All I saw was the splendor of sky burial, the broken sword of impermanence, and a figure vomiting blood and flying directly out of the venue...
The sudden scene shocked everyone present.
Young Master Langye, Jun Fuce, Luoyan Yujin, Mingwei Qingluo and others all had their pupils shrinking.
On the other side, Ren Xiao, Lu Guirou and others also had their eyes wide open and their expressions changed greatly.
Three moves!
It really only took three moves!
It felt like just a few seconds ago, everyone still didn't understand why Xiao Nuo was uttering such arrogance. In the blink of an eye, this battle was over.
Obviously just now, everyone was still wondering whether Xiao Nuo wanted to lose this game on purpose, otherwise the opponent would not have said something stupid like "After three moves, if Li Jian Wuchang is not defeated, the opponent will be considered the winner."
In the blink of an eye, they suddenly understood that the really stupid person was not Xiao Nuo, but them.
"We won, we won the second round!" Lu Guirou looked at Chu Hao who was lying in her arms with some confusion.
At this moment, Chu Hao had lost consciousness.
But the words Xiao Nuo just said still seemed to linger in Lu Guirou's ears.
"One to one, even!" said a disciple of the Huangji Sect.
"Well, there is still a chance, there is still a chance."
"..."
Many people became obviously excited.
Just now, their morale was trampled to pieces.
When Chu Hao, the leader, fell, Ren Xiao, Lu Guirou and others all lost their fighting spirit.
Unexpectedly, after just three moves, Xiao Nuo regained hope of winning.
"Wow!"
In the central square, the air current spreads like a tide. Xiao Nuo holds the Sky Burial Sword at an angle, exuding the posture of a king.
Li Jian Wuchang fell outside the field, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and his Wuchang sword had been broken into several pieces.
"I lost..." Li Jian Wuchang murmured, and he slowly got up from the ground, still holding half of the broken sword in his hand.
Then, he walked up to Jun Fuce and knelt down on one knee, "I have disappointed Master Guizun, please punish me!"
Jun Fuce's face looked a little cold.
Luo Yan Yujin, who was next to him, quickly said, "Master Guizun, Master Wuchang Pavilion lost this competition because of his carelessness. Please don't blame me, Lord Gui!"
"Humph! Get up!" Jun Fuce snorted coldly and said nothing more.
On the field.
Xiao Nuo faced up to Jun's misfortune and the two young masters, Lang Ye.
"One last round left!"
In this battle, two wins out of three.
Now the battle is one to one.
Each side has a chance to win.
If Jun Fuce wins the game, he can still choose to fight.
However, just as Xiao Nuo finished his words, Young Master Langye slowly stepped out...
"You have used up a lot of energy. Leave this last round to me!"
Having said that, Young Master Langye walked into the square.
The two figures looked like fierce tigers confronting each other.
"If I give you 160,000 Holy Orders now, will you be willing to turn around and leave?" Young Master Lang Ye looked like a smiling tiger, his eyes making people feel uneasy.
Xiao Nuo replied calmly, "Now it's 320,000!"
"Hey..." Young Master Lang Ye smiled coldly, "You are really a lion with a big mouth! It's just you, are you worthy?"
Xiao Nuo said, "You will feel later that 320,000 Holy Orders are already very cheap!"
"Hmph, even if the lives of all of you combined are not worth the 320,000 Holy Orders..."
After saying that, Young Master Langye's sleeves flew up.
"Whoa!" Two scrolls appeared in front of him.
Young Master Lang Ye used both hands and struck the scroll with his left and right palms.
"Buzz!"
"Buzz!"
Together with the scroll spread out in the air, a stream of cold air moved towards Xiao Nuo
surge away.
The next second, mysterious spiritual energy erupted from the inside of the two scrolls.
The wave of the array spread, the magic power rotated, "Swish! Swish!" Two sounds, only two tall corpses wearing armor appeared on the left and right of Young Master Lang Ye...
"It's a corpse puppet!" A disciple from the Huangji Sect said in a deep voice.
The expressions of Lu Guirou, Shui Yuanyue and others also changed slightly.
The Black Witch Cult masters many heresies, among which the refining of "corpse puppets" is an important skill.
The two corpse puppets exuded a cold death aura, and their eyes shone with scarlet light.
Young Master Langye grinned and said, "Start!"
A start announced the final battle of today's battle between good and evil.
This is the last stop.
It is also a battle of victory and defeat.
"call out!"
"Whoosh!"
In an instant, two corpse puppets rushed towards Xiao Nuo, one on the left and one on the right.
Corpse Puppet No. 1 on the left stretched out his right arm, and a sharp arm knife jumped out of it.
Corpse Puppet No. 2 on the right grabbed a rusty ax from behind.
The former's arm sword is waving like lightning.
The latter raised his big ax high, unleashing his terrifying power.
At this moment, Xiao Nuo's eyes flashed, and he took a ethereal step, leaving an afterimage on the spot.
"Whoosh!"
"boom!"
The attacks of the two corpse puppets subsequently failed.
