"This is too scary! With the same method and the same tricks, no one can resist his finger!"
"On the holy war stage, there has never been anyone who has won five consecutive victories so easily!"
"Who is this young man? Why is he so powerful?"
"Now I kind of understand why even Yang Ku is his younger brother."
Amid the various exclamations, some female cultivators also cast burning glances at the young man on the stage.
"Wow... that young man is so handsome. Every move he makes is so charming. It would be great if I could get to know him. Maybe something can happen in the future."
A girl in white said shyly.
The girl in red beside her sighed: "Please stop talking now. Didn't you see that Feng Piaoxue and Song Qingmei have entangled him a long time ago? How can we compare with others?"
Feng, the two daughters of the Song Dynasty, one is the daughter of the sect master, and the other is the son of the Emperor Shendangongdan. These are the most beautiful and proud women in the entire world of the Great Sage. They have a transcendent status and are extremely beautiful. Ordinary women must never be able to do so.
Compared with them.
Amid the noisy crowds, the five-story building bordering the stands on the east side of the Jihad Platform seemed much quieter.
This is the Holy War Palace, the center that hosts the battles on the Holy War Platform.
In a living room on the second floor, Master He Qinghu was sitting on a black wooden chair, looking meaningfully at Sun Ning, who had easily won five consecutive victories on the stage, with a hint of amazement in his eyes.
Behind him, stood a young man with empty eyes and pale face, exuding an extremely uncomfortable aura, and he was clearly a Taoist master.
"Xiaoba, have you seen that person on the field?" He Qinghu said calmly.
Li Ba raised his eyelids, but his eyes were still empty. His voice was cold and unpleasant, reminiscent of the harsh sound of a blunt instrument scratching across a stone slab: "Father, I saw it."
Eleven years ago, He Qinghu rescued Li Ba, who was seriously injured and lost all his memory, and adopted him as his adopted son. Over the years, Li Ba helped him do many shady things.
"Destroy him. It's best if you can capture him alive. If that doesn't work, kill him and get everything he has on him."
He Qinghu gave the instructions slowly and leisurely, his slightly narrowed eyes flashing with greed.
He didn't want to use the chess piece Li Ba. But when he asked to see President Akagi just now, he was told that the owner of the cutting room had already met with him in advance. He Qinghu realized that the situation was urgent and took out this trump card without hesitation.
Li Ba's eyes moved and he said: "Yes!"
The next moment, his figure had disappeared from the hall and appeared on the holy war platform like a ghost, only ten feet away from Sun Ning.
He Qinghu nodded with satisfaction and murmured: "I want to see what secrets this kid has. How can he know it? There are so many secrets that even I don't know."
"Rogue cultivator Li Ba, please give me some tips!"
Li Ba's eyes were empty and his voice was cold.
The ten seconds after he reported his home were not only preparations for the fight between the two parties, but also the time for the deacons of the Holy War Palace to review his personal information and qualifications.
Sun Ning's expression remained unchanged and he waited in silence.
But his mental power is so strong, he casually swept the place where Li Bafang came out, and he knew that He Qinghu had started to take action.
A cold murderous intention arose in his heart.
"The sixth challenger turns out to be a Xuanmen master! It's too fast. In ordinary battles, it won't be until at least the eighth battle before a Xuanmen warrior appears on the stage to challenge."
"Who is this person? Why have I never seen him before? But he is very strong, much stronger than Zhu Yunyi."
There was a lot of discussion in the stands, and the wind and snow in the box were blowing. The moment they saw Li Ba on stage, his pretty face turned pale and he lost his voice: "How could it be Li Ba!"
Yang Ku frowned and said, "Do you recognize this person?"
Feng Piaoxue said: "Li Ba is the adopted son of Master He. His methods are very tyrannical. His Shura sword was trained in the blood sea of the corpse mountain. He can be said to have climbed out of the pile of dead people. Although he has only reached the first Xuanmen,
But I don’t know how many third Xuanmen warriors I have defeated..."
