The soul-suppressing seal is one of the three most powerful magic weapons in Xuanxuan. And it is rarely used.
This time facing Jiang Yao, a monk in the late Wuzhen period, Xuan Song actually used it.
Although powerful monks can use several methods at the same time, they still have to disperse their power.
In this way, the heaven-measuring ruler can no longer restrain the ginger medicine's already "quenched poison".
Xuan Song's Sky-Measuring Ruler is very powerful, and once shackled by it, it is difficult to resist. However, although the Sky-Measuring Ruler is powerful, it is purely a magic weapon of rules, so it consumes a lot of spiritual energy.
The moment Xuan Song sacrificed the soul-suppressing seal, the shackles of the Heavenly Ruler were immediately affected. Although the impact was not significant, it became the last straw.
"Kaka..."
Only the mind can perceive the sound, and the "three-foot prison" created by the measuring ruler is as fragmented as an eggshell.
With a "boom", the true energy of both sides exploded with a loud noise, and the violent and poisonous sword intent exploded wantonly. If the arena was not blessed by the formation, it would have turned into nothingness at this time.
Xuan Song and Jiang Yao each retreated a few feet, standing proudly facing each other. The surging true energy blew up the strong wind, making their clothes rustle.
One has a noble temperament, the other is outstanding in purity, and each is good at winning in style and demeanor.
"Ham!"
Amidst the roar of magic weapons and swords, the two men fought again in an instant.
Xuan Song originally planned to use two magic weapons, the Measuring Ruler and the Soul-Suppressing Seal, to jointly suppress Jiang Yao's poison-quenching sword intent and end the battle quickly.
But unexpectedly, as soon as he cast the soul-suppressing seal, the Heaven-Measuring Ruler was destroyed by the terrifying poisonous charm of the ginger medicine.
He sensed that Jiang Yao was not only powerful in poison, but also powerful in sword intent, and even in terms of true energy and spiritual consciousness, it was not much worse than him.
"Zhongda really did not disappoint me. Let's try my soul-suppressing seal next!" Xuan Song said lightly and put away the measuring ruler.
Almost at the same time, the soul-suppressing seal flew up, like the sun in the sky.
The color of this jade seal is like blue, only three inches in diameter, with cloud patterns flowing on it and the seal text changing. It looks very extraordinary.
Jiang Yao's movements were not slow at all. He was also a powerful monk who could use several methods at the same time. While chanting to activate the soul-suppressing seal, he sacrificed an ancient mirror.
Jianshenfangjian!
This is a Legalist righteousness treasure of unknown grade. After refining the ginger medicine, it has never been used.
This mirror is the nemesis of Jin Hui and a treasure to suppress evil and purify the gods.
At this time, the soul-suppressing seal of the chant became the size of a millstone, and runes emerged one after another.
An awe-inspiring and sacred pressure suddenly descended, and powerful power instantly dominated this space.
Jiang Yao immediately felt suffocated. Not only was his true energy not functioning smoothly, he even didn't want to manipulate the ancient mirror magic weapon anymore. Because that majestic and sacred power simply did not allow him to take action. It was aloof, upright, and irresistible.
Jiang Yao wanted to kneel down in an instant, and the righteous words in the spiritual platform were as sonorous and powerful as the yellow bell: Kneel down and atone! Kneel down and atone! Kneel down and atone!
In Jiang Yao's trance, he saw that he was actually working with the demons to chop off his father Yu Kuan's head, his sister's head, and his uncle Mu Wuji's head with one knife.
The heads rolled to the ground, their eyes widening in surprise.
He saw himself laughing crazily, leading an army of demons to attack cities and territories in Shenzhou, killing, burning, and looting, leaving mountains of corpses and seas of blood wherever they went.
He saw another extremely spectacular palace, but it was a pity that the palace had been destroyed. A man with a crown he had never seen before sat on the crumbling hall and said tiredly: "Jiang Yao, the human race is over, are you satisfied?"
