everyone did not have any good impressions of him.    

"Hahahahaha, I knew it!"    

Song Zhou laughed out loud, as though he had expected this would happen.    

The Eight-edged Purple Gold Hammer in his hand released a sizzling purple light, and at the same time, he roared out: "Even if all of you attack together, what can you do? Today, I will defeat all of you in front of everyone! "    

"Void Hammer Technique!" "Diamond Break Bell!"    

Song Zhou held onto the handle of the hammer tightly and activated the Spirit Qi in his body, he swept forward, the octagonal purple gold hammer gave rise to an endless amount of powerful Qi waves, creating a huge wave!    

Zhao Yifan frowned and leaped, dodging the shock wave.    

As for the other three, they did not have fast reactions, they could only use their martial spirits to shield in front of them, wanting to block Song Zhou's extremely powerful attack!    

"Puchi!"    

With a muffled sound, the disciple closest to the front suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and his figure was sent flying like a broken sack, falling on the ground to who knows whether he was dead or alive.    

Break through!    

His protective spirit energy simply could not withstand Song Zhou's strike. Even his martial spirit behind him was dispersed by the strike!    

"Fang Xuan lost!"    

"Just one move!" "Senior-apprentice Brother Fang, how could you …"    

"Too powerful, that strike was too powerful!"    

When many disciples saw this scene, their pupils intensely shrank. They did not expect Fang Xuan, who was only a few ranks lower than Song Zhou, to be so weak that his defense was broken with a single strike and he was on the verge of death.    

"Hiss!"    

Seeing Fang Xuan's actions, the other two disciples all took in a breath of cold air, and looked at Song Zhou with eyes full of disbelief.    

"Do you really think that I haven't leveled up during this period of time? I am currently at the peak of the tenth stage of Genuine Force, none of you can stop me! "    

Song Zhou laughed madly, both of his feet suddenly stomped on the ground, and he jumped more than ten meters into the air. Raising the octagonal purple gold hammer high up, he roared: "Burning Thunder Shake Eight Desolate!"    

"Crack!"    

A ray of purple lightning suddenly struck Song Zhou's octagonal purple gold hammer. This hammer contained an earth-shaking power, and with all his strength, he smashed downwards.    

"Boom!"    

A devastating wave of air surged forward, covering the entire high platform without the slightest blind spot. It was like a bolt of lightning that descended from the sky, and every inch of it was filled with a destructive aura.    

"Dammit, how can he be so strong!?" Was he pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger all this time? "    

Zhao Yifan clenched his teeth. Seeing Song Zhou continuously attack, he was more or less panicking in his heart.    

The two of them were clearly in between, who would have thought that Song Zhou's sudden burst of strength was much stronger than the one he displayed before!    

"Shocking Sword Break!"    

Zhao Yifan held the long sword tightly in his hand and cut a hole in the thunder light wall in the air. Then, he nimbly drilled through it.    

"Pfft!"    

The two disciples that had been fighting with their Martial Spirits finally couldn't take it anymore. They spat out a mouthful of blood as their bodies were charred black by the lightning, fainting on the spot.    

"Boom!"    

Song Zhou did not give Zhao Yifan any chance to catch his breath, as though a tiger coming down the mountain, the octagonal purple gold hammer smashed down!    

"Crescent Blade!"    

The sword in his hand danced like a lotus, creating a series of waves that were hard to be seen with the naked eye. The sword qi landed on the Eight-edged Purple Gold Hammer consecutively, but it was still unable to stop the huge hammer's momentum!    

"Clang!"    

The octagonal purple gold hammer smashed on Zhao Yi Long's long sword and let out a majestic sound of metal clashing.    

"Crack!"    

Without any warning, Zhao Yifan's lower body sank into the ground. The strength of this hammer was too great, it was something he couldn't withstand.    

