Chapter 4614: Physical Body Showdown, One Fist Annihilates!

As this voice rang out.

That sword formation grindstone formed by a hundred thousand sword feathers was directly shattered.

Layers of magic power immunity divine rings spread out, grinding those endless sword feathers away inch by inch.

And Jun Xiaoyao, still in a suit of white clothes, revealed his figure amidst the sky full of shattering sword feathers.

"As expected..."

Seeing this scene, the surrounding crowd did not reveal any surprise.

Rather, it was Bai Zhan Tian, his fists clenching slightly.

He naturally hoped Jing Hong could suppress Jun Xiaoyao.

But he also knew this great battle would not be that simple.

Jing Hong's pupils constricted imperceptibly.

But he was also prepared, not panicking.

The rule phoenix wings behind him trembled.

His figure moved as if traversing the void, instantly flashing before Jun Xiaoyao, a palm probing out.

"Oh?"

Seeing Jing Hong take the initiative to engage in close combat, a hint of curiosity also appeared in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes.

It seems this Jing Hong's fortuitous encounters are indeed not small, his confidence has swollen somewhat.

Jun Xiaoyao also threw out a fist horizontally, colliding with Jing Hong's fingers and palm.

In an instant, a ring of visible force ripples spread out.

Jun Xiaoyao's figure remained unchanged, while Jing Hong's physical body trembled.

Inside his body, a faint cracking sound seemed to emit, as if his five viscera and six bowels had all been displaced.

Boom!

Jing Hong's figure retreated.

His gaze carried a cold, stern color.

You must know, he obtained a great fortuitous encounter in the Primordial Phoenix Ancestral Land.

He obtained a Primordial Phoenix Egg condensed by a Primordial Phoenix Clan ancestor after failing nirvana.

He comprehended the essence of the nirvana profound meaning.

Causing his physical body to undergo a qualitative change.

Afterwards, he obtained quite a few fortuitous encounters in the Immortal Soil.

And in special places like the Nirvana Fire Sea, his physical body underwent transformation once more.

It can be said, the current Jing Hong's physical body has also reached a certain extreme.

That is why he has this confidence.

However, the moment he collided physically with Jun Xiaoyao.

Jing Hong understood, what a gap there was between his physical body and Jun Xiaoyao's.

Jun Xiaoyao stood in place, his figure unmoving like a mountain.

While Jing Hong's physical body trembled violently, as if crushed by a ten-thousand-jun Taishan.

His face sank cold, brilliant divine radiance suddenly bloomed from his body.

A suit of dazzling, flowing armor emerged inch by inch.

Its entire body presented a blood-red color, circulating with divine splendor.

On its surface were patterns like phoenix feathers, emitting an ancient, noble aura.

It was precisely Jing Hong's protective magic treasure, the Heavenly Phoenix Blood Feather Armor!

In addition, Jing Hong's physical body qi and blood roared, as if great dragons were darting within his body.

A vast, boundless ancient qi and blood aura spread out.

Causing all the proud sons of heaven cultivators present to change color, feeling a sense of suffocation.

Huang Yuan Yu and Mu Xuan, the two women, even more felt a suppression originating from race and bloodline.

It was precisely the Primordial Phoenix Ancestral Blood within Jing Hong's body.

With the empowerment of the Primordial Phoenix Ancestral Blood's power.

Jing Hong's whole body extended an ancient crimson-gold phoenix pattern.

It was precisely the Supreme Primordial Phoenix True Body.

Under the empowerment of methods like the Heavenly Phoenix Blood Feather Armor and the Supreme Primordial Phoenix True Body.

Jing Hong's aura surged once more.

His physical body reached a new realm.

He struck out again, closing in to bombard Jun Xiaoyao.

His whole body's Primordial Phoenix qi and blood surged, strands of crimson-gold rules emerging.

Fingers and palm pressed out horizontally, like Primordial Phoenix wings, as if opening heaven and earth.

Rumble...

Over a dozen palms bombarded out in succession.

Like an ancient Primordial Phoenix manifesting in the current world.

As wings swept across, this heaven and earth violently shook and trembled, mountains and rivers turned to ash.

