Chapter 112 The Secret Technique of the Ancient Demon
"The third knife!"
The long knife in Meng Chong's hand flashed through the air, and suddenly, the dazzling blood-red sword light burst out, slashing towards Xiao Ye with unparalleled sharpness.
"So fast!"
Xiao Ye felt a flash of blood in front of his eyes, and the sword light approached three feet in an instant.
It was impossible to hide at this moment, not to mention that was not his style. If he resisted forcefully, he would have to vomit blood and retreat violently. Meng Chong's third sword was not so easy to block. Even Yi Qing, the iron fan from before,
You can only protect yourself from harm.
Roar!
Xiao Ye bent his body, a green halo spread, a huge zhenqi arm extended from his shoulder, and a punch struck with the sword light.
The energy surged into a circle and expanded suddenly.
Click...
Dense cracks appear on the surface of the stone pillars that are far apart, as if they will break if the wind blows.
Meng Chong stopped his attack and did not take action again.
At this time, the discussion started on the court.
"Senior Brother Xiao Ye actually has a zhenqi arm extending from his shoulder. It's incredible."
"The Qi arm does not look like a humanoid, but rather like the forelimbs of a demonic beast. You can still vaguely see the scales condensed by the Qi, and the palms are completely animal claws, and they are so powerful that they blocked Senior Brother Meng Chong's attack with one punch.
The third sword will not damage you at all."
"It seems that when Senior Brother Xiao Ye fought with Li Yun, he did not use all his strength at all. He must have reserved it to deal with Senior Brother Meng Chong."
Li Yun's eyes flashed and he said nothing.
Bo!
An even more amazing scene happened.
A zhenqi arm extended from Xiao Ye's left shoulder, but the color was green, with green air rising from it like burning flames.
"Meng Chong, my ancient demon secret method has never been shown in front of others. Today you are the one who has seen it." Wiping the bloodshot eyes at the corner of his mouth, an excited look flashed across Xiao Ye's face. The ancient demon secret method was his accident.
He found it from a dilapidated ruins, and it was divided into three volumes: upper, middle and lower. What he got was only the upper volume, which was incomplete, but its power was not weak at all and was comparable to the low-level earth-level martial arts.
Ancient demon secret method!
Ye Chen has never heard of this kind of martial arts. It seems that Xiao Ye has an adventure!
Meng Chong looked at his zhenqi arm and said carelessly: "No matter what ancient demon secrets you have learned, in my eyes, there are only people who fall."
"Then you can try it." Xiao Ye is two meters tall. With two huge zhenqi arms on his shoulders, he looks like a giant. Infinite pressure spreads from his body, and the square
The wind above seemed to have stopped.
What answered him was a series of blood-red sword lights. The sword lights were like pieces of crescent moon, forming a huge blood-red wheel of more than ten meters.
The rotating sword light wheel cut the air into pieces and rolled towards Xiao Ye.
Xiao Ye laughed, and without retreating or evading, he raised two huge arms of zhenqi to meet him.
Bang...
The two Qi arms raised their fists and punched the blood-red Falun one after another. Suddenly, red and green Qi energy splashed everywhere, which was really beautiful.
"Cut it off!"
Meng Chong's figure appeared in the blood-red Falun, and a ball of blood-colored light suddenly appeared on his right arm. The light poured into the long knife and he swung the knife.
Poof!
The green zhenqi arm on Xiao Ye's right shoulder broke off at the sound, flew dozens of meters away, dispersed into pure vitality in the air, and merged into the air.
"Senior brother Xiao Ye's zhenqi arm was cut off." Someone exclaimed.
Others don't have time to talk, for fear of missing wonderful moments while talking.
Xiao Ye's face turned pale. His zhenqi arms were transformed by his zhenqi, which consumed a lot of his zhenqi. When one of them was cut off, the total amount of zhenqi was suddenly reduced by one-third, and his blood was churning.
"Break off your arm again." Meng Chong didn't pause, flipping the long knife and slashing at the green zhenqi arm on Xiao Ye's left shoulder.
Sonorous!
This knife seemed to be cutting on hard-tempered steel, creating a large cloud of dazzling colorful sparks. Looking carefully, I found that the blade only cut halfway in and failed to cut through.
Xiao brutally suppressed the boiling blood and zhenqi, held his own two arms in the void, and pushed out a ball of zhenqi bombs with cyan light.
Meng Chong's long knife was stuck in the green zhenqi arm and could not be pulled out. Seeing the zhenqi bullet rushing towards his chest, he knew that he could no longer hold back. He opened his mouth and let out a thunderous shout. Meng Chong made a fist with his left hand and burst out from between his fingers.
Fine bloody lightning crackled.
puff!
The qi bomb disappeared like a balloon with a hole in it.
Ye Chen shook his head. He couldn't do anything about Meng Chong in this way. Xiao Ye's defeat was determined, but it was already commendable to be able to push Meng Chong to this level.
"Break!"
The long sword kept working hard, and finally cut off the green zhenqi arm with one blow, but this green zhenqi arm was extremely weird. When it broke, it immediately exploded into countless green flames, which swelled when the wind blew and burned into a piece.
laugh!
Meng Chong saw that the situation was not good, and his body was shot backwards. The table where he was originally burned into a glass shape like broken glass.
Blood was secreted from his mouth and nose, Xiao Ye was not too depressed, and said: "I lost!" The two Qi arms consumed two-thirds of his Qi, and coupled with the previous Qi bombs, the Qi in the body
There is not much left, and there is no capital to fight against Meng Chong.
Exhaling a turbid breath, Meng Chong said: "You are the first to push me to this level."
"Hey, each other, you and Ye Chen have a battle next. His half-step sword will is not easy, let's see how you defeat him!"
After saying that, Xiao Ye jumped off the platform.
When this game ended, the other two platforms also quickly ended the game.
The remaining two games were nothing to watch. They were inner disciples who had very few points and were bound to be eliminated. Among them was Zhang Haoran. It was not easy for him to reach this point.
Finally, the final round of competition begins.
Waiting until the seventh game, the heavyweight competition comes again.
This match is between Ye Chen and Tiefeng.
One is a genius swordsman who has grasped the half-step sword intention, and the other is a late bloomer. Until now, the two of them have maintained a record of complete victory. No matter which side wins, there will be one less record holder, and that one person, no surprise
He will compete with Xueying Dao Mengchong for the title of the number one disciple of the inner sect.
In this regard, many people are making comments in their minds. Who is more powerful, Ye Chen or Tiefeng? Judging from the previous games, it is really difficult to judge. Ye Chen's sword energy is powerful, but Tiefeng's leg skills are combined with the general trend.
It should not be underestimated. Pei Shaoqing, whose strength is not inferior to that of Ghost Sword Li Kuang, is an example. Moreover, it is not yet known whether he has more powerful tricks.
Tiefeng smiled naively and said to Ye Chen, "Please give me your advice."
"Okay." Ye Chen nodded. To be honest, he was quite afraid of Tiefeng. Being integrated into the general trend, he didn't seem to have many opportunities to expose his strength, so he had to do it on his own.