He walked up to him and said, "Isn't it a good thing that the human race is destroyed?" After saying this, he chopped off the man's head with a knife.
"Hahaha!" He laughed wildly while sitting in the empty hall, as if he had never been so happy.
These illusory displays are actually just things that happen in an instant.
not good!
Jiang Yao suddenly realized that this was not true!
At this time, he found that his knees had already bent, and he was only a few inches away from the ground before he would kneel down.
His ancient mirror and long sword were also crumbling due to lack of continuous control, and seemed to fly away at any time.
Even the poison domain of his medicine was no longer activated, the power of the poison domain suddenly decreased sharply, and the entire legal domain was crumbling.
Many viewers saw Jiang Yao's body bending lower and lower, about to bow down under the sun-like soul-suppressing seal, and a thought flashed in their minds:
Jiang Longcheng is going to lose.
Also, although he is an unparalleled genius in both martial arts and medicine, after all, he is only in the late stage of Wuzhen, so how can he really be Xuan Song's opponent?
He is already proud enough to be able to forcefully chant and sacrifice the Heavenly Measurement Ruler and the Soul-Suppressing Seal.
Liu Danling sighed regretfully.
Although my nephew's medicine skills are high, his method of converting them into attacks is very simple, which is nothing more than poison domain and poison-quenching sword intent.
It is obviously not enough to deal with people like Xuan Song.
Jiang Xiucheng's two little pink fists were clenched tightly, and his expression was a little nervous.
Are you going to lose?
Mu Yue couldn't help but shake his head. He knew very well how powerful the Soul Suppressing Seal was. If his cousin's soul hadn't been so powerful, he wouldn't have been able to hold on now.
The soul-suppressing seal is a super magic weapon, and ordinary martial arts gods can't handle it at all. The chant activates the soul-suppressing seal, and even an ordinary martial artist in the early stage can compete with it.
Xuan Song's long-term ranking as the number one junior master is no fluke.
At this moment, suddenly the noble demonic energy in Jiang Yaozi's mansion rushed straight to the spiritual platform, and Jiang Yao suddenly woke up.
Jiang Yao suddenly broke out in a cold sweat and secretly shouted: "What a powerful magic weapon!"
He has perfect Tao principles, is a soul in the Qi Soul Realm, and has the blessing of the Medicine Immortal and Poison Realm, but even so, he was almost suppressed by this soul-suppressing seal.
Jiang Yao was certain that an ordinary monk, even one with martial arts cultivation, would no longer have the ability to resist at this time.
It was too late, but it was too fast. It was just the blink of an eye. As Jiang Yao came back to his senses, his prostrate body immediately stood upright again, with long black hair flying, and his eyes were like those of ancient gods.
"cut!"
Amidst the young man's screams, the long sword and the god of punishment Fang Jian continued to stimulate, and the poison domain also strengthened again.
All three attacks are launched together.
The thought of the ancient mirror, the intent of the long knife, and the terrifying poison merged together, like lightning and dark clouds, coming overwhelmingly.
The ancient mirror magic weapon suddenly shone with light, like an ancient moon hanging in the sky, covering up the light of the soul-suppressing seal, making the young man's heart clear as water and full of fighting spirit.
"Boom boom——"
The white light of the soul-suppressing seal and the blue light of the ancient mirror reflect each other, just like the sun and the moon competing for brightness, and the sky is dim and the earth is dark.
The originally awe-inspiring soul-soothing power was suddenly like water bursting from a dam, blocked by the ancient mirror, and could no longer pour out.
What?!
Xuan Song looked at Jiang Yao who suddenly got rid of the suppression of the treasure seal in disbelief, and couldn't help but be shocked.
How is it possible?
Why was he able to block his soul-suppressing seal so easily?
Huh? All the audience were also surprised. They didn't expect that Jiang Yao could turn around the disadvantage and stabilize the battle situation again.
