Thousands of arrows were fired in unison, with the sound of piercing the sky.
Faced with such a situation, Chu Cheng remained fearless and laughed loudly.
"On the Lantern Festival, at the top of Junlan, a sword comes from the west, and the immortals fly from the sky!"
"Come on, come on! Let's look at the flying immortals from the sky!"
"Hmph! You're trying to be mysterious!" Mo Ji's mouth showed contempt.
Chu Cheng has no protective talisman, but he is just a mortal. He will surely die under this rain of arrows!
"Three thousand ghosts are like the moon in a dream, and a sword comes from the west to kill the evil demon!" Chu Cheng read loudly, and the dagger on his body resonated and buzzed.
Now that we know that Moji's strength is nothing more than this, there is no need to hide his strength.
Moreover, after the battle just now, Moji must have consumed a lot of his energy.
So, if it is not cloudy at this time, when will we wait?
Chu Cheng was thinking about the flying immortal of Dugu Daxia in the martial arts novels of his previous life.
Of course, it is not like what is described in the book. It is as flawless as the blue sky and white clouds. This move strikes from a high position, and the strike of the sword is brilliant and swift. It has a sword energy that is cold to the bone marrow. The edge of the sword is so terrifying that it cannot be resisted.
! It is the supreme state of martial arts, and it can be regarded as an unrivaled swordsmanship in the world. But it is also enough to shock Moji and the people outside the field!
The dagger flew out with a whoosh and struck at the rain of arrows! The arrows were instantly blasted open by the sword!
"Gathering Qi? One level?" The ink mark floated in the air, and I was shocked at first.
He never expected that Chu Cheng was also a Qi gathering monk.
"I knew that Brother Chu must be a very special person." Huang Jinze in the VIP room said calmly, but there were still waves in his heart.
Moji's expression quickly returned to normal. He was just gathering energy at the first level. He was a fourth-level monk. Even if he had been seriously injured before, he was not comparable to a monk who had just reached the first level.
Killing Chu Cheng is still easy!
Moji's body flashed, and the Guiyan Sword burst out with a bright light and slashed downwards!
This blow was Moji's full blow! If he thought about it, Chu Cheng would die.
Sure enough! The dagger collided with the Guiyan sword and was knocked out.
"Die!" Mo Ji flashed, took it out of thin air, and stabbed Chu Cheng fiercely.
Chu Cheng didn't move, but slowly closed his eyes.
"Hahaha? Desperate? But you are lucky to be able to make Mo use your full strength! But I will still cut off your flesh piece by piece! Hang your head on Junlan Tower! This is what will happen if you piss me off
!" Moji showed a ferocious face.
"Cheng'er!" Chu Kuang was shocked in Room 4 of the VIP Building! He knew that the power of the sword was extraordinary, and even he could only accept it reluctantly.
Is this the terrifying power of monks? Although Xiantian is better than Qi gathering, all martial arts masters know that when encountering Qi gathering monks in the Xiantian realm, you will lose more and win less. Unless you have reached the martial arts channel, you can raise your Qi and fly for a short time like a monk.
.
Flying in the air can make a monk invincible.
"Master, don't worry." Chu Lan said on the side. Because she knew that Chu Cheng's strength had not been truly demonstrated yet.
Just when the ink stabbed Chu Cheng.
Suddenly, Chu Cheng opened his eyes, his eyes were clear, and it seemed that even the world was slowing down in his eyes.
The sword falls! The power of killing with one strike.
"What's going on!" Mo Ji was stunned. Although the sword fell, it did not hit Chu Cheng!
"Wow!"
"Look!"
The audience outside the stadium screamed.
"How is that possible! This... this is the third level of Qi Gathering!" Xie Feng couldn't help but exclaimed. Even others were the same.
Lin Qingrou's eyes flickered, her breathing began to quicken, and she was thinking about something in her heart.
Flying in the air can only be performed after reaching the third level of Qi gathering.
Everyone here was shocked and changed their expressions. It’s not that the third level of Qi Gathering was so impressive. The five of them were all inner disciples at the seventh level of Qi Gathering or above. Any one of them could easily defeat Chu Cheng.