The arm knife of Corpse Puppet No. 1 tore through the air, and the great ax of Corpse Puppet No. 2 exploded the ground.
The violent earthquake caused the entire Harrier Star Tower to shake. Xiao Nuo's lingering shadow had not yet dispersed, and Xiao Nuo's body had already appeared behind the two corpse puppets...
"Qiang!" Xiao Nuo swung his sword with his backhand, and the Sky Burial Sword drew an icy whirling light.
"Bang!"
In an instant, sparks flew everywhere, spiritual power collapsed, and Xiao Nuo slashed at Corpse Puppet No. 1 with a sword.
I saw the head of Corpse Puppet No. 1 being thrown away immediately.
"Hiss, what a strong sword power!" Yuhai Tianjiao Shui Yuanyue couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
Ren Xiao, Lu Guirou and others were all moved and frightened.
As we all know, Young Master Lang Yegui is the left envoy of the Black Witch Sect. His status in the sect is lower than that of one person and higher than that of ten thousand people, and the corpse puppets he controls are naturally of extremely high levels.
The defense power of each corpse puppet must be strong.
But under Xiao Nuo's sword power, its powerful defense was in vain.
Little did they know, the Sky Burial Sword in Xiao Nuo's hand was blessed with the power of a destructive sword, and a casual basic attack would be astonishingly lethal.
When Corpse Puppet No. 1 was beheaded, the ax of Corpse Puppet No. 2 danced back and forth, sweeping forward with heavy power.
Xiao Nuo met the attack with his long sword.
"boom!"
The big ax and the long sword collided, and a powerful spiritual power blast exploded. Xiao Nuo's figure did not move, but the corpse puppet No. 2 was knocked back three or four meters.
"This man is so powerful!" Mingwei Qingluo said with a frown on the other side of the Huangquan Gate.
Li Jian Wuchang, who was standing next to him, had regained some of his energy at this moment. "The power of his sword is indeed so powerful that I didn't expect."
"And his physical strength is quite strong." One of the guardians of Huangquan Sect said.
The three guardians were still frightened when they thought of the scene where Qisha was killed.
Mingwei Qingluo continued, "Don't worry, he won't be Young Master Langye's opponent!"
Surprised, but Young Master Langye's strength should not be underestimated.
Young Master Lang Ye himself possesses half a sect's cultivation level, and the corpse puppets he summons all have combat power above the seventh level of King Realm.
In terms of chances of winning, Young Master Lang Ye’s winning rate is too high.
…
Just in the second
When the corpse puppet was forced back by Xiao Nuo's sword, Young Master Lang Ye made another move.
I saw him raising his right hand, with three fingers touching his eyebrows, and a surge of power exploded.
"Boom!"
Rubbles flew, energy exploded, and a bright talisman floated outside his body.
"The Brilliant Life-Destroying Talisman is broken!"
Young Master Langye shouted coldly.
Under his control, the talisman as big as a tile immediately flew towards Xiao Nuo.
Xiao Nuo's expression remained unchanged as he activated the sword's power to destroy. The Sky Burial Sword covered in black light was like a poisonous snake swallowing dark light.
"Bang!"
The swung sword collided violently with the flying spells one after another, causing a heavy explosion directly in the center of the square.
The central square, which was already riddled with holes, has spread countless cracks.
Without any pause, Xiao Nuo broke through the chaotic airflow and reached in front of Young Master Langye with his sword.
"Hey..." Young Master Langye smiled ferociously, "Not bad! It can also block my 'Glorious Life-Destroying Talisman'."
As he finished speaking, a spell appeared outside Young Master Lang Ye's body again.
This talisman was suspended in front of him. It was as big as a tile, and every inch shone with gorgeous light.
"The Brilliant Life-Destroying Talisman·Tong!"
Young Master Lang Ye raised three fingers together, pushing the talisman with his fingertips to meet Xiao Nuo's sword edge.
"Boom!"
The tip of the Sky Burial Sword struck the middle of the talisman, and a circle of sword waves spread like a tide. But what is surprising is that not only was the talisman not broken, but a dark word "trapped" appeared on it.
The spell shines, releasing a powerful force of gravity.
"Huh?" Xiao Nuo's eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly felt that the Sky Burial Sword was firmly absorbed, and he could neither advance nor retreat.
Young Master Langye smiled coldly, "Is this all you can do?"
At the same time as the voice fell, behind Xiao Nuo, an evil wind struck, and Corpse Puppet No. 2 holding a heavy ax was seen rushing to the back...
The opponent raised his rusty axe, and struck down at Xiao Nuo fiercely.
Seeing this scene, everyone's heartstrings couldn't help but tighten.
Emperor Ji Sect, Yu Hai, Zhan Wu Meng and others secretly complained.
At this moment, Xiao Nuo's weapon was imprisoned. If he wanted to avoid the zombie attack behind him, he would have to abandon the Sky Burial Sword.
Just when the big ax fell, Xiao Nuo's eyelids raised slightly...
"boom!"