Jiang Xiucheng and others suddenly smiled with relief.
"Scared me to death." Jiang Xiucheng patted his heart.
"Suppress!" Xuan Song shouted loudly, and his true spiritual consciousness continuously blessed the soul-suppressing seal. The soul-suppressing seal suddenly became larger, like clouds hanging from the sky, covering the sky and the sun, carrying an unparalleled pressure.
At the same time, he also sacrificed a sword and used the third magic weapon.
"Suppress!" Jiang Yao also shouted, his powerful soul power communicating with the ancient mirror, blocking the soul-suppressing seal, and disintegrating Haoran's will on the soul-suppressing seal.
Under the artistic conception of the ancient mirror, the suppression of the soul-suppressing seal's awe-inspiring righteousness has also become so evil that it can no longer help Jiang Yao's mind.
Boom boom!
Kaka!
Jiang Yao's legal domain was extremely poisonous, and he showed no sign of weakness to compete with Xuan Song's legal domain. There was a feeling of collapse in the entire space.
The sound of the two fighting was like a battle between gods.
The fight was inextricable for a while. No one could have imagined that Jiang Yao could fight such a hearty battle with Xuan Song without losing.
"Cut!" Xuan Song operated the soul-suppressing seal and slashed with one sword.
No sword light could be seen, no killing intent could be seen, but a burst of death aura immediately locked Jiang Yao's body and spirit.
The sword turned into sword shadows from all directions, and an extremely gentle and extremely cold wind blew. Jiang Yao seemed to be in the heavy snow.
Snowflakes are everywhere, gentle and cold. You don't want to hide, but you can't hide.
Every sword is true, and every sword is false. People don't know how to resist, because this sword has no direction, no killing intent, and no end.
The effect of creating a trapping and killing formation with one sword is not a sign of proficiency in the formation, but that his swordsmanship is too strong.
"Cut!" Jiang Yao didn't hesitate to slash out with his sword.
Brilliant knife!
Xuan Song saw glimmers of green light. First a glimmer, then a patch of green light. The long sword light was no longer the only one.
If the light of the sword chanted is the heavy snow, then this green light is the bright moon.
Since there is heavy snow, how can there be no bright moon? Since there is a bright moon, how can there be no starry sky?
Xuansong seemed to see the starry sky and the endless universe. Perceiving this murderous intention gave him an extremely ancient feeling. It was as if the ancients tens of thousands of years ago had shot him across time and space.
This is a noble sword and an ancient sword!
It seems irresistible.
"Broken!" Xuan Song made a sword formula, and the sword array disappeared out of thin air, replaced by a huge sword shadow. This sword shadow was silent, but its domineering momentum seemed to pierce the sky.
Suddenly a bolt of lightning exploded in the sky, and a strong wind swept up. The sword intention and the sword intention met like a sudden meeting, arousing murderous intent in the sky.
Heavy snow!
Jiang Yao and Xuan Song's clothes were like butterflies, flying all over the sky.
"cut!"
Everyone watched mesmerized. Although Xuan Song's sword skills have been famous for a long time, Jiang Yao's sword skills are also amazing.
If you really meet an opponent in chess, you will meet a good talent.
In the flying dust, sword energy and sword intent spread across the sky and the earth, and the two figures disappeared from everyone's eyes.
The two of them seemed to be caught in the eye of the storm. They didn't know where they were. There were only flashes of swords and shadows crisscrossing the wind and clouds.
Even the light of the soul-suppressing seal and the ancient mirror were dim.
Boom boom!
The sword cuts through the sky, with the power of splitting the sky and cutting the earth, across the sky, affecting thousands of murderous intentions, giving birth to the mystery of the universe, creating a murderous artistic conception that dominates the world.
The two completely different wills of sword intention and sword intention collide with each other and are incompatible with each other. If either side loses even one point, it will be ruthlessly suppressed.