The surrounding desolate mountain ranges were instantly swept flat.

Such terrifying fluctuations also made all the surrounding proud sons of heaven cultivators feel they had broadened their horizons.

This Jing Hong is also worthy of his status as the little ancestor of the Yuan Feng clan.

However, what astonished everyone even more was.

Even under Jing Hong's such powerful offensive.

Jun Xiaoyao stood in place, still unmoving and unshaken.

As fists and palms intersected, various force ripples erupted.

Jun Xiaoyao did not retreat a single step; every time it was Jing Hong's figure that was knocked back.

His palms were even almost split open, with dazzling bright red blood spurting out.

Jun Xiaoyao shook his head slightly.

This Jing Hong's physical body, compared to others, although it had reached an extreme.

But to Jun Xiaoyao, it was still far from enough to look at.

The next moment, his five fingers clenched into a fist, Chaos Divine Power gushing forth.

The power of four hundred fifty million Sumeru worlds within his body surged.

In an instant, the void seemed to emit a creaking sound of being unable to bear the burden.

The heaven and earth rules of the Immortal Soil are actually far superior to ordinary world universes.

The void rules are very stable.

However now, Jun Xiaoyao truly mobilized divine power, and space immediately could somewhat not withstand it.

Then, he directly punched straight out.

Piercing toward Jing Hong.

Jing Hong also sensed the supreme divine power contained in Jun Xiaoyao's this punch.

On his body surface, the crimson-gold phoenix patterns manifested by the Supreme Yuan Feng True Body bloomed with incomparably gorgeous divine radiance.

Then as if detaching from Jing Hong's body, they intertwined in the void behind him, transforming into a Yuan Feng phantom.

That phantom was no longer just a hazy shadow, but lifelike.

Phoenix head, phoenix wings, sharp claws, gradually condensing, clearly visible.

Every feather was inscribed with Yuan Feng Dao patterns; a slight tremor, and endless runes fell like rain.

"Kill!"

Under the empowerment of such Yuan Feng power.

Jing Hong's aura also surged violently once again.

Like a Phoenix King descending into the world, divine fire coiling, all spirits bowing their heads.

The Yuan Feng dharma image behind him spanned the firmament, twin wings spread, covering ten thousand miles, firelight illuminating the entire heaven and earth.

Jing Hong let out a long roar.

Colliding together with Jun Xiaoyao's fist edge.

In a moment, boundless rule storms surged across heaven and earth.

The surrounding crowd seeing this, all their faces changed color, hurriedly retreating once more.

Such waves, if caught in them, even if not dead would have to shed a layer of skin.

"What terrifying fluctuations, this is the showdown of top-tier monsters..."

Even those few peerless figures watching the battle all took a deep breath.

Not to mention comparing with Jun Xiaoyao.

Even Jing Hong is enough to make them look up in awe.

This Yuan Feng clan little ancestor, the Phoenix Feather clan's peerless monster, is indeed not to be underestimated.

"What will the outcome be..."

On the other side, Deeply Affected by Weight, still unable to recover, Bai Zhan Tian.

His gaze also stared dead at the center of the battle where rule waves spread.

And Huang Yuan Yu and Mu Xuan and others, beautiful eyes also watching.

Rather it was the Little God Demon Ant, ant face indifferent.

To him, the various powerful enemies Jun Xiaoyao encountered were too many.

This Jing Hong counts as which stalk of scallion?

And just in the gaze of countless people.

The center of the spreading storm suddenly transmitted a sound like bones and flesh shattering.

Then, the crowd saw.

In that collision center, blood mist was gushing.

Immediately, cries of alarm rang out.

"It's Jing Hong, he..."

Tear!

All present people, all heard, a sound like muscle tearing.

Then, including Bai Zhan Tian.

Everyone clearly saw.

Jun Xiaoyao's fist edge, without any obstruction, pierced through Jing Hong's body.

Simultaneously grinding his Yuan Feng dharma image to nothing.

Then, Jing Hong's body began to tear, shatter.

Directly smashed to pieces by Jun Xiaoyao's casual punch, blood mist filling the sky, completely disintegrated!