The young ring official stood on a small sampan, floating leisurely in the sky above the ring, and shouted loudly: "Longchuan wins, please invite Brother Longchuan to the stage."
Not long after the voice fell, I saw an old man floating in from Yinsha's flying boat. He had a childish face with crane hair, his hair was tied with a silver hairpin, and there was a faint white spot on his forehead. He was wearing Bagua Fairy Clothes, and his whole body seemed to be filled with a fairy spirit.
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The young monk was stunned for a moment and said: "Chief Immortal, in this battle, Brother Longchuan took the stage first. What do you mean?"
Chen Xingzi smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, no matter who is on the stage over there, I am the one on the Yinsha side. There is nothing unfair in this."
Since none of Yinsha's side was chasing after him, the young challenger didn't bother to care anymore. He pointed at the dragon's head with one hand and shouted loudly: "Please invite the monks from Longchuan to come on stage."
Chen Yunsheng looked around, but did not see the shadow of Luo Canyang, and he could not help but feel uneasy. At this time, the young ringmaster once again urged Longchuan to take the stage. Several young monks could not sit still. Xue Li clenched his hands and kept talking.
Sigh. In his heart, whoever takes the stage at this time is a loser.
When the young ringmaster shouted for the third time, a distant and distant roar came from everyone's feet, "I'm here."
Everyone looked down and saw that a thin man in rags was standing lazily in the center of the ring. According to the rules, this was considered to be on stage. The young ring official dusted himself off, and Chen Xingzi also turned around and landed on the ground, looking at himself carefully.
The opponent has gone.
Xue Li asked with some confusion: "Uncle Master, who is this person? Why didn't I know that there is such a person in Tianqiong Sect?" [
Chen Yunsheng smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Uncle, I don't know either. Just look at it honestly, although this is my arena, I am still confused about many things."
Li Tiezui glanced at him and interjected: "Tianxuanmen's script is really complicated, just like the candy in the box, you never know what the next one will taste like."
Le Xiang nodded and said: "I finally heard a correct answer. I hope this person is as powerful as Senior Wang."
After Chen Xingzi watched for a long time, there was a look of disbelief on his face. He hesitated and said: "Are you the ghost of Tianxuanmen?"
Luo Canyang shrugged and said: "I didn't expect that after three hundred years, someone would still know me, a person who was already dead. Should I be happy or should I be happy?"
The expression on Chen Xingzi's face became extremely unnatural, and he stammered: "Tianxuanmen has declined three hundred years ago. I didn't expect that the seven Tianxuan disciples would take turns to appear on the stage. Three of them actually came to a small bright moon platform. This
This is beyond my expectation."
Luo Canyang curled his lips and said disdainfully: "Chenxing, there are many things you can't think of. If you don't treat me like an old man in front of me, you are not much older than me."
A long-lost smile appeared on Chen Xingzi's face, and he said: "To be honest, although you and I are contemporaries, we have never fought against each other. Thanks to Ming Yuetai, I really want to learn the whip of the sixth son of Tianxuan Sect.
Amazing ability."
Luo Canyang grinned, showing his white teeth, and said: "The ghosts and gods can't be as shocking as the falling morning star, but the arena is too small, and I'm worried that I won't be able to hold it in and hurt others."
Chen Xingzi said: "If you can't hold it back, it's a loss. You'd better hold it back a little, I don't want this old bone to fall apart."
Chen Yunsheng listened to all the conversations between the two. They had nothing to hide, so he could judge the content through the weak magnetic disturbance caused by the vibration of the air. When he heard that Luo Canyang was actually his sixth uncle,
But I felt a little depressed.
Because even if he is his direct uncle, he still has to answer a lot of questions when helping him. This approach is not kind enough. But thinking about the hatred that the master had for this sixth senior brother before leaving, Chen Yunsheng felt relieved.
It seems that Luo Canyang's appearance was also due to Fei Yunzi's departure.
Luo Canyang's smile disappeared, and he saw his right hand reaching towards the spine of his back, as if he was taking out something. After a moment, his hand stopped groping and had already grasped the thing. With a heartbreaking roar, a
A long golden whip still stained with blood was dragged out from his back. After the whip fell to the ground, it stirred the soil like a snake's tail.
When Chen Yunsheng saw this scene, he couldn't help but feel sick to his stomach. Judging from the technique alone, Luo Canyang's technique was not as upright and upright as the Taoism of Tianxuan Sect, but rather evil.
Chen Xingzi watched coldly as Luo Canyang held the magic weapon in his hand, and he did not dare to neglect it. With a wave of his hand, a whisk appeared in his heavenly spirit. The jade handle of the whisk was silver, exuding a soft green light, as if it was no longer a mortal.
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Luo Canyang tilted his head left and right, and two crisp bones cracked. Just between the two sounds, his body rushed towards Chen Xingzi at high speed, bringing up a thick cloud of dust and smoke behind him.
Still five feet away from the opponent, the long whip in Luo Canyang's hand fell from top to bottom, and a golden line suddenly appeared in the sky. Chen Xingzi used his feet to move back, and his body moved back like electricity. At the same time, he swung the whisk in his hand, and thousands of
The silver thread wraps around the ghosts and gods.