"Hahahahaha, Zhao Yi Long, didn't you say I would capsize? Come on! You can overturn me! "    

Song Zhou laughed arrogantly, the octagonal purple gold hammer did not hold back at all, and actually smashed towards Zhao Yilong's head!    

Previously, he had a murderous intent towards Song Zhou, but wasn't Song Zhou the same?    

As old rivals, the two of them both wanted to put their opponent to death, and now was a good opportunity!    

"Exhaustion of the wind, rejuvenation of the setting sun — the sigh of the Twin Dragons!"    

Zhao Yifan's eyes suddenly turned as black as ink, the spiritual energy around his body crazily condensed and formed the shape of a dragon, soaring into the sky!    

"Boom!"    

The high platform couldn't withstand Zhao Yifan's spiritual energy at all, it completely shattered into pieces. Two curving flood dragons rushed out from the ground, continuously interweaving and fusing with each other, colliding with the Eight-edged Purple Gold Hammer!    

"Bang!"    

A shocking explosion suddenly occurred, the sky curtain shattered like glass, Song Zhou was struck by the explosion and the impact soared up into the sky, the bones in his hands were broken, the tiger's mouth split open, and blood flowed down the hammer's hilt and dripped onto the ground.    

"Hahahahaha, this is great!"    

Although his five fingers were broken and his hands were split open, Song Zhou's blood was boiling hot, his entire body was in extreme excitement.    

Fight!    

Continue to fight!    

It was far from enough!    

It was not fun at all!    

"This Song Zhou, is quite skilled!"    

Seeing that, Chu Yun spoke indifferently.    

Song Zhou's Eight-edged Violet Hammer was of the Xuan Eighth Rank, which would be considered a pretty good genius in the upper class sects. His hammer was able to draw in the power of lightning, and the combat power it displayed was not something an ordinary person could compare with!    

If one entered the Xuan Wu Realm, with Song Zhou's martial spirit, he would be able to display an even greater power!    

"This is called having a bit of skill?" You brat, stop bragging, alright? It's as if you're that amazing! Senior Song's power is definitely in the top five of the entire sect! "    

One of the disciples pouted, rolled his eyes at Chu Yun and mocked him.    

"Alright, alright, Song Zhou didn't even bother with you, what need is there to lick his butt like that?"    

Wei Chen couldn't bear to watch any longer, so he reached out his hand to push the disciple away.    

"Kid, just you wait!"    

The disciple glared at Wei Chen fiercely, turned his head, and walked away.    

"Don't worry about it, it's just trash!"    

Wei Chen's face was filled with disdain. Although his cultivation was average, his background was not any weaker than Song Zhou, so towards these disciples who were provoking him, he dared to retaliate without hesitation.    

Chu Yun was surprised, he did not expect this fatty, who he had just met, to actually be so loyal!    

"This Song Zhou is nothing special, relying on his strong martial spirit and profound background, he always acts like he's nothing. God knows how many female students he has harmed before, I have seen him unhappy for a long time!"    

Wei Chen held Chu Yun's shoulders and said sourly: "Junior Sister Yang is such a good flower, it is about to be stuck on this cow dung. If I am strong enough, then I must go up and beat his teeth out of him! "    

Chu Yun could not help but smile: "You're jealous of him?"    

"I'm jealous of him? "F * ck!"    

Wei Chen seemed to have suddenly gotten his tail stepped on, and his face twisted as he jumped up. However, he soon stopped his actions, and said dejectedly, "I'm rather jealous of him. Many of the junior sisters I like have been harmed by him. However, I'm not his opponent, so I can only …    

Chu Yun smiled lightly, patted Wei Chen's shoulders and comforted him: "Nothing much, you're not much weaker than him. They were willing to part with their lives, but they dared to drag the Emperor down! "    

Wei Chen's expression darkened. "Although I don't like him, I have to admit that his fighting prowess is much higher than mine! His talent is also something that I find difficult to attain! As time passes, I will only be left further and further behind! "I probably won't be able to get out of this for the rest of my life!"