"Ice Sky Crack!"
The Ice Crack Fist is a top-level boxing technique at the earth level. There are fourteen moves in total. The last three moves are extremely difficult to practice. So far, Bingling can barely perform the third last move, the Ice Crystal Fist. It's not a killer move, but it's more powerful than Glacier Crack, second only to the three big killer moves.
Pooh!
The moon-like ice knife floated in front of Bingling, and after a slight pause, it flew out with the force to split the void, because the speed was too fast and the temperature was too low, it actually pulled out white ice threads in the air, Gorgeous and dangerous.
Murong Qingcheng didn't dare to underestimate the ice skates, she stretched out both hands, grasped it from the air, and the heavenly magic force field burst out.
Creak creak... The speed of the ice blade suddenly slowed down, and its appearance was slightly distorted.
"broken!"
When Murong Qingcheng saw Bingling move again, she frowned, the true qi of the Heavenly Demon disappeared like water, and turned into an invisible and substanceless force field of Heavenly Demon.
With a sound of bumping, ice shards were thrown all over the sky, and at this time, Bing Ling had already prepared a new trick, which was the Bing Ling Destroying Art that had been used on Ye Chen.
The crystal ice puck spins faster and shoots towards Murong Qingcheng, the castration is as fast as lightning.
"Tianmo Mahamudra, annihilate!"
Although Murong Qingcheng has never personally experienced the horror of the Bingling Destroyer Art, she can tell from the duel between Bingling and Ye Chen that this is definitely not an ordinary trick, it is a killer move, the powerful blasting power is heavenly The magic field can prevent it, but it cannot prevent the terrible low temperature. Before she could think about it, she immediately revoked the Heavenly Magic Force Field, pouring her whole body's true energy into her right arm, and her slender palm struck the void with an aura as deep as the sea.
boom!
In front of his palm, all the ice crystals within a range of hundreds of meters were suspended and turned into nothingness, while the ice ball seemed to be stuck in the mud, its speed slowed down to an appalling level, and then it exploded with a bang, completely annihilation.
If it was in the past, after Murong Qingcheng used this move, he would consume too much zhenqi and his combat power would drop sharply. However, since the Heavenly Demon Dafa has been upgraded to the tenth level, the celestial demon big handprint can be easily used, and the zhenqi consumed at one time is only the true qi 10% of the total.
"Heavenly Demon Mahamudra, Heavenly Rebuke!"
Before the right palm was retracted, Murong Qingcheng's left hand struck out.
An astonishing scene happened, Bing Ling seemed to be repelled by this space, she jumped out uncontrollably, blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.
The figure turned several times in the air, Bingling landed on the ground smoothly, and said: "The Heavenly Demon Dafa really deserves its reputation, I lost."
The Flying Demon Sect has two unique skills, one is the Heavenly Demon Art and the other is the Heavenly Demon Dafa. The Tongtian Demon Art is good at seeing through weaknesses and can kill with one hit. The Heavenly Demon Dafa is the main attack technique. It contains the supporting martial art Tianmo Mahamudra, which belongs to the most superior existence among the top-level martial arts in Nanzhuoyu, and it is extremely difficult to cultivate.
Although Bingling's Ice Cracking Fist is powerful, but the Heavenly Demon Dafa is its nemesis, and it is impossible to get close to it. Under the ups and downs, naturally Murong Qingcheng can't help it.
"Concession." Murong Qingcheng cupped her fists.
As the two left the stage, the crowd in the auditorium continued unabated. Four of the top ten seeded players had already been removed, and there were still six players to play in this round, and five of these six were extremely popular existences, such as Sikong Sheng, Yan Chihuo, Li Daoxuan, Lin Yun, and Ye Chen, as for Mo Yan, because they lost to Tuobaku, their popularity has been greatly reduced, and they are slightly inferior among the young giants.
"Fifteenth match, Li Daoxuan vs Yan Chihuo."
hum!
There was a moment of silence on the martial arts arena, and then an astonishing sound burst out.
Yan Chihuo ranked second in the last Qianlong list. He is the number one swordsman of the younger generation in Nanzhuoyu.
When Ye Chen didn't appear, Li Daoxuan was the number one swordsman of the younger generation in Nan Zhuoyu. His swordsmanship was fierce and ruthless, and he could kill with every move. He was called a ruthless swordsman.
One is the No. 1 swordsman and the other is the No. 1 swordsman. The confrontation between the two can ignite the blood in the hearts of the warriors watching the battle. Many people have dry throats and round eyes, staring at the two people on the stage.
"You and I haven't fought each other for three years. I don't know if your ruthless swordsmanship can break my swordsmanship." If Sikong Sheng is the king of the younger generation, Prince Huoling Yan Chihuo is undoubtedly the tyrant of the younger generation. Live by yourself, look down on the world.
"Just try it!"
Li Daoxuan was dressed in Tsing Yi, and his figure was thin. He stood there as if he could be blown away by a gust of wind, but when his sword appeared in his hand, a sharp and ruthless edge filled the air, and the whole world seemed to be enveloped by his sword intent. Next, wanton cutting.
Yan Chihuo glanced at Li Daoxuan, and said proudly: "Three years ago, you were not my opponent, and you will not be my opponent three years later. Now I will let you do three moves. If within three moves, I am out of the sheath, if you can win I use half-moves, so why not lose to you?"
Li Daoxuan frowned, "There is no need to give in, the first sword will let your knife out of its sheath."