A dull explosion rippled through the air, and the ax of Corpse Puppet No. 2 stopped steadily in mid-air.
Even the expressions of Cui Wu, the owner of the village, Fu Ce, the Ghost Lord of Huangquan Sect, and others changed slightly, and Xiao Nuo was stunned to catch the big ax in the hands of Corpse Puppet No. 2 with his left hand...
"Haha!"
"My God, the power of this physical body is truly amazing!"
"Is this guy a monster?"
"..."
Everyone in the audience couldn't help but marvel.
Xiao Nuo's left hand caught the side of the axe, and his slender fingers contained unimaginable power.
Corpse Puppet No. 2 clung to the handle of the axe, trying to break away from Xiao Nuo's grasp, but Xiao Nuo's hand was as firm as an iron pliers.
"My abilities are beyond your imagination!"
Xiao Nuo responded coldly.
After saying that, Xiao Nuo pulled down his left hand.
"boom!"
The battle ax in the hand of Corpse Puppet No. 2 hit the ground hard.
The huge force penetrated the surface, causing a heavy explosion, and the hands of Corpse Puppet No. 2 were forcefully blown away.
Then, Xiao Nuo turned his sword-holding hand, and the black power of destruction surged out from the tip of the Sky Burial Sword.
"Bang!"
The space shook, and the talisman suspended in front of Young Master Langye collapsed directly toward the middle point. The word "trapped" on the talisman was shattered into pieces.
"Qiang!"
The Sky Burial Sword broke through the confinement and turned into a stream of light, forcing it towards Young Master Lang Ye's throat.
The latter had quick eyes and quick hands, and launched out a palm to attack.
"boom!"
The palm power of the master of the half sect met the sword power of the seventh level of King Realm. The spiritual power exploded and turmoil spread. Young Master Lang Ye actually fell back several meters.
"Hmm..." Young Master Lang Ye's eyes were sinister. He looked down at a shallow blood mark on his palm, and his murderous intent became even more intense.
"Your ability is only to defeat Fang Jie and the others!"
Suddenly, Young Master Langye's left hand faced outward, with his palm facing up.
"Buzz!"
Another scroll appeared in his hand.
"Boohoo!"
Together with the scroll, it spun a few times in Young Master Lang Ye's palm, then unsealed it and spread it out to both sides.
"This is the combat power to massacre ten cities at once!"
In an instant, an extremely astonishing wave of energy erupted from the unfolded scroll.
Together with a black beam of light, it shot up into the sky, and a complex and strange magic circle suddenly appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
The wind and clouds changed color and the thunder continued.
Suddenly, black shadows flashed out from the magic circle one after another.
"That is?" Shui Yuanyue looked at Lu Guirou and Ren Xiao in a panic.
However, the faces of Lu Guirou, Ren Xiao and others were also full of surprise.
Those black shadows are clearly... corpse puppets!
Such a number of corpse puppets is simply mind-numbing.
"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!"
In just the blink of an eye, more than a dozen zombies appeared on the field.
Each corpse puppet has a different shape and uses different weapons.
They are like hunters summoned from the abyss of hell, each exuding a powerful and dangerous death aura.
At this moment, even the village owner Cui Wu narrowed his eyes.
This is no longer a matter of "beating the few with more". Young Master Langye's method is not illegal, but it is "evil" than violating the rules.
The most shocking thing is that almost all corpse puppets have the combat power of King Realm.
"It's coming!" Young Master Lang Ye smiled deathly at Xiao Nuo, "Today, I will accept your body, and you will become one of them!"
These corpse puppets are all the "accomplishments" of Young Master Lang Ye.
And Xiao Nuo will add another brilliance to his impressive record.
"kill!"
As soon as the words fell, murderous intent arose, and more than a dozen corpse puppets immediately launched a dangerous and fierce siege towards Xiao Nuo.
Xiao Nuo's expression remained unchanged, and he held the Sky Burial Sword and started to attack.
"Bang!" A corpse puppet attacked, the weapons collided, and sparks flew everywhere.
The next second, another corpse puppet attacked, the sharp blades clashed and the air flow was staggered.
Xiao Nuo's reaction speed was extremely fast, and his sword drawing rhythm was even more steady.
Everyone in the audience could only see black shadows running rampant, and they couldn't even see Xiao Nuo's position clearly.
The hearts of everyone in the Emperor Ji Sect, the Zhan Martial Alliance, and Yu Hai were sinking rapidly...
The hope that had emerged just now began to dissipate and submerge again.
It is impossible to win now. There is no way that such young master Lang Ye can defeat him.
With one and a half sects and more than a dozen kings, if he had known that Young Master Langye had such a trump card, Chu Hao would never have agreed to this bet.
"It's over, it's really going to be over now!" someone said distressedly.
"Oh, I thought there was hope."
"Yes! I just thought for a moment that Master Xiao was leading us to make a comeback."
"..."
Listening to the conversation of the people around him, Ren Xiao sneered, "Huh, you think too highly of him. Do you really think he has that ability?"