Some cultivators with good eyesight have already seen that Tang Yaotian was seriously injured, but no one on this competition stage dared to deny him for sure. This unfathomable man has successfully made the audience no longer believe in him.
s eyes.
Qinghuang's face was solemn, and he took a step back slightly, which made him deeply aware of his situation and the angry eyes of the leader. The other party's aura was overwhelming. The step just now was not his intention. Looking at the confident Tang Yaotian in front of him
, Qinghuang felt that his face had been disgraced. He snorted coldly and said angrily: "Now that you have no power to restrain the chicken, you are still talking arrogantly. It's really ridiculous!"
Tang Yaotian took a deep breath, with a smile on his face, and said solemnly: "You can give it a try." His purpose was to make the other party panic and make him unsure. Only in this way could he have a chance to win.
But he was also complaining secretly in his heart, because at this time he no longer had any power, how could he defeat this Qinghuang? Especially he could feel that this Qinghuang was not easy to fool.
Qinghuang's teeth gnashed loudly like an angry mouse. He ignored Tang Yaotian and said to the referee next to him: "Uncle Master, let's start!"
The referee said "Hmm". This kind of scene also made him a little embarrassed. As a member of the Snow Mountain Sect, he didn't want to see Qinghuang lose to the opponent. It's just that Tang Yaotian was so good that people couldn't help but admire him, and the referee felt uncomfortable in his heart.
I don’t want to see Tang Yaotian fall down like this!
"It's about to begin!" Le Dao said excitedly. In the Lingyun Sect, he might be the only one who sincerely cheers for Tang Yaotian.
You Lingzi has been worried. Tang Yaotian is now seriously injured. She doesn't know why the other party continues to persist...
"The sword has no eyes, and your life is determined by the sky. Get ready, let the competition begin!" This sentence became the end of the new cultivator meeting. The sound echoed in the sky of the Snow Mountain Sect and did not disperse for a long time. The scene became quiet.
Even the sound of breathing could not be heard. Everyone focused their attention on Tang Yaotian and looked at him with concentration. It seemed that everyone was looking forward to his turning the world around.
Even Zuo Chenfeng, even those from the Snow Mountain Sect, wanted to see how Tang Yaotian would cope with the upcoming competition.
One second, two seconds, time seemed to be very slow as if a blunt agent had been used, but what everyone didn't expect was that Tang Yaotian didn't move, and neither did Qinghuang.
Yes, unlike previous starts, neither of them had the upper hand. They were just like two statues, standing there looking at each other without saying a word or even blinking.
However, at this time, the two people were experiencing great ups and downs in their hearts.
Tang Yaotian's mind was racing, but he had no countermeasures. He tried to use the "Yi Jin Jing", but the pain in his meridians made him unbearable, especially with Qing Huang standing opposite him, and he couldn't show his pain. Only in this way,
Only then can Qinghuang not see through him.
As for Qinghuang, he was completely intimidated by Tang Yaotian's intimidation. The opponent didn't take action, and he didn't dare to take action. He was really afraid that Tang Yaotian would suddenly use his stunts. If he hadn't seen Tang Yaotian's martial arts competition, it might be better. But
This is not the case.
Just like that, a moment of incense slipped away quietly, and the two of them were still standing motionless on the competition stage. Tang Yaotian's expression was calm, but there was a trace of anxiety in the Qinghuang's eyebrows.
As for the audience under the competition stage, many people shed sweat. This was cold sweat, nervous sweat. Although they did not participate in the competition, they felt even more nervous when faced with this still scene.
"What's going on? Why don't you take action?" Someone finally couldn't help asking. His voice was very small, but in this silent scene, it seemed very penetrating. Several spectators around him were instantly dissatisfied.
Looking at him, the man smiled awkwardly and quickly closed his mouth.
No one dared to disturb this silent scene. Although there was no fierce confrontation, it was still a test of endurance for Tang Yaotian and Qinghuang.
I don't know how much time passed, but Tang Yaotian saw that Qinghuang's breath was becoming more and more unstable. It was obvious that the other party no longer wanted to wait any longer. A mysterious smile gradually appeared on his face, and he said to Qinghuang: "Are you afraid?
?"
Qinghuang's cheek twitched. He stared at Tang Yaotian and said fiercely: "Afraid? What is fear? I think you are afraid!"
Tang Yaotian laughed 'haha' and said: "If you are not afraid, why don't you even dare to deal with me, a person who has no power to tie a chicken?"
"You are looking for death!" Qinghuang said harshly, and then he suddenly shouted angrily, a white light burst out from his right hand, and the Taoist robe around him fluttered. He pointed upward with his right hand, and the spiritual weapon was already there.
Unsheathing it, a purple flying sword flew out from his back.
Several rays of purple light from the flying sword shot around, and powerful spiritual energy penetrated the competition platform. The overwhelming pressure spread from Qinghuang's body to the surroundings. Tang Yaotian paused and took two steps back, with a look of difficulty on his face.
.
Qinghuang burst out laughing when he saw Tang Yaotian's actions. Just now, he had lost face because of the other party, but at this time, he more or less regained some face. He said, "You said you are incapable of restraining a chicken. Are you still trying to make excuses?"
?"