The place where Jiang Yao and Xuan Song fought had turned into thick clouds and mist, making it difficult to see the figures. Even if the consciousness swept in, they would be crushed to pieces by murderous intent.
Only the sword light that occasionally spilled out of the clouds like lightning, and the aura of the Poison Domain that was about to turn into substance, proved that the two of them still had not decided the winner.
The fight between the two has now reached a fever pitch.
Ginger medicine has never fought so happily.
"cut!"
"boom--"
"Kaka...boom boom..."
"cut--!"
"Break it for me!"
The green swords and swords flashed vertically and horizontally, and the lightning-like fight between the two made the air become both extremely hot and extremely cold.
One side is ice and snow, the other side is fire.
Jiang Yao's ancient mirror magic weapon blocked the soul-suppressing seal, and he used his true energy to strike out with one knife after another. The intent of each knife was quenched with poisonous means.
Xuan Song's expression finally turned ugly. Every time the sword was struck, his expression became gloomier.
He found that the poisonous charm of ginger medicine was becoming more and more difficult to deal with, and his sword intent was about to be alienated by the poison domain.
However, his soul-suppressing seal was blocked by Jiang Yao's ancient mirror, and he was unable to suppress Jiang Yao's mind.
The artistic conception of the measuring ruler has long been poisoned by the poison domain, and the scale lines are extremely messy, and can no longer restrain Jiang Yao's sword intention.
On the contrary, Jiang Yao's sword intention became more and more weird and powerful with the blessing of medicinal methods.
It was obvious that Jiang Yao's true soul was not as powerful as his own, but he couldn't suppress him!
For the first time, Xuan Song felt firsthand how difficult it was to deal with someone who was skilled in both martial arts and medicine.
Qin Yu is also a master of both martial arts and martial arts, so wouldn't he be more difficult to deal with?
Xuan Song couldn't help but reveal a bitter smile. It seemed that there was nothing he could do about Jiang Yao without resorting to the means of pressing the bottom of the box.
He absolutely cannot lose.
"Zhongda, let me ask you again, do you want to admit defeat and avoid fighting?" Xuan Song shouted in a low voice.
Jiang Yao shook his head: "I still want to continue to learn from Brother Huaixu's clever tricks."
Of course he can't admit defeat, the whole world is watching. This time, he must get a good ranking.
As long as he defeats Xuan Song, according to the rules, he will be ranked above Xuan Song. Even if he doesn't fight after defeating Xuan Song, he will still be ranked higher than Xuan Song.
It is equivalent to stepping on the name of Xuanxuan and taking the lead.
Xuan Song snorted coldly, then suddenly made a move, put away the measuring ruler and long sword, and held out an ink fountain.
The speed with which he collects and releases magic weapons is extremely fast, which is dizzying.
This ink fountain is extremely old, and I don’t know what material it is made of. As soon as the ink line of the ink fountain flicks, a jet black line cuts across the sky.
"Zhongda, be careful, I don't want to kill you!" Xuan Song shouted.
The space around Jiang Yao's body seemed to be divided into two sections by this black line. Even his sword intention seemed to be cut off by the ink line popped up from the ink fountain.
He felt like he had turned into a piece of wood, and there was a regular voice that did not allow him to hide, ordering him to accept the fate of being measured by the ink line.
A thrilling sense of danger came over him, and he was surprised to find that the protective aura had been cut open by a black line.
Even his poisonous charm couldn't resist this weird ink line.
The chanting voice sounded faintly: "This is the powerful ink bucket magic weapon of ancient Muxiu. You can try it."
A shadow of death suddenly enveloped Jiang Yao's heart. What kind of magic weapon is this? Not only can it ignore his poison domain, but it also has the power of rules.
Jiang Yao seemed to see that his body had been split into two parts.
"Be merciful!" Liu Danling's expression changed, and she was about to rescue him. But there were formation restrictions on the arena, so even if she rescued him, it would be too late.
