The Strongest Sect Master In Cultivation World

Looking at everything that happened on the island, everyone couldn't help but cry out in alarm.    

The situation changed too quickly. It was full of ups and downs, full of twists and turns!    

Jiang Hu, who had turned the tide of the battle, had his chest penetrated by Zou Poyun!    

Obviously, when Zou Poyun lowered his head just now, he had swallowed the pill just like Yang Guang.    

Therefore, the Qi in his body had skyrocketed in an instant, and his strength had also increased rapidly!    

"For the sake of the Saint Inheritance quota, Guo Xunfeng has racked his brains. Since he gave Yang Guang a pill, how could he not give it to Zou Poyun?"    

"Shameless, too shameless!"    

"Truly despicable, using such a despicable method to win!"    

With the two incidents combined, Guo Xunfeng immediately became the target of thousands of people.    

However, he straightened his chest and stood with his hands behind his back in the galaxy.    

He looked around and laughed disdainfully.    

Despicable? Shameless?    

Truly a group of childish fellows. The path of the Grand Dao had always been cruel.    

As long as you can climb higher and become stronger, then you will be safer!    

As long as you can achieve this goal, whatever you do is worth it.    

Since ancient times, the winner takes all!    

As long as he, Guo Xunfeng, could step into the peak of the Martial Path, even if he was cursed by millions of people, why not?    

Feeling the sharp pain coming from his abdomen, Jiang Hu's eyes gradually became bloodshot.    

Before he died, he could not care about anything. The survival instinct in his bloodline was activated in an instant!    

This time, Jiang Hu really lost his mind and turned into a mad devil.    

He bit down on the arm, regardless of the injuries in his body.    

Two sharp fangs pierced through Zou Poyun's right arm!    

Zou Poyun was in pain. He punched Jiang Hu's head with his left hand.    

Jiang Hu did not care about the fist that was about to land. He bit his arm hard and refused to let go.    

He ripped Zou Poyun's arm off and tore off a large piece of flesh.    

“ AHHHHHHH!"    

The intense pain instantly overwhelmed Zou Poyun's rationality.    

There was only one thought in his mind, and that was to blow up Jiang Hu's head!    

Dong!    

A ferocious punch landed on Jiang Hu's head.    

At that moment, blood flowed out of Jiang Hu's seven orifices. His two large eyes were dyed red with blood.    

Even though his vision was blurred, Jiang Hu still used his instinct to swing his claw at Zou Poyun.    

Zou Poyun and Jiang Hu had already lost their minds.    

They were like two mad dogs, tangled together, and used the most primitive method to fight.    

This tragic scene made many female disciples close their eyes.    

Even though Jiang Hu was heavily injured by Zou Poyun and was in imminent danger, he did not choose to admit defeat.    

What he was doing now was as if he was going to kill Zou Poyun with his life on the line.    

There was only some flesh and blood left on Zou Poyun's right arm. White bones could be seen in other parts of his arm.    

He threw punches after punches at Jiang Hu's head.    

The latter's head gradually collapsed, and his bones, which were as hard as iron, turned into a pile of mud.    

The pain Jiang Hu suffered could be imagined.    

However, he still persisted, and wanted to cause even greater damage to Zou Poyun.    

"Die!"    

Zou Poyun suddenly stretched out his right hand and endured the pain coming from his arm. He tightly grabbed Jiang Hu's right arm.    

Then he grabbed Jiang Hu's other arm with his left hand and pulled hard.    

Swoosh!    

Jiang Hu's entire left arm was ripped off from his body!    

A bloody hole had already been pierced through his abdomen, and now he had suffered such a severe injury.    

Jiang Hu finally couldn't hold on any longer. His body went limp and fell to the ground.    

There was no more movement!    

Jiang Huai, who had just won the battle, sent out an incomparably violent wave of thought when he returned to the galaxy.    

This was the second time he had shown his anger in front of everyone.    

The first time was when he chased after them for a hundred miles and went deep into the Soaring Cloud Sect.    

Mooh Chen stretched out a hand and pressed it on Jiang Huai's body, keeping him calm.    

The people on the Star River couldn't bear to watch this scene. Many female disciples couldn't help but cover their mouths.    

It was bloody and tragic!    

Jiang Hu, with the strength of intermediate Sea Wheel Realm, was ready to fight Zou Poyun, who was at the peak of Sea Wheel Realm.    

If he hadn't consumed the pill, this competition might have ended in a different way.    

Looking at Jiang Hu's miserable appearance on the ground, no one mocked him.    

Although he lost, it made everyone admire him very much!    

How many people in the world could be so brave!    

Not only did he have the evil aura of the Demonic Beast, but he also had human rationality. This kind of monster was the one that made people fear him the most.    

However, what surprised Meng Haoran and the others the most was that besides Jiang Huai, the Ancestor and his disciples seemed to be very indifferent towards Jiang Hu's death.    

Their eyes were very calm, as if they were looking at someone who had nothing to do with the severity of their death.    

For a moment, everyone was guessing in their hearts.    

Could it be that the Ancestor had truly seen through the mortal world and had long since become indifferent towards death? That was why he was able to be so carefree and carefree.    

However, it was fine if it was just the Ancestor, but they could still understand him.    

Why were Jiang Hu's fellow disciples so calm?    

This "God Sect" was too strange!    

"The victor, Zou Poyun!"    

Duan Zexiong announced the result of the competition, and then he explained the rules of the following competition.    

Because there were four people entering the finals this time, for the sake of fairness, they needed to fight in pairs to get into the top three. Only then would they have the qualifications to obtain the Saint Inheritance.    

Although Jiang Hu was the first to be defeated, it was not that he did not have the chance.    

When this rule was announced, it immediately caused many people to frown.    

The process of the competition was very fair.    

However, how could there be four people left?    

Where did Jiang Hu get the chance?    

Everyone looked at Jiang Hu's corpse with tacit understanding.    

It was almost completely cold, yet he was still asked to compete?    

Everyone had doubts in their hearts. Just like that, two hours quietly passed.    

"Jiang Huai of God Sect versus Zou Poyun of Wind Cloud Sect!"    

When the competition started again, everyone saw an unbelievable scene.    

Jiang Hu, who had just been carried away by Mooh Chen, Zhan Muxue, and the others, was now standing on the starry river full of energy.    

He kept baring his teeth at Zou Poyun, looking very angry.    

Looking at this scene, a storm was stirred in the hearts of Meng Haoran and the others.    

How could this be possible!    

Everyone had clearly seen what happened to Jiang Hu just now.    

He was truly dead.    

He had only been here for two hours, and he had already come back to life?    

Not to mention saints, even if immortals were alive, it would be extremely difficult to do so!    

No matter how unwilling they were to admit it in their hearts, they had no choice but to face reality.    

The one who brought Jiang Hu back to life was undoubtedly the Ancestor!    

At the same time, everyone understood why the disciples of God Sect were so indifferent to Jiang Hu's death.    

It was obvious that this wasn't the first time the Ancestor had revealed such a method in front of them.    

Everyone secretly looked at Jiang Ling who was sitting high up in the starry river, pondering in their hearts.    

Just how strong was the Ancestor?!