Zuo Chenfeng finally breathed out. In his opinion, Qinghuang should have attacked the opponent just now, but he did not dare to attack easily due to pressure. However, he did not blame Qinghuang. After all, his opponent was too mysterious, and
At this time, once Qinghuang used his true strength, he would easily defeat his opponent. He could tell from Tang Yaotian's tiny movements.
Fengxue frowned. She knew that Qinghuang would win, but she was worried about Tang Yaotian. Now that Qinghuang used a spiritual weapon, she was really worried that Tang Yaotian would die under Qinghuang's sword. Although she had some
He asked, but will Qinghuang listen to him?
"I'll give you one more chance. If you don't want to die, just admit defeat. When you recover from your injuries, you and I will fight again. If you die by my sword now, I'm a bit weak in victory.
!" Qinghuang said with awe-inspiring righteousness.
Tang Yaotian couldn't help but sneered. He could see the hypocritical face of the other party. He slowly stretched out his left hand and said in a deep voice: "Who wins and who loses, you will know after the fight."
Qinghuang's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he said harshly: "You asked for this!"
He said, roared angrily, held the flying sword in his hand, and stabbed directly at Tang Yaotian's chest. The sword glowed with purple light and rubbed against the air, making a whistling sound.
Qinghuang's sword was not fancy, it went straight to Tang Yaotian's chest. This was not Qinghuang's strongest sword, but he left a lot of backup options, simply because he was worried that Tang Yaotian would use his special skills.
, will make him fall into the trap. Therefore, his sword attack is defensive and defensive. If it succeeds, he can take the opponent's life. If it fails, he can also test the opponent's strength.
But in fact, Qinghuang was still a little worried. After all, Tang Yaotian really didn't have the power to fight back at this time. It was similar to what the other party said, and he had no power to restrain a chicken.
"Swish!" The sound reached Tang Yaotian's ears. He could clearly see the other party's spiritual weapon running towards him. The cold spiritual weapon contained infinite murderous intent. He could feel this tendency.
The emperor wanted to kill himself.
The audience did not dare to make a sound and just watched with their eyes, but their eyes showed worry. They saw that the spiritual weapon was about to stab Tang Yaotian, but he still did not move at this time. Is it over?
Does this battle really have to end so soon?
While everyone was worried, they suddenly found a big hand grabbing the sword. Yes, that was Tang Yaotian's left hand. He was extremely fast. Under such circumstances, he could actually grab the spiritual weapon.
Qinghuang only heard a 'pop' sound and felt his spiritual weapon pause slightly. When he saw Tang Yaotian grabbing the sword with his hand, he was extremely surprised, but he couldn't help but laugh: "This is ridiculous.
Do you think this can stop me?"
As he spoke, he exerted a strong force, and the flying sword made a roar and stabbed forward crazily.
Tang Yaotian's body continued to slide backwards under the force, and the flying sword slowly stabbed from his hand to the chest. Sparks appeared from the friction between his left hand and the flying sword, but soon, blood flowed out.
When he came out, he used the only Buddhist energy he had just recovered on his left hand to use the Iron Cloth Shirt skill. With his current skills, how could he use his physical body to resist the spiritual weapon?
Maybe this was just Tang Yaotian's way of saving his life for a moment, but it had no effect.
"Go to hell!" Qinghuang shouted angrily, and his voice brought the stunned people back to reality. Everyone saw a strong light emitting from the sword. With a fierce force, Qinghuang shook Tang Yaotian's left hand.
He opened the blood flying sword, and then, his sword penetrated Tang Yaotian's left chest without any hindrance.
"Swish!" was the sound of the flying sword rubbing against flesh. The flying sword penetrated Tang Yaotian's body. After a moment, blood dripped from the tip of the sword. At this time, Tang Yaotian's left hand that had split open the flesh once again rested on his body.
The sword seemed to be making a final struggle.
Qinghuang's face was filled with excitement. His panic just now was finally ended with this sword. At this time, Tang Yaotian's breath of life had gradually weakened. He did not believe that the other party still had a chance to resist. He sneered: "
I gave you a chance, but you didn't know how to cherish it. In this case, don't blame me!" He said, suddenly turning the hilt of his sword, and Tang Yaotian spurted a mouthful of blood from his mouth.
It actually sprayed directly onto Qinghuang's face.
Qinghuang is a very clean person. If it were normal, he would have been angry, but seeing Tang Yaotian's appearance at this time, he wiped the blood and couldn't help laughing.
Although he defeated a seriously injured opponent, after all, he achieved the final victory on behalf of the Snow Mountain Sect. This feeling is something that losers can never experience. There is a saying that facts speak louder than words, and victory is
Hero. The victor is the king, the loser is the bandit. At this time, Qinghuang is the winner.
Zuo Chenfeng finally felt relieved, but there was a look of regret in his eyes. Looking at Tang Yaotian who was still standing there, he didn't know why the other party had such amazing perseverance. Could it be just for this?
A joust?
But Zuo Chenfeng didn't understand that he was actually a person who liked winning. Otherwise, how could he have paid so much for this victory? Tang Yaotian was born to be a winner, so maybe he was not the strongest.
, but that competitive heart will never be defeated.
ps: Today’s first update, there will be two more updates before 12 o’clock. Please wait patiently for the climax.
This chapter has been completed!