"Okay, the Tianyi Holy Water Jue really lives up to its reputation, and then I will take the second form of mountain opening."
The ground collapsed with one kick, and Yu Yue's saber became more powerful, unusually domineering, he held the saber in his backhand, and slashed out with the saber.
Woo woo woo... The light of the knife is like lightning, sinking more than a thousand times, twenty steps away, and it will be there with one slash!
Nangong Yun didn't dare to underestimate Dao Guang's attack power, the water waves around his body soared several times, and the waves were turbulent, like a stream of water lying between Dao Guang and himself.
boom!
The water spray formed by the condensed zhenqi radiates in all directions, and the destructive power of each drop is astonishing, it can completely kill an ordinary mid-stage Condensed Realm warrior.
"The third form of opening a mountain!" Yu Yue was about to launch the third saber.
"Yu Yue, do you think you can suppress me? Water Wolf Ten Shadows Killer."
Nangong Yun didn't wait for the other party to draw a knife, and drew a full circle in front of him with his right arm, and the turbulent waves of true energy pierced through it, turning into wolves and rushing towards Yu Yue.
card wipe!
A wolf pounced on Yue's body, biting a gap in his body shield's true qi.
Yu Yue laughed, his body trembled, and the wolf that was condensed with true energy was shaken away, and the long knife in his hand did not slow down at all, one by one, he chopped on the head of the rushing wolf.
"Water Wolf Hundred Shadows Kill!"
The previous move was only a buffer for the latter move. With enough time, Nangong Yun exuded a domineering attitude different from his appearance, and his gentle face became stern. He drew circles with both hands at the same time, and the majestic water waves really The air was compressed into a ball and rushed out.
Aww, aww, aww... The half-human-sized water polo exploded fiercely, and dozens of wolves the size of calves rushed forward one after another, rushing towards Yu Yue crazily. The tragic aura made some young heroes with slightly lower cultivation levels shudder. Bai, whispered in his heart, if they were to face this move, there might not even be bones left.
Yu Yue's expression was incomparably dignified, the opponent was stronger than he had imagined, but he was not afraid at all as he was naturally wild and domineering, and after a roar, he fitted and rushed forward.
"The fourth form of opening a mountain!"
"Fifth Form of Mountain Opening!"
"Sixth Form of Kaishan!"
"The seventh form of opening a mountain!"
Swinging four knives in a row, the evil wolves formed by true energy dispersed violently, leaving only three or two big cats and kittens, but the situation was more dangerous than before. The evil spirit rushed up.
Boom!
The nearby ground swayed for a while, and the true energy of the water waves outside Nangong Yun's body continued to expand and deform, as if some peerless monster was about to be born and devour everything.
Can't wait any longer!
Yu Yue's scalp was numb, and he knew that if he waited any longer, he would be very unlucky. The surging and pure zhenqi condensed into his arms. Yu Yue raised his hands high, and the violent saber movement caused the air flow to be chaotic, forming a huge swirl.
"The eighth form of opening a mountain!"
With a slash, the airflow around Nangong Yu suddenly separated to the two sides, almost turning into substance, which shows how powerful the pressure of this slash is.
Nangong Yun's clothes fluttered around, and his hands twirled violently.
"Tiger Shark Break!"
Rumble!
Shui Bo Zhen Qi finally condensed successfully and turned into a 20-meter huge terrifying tiger shark. The tiger shark shook its head and tail, not only swallowed the knife light, but also swallowed Yu Yue.
Ouyang Ming gasped, how could this Nangong Yun be so powerful, except for the split at the beginning, he was almost crushing Yu Yue.
"True qi transforming into form, it's really powerful." Ye Chen also saw such a level of battle for the first time, and it really wasn't comparable to ordinary warriors at the peak of the late stage of Condensed Realm.
Boo!
The tail of the tiger shark exploded suddenly, and a saber light slashed on Nangong Yun's protective zhenqi involuntarily.
Nangong Yun's face turned pale, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, and he took more than ten steps back.
Then he looked towards Yu Yue.
At this moment, his seven orifices were oozing blood, and he finally broke the tiger shark with a hard blow, and stood there motionless, domineering and awe-inspiring.
"You are much better than half a year ago!" Nangong Yun said slowly.
Yu Yue grinned, "It's a pity that I lost to you..."
Before he finished speaking, Yu Yue spat out a mouthful of blood, his face pale golden.
Nangong Yun shook his head, "I'm already at the end of my rope, so it's a tie!"
"If you lose, you lose. Be who I am, Yu Yue, and work hard! I won't be defeated again next time."
It seemed that Yu Yue was seriously injured, and he staggered a little when he turned around and walked.
Nangong Yun smiled and returned to his seat.
"Your knife is three points too slow, otherwise you can break the true energy tiger shark!" When Yu Yue sat down, Lynch next to him suddenly said.
Yu Yue was startled, and took a deep look at Lynch.
The Great Elder of Beixue Mountain Villa showed a smile on his face. Although Yu Yue lost, at least he injured Nangong Yun, which was not too bad, and they still had an even more powerful Lin Qi who hadn't made a move.
Shi Potian was slightly surprised by Nangong Yun's strength, but he didn't care too much. He only wanted to defeat two people in this sparring performance. One was Luo Hanshan. Luo Hanshan used to be one of the four princes. Only by defeating him can he be justified Inheriting the title of son, otherwise it would not be too legitimate. He is very sure about this, and there is only one form. Of course, before that, he must first solve Ye Chen, destroy his half-step sword intent, and let him survive. Better to die.
