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Eight hundred and fifty seventh chapter fist

Today, so many people are paying attention to this event because the Sanjue Young Master is because he feels the strength of the Sanjue Young Master and thinks that the Sanjue Young Master is feeling the pressure, so he wants to understand the Sanjue Young Master's strength more clearly.

But who would have thought that the Sanjue Young Master was defeated or defeated with one punch!

Zheng Shiyi, he just punched and killed Mr. Sanjue. That punch, that punch is really the power that the Hou Realm should have?

That instantly penetrated the formation of the Hou Realm arena, and even more than ten imperial shadow guards could not stop the attack, and even the King of Lu took action himself to stop it!

In this way, Zheng Shiyi and the Divine Marquis Conference, who else can stop him?

At the gathering of people from all ages, Chu Ziyun's face was full of horror, and he could no longer find a smile. How could anyone have achieved such strength in the Hou Realm?

How could he punch? His punch was granted because of the Supreme Lord, and it was the Supreme Lord!

How could he unlock the boxing intention so quickly? That was the priest's boxing intention. How could he understand the priest's boxing intention in a marquis realm!

On the side, the eyes of the Piaomiao Sect turned around and looked at their senior sister, who had no one in their hearts to defeat.

"In terms of power, I am not as good as him." Ling Yan finally spoke after a long silence. His voice had a hint of surprise for the first time since attending the God Marquis Conference.

The wine gourd in Xiaoyao Sanren's hand fell down, leaving only a thread hanging in his hand. His face was no longer as beautiful as the world, and his eyes were full of solemnity.

Fan Yao looked at Zheng Shiyi, who was full of enthusiasm from afar, and a look of joy appeared on her beautiful face, but soon, the smile on her face turned into a bitter smile, and regret rose in her heart, and she was wrong again.

Why? Why didn’t I believe in Shiyi at the beginning, why did I sit with the people of the eternal sect? Why didn’t I advance and retreat with Shiyi?

Originally, I was one of the friends I trusted most and a friend who experienced life and death with Shiyi, but now, I am getting further and further away from Shiyi.

At the outermost position of the crowd, a group of aquarium masters looked at Zheng Shiyi blankly, and suddenly turned their heads and looked at Mu Wudi standing among them.

Mu Wudi had a faint smile on his face, stretched out his hands and patted him gently, applauding: "No, it's really good, it's getting more and more interesting."

Everyone around was immersed in the horror of Zheng Shiyi's punch. After a long time, they came to their senses one by one. Looking at the unmoving king in the crowd, they suddenly reacted.

"Zheng Shiyi's next opponent is the King of Movement!"

"The King of Immortality and Zheng Shiyi are finally going to fight!"

"I never thought that they could really fight at the Gods and Marquis Conference."

"It's not just you who can't imagine that no one could have thought they would fight." In the crowd, a man with a gentle appearance and looked like a teacher sighed with a light face: "Even if Zheng Shiyi was not deposed, he might not be able to break through and enter the tenth round.

After all, his previous opponent was expected to be a disciple of the East, let alone he could not punch at all. He was indeed lucky and had abstained from his opponent one after another, but what about before?

If someone else suddenly couldn't swing his fists, who could guarantee that he would do this? Before he advances with his luck, he would defeat his opponents all the way with his own perseverance!"

Everyone around heard the sound, and an individual looked up and sighed. They had also seen Zheng Shiyi's battle before. They asked themselves that if they were Zheng Shiyi, they would probably not be as good as Zheng Shiyi.

"I don't know which one is stronger than Wang Dongwang or Zheng Shiyi." Someone in the crowd suddenly spoke, but everyone around him fell silent.

For a long time, the King of Moving was the biggest accident above the entire Divine Marquis Conference. It is said that Zheng Shiyi's friend Peng Junyue has been looking for loopholes in the Divine Marquis Conference and is breaking the rules. He even said that his victory was a foul.

But the King of Unmoving was to kill himself at the Divine Marquis Conference with his cultivation level, which was a foul.

If Zheng Shiyi met the King of Unmoving, he would undoubtedly be defeated. But now, Zheng Shiyi has unpacked the seal and can already punch his fist. His understanding of martial arts has improved a lot compared to before.

Zheng Shiyi had never had any chance of making such a terrifying punch even at his peak.

Today, Zheng Shiyi has become one of the most powerful contenders of the Shenhou Conference.

The King of Modification and Zheng Shiyi looked at each other, suddenly turned around and walked towards the distance. Beside him, Yu Linghou followed him with a worried look on his face and whispered: "Elder, do you really want to fight Zheng Shiyi?

Zheng Shiyi is no longer the same as before. Although you are the King of Immortality, Zheng Shiyi's strength is really terrifying. His subordinates have never even seen such a terrifying Marquis Realm.

Elder, you can actually give up, there is no need to fight Zheng Shiyi to death."