"Brother!" Although Jiang Xiucheng couldn't see how powerful he was, he couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw the sudden change in Liu Danling's face.
Many people's hearts skipped a beat as they watched the ink line pass through Jiang Yao's poison domain and knife domain, cut through his body-protecting aura, and was about to cut him into two pieces.
In order to make the competition fair, contestants are not allowed to wear shield charms. It can be seen that Jiang Yao will definitely be injured under this ink line.
But ever since Jiang Yao perfected his Taoist principles, his mental strength was far beyond the comparison of others. At the critical moment, he raised his hand to create a series of lines as if he was blessed.
Supreme magic pattern!
The mysterious and mysterious Taoist meaning is like the door of time suddenly opening, and a profound and unpredictable aura appears out of thin air.
A mysterious texture appeared in the palm of Jiang Yao's hand, with the intention of swallowing everything, but it swirled around again.
Just when Mo Xian was about to cut Jiang Yao's waist into two pieces, Mo Xian, carrying the aura of the rules of death, suddenly dispersed.
Like a wisp of ink, disappearing into the lake.
It was also like being swallowed up by the Dao patterns swirling in and out of Jiang Yao's hand.
No, it's not swallowing.
Instead, he suddenly appeared behind Xuan Song and bounced towards Xuan Song himself!
It is equivalent to saying that the ink line he popped up was changed by some magical power to change its direction and murderous intention, and turned it into a killing move against himself.
What?!
This is…
Xuan Song was so shocked that he had no time to think about Jiang Yao's weird pattern. Instead, he activated the ink fountain and popped up another ink line.
"Chichi" was heard twice, and the two ink lines bounced together. The rebounding ink line still had enough energy to cut Xuan Song's waist.
Xuan Song was backlashed by his own ink line, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood, his face as pale as paper.
There was a "boom" from the crowd, and many people couldn't help but exclaimed, showing incredulous looks.
Xuan Song lost?
How is it possible?
Just now I only saw Jiang Yao waving his hand. What kind of method was it? Unfortunately, there were too many restrictions on the stage, so it was difficult to sense it.
Xuan Song's waist was cut with a deep gash. Such an injury was nothing to the monk, even if he was cut into two pieces, he would not die.
However, everyone discovered that this was not the case. The wound on Xuan Song's waist was actually black, and the bleeding would not stop no matter what.
It turns out that the wound caused by the ink line cannot be healed, and blood and life will continue to flow until it dries up.
Xuan Song said with a pale face: "I surrender." Then he quickly swallowed a dark pill.
After swallowing the dark elixir, the blood and vitality in his waist immediately stopped draining.
Obviously, this black elixir is a specialized healing elixir that works very quickly.
Xuan Song swallowed a few more ordinary pills, and as his true energy and consciousness circulated, the wound on his waist healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"If I had hurt you just now, I would also give you a special healing elixir." Xuan Song said, "Do you believe it or not?"
Jiang Yao nodded, "I believe it. Brother Huaixu can still fight, do you want to continue?"
He was also a little scared and even broke into a cold sweat.
The power of chanting is reflected in the extremely fast speed of stimulating magic weapons.
The power of the rules of this Mo Dou magic weapon is very powerful. If he hadn't subconsciously used the Supreme Demon Pattern in desperation, he would have lost.
At that time, it was too late to use any means of wishing or medicine.
Fortunately, the first time he used the Supreme Demon Pattern, he actually restrained the opponent's Mo Dou magic weapon.
Xuan Song smiled bitterly and shook his head: "No need to fight anymore, I admit defeat."
As a magic weapon of the ancient wood cultivator, his ink pipe was of extremely high level, but it was actually broken by the Dao pattern in Jiang Yao's raised hand, causing the ink line to bounce back from him.
In his desperation at the time, he did not perceive the wonderful meaning of the pattern, but only felt that it carried a supreme noble will.
