Li Qingtong's body shape suddenly transformed into three, splitting into left, middle and right to surround Qu Shang.
His hands were not idle either, as more than a dozen magical talismans shot out from the three figures into Qu Chang's strong body.
"This little trick... break it for me!" Qu Chang was still studying in the Taoist academy, but he had already mastered some of the special secret techniques of the giant swords.
It should be prepared for the competition of new disciples.
As the sword swept across, an awe-inspiring cold air descended on the arena.
A faint hint of sword intent!
Many Qi Refining Stage monks in the audience were in an uproar.
Those who can realize the meaning of the sword in the Qi refining stage are definitely those with terrible cultivation qualifications.
Such people seem to be born to be swordsmen.
But what Qu Shang practiced was not a pure sword cultivation method, but a method of cultivating the same body.
The awe-inspiring sword intent was withdrawn as soon as it was fired, and Qu Chang himself could not bear the consumption for too long.
After all, sword intention is a method created by the high concentration of the practitioner's energy and spirit, and it consumes too much.
At this moment of retracting and releasing, Li Qingtong's two means of deploying the clone talismans and the dozens of magical talismans were simultaneously destroyed by the ubiquitous sword intent in the arena.
Qu Shang had an overwhelming advantage.
She waved her sword and rolled over like a big mountain.
Even though she is only at the eighth level of the Qi Refining Stage, even a perfect monk at the ninth level of the Qi Refining Stage is not willing to face such a humanoid tyrannosaurus head-on.
Of course, Li Qingtong would not do this unless he directly unfolded the secretly hidden Xuanyuan Scripture.
Obviously he is not so broke.
The five thunderous magical talismans instantly activated thirteen talismans. Li Qingtong's instant talisman activation method combined with the powerful power of divine consciousness perfectly guided the thirteen clouds to lock Qu Chang.
This is not something that ordinary monks in the Qi refining stage can do.
It is extremely rare for an ordinary seventh-level monk in the Qi refining stage to be able to guide a five-thunder strike to trigger a cloud. Thirteen of them unfolded at the same time... a very scary control!
The attention of too many monks was attracted under the arena.
Compared with Li Qingtong's side, the other arenas are really too weak.
The corners of Qu Chang's mouth twitched a little. Thirteen five-thunder thunder struck the clouds, and sixty-five lightning strikes were equivalent to the full force of a seventh-level monk in the Thunder Technique Refining Stage... She didn't dare to have the slightest confidence.
The key point is that each of the five rounds of lightning strikes has thirteen strikes. Unless she spreads her sword intent and continues to wipe out, she can only strike hard.
Dodge...what is that?
"Ha...Break! Break! Break!" At this moment, Qu Chang was really as if she was possessed by the God of War. The giant sword with high-grade attributes was wrapped in terrifying strength in her hand, and she chopped all the thunder power into pieces.
Destroyed!
At the same time, her figure was constantly chasing him, squeezing Li Qingtong's space for movement.
The power of thirteen lightning strikes that arrived at the same time was cut into pieces.
Yu Li was no longer a threat to Qu Chang, and at the same time she had trapped Li Qingtong in a corner of the ring.
Today's arena is square and not very large, which also provides Qu Chang with convenient conditions.
At this moment, no one is optimistic about Li Qingtong. The difference in cultivation level brings about a huge gap in foundation.
It is not easy to make up this gap with a top-quality flying sword.
The second round of lightning strikes hit all the vital points of Qu Chang's body again.
Li Qingtong seemed very anxious, and his hands holding the sword became slower.
In the eyes of countless practitioners in the audience, this is also normal.
After all, it requires a lot of mental power to control and guide.
It is not unusual for monks to be multitasking, but it is still very challenging to do two things in a fierce battle.
"I must win this victory. Junior brother is offended!" Qu Chang still relied on the big sword in his hand to destroy the power of thirteen lightning bolts while approaching Li Qingtong himself.
When the latter became more and more powerless, Qu Chang swung his sword horizontally and struck Li Qingtong with the spine of his sword.
Qu Shang's attack was more measured, so that he could win without hurting anyone too seriously.
But at this moment, Master Jiedan, who was secretly paying attention to the arena, couldn't help but feel surprised.
Some of the foundation-building monks even opened their mouths to say something, but they immediately suppressed the surprise in their hearts.
A sudden change occurred in the arena.
Five small flags floated in the air, spinning spiritually.
A kind of lingering power like thousands of strands covered most of the arena in an instant.
Qu Shang is the focus of these five formation flags.
All the water attribute energy was activated, and Qu Shang's strong body was completely trapped inside.
After such a change occurred, Qu Chang reacted faster than the monks in the Qi Refining Stage in the audience.
She immediately attached all the sword power she could mobilize to the big sword in her hand.
This caused a layer of swimming edge to appear on the blade and tip of the great sword.
The next moment, the great sword was fully activated to slash the ubiquitous water attribute energy in the void.
Qu Chang must rely on the sword in his hand to break the formation that trapped him!
She may really have that strength, but Li Qingtong obviously won't give her another chance to stand up.
Thirteen five thunderbolts struck the top before Qu Chang defeated two rounds of attacks. Li Qingtong spat out a mouthful of 'blood essence' and made fingerprints on his hands.
Most of the remaining thunderclouds lowered and lowered again, and all the lightning power was activated and bombarded at once.
It was an extremely brilliant blow.
Such an attack is nothing in the eyes of the foundation-building monks, because in their eyes, such an attack seems to be incredibly powerful, but in fact the power is scattered.
For monks in the Qi refining stage, that would be terrifying.
The formation was unexpectedly difficult for Qu Chang, and she felt extremely uncomfortable all over her body.
Even breathing has become very difficult, and the viscous water attribute energy also blocks the internal and external transmission of other attributes of spiritual energy.
Let her not recover at all.
Qu Shang is in a bad situation!
It is hard to imagine that as a female monk, Qu Chang could have admirable perseverance.
She squeezed the true energy and mana from her body and slashed with the sword in her hand again and again.
Every slash was integrated into her Taoist heart, her essence, her soul, everything about her.
The muscles are bulging, and even the body-training cultivator cannot make any concessions compared to the male cultivators.
This doesn't look like a competition in the ring, but like trying your best!
The gums were already bleeding from biting down, and there were streaks of blood dripping from the corners of Qu Shang's mouth.
This is a precursor to damage to the meridians in the body.
"As long as Senior Sister admits defeat, I will immediately remove the magic circle. The power of thunder and lightning is coming." Li Qingtong is still somewhat kind-hearted.
"Go to hell!" But at this time, Qu Chang fell into a crazy state, and she simply ignored Li Qingtong's kindness.
The sword in his hand burst into an unprecedented dazzling light, and a brilliant lotus bloomed in the magic circle!