As soon as Nie Changkong used the Heaven and Ghost Concentration Technique, the sky above dimmed, and then it was completely plunged into darkness. There was no luster, and it was all ghost energy, as if all ghosts came out.
And in the sky above him, countless ghost patterns gathered and turned into a huge sky ghost with a green face and fangs, a big bald head, green eyes, and a pointed nose. The Ghost King's Sword was in his hand, and his sword power was unparalleled.
"Roar!" Tian Gui looked at the emperor-like Feng Buhua and roared loudly, exuding a cold and violent aura, like a killing god.
"Do gods and ghosts have the same mind?"
Feng Buhua frowned slightly, then calmed down, stepped on the void, and walked toward him with endless golden light. Before he could get close, he stretched out his hand and slapped the ghost with a bang.
The Heavenly Ghost also rushed out at this moment, slashing at Feng Buhua's palm with the Ghost King's Sword, and when they collided together, there was a loud noise, deafening, and everyone was shocked.
Feng Buhua's Imperial Dao Zhenyuan is powerful, and Nie Changkong's Heavenly Ghost Concentric Technique is also powerful. It is simply the ultimate evolution of the Ghost Dao and the Imperial Dao. All kinds of terrifying forces rush out, shaking the space and shaking the battlefield.
"Merge!"
But Feng Buhua suddenly roared at this moment and rushed towards the ghost. They merged perfectly into one. The ghost was him and he was the ghost.
This is the true power of the Heaven and Ghost Tongxin Technique!
"kill!"
The Heavenly Ghost possesses the aura of Feng Buhua, controls the Ghost King Sword, and strikes at Feng Buhua. The ghost energy and murderous aura are rampant, soaring straight into the sky, and the space seems to be cracked under the Ghost King Sword.
However, Feng Bu Hua's Imperial Dao Zhenyuan Gong is also a high-level magical skill. It shows the way of the emperor, just like the co-lord of the world, who controls the universe and kills all beings who dare to disobey him.
Boom boom boom! Boom boom boom!
The two men attacked together, loud noises continued, ghost energy and golden light rushed up, like pillars of heaven, sweeping across all directions, and the battle platform vibrated. The scene was terrifying and amazing.
Blood splattered from both of their bodies, but neither Feng Buhua nor Nie Changkong stopped, attacking each other forcefully and needlessly.
"Cut! Cut! Cut!"
Seeing that he could not suppress Feng Buhua, Nie Changkong's green eyes were blazing and his aura was violent. He held the Ghost King Sword in both hands, running the ghost energy and performing the sword's path.
This is the Tenth Level Sword Art, which contains the power of the ghost.
When the sword came out, it was like thousands of ghosts roaring, and it struck Feng Buhua fiercely.
"Bang!"
Feng Buhua resisted strongly, but was sent flying. The luster on his body dimmed a bit, and blood seeped out from his palms.
"Okay, if the wind doesn't change, you brought it on yourself."
Looking at the blood in his hands, Feng Buhua's face turned livid, his eyes flashed with cold light and cruelty, and he immediately clenched it with both hands, and countless runes evolved.
He exudes a sacred aura, as if he is upright and solemn. He is like an emperor, holding power and looking down on the world. His eyes are full of majesty, making people bow down and worship him.
"Holy Spirit Technique!"
"Feng Buhua has used the Holy Spirit Technique."
"It seems that Nie Changkong has pushed him to the limit."
"This is an ancient technique. Nie Changkong was defeated by this technique back then."
Everyone knows Feng Buhua very well, and they also know a little about the martial arts he practices, not to mention Feng Buhua's famous technique, the Holy Spirit Technique?
Therefore, when he performed this technique, everyone was shocked.
"This ancient method is so powerful." Lu Chen couldn't help but be surprised. The Tianyang Swordsmanship he practiced was also an ancient method, but it didn't feel as powerful as Feng Buhua's Holy Spirit Technique.
"Feng Buhua has defeated countless powerful enemies with this technique." Wang Chun said.
"So, Nie Changkong is destined to lose?" Lu Chen asked.
"Absolutely." Wang Chun nodded.
When Lu Chen heard the words, he didn't ask any more questions. He turned to look at Nie Changkong, only to find that Feng Buhua had already attacked him. He was so majestic that he was like a god descending. Every move he made was filled with suffocating power.
