On the stage, Nangong Xiong shouted loudly, his body shone with golden light, and a golden sword continued to extend from his fingertips at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Look, look, look, that's the Eight Transformations of the Golden Shield inherited from the Nangong family of Xuanye Kingdom. Unexpectedly, he has practiced the fourth transformation to become a sword at a young age. He is worthy of being the proud son of the younger generation." I don't know who it is.
Who saw the technique used by Nangong Xiong, screamed in surprise, and kept cheering.
The people behind Nangong Li also continued to echo, praising Nangong Xiong's youth and potential. Only Qi Ling and others looked at the stage with solemn faces, worried about Mo Han.
The exercises practiced by monks are roughly divided into four levels: heaven, earth, black and yellow. Heaven level is the best and yellow level is the worst. There is also an ancient exercise method, which is superior to the heaven level. The ancient exercises are extremely powerful and extremely difficult to practice, and most of them are
Incomplete, many powerful monks can only practice some of these moves as their trump card.
In this barren continent of dead leaves, most people practice yellow-level exercises. Occasionally, getting a yellow-level high-grade exercise can make you so excited that you can't sleep for days and nights. However, the only exercises for Xuan-level and above are
Several major forces and major families have one or two types, and only direct descendants can practice.
The Eight Transformations of the Golden Shield, a mid-level Xuan-level skill, were obtained by the ancestors of the Nangong family in the cave of a powerful monk. Since then, it has laid the foundation for the rise of the Nangong family in the Xuanye Kingdom, and it is also the capital of the Nangong family to stand out from the rest.
There are eight changes in the golden shield, which are: infinite strength, copper skin and iron bones, invulnerability, turning fingers into swords, Xuanwu first appears, Xuanwu spits water, black snake revives, Wushishi snake emerges. The ancestors of the Nangong family are still alive today
Nangong Guo, who was in the early stage of spiritual cultivation, had only reached the sixth transformation of Black Tortoise Spitting Water. Nangong Xiong used his cultivation in the later stage of foundation building to develop his fingers into swords, which shows that his talent is not low.
Yin Tianyou was shocked when he saw Nangong Xiong using the Eight Transformations of the Golden Shield. Knowing that Mo Han should not be underestimated, he also used Yin Mo Si, the inherited skill of the Xuanye Kingdom royal family.
I saw a sudden wind blowing around Yin Tianyou, and black threads appeared inexplicably, intertwining with each other in front of Yin Tianyou, and gradually took shape.
In a short while, something that looked like a human but not a human was condensed by Yin Tianyou.
"If Ju Yin can truly transform into a human form, maybe Xiong'er won't be his opponent. It's a pity that Yin Tianyou has been naughty, extravagant and arrogant since he was a child, and never takes cultivation seriously. It's really a waste of his Xuan-level low-level skills.
What a talent." Nangong Li squinted at the things in front of Yin Tianyou that were condensed with yin energy, and said in an inaudible voice.
"Yes, the Yin Demon, it is actually the Yin Demon!" There was no previous praise for Nangong Xiong's Eight Transformations of the Golden Shield, nor was there envy. Instead, there was endless fear. Since the reign of the Yin family, the royal family of the Xuanye Kingdom, they have committed countless murders.
Strong methods have suppressed resistance time and time again, and the Yin Demon is their most conspicuous symbol.
"Go to hell!" Nangong Xiong and Yin Tianyou looked at each other, shouted at the same time, and rushed towards where Mo Han was.
"Wake up, wake up, they are all rushing over, why are you still standing?" Wei Su, the little fat man, looked at Mo Han's empty eyes and kept mumbling, as if expecting Mo Han to hear it.
His cry awakened him from the illusion.
The primary fifth-level formation on Sha Yuwei's fingertips was spinning faster and faster without knowing it, and a thin layer of sweat seeped out from her face.
"I'm going to kill you, refine you into my demon, enslave you every day, and make you live in this world worse than death, and watch helplessly as your relatives, your friends, everything about you is destroyed by me.
In the hand." Yin Tianyou was carried away by anger, his dark eyes were filled with terrifying bloodshot eyes, and he rushed over with the unformed Yin Demon.
Nangong Xiong and Yin Tianyou were getting closer and closer to Mo Han, but Mo Han's empty eyes still showed no sign of recovery. At this moment, the killing blade raised above his head seemed to have lost the blood it represented. The light gradually converged.
