Lou Fengcheng's injured body fell from the sky. Under the influence of Fang Cun Shu, although his face was still expressionless, his body's instinct still made him cough up a few mouthfuls of blood.
[My Butian Caiyun Yi is a third-level robe. Even the third-level Yimu Divine Thunder can block it. Why can't it block the sword light he just made? 】
Since Chen Mobai has never displayed the Qingyan Sword Demon, there is no such information in Lou Fengcheng's database. He still regarded the bright blue light just now as a sword light, but the power was increased to three.
It's just a level of hierarchy.
But even a powerful sword light shouldn’t be able to penetrate this third-level robe of mine so easily!?
[Fortunately, he avoided the vital points of my body, and the injury was not serious. I can still maintain my peak condition with the help of Fang Cun Shu's power...]
Lou Fengcheng stretched out his hand to cover the blood hole on his right shoulder. The colorful light flashed in his palm. He was about to stop the bleeding first, and then used Fang Cun Shu to forcefully control his body to stimulate his potential for the final test.
A snort!
The palm he had just covered his shoulder was suddenly pierced by a ray of bright blue light.
Lou Feng was in the state of writing a square inch book, his face and eyes unchanged.
He raised his palm, and that wisp of bright blue light burned like a flame at the wound, turning into streams of blazing heat along the blood vessels throughout his body, making his whole body tremble.
In an instant, the blood all over my body was boiling!
Among the sudden sounds.
A clear fire ignited on Lou Fengcheng's shoulders and palms, as if the inside of his body were burning, his flesh and blood turned into fuel, and the heat of the flames began to burst out through the wounds.
Fang Cun Shu, who originally suppressed various negative states such as physical weakness, pain, burning, etc., was suddenly relieved automatically at this time.
Chen Mobai's three-dimensional golden line figure in Lou Fengcheng's left eye suddenly collapsed. His face was instantly distorted, his eyes were painful and he collapsed on the lake. He opened his mouth and drank from the lake like a dragon sucking water.
"Oh, is Fang Cun Shu quite smart? Did he realize that you will die if you continue to maintain your 'perfect' state?"
This was Chen Mobai's first time using the sword evil spirit against an enemy in real life, and Lou Fengcheng was the first sample to be hit by the Qing Yan sword evil spirit.
Looking at it now, the power of this sword evil was much more powerful than he imagined.
The third-level Butian Caiyunyi was pierced because of the "scorching" and "armor-cutting" effects of the Qingyan Sword Demon, coupled with a concentrated attack, so it appeared extremely fragile.
After the sword evil entered his body, Lou Fengcheng felt that his injuries were not serious at first, but under the continuous "blood burning" and "scorching" effects, he immediately felt that his blood began to boil.
If Fang Cun Shu was indeed extraordinary and lost his flawless state at the critical moment, I am afraid that Lou Fengcheng would have stopped fighting only after his internal organs were cooked and his vitality was exhausted.
"This is... a sword evil spirit!?"
On the platform of the Star Gazing Academy, Ding Chunzhi, who had been paddling, couldn't help being shocked at this time and blurted out.
Hearing his words, the hundreds of foundation-building cultivators who were still shocked by the power of Chen Mobai's sword light were all dumbfounded and looked at the handsome young man standing in the center of the lake with disbelief.
Over at Chunyang Academy, the chief of this term had a dull face. He stiffly turned his head to look at Xiahou Weihuan, whose face was ashen.
He was the first person present to recognize Jian Sha.
But he didn't want to admit that besides him, there was actually a second foundation-building cultivator who had become a sword demon.
"This is impossible!"
Pei Qingshuang, who has always been confident in herself and looked confident, shook her head, her eyes filled with disbelief.
No one knows better than her the difficulty of condensing the sword.
Not to mention the energy of the Earthly Evil, just to hone one's sword light to the pinnacle, one needs to be endowed with spirituality, and one's spiritual consciousness and physical body must also be able to withstand the counterattack force of the sword evil. This is not a sword in the foundation-building realm at all.
Fix what you can do.
Pei Qingshuang can do three of these things, but her physical body is not strong enough to withstand the sword evil entering her body.
After all, Jian Sha has a third-level power. Although she is also a genius and has no shortage of resources, she is still unable to master the third-level body-building method in the foundation-building realm.
On the platform of Jumang Taoist Temple, after Wenren Xuewei confirmed that it was Jiansha, she had an inexplicable look in her beautiful eyes.
[If he uses this sword when dealing with me, will I be able to bear the pain of burning my body and boiling my blood?]
Although Wenren Xuewei is confident that she can ignore the destructive power of this sword with the help of the power of Changchun Kung Fu, she knows that the strength of her spiritual consciousness is limited. If the pain of multiple physical injuries exceeds the limit of what she can bear, it will also
It's possible to pass out.
