Three hundred and thirtieth eight chapters Shura knife body
On the top of Longhu Mountain, there is a huge square, very wide, with hundreds of seats around it, and in the middle there is a high platform, which is made of unknown stone, is black, and faintly emits a
A powerful and thick breath, obviously extremely strong.
This is the arena for the duel between Longhu Mountain and Maoshan.
As time went by, the entire square was filled with people, it was dark and crowded.
If you look carefully, you will find that there are two distinct factions. One is headed by Longhushan, and the other is naturally led by Maoshan.
In each faction, everyone is seated in a phalanx of sects, including Quanzhen Sect, Kongtong Sect, Qingchengmen, Zichan Sect, Divination Sect, etc.
Although the world of Taoism and Dharma is not as integrated into the secular world as the world of martial arts, so it has a large base, but after so many years of development, it cannot be underestimated.
At this time, Chu Hao and Han Yuyao also came here and sat in the camp on the Longhu Mountain side.
The fight between the two factions mainly involves the younger generation of disciples, no more than thirty years old. Therefore, Chu Hao and Han Yuyao are both young leaders in Longhu Mountain and will definitely go to war later.
In fact, Daoyi has put all his hopes this time on the two of them.
"Quiet!" At this moment, two faint words were spoken. The sound was not loud, but it seemed to have some kind of magic power. It spread to every corner of the square without being angry or threatening, instantly making the noisy square quiet.
Come down.
The owner of this voice was Tao Yi, the headmaster of Longhu Mountain. She appeared out of thin air and appeared above the Longhu Mountain camp without any warning, as if she was already there.
"Daoyi, see you in ten years. Stay safe and well!"
Immediately afterwards, a low and hoarse voice sounded, and a figure suddenly appeared above the camp in Maoshan.
He was sitting cross-legged in mid-air, his body was a little thin, his hair was gray, a fly whisk was placed flat on his knees, his eyes were old but deep, like a bottomless pit, making people unpredictable.
He was wearing a Taoist robe, and the breeze blew, causing his sleeves and beard to flutter. He looked like an immortal Taoist. This person was the leader of Maoshan, the Supreme Lord of Taiding, a being as famous as Tao Yi.
"You're fine," Daoyi replied calmly, with no emotion or anger at all. Then, as usual, the two announced the rules and methods of the fight, and the fight officially kicked off.
In fact, the rules are very simple, that is, if there is a duel between two people, if one party falls down or leaves the ring, he or she surrenders.
However, Maoshan and Longhushan are in the same situation. Many times, the defeated party ends up dead, because falling down often means death, and it is useless to admit defeat verbally. The only way to count is to leave the ring.
The method of fighting is also very cruel. As long as someone can fight, he can stand in the ring all the time. The opponent can completely use wheel fighting and send people to take turns to fight, but only one person can do it at a time.
In the end, both sides fight until the other side completely admits defeat and no one can play.
According to records, the most tragic incident in history was when one of Han Yuyao's ancestors almost brought down the entire young generation of Maoshan, causing Maoshan to suffer a complete defeat and a great loss of face.
It is precisely for this reason that the current leader of Maoshan spent a lot of mana and planted a curse mark on Han Yuyao's ancestors at all costs.
Since then, Longhu Mountain has been in a state of decline and has rarely won a victory. Up to now, Longhu Mountain has gradually withered away, and there is almost a disconnect among the younger generation. If this continues, the consequences will be disastrous.
Bang!
After the rules were read out, immediately, a young man from Maoshan jumped up and stepped heavily on the ring.
He was wearing a black armor, with a heroic figure, standing upright like a javelin, and holding a big knife in his hand. The back of the knife was extremely thick, and the tip of the knife reflected the cold light under the sunlight, making it difficult for people to look at it at a glance.
I couldn't help but shiver.
"It's actually the Sword Emperor Cheng Fei!"
"Oh my god! This Cheng Fei has a Shura sword body, which is comparable to an emperor's body. With one strike of his sword, no ghosts or ghosts are left behind. It's absolutely terrifying!"
"It's just that Maoshan sent Cheng Fei in the first match. Maoshan is really a gathering of geniuses!"
"Yes, for us, that Cheng Fei is already unattainable, far superior to his contemporaries, but it is said that he is not that outstanding in Maoshan. It is probably for this reason that he was sent out in the first place!"
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Around the arena, the crowd was talking a lot, and they were all impressed by Maoshan.
Seeing this, Dao Yi in mid-air couldn't help but frowned, and then said lightly: "Yu Yao, go ahead!"
"Yes, Master!" Han Yuyao responded respectfully.
She knew the young generation of Longhu Mountain very well, and she was the only one who could deal with Cheng Fei's Shura sword body.
"Yuyao, wait!" Han Yuyao was about to get on the ring, but Chu Hao stopped her.
Han Yuyao frowned and said immediately: "Husband, don't worry, although Cheng Fei is strong, I am confident that I can still deal with him."
"That's not what I meant. Stop talking and open your mouth." Chu Hao said very directly.