Luo Canyang flicked his wrist, and his long whip pulled out whip flowers in the air. They were entangled with thousands of silver threads flying towards him, and bloomed into several silvery light spots in the air. Those light spots were born in an instant, and then appeared again.
Disappeared in an instant. The two of them had moved into the air. The long whip in Luo Canyang's hand was like a spiritual snake, constantly tearing apart golden threads in the sky. These threads usually stayed in the air for a few breaths before disappearing. Chen Xingzi
Then he avoided the golden threads, as if the thing was a savage beast. Chen Xingzi kept defending, and occasionally took the opportunity to attack with the whisk in his hand. After failing to succeed, he often couldn't hold on.
"He can tear apart space with just one strike?" Xue Li sighed sincerely. He didn't hear the conversation between the two people below, and he still didn't know Luo Canyang's identity.
Chen Yunsheng nodded and said: "This is a battle at the level of transforming gods. The raised hands may seem very ordinary, but each move contains great power. The Taoist's whisk can block Luo Canyang's whip, which is obviously nothing.
Mortal things.”
Xue Li then asked: "Master, do you think this person has a high chance of winning?"
Chen Yunsheng shook his head and said: "These two people are both immortals, so how can you and I be able to guess at will? I only know that the two of them came here just for testing, and the real fight should be behind."
As soon as Chen Yunsheng finished speaking, the fighting style between the two people changed in mid-air. The long whip in Luo Canyang's hand surged, like a long dragon opening and closing in the sky, and the fight between them turned into a small fight in comparison.
Luo Canyang swung his withered wrist down, and the whip slashed from top to bottom with great force, splitting the air and making a huge explosion. The whisk in Chen Xingzi's hand naturally protected the master.
, thousands of silver threads hang down naturally, like a silver ball of light, protecting Chen Xingzi in it.
A dazzling light flashed, and the crisp sound of whips spread throughout the Sifangtai. The two magic weapons collided together, releasing a huge shock wave and blowing the clouds in the sky into pieces. Under the fierce strong wind, the dragon's head flew slightly.
Shake.
The fly whisk was knocked down ten feet by Luo Canyang with a whip.
Luo Canyang raised his hands, and the whip surged from back to front like a wave. Finally, the power was transferred to the tip of the whip, and fell heavily again, stimulating an even more dazzling light. The light patterns on the whisk were variable in light and dark, and the runes flashed.
Moving faster than branches in a storm.
Luo Canyang took advantage of the victory to pursue, raised his right hand high, and then quickly lowered it. His whole body was driven forward by this arm. The golden giant whip as thick as a child's head fell on the fly whisk for the third time, and the ten thousand silver rays
The light cluster formed by the threads quickly disintegrated, and the whisk fell to a height of three feet above Chen Xingzi's head, no longer moving, like a dead object.
Chen Xingzi's old eyes looked at the whip that was raised high again, and he muttered something in his mouth. He finished the last spell with both hands and said: "Nine-Heaven Beidou, Shaking Stars Fall!"
A bright cold light suddenly lit up in the sky. Although it was noon and the sun was shining brightly, the cold light pierced the sunlight all over the sky and actually highlighted its existence in the sky. It was obvious that it was
Amazing brightness.
The cold light fell on Chen Xingzi's head at an extremely fast speed, blocking the heavy blow that split the mountain. The energy cast in an instant was released at one point, and blue, purple, cyan, and increasingly heavier light escaped in all directions.
The shock wave rushed towards the surrounding area. The people watching the battle quickly adjusted the flying magic weapons under their feet, fearing that they would be trapped by the impact of this huge wave and unable to extricate themselves.
The operator of the dragon-headed boat had a strong sense of crisis. Seeing that the first three whips were extremely powerful, he drove the airship away before the last one fell. However, many people watching the battle were not so lucky, and they all controlled the airship in a panic.
The magical weapon is like a small boat in the big waves.
After the impact, when people turned their eyes to the sky where the fierce battle had just occurred, they found that the bright light converged into a point, or a fist-sized ball of light. The ball of light continued to rotate, releasing a faint blue light. And
Luo Canyang put the whip in his hand, as if he had given up attacking.
The shock of this scene in ordinary people's hearts was far less intense than that of Chen Yunsheng, because when he used Yuan Magnetic to detect the sky above the arena, he was shocked to find that strands of Yuan Magnetic were surging towards the ball of light like crazy, forming in the air.
It creates an extremely twisted and ever-changing metamagnetic force field.
"What is that? It actually triggered a metamagnetic field?" Chen Yunsheng asked involuntarily.
"That's a star." Nian said meaningfully.
"Could it be that the stars really fell?" Chen Yunsheng didn't believe it and stared at Nian and asked.
The little monk shook his head gently and said: "If the true star falls, I'm afraid everything in this world will be unavoidable. This is just Chen Xingzi's unique Taoist method. Lao Niubi likes to make mysteries, so this time it will be interesting."
Chen Yunsheng looked worriedly at Luo Canyang, whose eyes were uncertain. He did not doubt the strength of Tianxuan Seventh Son, but there was a star floating above his opponent's head!