"Haha, then just go ahead! If you can't even afford to let you three moves, how can you compete for the first place." Without saying a word, the saber on Yan Chihuo's body rose by a point. Gives people the attitude of a long knife piercing the air, domineering and unparalleled.
Clang!
Li Daoxuan's sword was out of its sheath, and the blade of the sword could not be seen, only a faint light of the sword flashed out and disappeared in a flash.
"Break it!"
Yan Chihuo let out a loud shout, and the crimson true energy soared into the sky, turning into a ten-foot-long fiery giant knife, and slashed heavily in the void.
The sword light was like the wind, shadowless and invisible. Although the fiery giant knife gathered by Yan Chihuo's true energy smashed the sword light at once, but the next moment, the sword light regrouped and cut towards the opponent's front.
"En! What a fierce sword move, what a strange artistic conception of wind!" Ye Chen narrowed his eyes, and the sword light that Li Daoxuan swung out was like a gust of wind. After the wind dissipated, it was still the wind, or in other words, the wind would never dissipate. , which always exists.
"What about the artistic conception of the wind, help me with the sword!"
Yan Chihuo sucked his right hand across the air, and the sword light was pulled over, and immediately burst out from his palm, beams of red sword light, the light of the sword was like fire, after swallowing Li Daoxuan's sword light, the power became more powerful, like a forest fire Recoiled towards Li Daoxuan.
As soon as this move was made, half of the young giants suddenly changed their colors. This is how domineering, taking the opponent's attack for their own use.
Li Daoxuan's expression was as solemn as water, after three years of absence, Yan Chihuo's saber technique had advanced to an unimaginable level, relying solely on the artistic conception of wind would never be able to force out his true strength.
"Kill!"
As soon as the ruthless swordsmanship came out, Li Daoxuan threw away his emotions. There was no wave in the ancient well, and his sword didn't have any emotions. There were endless sharp edges, beheading everything in front of him.
"Still break it for me!"
The long knife was not out of its sheath, and Yan Chihuo's attack power was greatly reduced. Facing Li Daoxuan's second sword, he mobilized his energy to the peak, using his arms as the knife and his hands as the blade, each slashing out several feet long red light , colliding together in space.
Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi... The countertop was immediately riddled with holes, and the air of swords and sabers flew everywhere, as if blasting a nest of hornets, which was extremely spectacular.
"The third sword, kill!"
As soon as the sword came out, the air calmed down strangely, and the sword light pointed directly at Yan Chihuo.
Yan Chihuo retreated again and again, he asked Li Daoxuan to make three moves. Apart from self-confidence, more importantly, he wanted to challenge his limits. If he could catch Li Daoxuan's three swords safely, he would be qualified to challenge Sikong Sheng. What a challenge.
Li Daoxuan's sword was unparalleled, sharp and sharp, wherever Yan Chihuo retreated, it was like a needle being stabbed, and his hair stood on end.
bass!
At this moment, Yan Chihuo was finally ready to use the treasured sword. Before the sword was out of its sheath, he directly slashed out with the sheath. The sword glows collided together.
Boom!
There are two colors on the 300-meter-long competition platform, one is a faint silvery white color, and the other is an endless fiery red color, which are clearly distinct and do not give in to each other.
At this moment, everyone held their breath and didn't blink their eyes, for fear of missing the most crucial scene. In their eyes, Yan Chihuo was incredibly powerful. He could safely block Li Daoxuan's three swords without leaving the sheath. Too scary.
Ye Chen and everyone's opinions are slightly different. Although Yan Chihuo's sword skills are strong, Li Daoxuan is not bad. The reason why Yan Chihuo can block Li Daoxuan's three swords is not only his own super strength, but also the more important thing is to know the basics and change to another Yan Chihuo would not be so supportive of a strange swordsman similar to Li Daoxuan. Apart from these reasons, there is another reason. As we all know, the three moves can be said to be long or short. When two swordsmen and swordsmen of equal strength meet , One person does not have a sword, and the combat effectiveness is greatly reduced, but it should not be a big problem to support the three moves. After all, the artistic conception of the sword technique is still there, what is lacking is the attack power and momentum. It is impossible for one person to not carry a weapon and lose immediately.
Of course, Yan Chihuo's strength is only within three strokes, and if he doesn't fall behind, the second place in the last Qianlong list is really not an ordinary person.
"Three swords have passed!"
The three swords are already Yan Chihuo's limit, he pulled out the treasured sword without hesitation, slashed continuously along the previous sword momentum, pushed the artistic conception of the volcanic eruption to another level, and broke Li Daoxuan's sword momentum in an instant, like opening a gate Like a flood, everything rushed over.
"Kill the air!"
In the previous three swords, Li Daoxuan seemed to be merciless, but facing a swordsman who didn't use a sword, his offensive was much weaker subconsciously, perhaps because he thought that victory was unwarranted. At this moment, when Yan Chihuo drew a sword, Li Daoxuan's sword was even stronger. Every floor, sword intent surged.
Jingle!
In the blink of an eye, the two fought for dozens of rounds, hot sparks splashed everywhere, and no one could be seen. The thrilling battle made everyone even forget to breathe, and their faces were flushed.
The sparks persisted, and the two fought more and more frequently, and Mo Yan, who was running the magic eye of the sky, felt a little sore for the first time.
laugh!
A figure flitted out, it was Li Daoxuan, there was a burnt mark on his shoulder, and his clothes were incinerated into fly ash.