The collision between swords and knives was sonorous and powerful, bursting out streaks of fire. Every time they collided, a halo would spread. The flagpoles standing in the venue were all cut in half. The disciples with weak background were struck by the pounding sound.
The shaking ears were buzzing, and many people were rubbing their eyes. The two of them were moving too fast, and it was difficult to capture the truth. All they saw was that the swords on the battle platform were radiating with radiance, and the sword energy was overflowing.
So far, the two have fought dozens of rounds.
So far, the two of them have not decided the winner, and they are fighting equally.
The momentum of Mo Dao is fierce, and the attack is domineering; Han Xue's aura is cold, and the killing is fierce. The two monsters have become the two brightest stars on the stage. The confrontation of momentum also created a strange phenomenon. It is the sword light and the
The dance of sword qi is the intertwining of true energy and qi and blood, which is brilliant and brilliant.
"I bet on the ink knife." Zhao Yun placed a stack of silver notes on the gambling table.
Mr. Chen Xuan accepted it with a sullen face, not even bothering to engrave the jade plaque. This little thing was sitting next to him, so it was really convenient for collecting money! From the beginning of the competition to the present, this kind of thing can be found everywhere to collect money.
"You really don't want to be detained anymore?" Zhao Yun asked in a low voice.
"Go away." Mr. Chen Xuan yelled.
Hold on, hold on to your sister.
The coffin is already lost, so how can I still have money to stake it?
Zhao Yun disagreed and continued to watch the battle. As expected, Mo Dao would win.
"good."
The cheers from the audience were still overwhelming.
Since the new sect competition kicked off, it has been the busiest day since there were many people from the inner sect, including Bai Xuanshi from before, and many other old guys. There is also no shortage of true disciples, who agreed to go back and repair the house.
, walked around and then ran to watch the show, because this new generation of disciples has several prick heads, like the one from Zizhu Peak, who haven't even entered the inner gate yet? Just fucking give it to the inner gate.
A big gift was given to the door, a giant Buddha. The palace was destroyed.
"Which one is Ji Hen?" asked the inner disciple who arrived later.
"The guy next to Mr. Chen Xuan is the only one in the True Spirit Realm in the audience." Someone replied.
"Are you sure he threw the big Buddha?"
"With so many people watching, there won't be any lies."
"It's too weird. With such terrifying combat power, he can compete with Chu Wushuang!"
"Him?" Someone sneered, "You think too highly of him."
Discussions broke out from all directions, mostly from the inner sect's disciples, chirping in the dark. They said they came to see the battle, but in fact, they came to see the monkey, and Zhao Yun seemed to be the monkey. In this moment, he had already
I don't know how many pairs of eyes swept over him.
"Nothing surprising!" There were still doubts.
Not only the disciples of the inner sect, but also the elders of the inner sect looked puzzled.
That one is called Ji Hen, and there is no doubt that he is in the True Spirit Realm, but he is too perverted for being so powerful in combat.
"What trump card does he have?" the inner sect elder asked.
"The devil knows." Lao Xuanshan shook his head, "I haven't seen his trump card yet."
"Hiss." There was a chorus of gasps. He had defeated Prajna, but he still hadn't used his trump card?
"You're so damn stupid."
Just like this sentence, Xuanshan Taoist has scolded it thousands of times.
Also scolding are those old guys, mostly those who play football. If they keep their eyes open, nothing will happen to Yunyan. If you don't believe in Ji Hen, you should also believe in Daxia's handsome girl Chi Yan.
"I've met my uncle."
Bai Xuanshi has moved closer to Linglong, with a smile on his face.
Linglong responded casually and continued to drink tea, only looking at the battle on the stage.
"Junior sister, you picked up a treasure!" Bai Xuanshi looked at Yun Yan.
"Brothers and sisters, give me some face." Yun Yan laughed dryly.
If it weren't for this new sect competition, I would have known that Ji Hen was a treasure, it was so unexpected.
