The world all respects the Five Divine Powers, but there is also a lone laughing man outside the world. The hall is full of flowers and three thousand guests are drunk, and the fourteen states are frosty with one sword.
Dugu Xiaotian didn't know that Dongjixi Kuang was so proud of himself that he had already gained a huge reputation. When he saw the two of them acting like this, he knew that they were about to fight to the death, so he secretly mobilized Hongmeng's true strength to prepare to take on Dongjixi.
A crazy combination of thunder strikes.
Ren Dukuang unfolded the folding fan and squatted slightly. The black fan bones on the long fan slowly turned red, and the violent flames and hot breath spread in all directions. The onlookers in the martial arts world raised their eyebrows for a moment, and the hot wind hit their faces.
Leng Wuji stretched out his arms, and with his left foot as the axis, he slowly rotated like a top. A six-foot-wide "steel claw storm" gradually formed outside his body.
Dugu Xiaotian drew the Pingtian Sword six times on the ground around him. Sand and stones flew up from the hero's platform, slowly forming a small "sand tornado" two feet around him.
"Huangsha" sword style.
Immediately afterwards, Dugu Xiaotian raised the Pingtian Sword above his head, grabbed the armrest of the sword and shield, performed the Turtle Mountain pose, and quickly rotated the Pingtian Sword above his head, making a "Wooing" sound.
"Wow!" The wind and fire fan in Ren Dukuang's hand turned into a five-foot-long big fireball. "Go!" Ren Dukuang shouted loudly. He performed the Holy Fire Skill with both palms and pushed forward suddenly. The big fireball smiled at Dugu.
The sky crashed in like a torrent.
"Hey"! Leng Wuji shouted at the same time, and the "Steel Blade Storm" shot straight into the sky, like a dragon out of the sea. It spun two times in mid-air, swooped down suddenly, and hit Dugu Xiaotian like a tornado.
Dugu Xiaotian took two steps back. The rotating "Black Turtle Sword and Shield" in his hand was slightly tilted, and he faced the "Big Fire Ball" and "Tornado" at the same time.
There were two loud "bang bang" sounds, and stone debris flew on the field. The audience who were closer to the hero stage hurriedly used their skills to protect their heads and faces.
"Chi chi chi", bursts of fire rain burst out in mid-air. Ren Dukuang's wind and fire fan shattered into powder, streaks of flames streaked across the sky, and Ren Dukuang vomited blood and flew back.
"Whoosh", like lightning, a figure in green caught up with Ren Dukuang. Her long sword buzzed in the air and instantly covered Ren Dukuang's body. The one who drew the sword was Song Shuling.
Ren Dukuang's sleeves were flying, resisting the attacking Zhenwu Sword. "Chichichi", the Zhenwu Sword is a magical weapon, and Ren Dukuang's Liuyun Iron Sleeves could not resist. In a moment, Ren Dukuang's golden silk sleeves
Like butterflies flying through flowers, flying in all directions.
He shouted loudly, held the Zhenwu Sword with both hands, and used the Star Absorbing Technique to forcibly absorb Song Shuling's Tai Chi power.
"Bang"! In just a few breaths, Ren Dukuang felt severe pain in his Dantian, and the Yi Jin Jing Nei Jin, Hongmeng Nei Jin, and Tai Chi Nei Jin all came back in his body. His eyes went dark and he could hardly stand still. Ren
Du Kuang felt bad and hurriedly flew back.
Song Shuling's Tai Chi sword technique unfolded, shaking and shaking, shaking Ren Dukuang's hands away, and stabbed Ren Dukuang's shoulder with a sword as he was retreating.
"Crash", Ren Dukuang fell to the stage of the hero. Yang Tianxia and Dongfang Xu quickly flew over, helped him up, and bandaged the wound on his shoulder.
Ren Du shook his head wildly and stood up slowly. A stream of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he wiped it off with his torn sleeve.
He ignored Song Shuling on the stage and looked towards where Dugu Xiaotian and Leng Wuji were fighting fiercely.
Ren Dukuang and Leng Wuji struck with all their strength, and two waves of irresistible force came from the Pingtian Sword. Dugu Xiaotian could no longer hold the sword, and the Pingtian Sword flew out of his hand and landed on the hero.
On the stage, it flew more than three feet away against the stone surface.
The breath in Dugu Xiaotian's body surged, and he stepped back step by step. He spurted out a small mouthful of blood, and his face instantly turned pale as paper.
Leng Wuji took advantage of the situation and rebounded into the air. He did two somersaults in the air, eliminating the force of the rebound. Then, Leng Wuji took a deep breath in the air, adjusted his body shape, crossed his claws, and Dugu smiled as he stepped back.
The sky is coming.