"Huh?" Han Yuyao frowned deeply, her heart full of doubts, but she still obeyed and followed Chu Hao's instructions, opening her little cherry mouth in front of everyone.
Seeing this, Chu Hao flipped his palm, and a golden pill appeared on it. Then, he slapped it directly into Han Yuyao's mouth.
"Husband, what did you give me to eat?" Han Yuyao was surprised and confused.
But Chu Hao smiled enigmatically, "Good thing, don't worry, Yuyao, will my husband still harm you? Well, go and fight, I'll wait for your good news."
Han Yuyao nodded gently and then stepped onto the ring.
"Sure enough, the talent of Longhu Mountain is withering. Han Yuyao was sent out in the first game."
"Yes, she is the most outstanding proud daughter of heaven in Longhu Mountain, but even she may not be the opponent of Shura Blade Cheng Fei!"
"Yes, in fact, the outcome of this year's duel has already been determined. Longhushan has lost two times in a row. The few geniuses that were finally cultivated were destroyed by Maoshan in the last two times. Now they are just hanging on."
"Haha, my Maoshan is so strong!"
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As Han Yuyao appeared on the stage, everyone was talking a lot, and no one was optimistic about her, and even the entire Longhu Mountain.
"Huh?" Seeing Han Yuyao, Cheng Fei's eyes suddenly lit up. He was cold, dark and even a little murderous in nature. He was often stern and unsmiling. When he saw such a beautiful Han Yuyao, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but outline a hint of greed and desire.
"Girl, you look really good! It's just a pity that you already have a husband!"
"But it doesn't matter. I, Cheng Fei, like to play with other people's women. Well, if you agree to let me play with you for three days and three nights, I can spare your life today!"
"You are looking for death, I will kill you!" Han Yuyao was furious, and murderous intent immediately appeared in her beautiful eyes, which was extremely cold.
Immediately, she raised her jade hand, and an exquisite purple seal suddenly appeared. With a thought, the mighty power rushed into the seal like the Yangtze River.
This was the imperial weapon given to him by Chu Hao, the sky-covering thunder seal. Although Han Yuyao was filled with anger, she did not underestimate it and used the imperial weapon as soon as she took action.
Under the crazy urging, the sky-covering thunder seal floated into the sky, rising in the wind, and in an instant it seemed to transform into a thunder mountain, with electric snakes dancing wildly on it, thunder roaring, and the sound was extremely powerful, and it was crushing the dead and moving towards Cheng Fei.
The top of Longhu Mountain was shrouded by a mysterious magic circle, which reinforced the space here. At this time, Han Yuyao used his imperial soldiers and tried his best, but the space was not torn open.
Even so, her attack was extremely terrifying. As soon as she struck it, some people changed their views and felt that the battle between her and Cheng Fei was still a matter of debate.
"What a spunky girl, haha, she is exactly my type. I, Cheng Fei, like this kind of spunky woman. In this way, it will be more fulfilling to conquer her!" Cheng Fei's mouth was full of joking.
While speaking, he suddenly raised the Shura Sword in his hand. This was also an imperial weapon. With the body of his Shura Sword, few of his generation could compete with it.
Boo hoo hoo…
As Cheng Fei activated the Shura Blade body, he also swung down the Shura Blade in his hand. In an instant, thousands of swords were born in front of him. The cold light made people feel like they were dying.
The light of the sword was like that of a horse, making the space roar with a sharp sound. So many lights of the sword gathered together, and suddenly formed a mountain of swords, roaring and colliding towards Han Yuyao's sky-covering thunder seal.
Boom boom boom...
Not long after, a roaring sound could be heard, and the sky shook and the earth shook.
The sky and the earth completely turned into a sea of energy. Thunder and lightning were raging, swords were sharp, and they collided with each other. The aftermath was overwhelming and shocked all directions.
Thanks to the magic circle protecting and blocking the arena, otherwise, the aftermath would not be something an ordinary mage could bear.
Soon, the energy dissipated, and the purple lightning and black sword light disappeared without a trace. The two struck equally, and no one could do anything to the other.
Seeing this, Han Yuyao couldn't help but frown, and commanded the sky-covering thunder seal to attack again. She wanted to make this guy who spoke without restraint pay the price of death.
Not to be outdone, Cheng Fei used the Shura Sword to confront the enemy head-on, without losing the slightest advantage.
He said he was frivolous, but in fact he had already had murderous intentions. Being assigned to be the first one to appear on the stage shocked his self-esteem. He did not dare to blame the leader Tai Ding Zhenjun, so he had to vent all his anger on the enemy.
Rumble, rumble...
So, next, the arena roared continuously, energy shot out, and the momentum was extremely powerful.
After fighting for a long time without any results, Han Yuyao could not help but tighten her jade fist, becoming a little impatient.
As she was thinking, her little cherry mouth suddenly opened, and a ball as big as a dragon's eye suddenly spat out. This was not the golden elixir that Chu Hao had fed her to swallow before, but it was yin and yang in color.
The distinction between Jing and Wei is clear.
This is the result of her and Chu Hao's double cultivation in the Taoist temple in the past few days, the Yin and Yang Joy Pill.