Ye Qingxuan and Nero put on a challenge.
Both Huo Tingzun and Wan Tu Duming looked relaxed, and the victory of letting Buddha go is within easy reach.
It's no wonder they underestimated Ye Qingxuan. After all, Nie Luo is the master of the Poison Sect, one of the nine sects of the Demon Sect. In terms of strength, it can be said that he is no less than a master at the level of heaven. If poison that is difficult to defend is added, it will be even more impressive It is impossible to guard against, and it is extremely dangerous. Even the many masters on the Tianjue list are not willing to provoke such a person easily.
As for the Hua Tuo that Ye Qingxuan pretended to be, he was just a reclusive person. His medical skills might be different from ordinary people, but in terms of martial arts, he definitely couldn't be the opponent of a leader like Nero.
But what surprised them was that apart from Yu Shengtan's complex and difficult expression on the opposite side, Nangong Changsheng next to him had an expression of looking forward to the show, obviously extremely confident in Hua Tuo's strength, which made Huo Tingzun a little surprised.
At this time, Poison Zong Nieluo stood still in the arena, his thin and tall figure was more than an inch taller than Ye Qingxuan, his strange eyes revealed a sinister light, and with his hands on his waist, the original emerald green belt was covered. He shook several times in a row, the buzzing sound was endless, and it turned into a four-foot-long soft whip.
Nero held a soft whip in one hand, and the other hand naturally rested on the gourd at his waist. Even though Ye Qingxuan had never really fought against Nero, he knew that there must be nothing good in his gourd.
With his legs on the ground, he has a majestic and majestic posture. His standing posture is very strange, like a willow dancing in the wind. It seems to be as stable as Mount Tai, but it seems that it will drift to a certain position at any time.
The Nero information collected by Jin Yiwei kept flashing in Ye Qingxuan's mind. Not only was the soft whip in his hand amazingly powerful, but he was also good at carrying private goods from the gourd in his martial arts. He caught a lot of poisonous smoke and powder, and everyone except himself No one knew where he was hiding on his body. There were even rumors that there was no place on the Poison Sect Master's body that was not poisonous, and even the dandruff that fell could kill a tiger.
Ye Qingxuan has a body that is invulnerable to all poisons, so naturally he is not afraid of his poisonous techniques, but the problem is that he is now Hua Tuo, not Ye Qingxuan, so naturally he can't go forward to compete in martial arts without any scruples, so in the battle, he must show a "" The real talent and real learning is the "miracle doctor".
Thinking of this, Ye Qingxuan smiled slightly, took off the hairpin from the top of his head, and pinched it on his fingertips like some peerless weapon.
Everyone couldn't help but looked at each other, not understanding what kind of supernatural skill this Hua Tuo had, to use a hairpin to fight against the Poison Zong Neluo, who was comparable to the master of heaven.
At this time, there were many people around the flower hall, and the guests who were originally at the bottom of the painting boat also came to spy on them one after another. No one wanted to miss this life-and-death decisive battle of the top masters in the rivers and lakes.
Seeing Hua Tuo standing across from him holding a hairpin, a disdainful smile escaped the corner of Nero's mouth, and he said coldly, "It's a trick."
Ye Qingxuan laughed dumbfounded when he heard the words, and said: "Nie Luo, is Hua arrogant, how about you to prove it?"
After saying this, Ye Qingxuan's right hand holding the hairpin slowly spread out, and circled around the outside of his body like a roc spreading its wings. Suddenly, a series of afterimages of arms appeared on this half of his body, which lasted for a long time, like a thousand hands Avalokitesvara in general, impressive.
Don't say you have never seen such a fancy kung fu, you have never even heard of it.
The crowd watching the battle suddenly burst into exclamation of "wow-", and Nero couldn't help but show a dignified look, and the original plan for a quick battle couldn't help but become hesitant.
Ye Qingxuan smiled coldly, his move [Great Mercy and Great Compassion Qianye Hand] is really good at bluffing people.
Nero's hesitation was only for a moment. After making the judgment that the opponent's moves might be novel, he immediately had a way to deal with them. He used a long weapon to open the distance between the two sides. It would be better to test the opponent's reality first.
Thinking of this, Nero let out a grin, his body swayed erratically from side to side, and the soft whip in his hand kept whipping like a willow branch. There was a whistling sound in the air, and a puff of light green smoke spread out. Come on, it turned into a green tornado in a moment, swung towards Ye Qingxuan, and shouted: "Go!"
call-
The green poisonous smoke escaped Nero's control and flew straight towards Ye Qingxuan.
This poisonous smoke is not only whistling in the wind, it has full power, but also because it is highly poisonous, if it is scattered with palm force, at most it will destroy the stellar energy, but it will also disperse the poisonous smoke, and it will inevitably be highly poisonous.
Ye Qingxuan laughed loudly, and kept his body still. In the blink of an eye, his left hand slapped hundreds of palms in the air, and the shadows of the palms were condensed and did not disperse. Immediately, an impenetrable big net composed of palms was formed in the void. Pushing forward, the shadow of the palm flew out like a wall, and bumped into the green poisonous smoke head-on.
The big net covered the poisonous smoke tightly without any fancy, without revealing a single trace. Hua Tuo spread out his palm and blew it out——
Hua Tuo immediately controlled the poisonous smoke that had lost the protection of the stellar energy, and blew towards Nero like a gust of wind.
What trick
Nero was taken aback. Such methods are not martial arts. In the eyes of people who don't know the inside story, they are probably more magical than fairy arts, and the surroundings immediately applauded.
Nero was not afraid of his own poisonous smoke, he snarled, his body jumped into the poisonous smoke like a vicious dog, took the opportunity to cover his figure, shook the soft whip in his hand, and immediately turned into green smoke to cover his whereabouts, but moved towards Ye Luo. Qing Xuan rushed over.
Still refuse to give up your poisonous smoke
Ye Qingxuan stabbed the hairpin with his right hand, and there was a scream that pierced the sky, and a burst of sharp energy pierced through the poisonous smoke, and disappeared in the void.
Nero laughed loudly from the poisonous smoke, "Old Hua Tuo, you can't tell where I am, and I'll see how you end up..."
Ye Qingxuan smiled coldly. He stretched out his arms and changed into the posture of Avalokitesvara. With a flick of the fingertips in his hand, it immediately turned into sharp gas like five sword qi. One hand, five paths of sharpness, and one thousand hands represent 5,000 paths of sharpness. Then, as Ye Qingxuan moved forward, the 5,000 sharpnesses were as dense as rain, piercing the poisonous smoke where Nero was.
Since he couldn't tell where Nero was, he simply covered it all up. If Nero dared to stay in the poisonous smoke, he would be pierced into holes by Qiandao Ruiqi.
good!
Yu Shengtan took the lead and gave a loud shout, standing up and applauding.
Seeing that the thousand streams of sharpness were about to penetrate the poisonous smoke densely, there was only a "bang", and the poisonous smoke exploded from it, turning into countless poisonous clouds like clouds, flying in all directions.
Nearly half of Qiandao's sharpness was shot in the air.
"What a smoke escape technique, what a nero!" This time, it was Huo Tingzun who applauded.
Before the applause came to an end, a cloud of poisonous smoke floated not far from Ye Qingxuan's side, and suddenly a soft emerald green whip pierced through the poisonous smoke, heading straight for Ye Qingxuan's throat.
This old devil!
Ye Qingxuan pinched the hairpin and stabbed it accurately on the soft whip that was handed over. A sharp aura pierced through the soft whip and penetrated hard.