It's a pity that it's not the time yet. If you can't wait to challenge, it's easy to make people think that he wants to avenge Cheng Jun and deliberately challenge Ye Chen. In this way, the other party can take the opportunity to refuse the challenge, and even excuse that the previous consumption was too high. He hasn't recovered yet, those watching the battle don't know why, and they will definitely stand by him one by one.
If he doesn't make a move, that's all. If he makes a move, the opponent will be unable to retreat.
snort!
"Let you be arrogant for a while longer!" Shi Potian tried his best to suppress his impulsive emotions.
The sparring performance can be described as a disciple exchange match between the major sects and major forces. It can not only make them feel the pressure, but also gain insights in the fierce battle. Prepare for breakthrough.
At this time, a sect disciple named Yuan Xuemei to challenge him. Everyone looked at him and saw that he was wearing yellow clothes with a black snake pattern on his sleeves.
It is the symbol of the Black Snake Sect, one of the four ninth-rank sects in Tianfeng Kingdom.
It turned out that this person was the chief disciple of the Black Snake Sect, and he knew that he had no chance of winning against the other disciples of the Great Sect. Only Yuan Xuemei was not well-known, and seemed to be easier to deal with. If he could defeat him, it would be great, after all, he could defeat a Being an outstanding disciple of the Great Sect is something that many people cannot do.
Yuan Xuemei smiled, she had long hoped that someone would challenge her, so as not to let others think she was a persimmon and squeeze it at will.
"Spring lingering!"
As soon as the sword came out, the delicate sword light was like a spring breeze, like raindrops, weakly blowing around the opponent's body-protecting true energy, stretching continuously, fluttering and falling.
Puff puff puff puff... This seemingly soft sword immediately released an astonishing power. The body protection zhenqi of the chief disciple of the Black Snake Sect was like tofu, riddled with holes and horrible.
Ye Chen raised her eyebrows. Yuan Xuemei must be using the Four Seasons Sword Art of Nan Luo Zong this time. It seems that after her cultivation has improved greatly, Nan Luo Zong also began to focus on training her, and taught her the Four Seasons Sword Art as an exception, instead of the previous one. The sword technique of Four Seasons Rain.
After dozens of moves, the chief disciple of the Black Snake Sect didn't even touch the corner of Yuan Xuemei's clothes, but he was so embarrassed that he had to admit defeat.
The Baohua Square, which was bursting with discussions, fell silent, and everyone saw Ouyang Ming, the second core disciple of the Ziyang Sect, walk onto the stage.
"It's Ouyang Ming, and he's at the level of a quasi-prince."
"Who is he going to challenge? Could it be Liu Wuxiang from Emerald Valley, or Shi Potian."
"How is it possible? The Ziyang Sect has gotten very close to the Emerald Valley in recent years, and the disciples of the sect often get together. It is unlikely that they will learn from each other. I think he is going to challenge Luo Hanshan of the Liuyun Sect, Mr. Hanshan."
"Uh, why didn't I think of this. Although Luo Hanshan's current strength is not strong, his reputation is still there. If he is not defeated, the title of son will not be taken away by others."
Hearing the discussions around him, Ouyang Ming looked at Luo Hanshan with a sneer, "Luo Hanshan, let's contribute your son's title today! How can you be convincing if you always occupy yourself."
Luo Hanshan walked forward with a blank expression, and said: "The title of son is not a big deal to me, but if you want to take it away, you have to ask me if I am willing."
"Haha, do you think it's still two years ago? With your strength, you are no longer worthy of the title of son. It's time for someone with strength to take over." Ouyang Ming said with a disdainful smile.
"Since you are so confident, come and grab it, I'm afraid there will be unacceptable results for you."
Luo Hanshan stood thirty steps in front of Ouyang Ming. He was dressed in blue and unarmed. He looked plain, neither humble nor overbearing, like a mountain that had weathered wind and rain, calmly facing everything.
Ye Chen said to Xu Jing: "It seems that Senior Brother Luo is hiding something very deep!"
Xu Jing said, "Did you see it?"
"It's just intuition, but although I don't like Ouyang Ming, his aura is indeed very strong, and I'm afraid it will be a hard fight." Ye Chen scanned the aura of the two with his soul power and noticed the completely opposite artistic conception. Luo Han Mountain is a quiet mountain, a reef in the sea, so Ouyang Ming is a violent volcano, which will erupt at any time and burn everything.
"If I can catch this kick without retreating, I am qualified to let me go all out." Ouyang Ming floated up lightly, giving people a very gentle feeling, but as he kicked out, that feeling was completely Changed, this leg erupted like a volcano, with thunderbolts and floods, the violent momentum made people think that a natural disaster was coming, and they were frightened and uneasy.
"It's just a leg, I'll take it!"
Luo Hanshan's pupils suddenly changed color, strong purple light gushed out, and a bridge-like purple aura appeared behind him, extending into the void behind him, as if trying to attract something terrible to bless him.
"The ninth level of Ziji Gong's purple energy is coming from the east!"
The Great Elder stared wide-eyed and said word by word.
Hearing that, Ye Chen was thoughtful, Ziji Kung Fu is the most miraculous kind of low-level kung fu in the Liuyun Sect. The eighth level is Zimou Bingxin, and the ninth level is Ziqi Donglai, reaching the ninth level. Heavy, there will be purple air in the void that will be introduced into the body to increase the combat power. It is said that when one reaches the peak of the ninth level of Ziji Gong, a lotus flower of purple air will be drawn, and the lotus will protect the body, and the defense power will increase several times.