But! This is Huang Country!
In a place with such thin spiritual energy, it is lucky to reach the first level of Qi gathering, the second level is unparalleled, and the third level is unprecedented!
Mo Ji had already reacted and looked up at the sky!
A figure floats proudly in the air.
"Three levels of Qi gathering!" Mo Ji was shocked and couldn't believe it.
Suddenly, the air around him became thicker, and Mo Ji felt like he was in a swamp.
Mo Ji was shocked and changed color, feeling a sense of crisis.
Immediately afterwards, a sound came from the air, deafening, and spread in all directions.
"Seven steps to the sky!"
Boom boom boom!
The entire school martial arts field was trembling, and Moji could vaguely see that the air around him even began to condense with water droplets, covering it all.
"What kind of move is this!" Mo Ji was horrified. The third level of Qi Gathering could never perform such a move!
Not only him, but also Xie Feng and others were shocked!
Deep in the palace, a middle-aged man who was meditating suddenly opened his eyes, his expression changed, and he disappeared into the hall in a flash.
There is not much true energy left in Moji's body, and he is struggling to move forward under the pressure of this move.
Boom! Chu Cheng stepped down!
Moji felt a life-and-death crisis! He gritted his teeth, took out a pill from his body and swallowed it to forcefully increase his energy.
The elixir is a Qi-restoring pill. If you take one pill, Mo Ji's true Qi will be restored a lot.
"The Twelve Swords of Flowing Light!" Moji raised his head and shouted, holding the Guiyan Sword tightly, and struck upward with all his strength!
Twelve rays of sword energy blasted towards the shadow of a foot in the sky!
Boom boom boom!!!
The ground trembled, unable to withstand the pressure, and cracks opened.
Those twelve sword energies dissipated one after another as soon as they rushed into the air!
That kick finally came!
boom!
Moji's face was ashen, even at his peak, he couldn't resist this kick!
This Chu Cheng is definitely not at the third level of Qi Gathering! Mo Ji felt regretful in his heart. If he had known this, he would never have agreed to this duel.
He stepped down and landed on Moji's shoulder.
A destructive power filled the whole body and spread out in all directions.
Click, click, click, the bones cracked and shattered.
Moji spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body fell to the ground, unable to escape.
"ah!!!"
The miserable screams spread throughout the school martial arts field...
Everyone held their breath at this one.
"What kind of move is this!" The man surnamed Liu was shocked. This kick even gave him a sense of crisis.
"At least not lower than the top-grade yellow-level skills." Xie Feng murmured.
Several people exclaimed, at least it was not lower than the top yellow level, that is to say, it was a Xuan level skill. There was a sound of rapid breathing in the VIP room.
Xuan-level skills are considered the most treasured treasure even among the four immortal sects.
Xie Feng's eyes flickered, and there was a hint of greed hidden deep in his eyes, as well as calculations in his heart.
In the school martial arts field, Mo Ji spit out another mouthful of blood, which flowed all over the floor and almost fainted.
"Moji, do you remember that I am an ant?"
"Mo Ji, do you know that you are hundreds of times weaker than an ant!"
Chu Cheng took his feet back and looked at the bloodstained person on the ground with a smile.
"Pfft!" Moji's chest felt tight, and he spat out a mouthful of blood again.
"Okay, you just said that you want to cut off my flesh piece by piece, hehehe." Chu Cheng smiled and swept the ink-stained body.
"You...what are you going to do?" Moji was shocked when he heard the conspiratorial smile.
"What do you think?" Chu Cheng smiled.
"Chu Cheng! How dare you do that to me! I will definitely let my master destroy your entire Chu family!" Moji threatened with a heartache.
"Ah!" Another scream came out.
Chu Cheng stepped down hard, making the sound of bones breaking.
"Originally I wouldn't do anything to you, but I changed my mind. Don't worry, I won't be as inhumane as you." Chu Cheng said with a frosty look on his face, "I will only make you a useless person!"
Chu Cheng originally just wanted to scare him, but what he hates the most is threats, and Moji threatened his family, which touched his bottom line.
"How dare you!" Mo Ji was shocked.