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But at this moment, Nie Changkong burst out laughing: "Feng Bu Hua, you finally used this technique. Unfortunately, this time, you will fail."
After saying this, Nie Changkong threw the Ghost King Sword, and then pinched it with both hands. Countless ghost patterns and ghost talismans appeared, and they were divided into five. He went east, west, north, south, and the five directions were condensed together.
In an instant, five huge ghost figures gathered together. One was golden, one was black, one was green, one was fiery red, and one was yellow. They were the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. They all held a Ghost King Sword and roared one after another.
, exuding powerful ghost power, it is the aura of the god realm.
Together with Feng Buhua himself, he is one of the six powerful gods in the realm of gods!
"This is the Five Elements Ghost!"
"Oh my God, each of these ghosts has the cultivation level of the God Realm and is powerful. Feng Buhua is in trouble this time."
"I didn't expect Nie Changkong to have such a hidden card. No wonder he said that Feng Buhua would lose to him."
Everyone was shocked when they saw this. The discerning elders immediately recognized the five ghosts summoned by Nie Changkong.
"It's amazing."
Lu Chen was also frightened and frowned. The five element ghosts contain the power of the five elements. Each one has the cultivation level of a god and is very powerful. A duel with Nie Changkong would be like one to six!
Like Zhou Luxiong and Zhenye, their expressions were terrifyingly solemn, thinking that they were not sure of victory against the current Nie Changkong.
"It seems that Feng Buhua will lose this time."
The two sighed softly and looked at Feng Buhua.
"Five Elements Ghost?"
Feng Buhua's expression was heavier than ever before. The power he felt from the Five Elements Ghost made the veins on his forehead throb. But he knew that at this point, he had no way out and had to use the Holy Spirit to kill him.
"Five ghosts appear in this world, kill them!"
Nie Changkong smiled ferociously, let out a loud roar, and rolled up endless ghost energy. As soon as his body moved, the Five Elements Ghost immediately moved forward, showing the power of the Five Elements. The Ghost King Sword in his hand was also dyed with the light of the Five Elements, and he slashed towards Feng Buhua mercilessly.
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"Boom boom boom!"
Feng Buhua waved his fists and struck down like mountains, resisting the Ghost King's Sword and the Five Elements Ghost. However, Nie Changkong and the Five Elements Ghost combined were six powerful men in the realm of gods. They were extremely powerful and surrounded him.
The ghost energy surged like a deep and sea, completely covering Feng Buhua's brilliance. The entire battle platform was plunged into darkness, and the whining sounds were endless, as if it had been occupied by thousands of ghosts.
Loud noises were heard, and Nie Changkong slashed down with the Ghost King Sword. The Five Elements Ghost also attacked at the same time, showing strong power. The body was shaken by the wind, and blood spilled from his mouth.
"If the wind does not change, you will lose this battle!" Nie Changkong said with a cruel smile.
"Don't even think about it!" Feng Buhua gritted his bloody teeth and roared. He has never lost since he started practicing, and Feng Buhua was his previous defeated opponent, so how could he be willing to lose to the opponent?
"In that case, I won't be polite."
Upon hearing this, Nie Changkong narrowed his eyes, with a sharp cold light and a stern expression. He waved the Ghost King Sword, and the Five Elements Ghost followed closely, attacking Feng Buhua's head, shoulders, back, and chest.
Blood immediately splashed out from everywhere in Feng Buhua. Knife marks appeared on his shoulders and chest. The blood flowed out in a steady stream, exuding a pungent blood energy.
"Ah!" Feng Buhua cried out in pain, but he gritted his teeth, looked at Nie Changkong unwillingly, and tried his best to use the Holy Spirit to resist.
"Stubborn."
Nie Changkong sneered, and used the Ghost King Sword to slash down, and the Five Elements Ghosts were struck out one after another. Feng Buhua was hit immediately, there was a bang, and then he was severely knocked away.
"Poof!" He fell to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood, with a look of pain on his face, but his eyes were fixed on Nie Changkong, showing his unwillingness.
"You lost." Nie Changkong said calmly.