When Li Ba came on stage, Feng Piaoxue knew that He Qinghu acted familiar and close to him on the surface, but secretly held a grudge against Sun Ning, so he couldn't wait to take action on the jihad platform.
Just after ten seconds, Li Ba snorted coldly, and a red long sword appeared in his hand. With the slight movement of his magic power, a rich bloody smell filled the surroundings of the holy war platform.
The reason why Xuanmen masters are powerful is that they have undergone transformation like breaking out of a cocoon and turning into a butterfly. It can be said that the living body has evolved and can already activate and use mysterious and mysterious magic powers. Relatively speaking, the speed of the physical body can cross and tear through the sound barrier.
, are not as reborn as the former.
This bloody aura was not only the powerful aura released by Li Ba's martial arts cultivation, but also the invisibly turning the surrounding area into a 'quasi-domain' that was infinitely beneficial and close to him after he activated his magic power.
Sun Ning frowned.
After the sixth battle, he finally found an opponent who could attract his attention.
Of course, it's just attention.
When he was still at the peak of the Divine Sea, he could defeat warriors below the Fourth Mysterious Sect. Now that he has once again achieved the unity of heaven and man, surpassing the golden core, his progress in cultivation can be said to be a thousand miles.
If he can't easily defeat any Xuanmen, wouldn't it mean that he has been blinded by the four times of the unity of heaven and man, and the various powerful magical powers he has cultivated?
But others don't think so.
"That kid is probably going to die. This Li Ba is really awesome!"
"This person carries a strong aura of death, and he has killed countless people. This kind of person can defeat opponents of the same level, relying on his momentum to crush them, not to mention that the opponent is so much weaker than him.
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"It's a joke that that kid wants to win ten consecutive games. It seems that five consecutive victories is the best destination for him."
The moment Li Ba unleashed his bloody momentum, countless people in the stands were frightened, and countless people lost their voices. While they had a deep understanding of Li Ba's horror, they began to look down on Sun Ning in an all-round way.
"If you can take my sword and not die..."
Li Baleng said quietly, and only halfway through his words, the blood-colored sword in his hand was thrust into the air, and a red sword energy was released like a beam of light rising into the sky.
After one o'clock, Li Ba's sword power was fully launched.
His long sword seemed to suddenly come to life, and like a winding snake, it quickly penetrated, pierced, teased, cut, and whittled. The red sword energy turned into red blood clouds in the force of his sword. From the beginning,
From less than one foot, it turned into several feet in less than a brief second.
This Li Ba is cautious and cunning. He is much better than Sun Ning in terms of cultivation, but he is not careless at all. Instead, he deliberately says a sentence that has no beginning and no end. The opponent only needs to be distracted for a while to wait for his attack.
In the second half of the sentence, he will get an excellent opportunity to make a move.
In an instant, the Li Bajian style was completed.
A huge blood cloud with a width of five feet rolled towards Sun Ning. Among them were three ferocious Yaksha Shura, howling and roaring, trying to devour people's souls, and they pounced on him ferociously.
This Shura Sword Style does not seem to be very fast, but it is like a realm, making it difficult for people to escape. Every time you get closer, the pressure becomes greater.
Everyone saw that the young man had not moved at all. He just looked at the Shura Sword Styles that were constantly crushing him. He seemed to be sluggish. If his expression hadn't been so calm, everyone would have thought that this boy was already doing something serious.
Ba was stunned by the sword.
"They're just evil heretics!"
At this moment, I heard him sigh softly, and with a gentle tap of his fair and slender yet somewhat broad palm, it was like the Buddha descending the Five Fingers Mountain with one palm.
The next moment, everyone was stunned to see that his attack changed from a slash with two fingers together to a light slap with raised palm, but the power was even more powerful!
A huge golden palm shimmered with golden light, and its entire body was as unshakable as if it were made of copper and iron. Even the hand lines on the palm were clearly visible. Slowly, following his tapping gesture, it moved straight up. (To be continued.)