"I will fight in this battle!" A strong fighting spirit suddenly emerged from the King of Moving. At this moment, he even gave people a feeling that he was no longer the King of Moving, but an ordinary contestant who was just participating in the conference behind him for the sake of the battle!

"It's been so many years, I have forgotten how long it took for me to feel this way, and I don't have the desire to fight so much." As the King of Moving said, his hands were clenched unconsciously, and a thrilling passion surged out of his body: "Before, I attended the Shenhou Conference just to kill Zheng Shiyi. I didn't take the so-called Shenhou position seriously,

But now, I just want to fight, long for battle, long for a real battle! A simple and purest battle without any consideration. Since becoming the Immortal King, I have never felt this strong feeling, and I have never been able to fight without any scruples.

Now, this opportunity is here!”

As the King of Moving spoke, a hot light shot out from his eyes. His whole person looked completely different from before. It seemed that he was no longer the elder of the immortal sect, but the purest warrior!

Fight, he just wants to fight now!

Yu Linghou felt the heroic spirit emitted by the Immovable King and was stunned for a moment. She had never seen the Immovable King in such a state, so eager to fight, so disregarded everything, and would not be afraid of everything.

In a trance, I even felt that this is the most real and purest immovable king.

Zheng Shiyi walked down from the ring and soon returned to the side of Senior Brother Huanshi and the others. As soon as he came, Peng Junyue immediately looked over with resentment: "Old Shiyi, you are so inauthentic, I will provide you with the three-descendant image crystal for free.

After you unsealed the seal, you didn't tell me what a good opportunity this is. Do you know how much odds you and Sanjue have reached outside?

You told me a long time ago that I would bet, and the money I earned would be able to bully men and women. You, a loser, are so angry that Fatty Master.”

"You finally claim to be fat." Zheng Shiyi did not answer Peng Junyue's words, but joked: "Every time you call yourself Mr. Peng, I feel awkward. Calling Mr. Fat like this will make you feel much more pleasant."

"Well, I think so too." Huan Shiyi nodded seriously. He just wanted to continue teasing Peng Junyue, and his eyes swept to the person coming from the opposite side and closed his voice.

A young man who looked very resolute and cold, dressed in a dress similar to the Imperial City Shadow Guard but did not have the Imperial City Shadow Guard logo was walking quickly. He seemed to have carefully measured every step, took the rhythm, and the size of his steps was exactly the same.

While walking, everyone around looked at each other.

Soon, he had already walked to Zheng Shiyi, with a smile on his cold face, and said respectfully: "Ling Jiaohou, the prince, please go to the high platform to watch the Shenhou Conference together."

Zheng Shiyi was slightly stunned. The prince asked him to go to the high platform? As a contestant, can he climb up to the high platform to watch the God Marquis Conference?

I was surprised in my heart, but there were a series of screams beside me.

"The prince has invited Zheng Shiyi."

"In other words, Zheng Shiyi has become one of the ten heavenly kings of this Divine Marquis Congress!"

"Every time the Shenhou Conference, the princes responsible for presided over the Shenhou Conference will usually choose ten most optimistic geniuses to attend the Shenhou Conference in a round before the Qian Qianghou competition, and then watch the Shenhou Conference together. These ten people are called the Ten Heavenly Kings.

Although the ten strongest people in the Divine Marquis Conference may not necessarily be these ten Heavenly Kings, but being selected as the Ten Heavenly Kings proves that they are the ten most favored by the prince, and they will also be the ten most favored by the Divine Marquis Conference, especially the one who is responsible for the Divine Marquis Conference this time is King Lu.”

"The King of Lu is also known as the King of Heavenly Eyes. He is known as having the sky and can see through everything. He has always been good at his vision.

The Ten Heavenly Kings selected by King Lu are probably the ten strongest people at the Divine Marquis Conference.”

Everyone's eyes when they looked at Zheng Shiyi changed again. When they saw Zheng Shiyi's punch before, everyone knew that Zheng Shiyi would definitely be one of the most powerful contenders to the position of the Divine Marquis, but that was just thinking.

Now, Zheng Shiyi is favored by the King of Lu, who is famous for his unique vision!

Zheng Shiyi then realized after listening to the words of the people around him. It turned out to be ten people, but he didn't know who the other nine people were.

Under the leadership of the other party, Zheng Shiyi walked all the way to the high platform.

When the people of the great sect gathered forever, Chu Ziyun's handsome face was ashen, and he looked at Zheng Shiyi who was leaving with an ugly expression.

The tenth one is the tenth person invited to the high platform. This person is actually Zheng Shiyi, not himself!

On the side, several people wearing the Four Saints Cult costumes looked at Chu Ziyun with an ugly face and whispered: "I didn't expect that Zheng Shiyi could suddenly swing his fist and was promoted again, otherwise it would not be his turn to this position."
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