It made him fearful.
Just this pattern made him lose his fighting spirit.
Of course, he still had many powerful methods, but he concluded that Jiang Yao must also have many powerful methods.
I was a mid-stage martial artist and used the Mo Dou magic weapon. Not only did I fail to defeat Jiang Yao, a late-stage martial artist, I was also injured. I had already made a decision and there was no need to continue fighting.
After all, Jiang Yao is just a martial artist, a level lower than him. Even if he can defeat Jiang Yao miserably, it is not a victory.
"Then I'll give in." Jiang Yao also breathed a sigh of relief.
If Xuansong doesn't admit defeat, he himself may admit defeat.
Because, it is actually difficult for him to continue fighting.
This supreme magic pattern is indeed powerful, but it consumes too much power. It not only consumes spiritual consciousness and true energy, but also consumes soul power.
Just this move consumed 30 to 40% of his strength!
This technique is simply a black hole of energy consumption.
It seems that he is not injured, but in fact he only has less than half of his strength left. If he continues to fight...unless he is willing to use the latest method to suppress the situation.
Only then can there be hope of winning the battle.
In fact, Xuansong was not seriously injured, and his true energy and spiritual consciousness were much stronger than his own, so he could definitely continue the battle.
As soon as Xuan Song admitted defeat, there was a burst of "boos" in the entire square.
Many punters who had bet on the first place in Xuan Song were eager to curse.
Ah this...Kang Zhongda wins Xuan Song again!
Xuan Song lost!
Woohoo, my spiritual jade.
I don’t know how many people are beating their chests and stamping their feet, wanting to cry but having no tears.
At this moment, many people don't know what to say.
Especially those who had made heavy bets looked at each other with tears in their eyes, and their hearts were as sharp as a knife.
"Jiang Longcheng..." Qu Chai, who was watching the battle not far away, narrowed his eyes and looked solemn.
She unexpectedly discovered that even she might not be able to defeat this Jiang Longcheng.
He is obviously just a martial artist, but he has an unfathomable feeling.
Evil!
Even Qin Yu looked at Jiang Yao with a gloomy expression.
"Jiang Yao, I didn't expect that he is the biggest opponent. He is a medicine spirit body, so his medicine method must be very strong."
"Fortunately, he is not my opponent yet. I am determined to win this first place."
After Jiang Yao's upset victory over Xuan Song, everyone was shocked for a moment before turning their attention to the ring again.
Because there are still two extremely eye-catching battles in the ring that are not over yet.
One is Li Xi versus Mo Yin.
One is Zhen Jiubing versus Yu Yan.
Jiang Yao and Xuan Song had been fighting for a long time, but they were the first to end the fight among the three arenas.
On the arena where Li Xi and Mo Yin were fighting, a sound of insects suddenly sounded. In the mist of witchcraft, a huge insect shadow was born around Li Xi. The powerful insect domain blessed the legal domain, and the power of the legal domain suddenly increased sharply.
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Mo Yin's legal domain was immediately suppressed and was in danger.
His Wu Kuo sword lost its sword power under Li Xi's scimitar, which was as thin as a cicada's wings.
"I give up!" Mo Yin sighed and said.
He didn't expect that Li Xi had made such great progress and had become a master of witchcraft. With the blessing of witchcraft, he was finally defeated.
"Senior Brother Mo, I admit it." Li Xi said with a pale face.
She used witchcraft to support her, and although she defeated Mo Yin, the victory was not easy. It could only be considered a miserable victory. Now her soul power and consciousness were close to being exhausted, and it would be difficult to last.
Li Xi's victory over Mo Yin was considered an upset.
Many gamblers who bet on Mo Yin's third place will curse Mo Yin in their hearts.
At this time, only Zhen Jiubing and Yu Yan were left without a winner!
With a "swipe", everyone's eyes were fixed on the last arena!