"Tsk", Dugu Xiaotian retreated and punched out, hitting the air. As Leng Wuji dodged, he slightly missed his target and caught Dugu Xiaotian's shoulder. Dugu Xiaotian's left shoulder was suddenly bloody and bloody.
Zhu Cuixian in the audience exclaimed and took a step forward, intending to come on stage to help. Immediately, she hesitated, bit her lip, and stopped.
Leng Wuji's claws danced continuously, and combined with the ghost-like phantom body technique, Dugu Xiaotian was surrounded by dangers for a while.
Dugu Xiaotian gritted his teeth and did not dodge the Nine Yin Divine Claws that Leng Wuji was attacking. He opened and closed his right fist widely and attacked Leng Wuji's vital points with all his moves, using a strategy that would hurt both sides.
Leng Wuji screamed and withdrew his claws to block. Just like that, Dugu Xiaotian stood still. Whenever Leng Wuji attacked, he would not look at the shadow of his approaching claws and waved his right fist to use "Black Tiger Heart Digging".
He gathered the "big avalanche" of fist intention and hit Leng Wuji's chest. Leng Wuji had no choice but to duck and dodge his desperate punches one after another.
After fighting for a while, Leng Wuji's internal energy flow was slightly sluggish, and he knew that most of his internal energy had been consumed.
Without any further hesitation, Leng Wuji paused for a moment, and then swayed left and right for a few seconds. "Bubbles in the void followed like shadows," Leng Wuji's body swayed a few times. Dugu Xiaotian's eyes dazzled, and three Leng Wuji figures came towards him from three different directions.
"If you punch at this time, it will definitely hit the empty space!" An idea flashed in Dugu Xiaotian's mind.
"Shadowless Kick", he performed this basic kicking move in the military. With his left foot on the ground on one side of his body, and his right foot like a tomahawk, he suddenly kicked the "three" Leng Wuji horizontally.
Leng Wuji was horrified, but at this moment it was too late to change his tactics. "Am I going to die together with the 'Laughing Man'?" The smiles of Leng Qingshuang and Li Xiaoyue flashed through Leng Wuji's mind. He sighed in his heart and retracted his paws.
Shrunk.
“Chila”! “Bang”!
Dugu Xiaotian's chest was bleeding like a column, and Leng Wuji's Nine Yin God's claws scratched his chest, leaving a wound that was deep enough to see the bones. If it had been a few minutes deeper, Dugu Xiaotian would have died of ruptured internal organs on the spot.
"Gululu", Leng Wuji was also hit by Dugu Xiaotian's "Shadowless Leg". He rolled out on the hero stage for more than ten times before reluctantly turning over and sitting up. He vomited a mouthful of blood on the stage and his face was as pale as paper.
At the last moment, Dugu Xiaotian's "Shadowless Leg" shifted downward by two inches and did not kick Leng Wuji on the waist, but on the outside of his thigh. Although the injury to this leg was serious, it was not fatal.
"Crack", Leng Wuji reluctantly stood up. His leg bone was broken, and cold sweat dripped from his painful forehead. He slowly sat on the ground again. Leng Wuji did not dare to move rashly anymore, and reluctantly connected the broken leg bone, slowly
Exercise to regulate internal injuries caused by this leg.
"Xiaotian!" Song Shuling rushed to Dugu Xiaotian, counted several points on his chest with her fingers, and touched the acupuncture points to stop the bleeding.
"Dad, heal Xiaotian quickly." Song Shuling shouted anxiously. Song Qingfeng and Qiao Wanyun rushed to the stage. Song Qingfeng took out the Wudang healing elixir and applied it to Dugu Xiaotian's chest. In a moment, the blood on Dugu Xiaotian's chest was stopped.
Qiao Wanyun took out the wound tape and bandaged Dugu Xiaotian's wound.
Dugu Xiaotian's face was pale and his life was not in danger. He just lost too much blood and was very weak.
Song Shuling held the sword in her hand and walked to Leng Wuji's side, pointing the sword diagonally at the ground. She said in a deep voice: "Leng Wuji, get up! Let's continue the competition!"
Leng Wuji smiled bitterly, "Miss Song, my left leg has been broken and my internal injuries are severe. I can no longer fight. I give up! This girl is the leader of this martial arts alliance!"
When Master Wu Ming saw Ren Dukuang, the Sun Moon Sect, injured and fell off the hero stage, Leng Wuji admitted defeat and immediately announced: "The Wudang Sect has won. Song Shuling is the final winner of the martial arts competition. He is respected as the leader of the martial arts alliance and commands the martial arts comrades in the world!"
The hero's audience was filled with thunderous applause and cheers. Song Shuling's face was filled with surprise and her smile was as bright as a flower.
Dugu Xiaotian looked at the beaming Song Shuling and smiled slightly. He could no longer hold on and passed out.