[If I really activate the power of the Great Chun Tree...]
Wenren Xuewei mentally simulated the scene of fighting Chen Mobai who was using his sword to fight with all his strength, and found that it was fortunate that she had reconciled in advance yesterday, otherwise, both sides might really suffer.
Even if she could borrow the power of the big chun tree to suppress the power of the sword, her consciousness would definitely exceed the limit and fall into coma on the spot.
But she didn't know that Chen Mobai was actually more than just a sword evil spirit.
After Fang Cun Shu stopped functioning, Lou Fengcheng regained his sanity and drank a layer of lake water. Although the burning in his body was somewhat relieved, the terrible burning that made his life feel like it was burning made him weak and weak.
"doctor!"
Seeing Lou Fengcheng's haggard appearance and his skin starting to become dry and cracked, the foundation-building cultivators of Butian Taoist Temple couldn't bear it anymore. Two of them fell from their platform on the spot, jumping while jumping towards him.
People from the Imperial Medical Palace shouted and waved.
"The discussion is not over yet. According to the rules, we cannot interfere."
But although the two people from the Taiyi Medical Palace stood on the edge of the platform, they looked hesitant. They glanced at Chen Mobai and said something that made the Butian Taoist Temple's foundation-building cultivator skip, but they were helpless.
"I... admit... defeat..."
There was a strict hierarchy in Butian Taoist Temple, and Lou Fengcheng knew that the two juniors did not dare to admit defeat on his behalf. However, after regaining his sense, he no longer insisted on his dignity, and raised his hands with the last bit of strength to admit defeat.
When the two students from the Imperial Medical Palace heard this, they immediately heaved a sigh of relief and landed next to Lou Fengcheng. After quickly checking the situation, they could only awkwardly ask Chen Mobai for help.
"Chief Chen, you need to absorb the power of this sword so that we can rescue you."
Chen Mobai nodded lightly when he heard the words, and held the five fingers of his right hand emptyly. Wisps of clear and reddish firelight spilled out from the bloody wound on Lou Fengcheng's shoulder, as if lines of fire condensed into his palm.
Traces of scarlet blood mist were evaporated on the lake surface as the sword evil spirit returned, and the sword pills that finally gathered together became as pure as green jade, blooming with a bright blue light.
Then, with everyone's expressions as if they had seen a ghost, Chen Mobai opened his mouth and swallowed the sword pill in one gulp!
[The winner of this battle is actually a third-level physical practitioner!?]
As we all know, Jiansha is a third-level power, and it is also the most advanced sword cultivation method for offensive power. If you want to use your body to withstand the cultivation, you must at least be in the third-level body forging realm.
"No, his physical body is not that powerful. Compared with his lightning skills and swordsmanship, it can even be said to be weak."
Lu Qiulong, who had fought against Chen Mobai, slowly shook his head and gave a definite answer.
"It is a spiritual body that is perfectly adapted to the power of the Sword Demon! It should be a 'Fire Spirit Body'. With this kind of physique, the power of the Sword Demon will no longer be a burden, and will in turn nourish the Fire Spirit Body, and the Fire Spirit Body
After it becomes strong, it can also nourish the evil spirit of the sword, making it even more powerful."
The person who said this was a seventh-level foundation builder led by Wu Lei Academy this time.
As an academy among the Immortal Sect that is best at physical training and famous for its specialty in physical training, they have the most profound research on various spiritual bodies.
As soon as I saw Chen Mobai swallowing the sword with his face as usual, and even a little rosy, as if he was replenishing his vitality, after thinking for a moment, he came to the most correct conclusion.
"Chief Chen, there is no need to fight in my duel with you tomorrow. I am not your opponent. I will admit defeat now."
Just when Chen Mobai was about to turn around and leave, Tao Mingqing's voice suddenly sounded. The genius of Taiyuan Academy smiled bitterly and stood on the platform and cupped his hands at him, expressing his resignation.
"Oh, it's a rare opportunity to compete with me. After all, it's not life-threatening. Do you really want to give up?"
Chen Mobai did not expect that when he used his sword, he not only defeated the flawless Lou Fengcheng, but also made Tao Mingqing voluntarily admit defeat.
Although it is not bad to defeat the enemy without fighting, he plans to use the next few opponents to hone his practical application of the sword. If Tao Mingqing can be ranked above Lou Fengcheng, he must be a good opponent.
"I practice Five Elements Kung Fu, but I only have a deep foundation. In terms of actual combat, I am not even as good as your previous two opponents."
"Originally, I thought that I could rely on the comprehensive five-element spells to support me for a while, and it would be a way to show face to Taiyuan Academy. However, as soon as your sword came out, I thought about all the spells I had practiced, and I couldn't find any.