, revealing its sharp blade.
Pat. The primary fifth-level formation on Sha Yuwei's fingertips suddenly fell to the ground, and her figure rushed out.
"Dean Sha, we have spoken before. In this competition, life and death are determined by fate and wealth. No one is allowed to interfere until the result is obtained. If Dean Sha must do it forcefully, then I will stand up and stop Sha Yuan even if I have no choice but to do so."
Longer." When Mo Han was about to use the Killing Blade to decide the outcome, Nangong Li had expected this scene.
Mo Han's cultivation in the early stage of foundation building is simply not enough to control the killing blade, and there will definitely be a backlash. Moreover, it has not been long since Mo Han last used the killing blade. No matter what secret method Mo Han uses, there will be side effects. So Nangong Li
He had been staring at Sha Yuwei from the beginning. As soon as Sha Yuwei stood up, he stepped forward to stop her without hesitation.
In Nangong Li's view, both Yin Tianyou and Nangong Xiong used their strongest moves, and were less than five steps away from Mo Han. The killing blade had restrained all its light and was not activated. Even if Mo Han woke up, it would be of no avail.
, will be buried here. He doesn't even need to take action, just use words to delay Sha Yuwei for a few breaths, which is enough for Mo Han to die several times.
The atmosphere that had finally calmed down became tense again due to the conflict between the leaders of the two sides. Qi Ling, Wei and Su were even more eager to give it a try, and quietly sneaked to the vicinity of the ring while others were not paying attention.
"Hey, life and death are determined by fate and wealth. I wanted to save your son's life, but it seems there is no hope. If Nangong Xiong is to blame, I can blame your blind father." Sha Yuwei suddenly sighed and raised a hand with one hand.
With this move, Qi Ling, Wei and Su were pulled back to their original position and walked towards their own camp.
Before Nangong Li could realize what Sha Yuwei meant, he heard an indifferent voice from above the ring: "Are you two ready to seek death? Remember to tell the Lord of Hell that my name is Bian'an, and I will save people in one life and last forever.
Perish."
The blood-red light on Mo Han's body has almost disappeared, and his empty eyes seem to have traveled through the long years, stepped on the long river of history, and found his soul from a distant place: "Death fell into hell."
Sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently. Mo Han's voice at this time was very soft, so light that it made people feel like he was floating in the sky, just like his thin figure.
The blood-red light and aura completely disappeared, and the world returned to its original clarity. Through the defensive formation of the arena, every move of Mo Han and the others could be clearly seen, and even their hair was visible.
Mo Han's raised hands gently grasped the killing blade in mid-air, and dragged it forward with difficulty. It was as if what Mo Han was holding was not a killing blade, but the weight of two lives.
As Mo Han moved his hands, the sharp killing blade burst out with dazzling light again. This time it was not blood red with a fishy smell, but white that symbolized purity.
"You, you, don't come over." Looking at the slow-moving killing blade, Yin Tianyou felt his soul tremble, and the previous fierceness and ferocity were swept away. The unformed Yin Demon collapsed in the dazzling white light and was purified.
's clean.
Nangong Xiong's face was full of bitterness, and he suddenly woke up when he heard Sha Yuwei sigh. Unfortunately, he woke up too late, the killing blade had already locked him, and as long as he moved even slightly, it would lead to disaster.
"I won't give in, I won't accept it. I am the proud son of the Nangong family, and I will never be allowed to die here." Nangong Xiong shouted loudly, and the blood in his body bulged, and an aura belonging to the golden elixir burst out from his body. Golden Shield Eight
The transformation also changes from the fourth transformation, which refers to sword explosion, to the fifth transformation, where Xuanwu first appears.
"What? The cultivation level of the Golden Core Stage? This grandson made a breakthrough in the battle!" Qi Lingweisu, who had just relaxed, opened his eyes wide with disbelief on his face.
Sha Yuwei shook her head disdainfully, with no meaning in her eyes, "There is no breakthrough. He used secret methods to overdraw his vitality in exchange for a short burst of cultivation in an attempt to escape this disaster. Unfortunately, everything was in vain.
That’s all.”
"It's over!"
A cold voice came out of Mo Han's mouth, and a dazzling light rushed out from the killing blade, slashing towards Yin Tianyou and Nangong Xiong.