The Last Rock Emperor

Since Hong Wenchang wanted to fight, he was naturally prepared to accept the attack. As soon as the lightning spear with spectacles struck, Hong Wenchang quickly stood up.

He clenched his fists and stomped on the ground, causing the ground to tremble. A golden divine dragon was already coiled around his right arm.

Hong Wenchang, who had already suffered a loss, naturally knew that this lightning spear seemed to possess an extremely miraculous tracking ability.

In fact, this so-called tracking ability was naturally an application of electromagnetic induction.

Everyone had their own magnetic field. As a super lightning type evolver, using the electromagnetic field of the human body, coupled with the intelligence given by the mimicry outer garment, it wasn't too difficult to achieve the goal of tracking.

Hong Wenchang was surrounded by Lightning Evolution cultivators. Lin Tian was a Lightning Evolution cultivator. Although he didn't know how to throw, his energy attacks could also achieve a tracking effect.

Therefore, Hong Wenchang knew that he had a lightning attribute ability and had a certain tracking ability. It was just a moment of carelessness on his part.

He hadn't expected that the glasses would allow such a powerful combination of throwing attacks to track the target without failing to move.

In fact, strictly speaking, the nature of the Cold Lightning Soul Devouring Spear was naturally primarily an energy attack.

However, these were the products of the combination of two abilities, cold front power and thunder power. Using his own strength and electromagnetic induction to generate a huge amount of kinetic energy, Hong Wenchang and Pu Pu suffered heavy injuries when they came into contact with each other.

However, just now, he had personally experienced everything on this Lion Soul Spear.

The cold and sharp mysterious power, the tyrannical and ferocious power of thunder, the terrifying penetrating power brought about by the crazy rotation, and the enormous and terrifying power on the spear.

He had personally experienced it before, and now, he had naturally found a way to deal with it.

Hong Wenchang shouted in a low voice. His right arm, which was crossed with the divine dragon, quickly retreated. After it grew a bit thicker, it shot out like a cannonball.

"Form Insight-Dragon Fist …!"

'"Ang..."

As the dragon roared, a huge golden divine dragon charged towards the roaring lion.

"Rumble... Rumble..."

"Rumble …!"

The dazzling golden light and dazzling silver arcs once again rendered the entire arena. Ding ding sounds of metal colliding, thunder rumbling, rose and fell one after another, resounding throughout the entire arena.

Hong Wenchang knew that it was extremely unlucky to receive such a lightning spear at close range. The instant he punched out, he quickly rushed forward to the left.

Evidently, this Xingyi Dragon Fist was already the peak of Hong Wenchang's Fist Aura, although it could be said to be suitable for both distance and distance.

However, compared to a spear like glasses, it was naturally much inferior. After all, it was a pure energy attack, and there was no weapon amplification. As long as it was far away, its power would decrease drastically.

As for Hong Wenchang, he hadn't reached the sixth rank yet. No matter how hard his energy was, he couldn't condense a true crystal power. Furthermore, the crystal power consumed by this move was even less elegant.

However, even though they weren't strong enough, it wasn't a problem for them to defend themselves at close range.

Therefore, Hong Wenchang naturally left with a single punch. First, he quickly approached his target, and second, he moved away from the aftermath area, avoiding baptism and reducing his own consumption.

When the two of them clashed again, they both used fierce moves. The lightning spear was very happy with the Dragon Fist and Eyeglasses.

After sensing that the Cold Lightning Lion Soul Spear that had just been thrown out had vanished along with the golden divine dragon that Hong Wenchang had bombarded.

Eyeglasses wasn't anxious at all. His entire body was once again filled with thunder crystals. The cold light on his hand condensed and another extremely exquisite lion-headed lightning spear was formed. If it wasn't a cold lightning lion soul spear, what else could it be?

Following that, the battle had entered a white-hot stage, and it was extremely lively.

However, in the eyes of the crowd outside, this battle was not far from being over.

As lightning flashed and thunder rang out, the vice city lord of Heavenly Rock City, Nian Chen, had already transformed into a Thunder God-like existence. Incomparably exquisite lion-headed spears continuously shot out from his palms.

The one-horned Lightning Lion immediately turned into a bizarre and berserk one as it pounced towards Hong Wenchang.

On the other hand, Hong Wenchang's side was exceptionally powerful. He wore brilliant golden armor and wrapped his arm around the divine dragon's right hand, sending out numerous majestic golden divine dragons. It could be said that the scenery was boundless.

The layman watches the fun, the expert watches the door.

Obviously, those present were all the elites of the various cities, but they were all bright-eyed masters. They could tell at a glance that Hong Wenchang had taken advantage of them after the first duel.

Hong Wenchang had been at a disadvantage ever since his first shot. Even though he looked impressive now, he was at most on the defensive.

That year, the vice city lord had already stopped moving, and the lightning spear in his hand was constantly firing. Hong Wenchang was no longer able to cross the lightning pool. He was almost reduced to a living target, although he was also trying his best to find an opportunity to rush to the side of the vice city lord that year.