Can be stopped."
"Since we are all losing anyway, why should I end up suffering more? I might as well give up in advance."
Tao Mingqing said helplessly, if he could fight or even see a glimmer of hope, he would not be willing to admit defeat in such a situation.
But the problem is, that is a sword evil spirit!
And it obviously has the power to break armor. Although he also borrowed a third-level magic weapon, he is not confident that he can block the sword.
Even if it is blocked, wouldn't it be even worse if the magic weapon is damaged by the sword attack?
Even if it is repaired, I will probably be scolded by the school if I return it.
"In that case, I accept your surrender."
Tao Mingqing had said this. Chen Mobai couldn't force him to step down, so he could only nod with regret.
To be honest, he really wanted to try the Five Elements Kung Fu in the foundation-building realm.
Tao Mingqing was able to be ranked fifth on the foundation list for this technique, which shows that he has profound attainments in this technique. He probably got the true inheritance from his idol, Master Qingping.
However, it seems that temperament has also been passed down. When he saw that he couldn't beat him, he was completely shameless and gave up immediately.
Chen Mobai looked at Kunpeng Taoist Academy again.
After Tao Mingqing admitted defeat, his next opponent was Qi Huanzhi.
Should we fight or admit defeat?
Everyone followed Chen Mobai and looked over. Qi Huanzhi stood on the platform, thinking calmly for a moment, and finally sighed and shook his head.
Facing the power of the sword demon, although he was confident that he could block one or two, the key point was that his large light shield was restrained by Chen Mobai's fire attribute sword demon in terms of attributes.
To resist the third-level Yimu Divine Thunder, you must use the Great Light Shield.
But in the past few days, they had been present in every fight that Chen Mobai had, and they knew that his use of thunder and sword techniques was extremely proficient, as if he had been practicing for thousands of times, and there was no hindrance in the transitions, and they were as smooth as silk.
If Chen Mobai suddenly opens his mouth and spits out the Qingyan Sword Evil when using the Great Light Shield to resist the Yimu Divine Thunder, even if he can rely on the mysterious power of the Six Imperial Sutra Mingbu to resist one or two, he will still be unable to escape in the end.
Type words.
Moreover, the great light shield that I have practiced for a long time and already has emotions will most likely be damaged a lot by the raging sword evil.
After thinking about all the situations, Qi Huanzhi wanted to fight Chen Mobai and try to see how terrifying this fighting spirit was in a direct confrontation, but in the end he chose to give up.
It's just a competition. If you lose, you lose. At worst, you will give up the number one position in the Taoist Academy.
Anyway, it’s Taoist school that loses to Taoist school, there’s no shame in that.
The reason why he chose to join forces with Lou Fengcheng and the others before was because Qi Huanzhi could still see the possibility of defeating Chen Mobai. He thought that if he used all his strength and the Six Imperial Jing Mingbu increased the light shield, there might not be no hope of victory.
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This is the third-level power of sword cultivator!
He had the same idea as Tao Mingqing, there was no need to put himself to the test for Xia Hou Weihuan.
"I'm no match either."
As soon as Qi Huanzhi said this, although most people had expected this, when they actually heard it, they still looked shocked.
"But I still want to fight you once. After this time, if you are free, how about inviting me to have a private fight in Xiaochitian?"
Just after Chen Mobai accepted Qi Huanzhi's resignation with a slightly empty face, the latter suddenly said something else.
Hearing this, Bian Jingchun looked at Qi Huanzhi with pity.
"Can."
If Xiao Chitian had no scruples, Qi Huanzhi would have no chance of winning. However, since he had given him enough face, Chen Mobai thought that he had received a lot of kindness from Lan Haitian, so he nodded in agreement.
"I won't admit defeat, kid, don't think you're the only one who has become a swordsman!"
As soon as Chen Mobai's eyes looked at Chunyang Academy, Xiahou Weihuan had already spoken with a sneer.
At the same time, a flash of orange-red light flickered in his eyes, and a breathtaking edge and heat spread out, making everyone on the platform dare not stand and retreated one after another.
Sword evil!
Xiahou Weihuan is truly worthy of being the genius of Chunyang Academy next to Nangong Xuanyu in the past three hundred years, and he has actually become a swordsman.
"Oh, you became the Yuanyang Sword Demon!"
Chen Mobai couldn't help but be slightly surprised when he saw the familiar orange-red color in Xiahou Weihuan's eyes.
"Your sword evil should be the Qingyang sword evil. The Qingyang sword art is a low-level sword art evolved from the Yuanyang sword art. I will let you know that in front of my Chunyang authentic sword art, you
The sword evil will be so fragile."
Xiahou Weihuan's confident words made Chen Mobai look strange.
He couldn't help but lower his head and touch the yellow gourd on his waist.
