When Di Jing saw that he was so generous and gambled so arrogantly, he wanted to put his magic bag up, but the other party was so violent that Di Jing didn't even have time to speak. A cold glow and a heat wave rushed over. .
Di Jing repeated his palms, turned his qi into a circle, and continued to shed his strength amidst Qi Wujie's fierce offensive.
The two have a level of difference in cultivation. Normally speaking, there will be a big gap in the strength between the two, but Di Jing is different. He has a strong foundation and the secret power in his body is more powerful than that of essence. This kind of energy domineering, it doesn't feel very difficult to deal with it.
The two swords fisted and fisted, their palms were like huge waves, and they suddenly faced each other. They both used their full strength and vigor, making the surrounding buildings sway.
One carrying the wrath of Burning Heaven must slash the opponent under the sword, and the other carrying the might of thunder, to frustrate the opponent in the palm of his fist!
"Qi Wujiu's offensive is getting stronger and stronger. The pure sun flame magic is turned to the extreme by him. I feel the scorching aura two feet away from him. Coupled with his skillful imperial weapon art, I want to win. , You must be surprised!"
The opponent's offensive was fierce. Di Jing didn't dare to fight hard, so he could only adopt a defensive trend. At the same time, he was also looking for flaws, planning to attack him by moving the talisman.
Qi Wujie turned over to carry his sword, the sword crossed the sky, whistling through the clouds, like a poisonous snake walking through the clouds, running the flame of pure sun in his palm, one palm and one sword, one after the other, making Di Jing inevitable.
Qi Wujiu had a grinning smile on his face, and his body sprayed with hot air, making him look like a madman.
Seeing him falling into a frenzy of killing, Di Jing moved in his heart, and a moving talisman was dismantled by him, and the figure hit by the front and back suddenly disappeared from the field.
"People are gone!"
This was the first reaction in the hearts of most monks, but before there was time to have other reactions, Qi Wuxian staggered out, and the sword flew in. If it weren't for his rapid reaction, he would fly the sword with his thoughts. Move it away, it's already hit.
After only one breath, Di Jing reappeared, standing firmly on the cloud platform.
Qi Wujie stabilized his figure, the fireworks on his body were steaming, and the sword slowly returned to his hand after a whirl.
"Do you think that by relying on the external force of Fulu, you can win with speed to beat me?" Qi Wuzhen was completely mad, no longer the chic posture before.
In him, a sharp aura penetrated through the flames, like a knife like a sword, like the teeth of a beast's bloody mouth, which can penetrate the sky and the earth and cut the sun and the moon.
"He's going to use the magic sword style!" On the building, Yu Fan stared at Qi Wuji, the aura on the latter reminded him of the past, and he was very jealous.
"If you want to hit the enemy without seeing the enemy's figure clearly, you can only do that!" Yu Tianfeng put his hands on the side of the window, because he couldn't help but force, the side of the window was crushed to pieces. .
Around the cloud platform, many cultivators trembled. They felt that there seemed to be sword auras all around, and the entire sky was covered by sword light. It was terrifying!
"So strong sword aura, so strong sword intent! When did Lieyang Dongtian have such a sword tactic?" The powerhouse with true blood couldn't help but admire it. Such a sword tactic is definitely not an ordinary grade.
"Legend Qi has no trace of its origins into a mystery. Could this sword art belong to the mysterious forces behind him?"
Brother Chenzhou, except for a few people who knew Qi Wuji's details, the others were almost unclear, but he had no reason to guess, and finally inevitably said Qi Wuji's magic.
"Oh, this kind of sword aura, I'm afraid Junior Brother can't escape!" Zhao Hengtu frowned.
"Qi Wujiu's sword art is very powerful. The sword intent covers ten directions. A sword intent is a sword aura, which can cover all the cloud platform under the sword aura!" Zhang Yuan knows more about swordsmanship. Seeing Qi Wuji's momentum, he quickly guessed some clues, "Big brother's situation is not good!"
Several other people listened and lost their voices: "What should I do? Could it be..."
"Friend Daoist Zhang, can your Uluo shield be able to hold it?" Li Feng asked in a deep voice.
"Yes! But it is only the first wave of sword aura, the unseen sword intent, one layer after another, there are seven layers, the Uluo shield can block the first layer, and the second layer will lose its protection. And the next five. It's important to rely on Big Brother himself." Zhang Yuan's eyes were red, and his nails were in the flesh.
"Di Jing is dead. This is Qi Wujie's ultimate move. It can definitely kill Di Jing!" A monk yelled, and he bet on Di Jing's death. After this sword, he could make a lot of money. Put it.
Qi Wuming showed cold light in his eyes, and only Di Jing remained in his pupils.
"It's a pity that you didn't promise to be my follower at the beginning, so today's disaster!"
Di Jing chuckled and said, "You are still so confident, you are very powerful with this trick, but are you sure you can kill me?"
"If you can or can't, you will know at a glance!" With Qi Wuxian's sword in his hand, the sword's edge turned, hundreds of vague sword shadows scattered and disappeared in the sword's intent.
On the side of Zongling Dongtian, the whole body of a few people tightened, Zhang Yuanxin all mentioned in his throat, and said: "As long as the eldest brother can present the sword aura, he will be able to win. Then Qi Wuji's use of this style of sword art will overdraw his entire body ."