Falling from the sky, he rolled up his hands and the Five Elements Ghosts disappeared one by one, as if they had never appeared. Only the Ghost King's Sword was still in his hand.
"Ahem, cough, cough, it turns out this is your biggest trump card, but I won't give in!" Feng Buhua was so uncomfortable that he coughed out a few mouthfuls of blood, stared at Nie Changkong and said bitterly.
"The king becomes the king and the bandits lose. Now you are the bandit and I am the king." Nie Changkong said coldly.
"Okay, Nie Changkong, a disciple of the Divine Sword Sect, won this battle. Feng Buhua, you should go down and heal his injuries quickly." Du Xuan suddenly said, looking at Feng Buhua, who was seriously injured, his expression also showed a trace of confusion.
The elders of the major forces were no exception. Feng Buhua was originally a strong candidate to compete for the first place, but unexpectedly he was defeated by Nie Changkong. This was beyond their expectations.
The most important thing is that Nie Changkong's Five Elements Ghost is really powerful. He has the cultivation level of the God Realm. Who can defeat him when he uses it?
Cao Zhendao, the elder of the East Palace, looked gloomy. Looking at Feng Buhua, who was pale and covered with stab wounds, he opened his mouth and wanted to reprimand him, but in the end he fell silent.
"Go down and heal."
In the end, Cao Zhendao sighed softly and let Feng Buhua go down to heal his wounds, because he knew that he could not be blamed for this. It was really Nie Changkong's Five Elements Ghost that was too powerful.
"In this competition between the outer disciples of the top ten forces, Nie Changkong will probably win."
"Yes, even Feng Buhua was defeated. Zhen Ye from the Buddha Kingdom and Zhou Luxiong from the Martial Alliance would probably have a hard time defeating him. As for Hong Tian from the East Palace and Lu Chen from the Divine Sword Sect, although they are powerful, they will not be able to defeat him in the end.
Those who are only at the True God Realm have almost no chance of winning."
"I didn't expect this result. It's really surprising."
The outer disciples of all the major forces were talking in low voices. In their opinion, Nie Changkong had become the uncrowned king.
Zhenye and Zhou Luxiong were silent, but Hongtian looked dissatisfied, and Lu Chen didn't speak, but also frowned.
"Okay, now the poor monk announces the list of people who have entered the second round of the competition. Hongtian, a disciple of the East Palace, Zhen Ye, a disciple of the Buddhist Kingdom, Zhou Luxiong, a disciple of the Martial Alliance, Lu Chen, a disciple of the Divine Sword Sect, and Nie Changkong, a disciple of the Divine Sword Sect, congratulations to you all
Qualified to enter the second round of competition." Du Xuan suddenly said.
"yes!"
Lu Chen and the other five people all bowed slightly to express their greetings to Du Xuan.
"It's getting late. The second round of competition will be held tomorrow. You should rest for the night first." Du Xuan said.
"Take your orders!"
Lu Chen and the other five people also had no objections.
As the sun set, Tianzun Mountain fell into darkness.
Tianzun Mountain under the night sky looks like a great devil standing between the heaven and the earth.
A night of silence.
The next day arrived.
The morning sun rises in the east, and the sunlight is as bright as golden light falling, making Tianzun Mountain seem to be bathed in a golden ocean.
The elders of the ten major forces gathered around the battle stage again.
Du Xuan stood at the front of the fighting platform and said loudly: "Disciple Hong Tian from the East Palace, disciple Zhen Ye from the Buddhist Kingdom, disciple Zhou Luxiong from the Martial Alliance, disciple Lu Chen from the Divine Sword Sect, and Nie Changkong, a disciple from the Divine Sword Sect, the five of you come forward to draw lots.
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"yes!"
Lu Chen and the other five people came forward respectfully and drew lots again.
After the drawing, I heard Du Xuan say: "Because there were five people in the second round of competition, two people dueled, and one person was left. Therefore, after discussion between the poor monk and the elder of your sect, it was unanimously decided to draw the
The disciple who won the first lottery will have a bye and will directly enter the third round of the competition, where he will compete with the other two winners to compete for the top three outer sect disciples of the top ten forces in the God Realm."
After saying these words, Du Xuan glanced at Lu Chen and the other five, and asked: "Do you five have any opinions?"