Chu Cheng stretched out his hand, and with a swish sound, a sword came quickly from the west!
"Hahaha! Chu Cheng, I will make you pay the price!" Mo Ji showed his madness.
"Noisy!" Chu Cheng snorted coldly.
Just when the sword hit the ink mark, a figure appeared. The figure stretched out his right hand and reached for the dagger.
Chu Cheng had already predicted it in advance, and expected that the imperial master would definitely come to the rescue at this time.
His expression remained unchanged, he recited the incantation silently, split the dagger into three parts, and the other two passed around the hand and stabbed the ink mark.
"Huh!" The Imperial Master snorted coldly, swung forward, and two rays of green light flew toward the dagger.
Zheng! When the dagger was about to be knocked away, Chu Cheng smiled slightly.
Whoosh whoosh!
Two daggers, three more were transformed into them! It was the second form of Sword Light and Shadow!
Chu Cheng understood the second form many days ago, and only used it at this moment, just to deal with the current situation.
It's not that Chu Cheng is an expert in predicting things, but after the life-changing accident in his previous life, he has become accustomed to leaving everything behind.
"Ah!" Mo Ji screamed and was stabbed in the chest with a sword.
"Boy! You are looking for death!" The Imperial Master still stopped the two swords at this critical moment.
The imperial master's face was gloomy and he looked at Chu Cheng coldly: "You are so cruel and ruthless, it seems that there is no place for you in this world!"
Chu Cheng smiled slightly, cupped his hands, and said with a smile: "Senior brother, this competition is between my disciples of the Luoyun Sect and the disciples of the Ziyan Sect. It doesn't matter if you try to stop me, but if you still want to take action, do you think that I am
Is there no one in Luoyun Sect?"
"Hahaha! What you said is right, little brother! There is no such thing as return! Do you really think that my Luoyun Sect has no one left?"
A voice appeared out of thin air. Then a figure in the square fell into the school martial arts field.
This man was dressed in Taoist robes, with his hair scattered on his back. He was indescribably chic, and the most impressive thing was his eyes, which were like cold stars.
"Ouyang Xiu!" Mo Rugui's expression changed. The man in front of him was the core disciple of Luoyun Sect. He was in the late stage of foundation building and ranked third among the core disciples of Luoyun Sect.
"What? Do you still want to take action against my junior brother?" Ouyang Xiu said coldly, with one hand already placed on his waist, as if he meant to fight if he disagreed.
"Senior Brother Ouyang was joking. I didn't know just now that this was a junior fellow from the Luoyun Sect. You and I have been on good terms with each other for thousands of years. How could I take action against a junior fellow from the Luoyun Sect." Mo Rugui said with a smile, but his heart was extremely gloomy.
He knew that he was no match for Ouyang Xiu. If he fought here, he would definitely lose, which would definitely damage the majesty he had maintained in the Huang Kingdom for many years.
Ouyang Xiu smiled and said to Chu Cheng, "Junior brother, what do you think?"
Chu Cheng smiled and said: "For the sake of the friendship between Luoyun Sect and Ziyan Sect, forget it." Although this fellow sect brother stood up for him, after all, it was only a one-time relationship, and no one knew whether he would stand up for him.
Take action. Even if Ouyang Xiu takes action, he will pay some price to defeat the Imperial Master.
But Chu Cheng's guess was wrong. Ouyang Xiu was extremely defensive and would really take action.
"Since Junior Brother Chu said so, let's forget about it." Ouyang Xiudao.
"Then Mo Mou bid farewell!" Mo Rugui picked up the ink and said goodbye.
"etc!"
"kindness?"
Ouyang Xiu and Mo Rugui were stunned.
"Senior brother, this is what happened. When we were fighting just now, junior brother wanted to stop, but the ink mark threatened him with destroying the whole Chu family, so he got angry and seriously injured him." Chu Cheng said to Ouyang Xiudao.
.
"Hahaha. Mo Rugui, have you forgotten the ban on the Immortal Sect?" Ouyang Xiu's face was stern, and he even had some murderous intent when looking at the ink marks.
"Senior Brother Ouyang, please calm down, this is definitely a joke." Mo Rugui suddenly broke into a cold sweat.