"What's so special about him?" Bai Xuanshi asked.
"Very edible."
Yunyan spoke with great emphasis, but her embarrassment could not be concealed between the lines.
Having been Ji Hen's master for so long, she didn't even know what her disciple's background was, and how much of a failure he was as a master. If she had known this, she should have tried it out earlier.
"Very edible?"
After hearing this, Bai Xuanshi twitched his lips for a while.
Is this considered a secret? In his opinion, it's because Yun Yan doesn't want to reveal Ji Hen's secret.
In fact, Yunyan himself was kept in the dark.
Nowadays, it seems that these are no longer important.
The important thing is that there is another evildoer in his Tianzong, one of a kind.
"Wow, she can fly!"
While the two were talking, the sound of surprise filled the whole place.
The inner disciples were all surprised and raised their heads collectively, because Han Xue turned into wings again and soared into the sky. Anyone who had seen this scene knew that Han Xue was about to use his big move again.
"Cold." Man Teng said this word.
Previously, it was made into an ice sculpture by a palm falling from the sky.
Even now, there is a chill running through his body. According to Yang Feng, it is the coldness of ice.
Buzz!
Mo Dao held the Ba Dao and stood on the stage, looking up to the sky.
He had just seen Han Xue's ultimate move, the palm technique falling from the sky. It was very strong.
"open."
Mo Dao scolded in his heart and instantly activated the forbidden method.
Seeing a knife-shaped rune carved out between his eyebrows, as it was carved out, his momentum reached its peak again, and it was time for the final blow. Without increasing his own combat power, it would be difficult to block this blow.
"We have to decide the winner." The spectators all sat upright.
"Who is weak and who is strong?" Zhao Yun was also watching.
At this point, he is not sure who will win, Mo Dao or Han Xue.
The reason why I press the ink knife is because of my innate intuition.
People who have been on the battlefield have a very strong perseverance. This kind of state of mind. He has it, and Mo Dao also has it.
"Heavenly Law: Lingxiao Ice Seal."
There was a light scolding in the air, Han Xue had already taken action, and pressed down with a palm from the sky.
Looking up, he saw that it was a crystal-clear jade hand, which was ten feet in size. Between the palms, there were seal characters of Yin Bing flowing. The power of the palm was incomparable, and it carried terrifying pressure.
"Ba Dao: Splitting the Sky."
The Mo Dao stepped out, jumped into the air, and drank like thunder.
This sword of his was the pinnacle of the sword. It had a sword light that was ten feet long, and it struck forward against the sky. The buzzing sound of the sword shocked people's hearts. The fierce and domineering sword intent caused the situation to change.
boom!
With a roar, the ice seal was split open with a knife.
Before it was over, there was a remnant of the Tyrant Sword Intent, which shot up into the sky. The ice and cold snow in the sky was affected by it, and a pair of ice wings collapsed, and he stumbled down from the sky.
Whoosh!
Master Hanxue stood up, used the power of gentleness, and accepted it smoothly.
Han Xue's injuries were really serious. Even the aftermath of the sword's intention left a bloody gully on her delicate body. A stream of sword energy invaded her body and caused chaos in her body. Fortunately, the master forcefully eliminated it.
"I.lost." Han Xue smiled tiredly.
There is no shame in losing to Mo Dao. Although the fighting prowess is equal, the opponent's mentality is as hard as iron.
puff!
The ink knife spurted blood, and he staggered and almost fell down.
Hanxue suffered from his sword intention, and he also suffered from Hanxue's coldness. He narrowly defeated this half attack. If he couldn't break the ice seal, he would be defeated. Fortunately, his will was strong enough.
"Won."
Zhao Yun chuckled and looked at Mr. Chen Xuan.
Mr. Chen Xuan's face turned extremely dark. You damn well aimed! Is it really a character problem? How can I bet and lose? This guy hit the jackpot, or is this guy good at pinching and calculating?