However, he was somewhat powerless. From just now until now, under the berserk long-range baptism of the other party, let alone advancing, the distance between Hong Wenchang and the vice city lord of that year had even been widened by quite a bit.

Even if he had the chance to take a few steps forward, the result would still be two steps forward and three steps back. It could be said to be meaningless.

Apart from using the Form Intent Dragon Fist to bombard, Hong Wenchang also began to try to dodge. However, at this time, he was no longer as careless as before. Normally, while dodging, the Form Intent Dragon Fist was ready to bombard at any time.

However, it was a pity that Hong Wenchang's dodging had little effect. Although it could reduce his consumption of crystal power to a certain extent, it could not play a key role.

The battle on the field seemed to have reached an impasse. Normally, this kind of situation depended on who had more crystalline power, more tenacity, and more endurance between the two of them.

A long attack will break, a long defense will lose.

In the eyes of the crowd outside, it was only a matter of time before Hong Wenchang was defeated. Right now, it was already very difficult for him to approach Vice City Lord Nian, let alone attack him.

Moreover, even if Vice City Lord Nian allowed Hong Wenchang to catch a close combat opportunity, even though Hong Wenchang had a higher chance of winning than Vice City Lord Nian, it was not a certainty.

From the close combat between the two of them at the beginning, it could be seen that although Vice City Lord Nian Chen's close combat ability was slightly inferior to Hong Wenchang's, it wasn't that he didn't have the strength to fight.

Therefore, the few people in the nine cities who had quite a bit of motivation were all thinking that Hong Wenchang could win, and it was even better to injure him.

However, after seeing such a situation, they didn't have much hope anymore.

In fact, the battle on the field had indeed entered the rhythm of glasses. Although the right hand of glasses had weakened slightly due to continuous throwing with all its might.

However, in his heart, it was probably too early to say that the outcome had been decided.

Even though he had thrown 36 Lightning Lion Soul Spears in a row in this short period of time, with his crystal power and recovery speed, throwing another hundred or eighty shots wouldn't be a problem.

However, Hong Wenchang's defenses were fairly steady. Under his fists and feet, there was no leakage at all. Not only was it the Dragon Fist, but the Twelve Shapes had also become more and more vigorous.

This was especially true for his Xingyi Snake Walk, which made it impossible for his spectacles to catch it. This fellow was traveling in an exact direction.

In fact, the Cold Lightning Lion Soul Spear had already started to deviate. This was obviously not a good sign.

However, when he saw Hong Wenchang's resolute gaze, his spectacles smiled faintly and his right hand continued to condense the lightning spear.

He wiped his left hand behind his waist, and dozens of small token riders appeared in his hand. His glasses were used for both purposes, and his right hand violently threw a gap between them. He raised his left hand slightly.

Within a radius of more than ten meters, it was unknowingly filled with such small chess pieces. In the chaos, there was a strange order.

As soon as the flag was laid, there was no change in the arena. The crowd outside felt that the water in the air seemed to have increased by a lot all of a sudden.

"Rumble …!"

Hong Wenchang's dragon fist once again collided with the lightning spear with a thunderous explosion. The moment he punched out, his body shook calmly.

He had already transformed into an extremely fast flying snake, flying towards his glasses at an extremely fast speed. His eyes were flickering with light, as if he had great confidence in this sudden advancement.

"Rumble …!"

A thunderous roar echoed as a huge one-horned lightning lion charged towards Hong Wenchang. However, Hong Wenchang grinned.

The moment the unicorn turned into a lightning spear, its body rolled up like a twist. It almost brushed past the lightning spear at an extremely fast speed and rushed over.

Dong …!

The earth trembled like a giant drum, and a huge hole appeared on the Eight Trigrams Martial Arts Stage. Within the hole, a Cold Lightning Lion Soul Spear was stabbed into it.

"It's empty …!"

Lin Tian exclaimed instinctively, his voice even carrying a hint of excitement and pride.

The crowd of the nine cities who had been paying attention to the battlefield immediately regained their spirits after this loud explosion.

In fact, from the beginning until now, the Vice City Lord had stood still for the rest of the year. The lightning spear was like rain, and its power was earth-shattering. There was no need to say anything about the accuracy of the spear. Not a single one of the spears had missed. Every single one of the spears was like a tracking device. There was no doubt that they would hit.

Hong Wenchang was forced to passively defend against dozens of shots, and he was almost out of breath.

However, just now, this shot was empty.

There were one, there were two. For an expert of Hong Wenchang's level, they would never place their hopes on luck. Furthermore, the reason why that shot just now was so lucky was obviously because Hong Wenchang took the initiative to dodge.

Hong Wenchang's figure flashed like lightning. The moment he heard the lightning spear behind him shoot into the ground, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but reveal a faint smile.

However, this was clearly not the time to be happy. The joy of a Lightning Lion Soul Spear had just flashed past, and Hong Wenchang hadn't fainted.

In fact, he knew that the desperate assault had only just begun.

"Rumble!"

Another Lightning Lion Soul Spear transformed into a Lightning Lion and attacked from right in front of him.