The power of the Wufeng Ancient Sword was definitely not inferior to that of Zhan Chen. Facing Ye Xiaochuan's violent attack, Chen Mo gradually showed his weakness. Originally, he could still resist Ye Xiaochuan's fast sword and weird body skills, but he couldn't.
By the time half of the incense stick was reached, after the two swords had collided about a thousand times, like Hu Daoxin, Chen Mo's right arm holding the sword was so numb that he almost lost consciousness.
As a last resort, he could only transfer the fairy sword, whose green light had dissipated much, to his left hand.
Among the crowd in the audience, Hu Daoxin, who was standing next to Gu Pan'er, looked strange when she saw Chen Mo holding the sword in his left hand and said, "It's over, Senior Brother Chen is going to lose!"
It's the same routine again, and it's the same ending. The only difference is that everyone who watched Ye Xiaochuan's first round of competition felt that Ye Xiaochuan, who suddenly counterattacked, seemed to be better in body and sword skills.
In less than ten days, I have improved a lot.
Hu Daoxin, who had been defeated by this familiar weird body technique and exquisite sword technique, was the only disciple among the watching disciples who had experienced Ye Xiaochuan's weird routine. When she saw Senior Brother Chen Mo changing the sword to his left hand,
, she immediately understood that Chen Mo's right arm was so numb at this moment that he had no feeling at all.
This Ye Xiaochuan's sword technique is not only strange, but also very powerful. Especially the weird blue fairy sword in Ye Xiaochuan's hand is even more frightening. It's no wonder that after fighting against thousands of moves, even Chen Mo Yuanshen
Even the arms cannot support the peak level of cultivation.
Gu Pan'er's face was solemn. He looked at Ye Xiaochuan who was showing off his power on the stage and taking advantage, and said in a low voice: "If Ye Xiaochuan wins this game, he can enter the top ten!"
Hu Dao thought: "Senior sister, more than that, if he wins, his opponent in the next round will basically be you."
Gu Pan'er's body trembled slightly, her eyes shining brightly.
She knew that Hu Daoxin was not bad at all. Ye Xiaochuan won this match. If she defeated her opponent later, she would face Ye Xiaochuan in the next round of the top five competition the day after tomorrow.
Ye Xiaochuan defeated Sun Yao. Gu Pan'er was not very sure that she could defeat Sun Yao. At this moment, she felt slightly worried and even confused.
Gu Pan'er never thought that Ye Xiaochuan, the good-for-nothing she had never cared about, would be the biggest stumbling block preventing her from entering the top five or even the top three.
It’s really a twist of fate.
Gu Pan'er smiled bitterly in her heart and shook her head slightly, with a bitter look on her face.
Now, Gu Pan'er has to admit a cruel fact: she once looked down upon this shameless man.
Gu Pan'er is not the only one who has this idea?
In the ring, although Ye Xiaochuan saw Chen Mo transfer the fairy sword to his left hand, he did not take the opportunity to launch a decisive blow like he did with Hu Daoxin. This was because he had suffered a previous move of Taiyi Divine Palm and was seriously injured.
.Secondly, Chen Mo’s Taoism is far superior to Hu Daoxin. Even if he holds a sword in his left hand, it is no small matter.
Ye Xiaochuan was not in a hurry, not impatient at all. He relied on the peerless magic weapon in his hand, relied on the movement and pace learned from the stone carvings on Siguo Cliff, wandered around Chen Mo, and tried his best to entangle Chen Mo.
, not giving him any chance to counterattack.
Chen Mo was not a fool. When his right arm was completely weak, he was ready to launch a counterattack and forcefully compete with Ye Xiaochuan's true spiritual power, using the Eight Forms of the Divine Sword or the Qiankun Sword to show off.
However, Ye Xiaochuan seemed unwilling to compete with him in terms of true energy, and attacked him crazily. Even though he broke through and attacked dozens of times, he failed to repel Ye Xiaochuan.
The feeling of powerlessness became stronger and stronger in Chen Mo's heart, until his left arm was numb from the shock of the extremely powerful sword in Ye Xiaochuan's hand. He knew that he was probably going to lose this battle.
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After a while, Ye Xiaochuan felt that Chen Mo's sword moves were getting weaker and slower. He was overjoyed, knowing that the most exciting and stinking moment in his life was about to come!
He screamed sharply, and the sky around him shone with green light. He saw Ye Xiaochuan no longer fighting at close range, but his body rose up from the ground, furiously galloping through the sky, flying for nine days.
Everyone stared at Ye Xiaochuan's figure rising from the ground. They were a little surprised. They didn't understand why Ye Xiaochuan suddenly distanced himself from Chen Mo after he had the absolute upper hand.
At this moment, Chen Mo in the ring was finally able to breathe, but his heart was not happy and sinking. A bad feeling filled his heart. He knew very well that the next step would probably be a critical period that would determine the victory of this battle.
Just as he was about to mobilize the last of the true spiritual energy in his body's meridians for the final counterattack, suddenly, a chill came over his heart. He suddenly looked up and saw Ye Xiaochuan's long sword in mid-air suddenly pointing straight into the sky.
Almost at the next moment, the endless green light that surrounded Ye Xiaochuan's body condensed thousands of air swords at lightning speed.
The sixth form of the Eight Forms of Excalibur, Thousand Swords Form!
It was the same as the last battle against Sun Yao, even faster. There were no cumbersome sword techniques. Ye Xiaochuan just stabbed casually, and the thousand-hand green air sword was already formed, which was unparalleled!
Everyone's eyes widened. Most of the onlookers were cultivators, and most of them were disciples of the Cangyun Sect. Naturally, they all practiced the Eighth Form of the Divine Sword, and they all knew how to activate the Eighth Form of the Divine Sword.
The Condensing Sword Form needs to be guided by the Sword Technique mudra, and it takes at least a few breaths to form a sword formation.
Only the masters of the elder generation, who have reached the eighth level of spiritual silence, can rely on their own powerful true energy and barely save the tedious time of condensing sword seals.
But why can Ye Xiaochuan condense so many qi swords with just one strike?
This question has been lingering in everyone's minds since the battle between Ye Xiaochuan and Sun Yao.
At this moment, everyone was silent and speechless when they saw Ye Xiaochuan once again performing the mysterious Thousand Swords Style.
Chen Mo on the stage had just reacted, and before he could activate the sword array for defense, thousands of Qi swords emitting faint green light, like locusts, like heavy rain, like green meteors, shot towards the arena below.
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Immediately afterwards, the entire arena was enveloped by the green Qi Sword. Amidst a loud roar like a mountain collapsing and the ground cracking, no one could clearly see the figure of Chen Mo standing on the arena.
Everyone was shocked!
When all the green air swords were shot down from the air, everyone turned from shock to astonishment, and many people opened their mouths wide.
On the ring, Chen Mo was still standing in the center of the ring and was not hurt at all.
However, on the stone floor of the arena around Chen Mo, there were countless green qi swords inserted densely. Almost every qi sword penetrated deeply into the stone floor blessed by the magic circle, and half of the sword body was connected to the hilt.