Mo Xinghun blinked his big eyes, and his breathing was a little unsmooth under the pressure of this sword aura: "Master, can Di Jing stop it?"
"He's not a copper skin and iron bones. How can he stop this sword aura sweeping ten directions? Unless...En?" Old man Qiao looked at the two people on the stage, but in the next moment, he looked It changed drastically. His eyes were bulging like bull's eyes, and the eyes almost fell out.
Because he saw something that made him crazy: Di Jing took out a huge white bone from the magic treasure bag, and he carried it on his shoulder casually.
"Why does he...have that thing?!" Old man Joe called out silently.
"Master, what's the matter with you?"
"It's over, it's a big loss!" Old man Qiao sighed, suddenly woke up, and shouted, "Betting, betting, I will buy Di Jing to win, if you want to bet, hurry up!"
"Um?"
Everyone was stunned, what is this Qiao Daxian doing? He himself had a bet with Di Jing, and Di Jing lost the bet. Now at the last minute, and the situation is still very unfavorable for Di Jing, he actually came so!
"One pay ten!" Old man Joe roared again.
Suddenly everyone rushed over and rushed to place a bet: "Old man Joe, you will lose this time!"
"All my belongings are pushed up, old man Joe, you are going to copy your scriptures to me!"
"I will press them all!"
"I also pressed..."
"Damn it, who stepped on Lao Tzu's head! If there is a way to go, Lao Tzu cut you off...Oh, another one!"
There was a lot of noise here, and the two people on the cloud platform also moved at this time.
"Shen Zhao·Sword Sweep Through the Ages!"
Qi Wuji yelled, and the sword style immediately swung. Everyone saw the shadow of the sword sprinkled on his sword, and the breath of the violent wind swept the fallen leaves rushing towards their faces.
In an instant, hundreds of sword auras centered on Qi Wuji, rushing out in anger in all directions, no matter how far or near, whether it is in the sky or on the cloud platform, all are filled with turbulent sword aura, like raging waves, one after another. !
Di Jing knew that even if he moved the talisman, he couldn't avoid the sword qi, and immediately moved the power of the mountain dragon in his body, coupled with the power of the whole body, and the bone stick swept out.
With more than two thousand catties of strength, he danced a thousand catties of white bone sticks and waved loudly.
Di Jing didn't even watch the sword aura coming, just danced the white bone stick in his hand, forming a white shield in front of him. Now he can only rely on the white bone stick, this thing directly broke the star silver spear given by Yan Mingtian, but only a trace was left on it. And on this white bone stick, there is an inscription on the road, this kind of heaven and earth gods, not anything can bear it.
Zheng! Zheng! Zheng! Zheng! Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!
The sword qi is like a dragon and a tiger, closely linked, every style is blocked by Di Jing on the bone stick, and no sword qi hurts his body.
Di Jing danced wildly, a thousand catties of white bone sticks, although it was only a short time, it also consumed a lot of his energy, which was a bit overwhelming.
"Om!"
Just as Di Jing was panting, a black light flashed in front of him, blocking the sword that came immediately.
Di Jing's heart jumped. It turned out that when he was negligent and didn't have any precautions, the opponent stabbed him with a sword. But when the sword was only three inches away from Di Jing, the Uluo shield in his arms shook suddenly, releasing a protective force to block Qi Wuzhen's sword.
Qi Wuji didn't pierce Di Jing with his last sword, and his strength was eventually exhausted. His eyes were filled with unwillingness, and his whole body was soft. The sword fell on the cloud platform and actually knelt in front of Di Jing.
He couldn't accept that his cultivation in the late stage of the transformation realm, the proud son of the sect, had various means on his body, and he was defeated by a middle stage cultivator of the transformation realm. I have been cultivated by the family since I was a child. In order to temper myself, I came to Chenzhou and entered the Lieyang Cave. I was also at the top of my peers. At this moment, I was defeated so thoroughly. Do not stay.
Everyone was shocked, and the result was beyond their expectations. Di Jing not only used a weak attack to be strong, but also survived the opponent's overbearing and aggressive swordsmanship, which completely subverted their cognition. Qi Wuji was a character who could fight the Great Perfection of the Huamai Realm, but he was eventually defeated by him in the middle of the Huamai Realm, which was incredible.
"Will I let you go this time if I'm thinking about it and wanting to kill me?"
Qi Wuji didn't get off the gimbal, nor did he admit defeat, and the competition was not over yet. Di Jing picked up the bone stick and waved it at Qi Wuji's head.
"Stop it, you can't kill him!" On Lieyang Cave Sky, Gu Langtian is anxious, Qi Wujie's identity is special, and it has a lot to do with it. If he died on the cloud platform, he would definitely have a hard time going back.
Di Jing didn't care about these things, the white bone stick fell, and it hit Qi Wuxian's head with a stick, just like when he knocked on Lu Yang, Qi Wuxian's whole person was knocked out of the cloud platform and fell into the dust.
Gu Langtian and the others rushed over and found that Qi Wuji's face was deformed, but luckily he still had a breath and was not dead.
"Big Brother is awesome!" Zhang Yuan couldn't help suppressing his excitement and shouted.
"Little Master Uncle is mighty and domineering!"
Di Jing picked up the magic treasure bag that Qi Wuji was still aside, weighed it, and was overjoyed.
"Return the magic bag!" Gu Langtian angrily shouted at Di Jing after taking a pill to Qi Wujiu.