It's evening.
The setting sun was slightly drunk, the sky was filled with evening glow, and the Giant Ape Peak was reflected in a fiery red.
The eighth match between Piaomiao Xianzong and Dayan officially began.
The Piaomiao Immortal Sect has lost five games in a row.
This battle will determine their final victory over Dayan.
So, it is crucial!
Yueyanglou, dressed in a blue robe, was the first to step onto the battlefield.
The leader of Piaomiao Immortal Sect, who was renowned even among the three major immortal sects, was standing on the stage with his hands behind his back, his face calm and his aura as majestic as a mountain.
The young practitioners in the audience, even if they just glanced at him secretly, felt a strong pressure suddenly coming over them, making their hearts tighten.
This is the momentum of the strong!
After a moment.
Bai Yishen, dressed in a snow-white Confucian robe, walked out of Dayan's tent as gentle as jade and stepped onto the battlefield.
This handsome middle-aged man with gray hair on his temples has an elegant temperament and graceful demeanor, and just looking at him makes people feel like spring breeze.
Jia Xun and Fairy Liuyun came to the battlefield and rearranged a more powerful formation.
The battle between the strong is extremely powerful.
In order not to affect the practitioners around the stage, it is natural to use a more solid formation.
With the joint efforts of the two masters, the formation was quickly set up.
A golden light shield slowly emerged, expanding in range and covering the entire battlefield.
At this time, Yueyang Lou on the stage bowed and said, "Yueyang Lou of Piaomiao Immortal Sect, majoring in the soul, is in the middle stage of Guiyi."
As soon as these words were spoken, there were bursts of exclamations from the audience.
"Sure enough, I have reached the state of unity!"
"Tsk tsk, Guiyi! In our country, even the Spiritualization Realm cannot even dream of reaching that level. This is the first time in my life that I have seen a master at the Guiyi Realm. This trip is worth it!"
At this time, Bai Yishan also bowed and said: "Dayan, Bai Yishan, majoring in Confucianism, the realm of great Confucianism, which is the initial stage of the unity of spirit and soul."
As soon as these words were spoken, there was another louder exclamation from the audience.
"Tsk tsk, what a great scholar! I didn't expect that Dean Bai also made a breakthrough!"
"Isn't it said that the world is short of literary energy, and that Da Yan has long lost its literary energy? How did he break through?"
"Little Dayan, there really is a hidden dragon and crouching tiger."
Yue Yanglou's eyes fixed, and he said calmly: "I didn't expect that Dean Bai has also broken through to the Guiyi realm. Congratulations, congratulations."
The faces of the people from Piao Miao Xian Zong below the stage changed slightly.
Especially Zhou Yuanshan, who was just about to go on stage, had his facial muscles twitching slightly.
He is also in the initial stage of returning to oneness.
But the Confucian and Taoist techniques are mysterious and unpredictable. If the two people are at the same level, he really has no confidence in defeating the other.
This battle is the only chance for their Piaomiao Xianzong to turn the tables.
So, they must win!
"I didn't expect that Bai Yishan actually made a breakthrough... Fortunately, Master Yue Feng was able to go up..."
His face was gloomy, but he was secretly glad in his heart.
With Master Yue Feng here, everything will be safe.
When one reaches the realm of Guiyi, let alone a smaller realm, even the strength of the same realm will be greatly disparate depending on who advances first and who advances later.
What's more, Master Yue Feng is said to be already striving to reach the late stage of Guiyi.
It was estimated that Bai Yishen had just broken through to the state of unity not long ago, so he was naturally no match for his opponent.
"The eighth competition begins!"
At this time, Jia Xun's indifferent voice sounded.
Everyone in the audience watched with bated breath.
The battle between two masters at the Unity Realm is something that is only seen once in a century!
On the battle stage.
The two looked at each other and stood there without moving.
When everyone was puzzled, someone suddenly discovered that there were two shadows reflected in the eyes of the two people, and they seemed to be fighting fiercely.
It turned out that the two people's souls had been fighting each other for a long time.
It was just that the speed was too fast and the spirit was too strong, so many people didn't even have time to notice.
"boom!"
At this moment, a huge air wave suddenly exploded between the two of them, spreading out in all directions like a wave.
The two of them suddenly shook, and Tong Kong, who had been distracted, regained his spirits.
Yueyang Tower stood still.
Bai Yishen's body suddenly swayed and he retreated several dozen steps before he stood firm. Suddenly, two traces of blood appeared on his face.
Obviously, he suffered a loss.
There was a flash of light in Yueyang Tower's hand, and a three-foot-long golden scimitar appeared.
With just a light stroke and a light slash, a huge golden half-moon blade light flew out.
Before everyone could see clearly, they had already arrived in front of Bai Yishan.
A scroll suddenly appeared in front of Bai Yishan's chest. The scroll unfolded instantly and a white light flew out from it.
“Zheng—”
A buzzing sound of metal colliding was heard.
The crescent blade light from Yueyang Tower was blocked, turned into tiny points of light, and disappeared.
The scroll disappeared from Bai Yishan’s chest, and a white sword appeared in his hand.
On the sword, golden characters appeared, flashing like golden runes.
The two of them didn't communicate at all, and in a flash, they were standing together.
And in this instant, the knives and swords in the hands of the two men fought hundreds of moves in an extremely fast manner.
Most of the practitioners in the audience did not see the moves of the two people clearly.
Even the shadows of the two people could not be distinguished, and it was impossible to tell who was who.
Too fast!
If it weren't for the waves of air that rushed towards the surrounding formation shields like a tide, some practitioners would not even know that the two people on the stage were fighting fiercely.
“Zheng—”
Another deafening buzzing sound was heard.
The two figures suddenly separated.
Bai Yishen flew backwards and hit the light shield of the formation at the back before falling to the ground.
The sword in his hand broke into pieces with a "click".
Then, they turned into golden words, the light dimmed, and they shattered and disappeared.
At this time, the people in the audience finally saw the situation clearly.
"Sure enough, Dean Bai is no match for Yueyang Tower. The sword that was condensed from words has been broken..."
Yueyang Tower did not pause, and still did not say a word. He gently raised the scimitar in his hand and swung it lightly. With a "boom", hundreds or even thousands of golden sword beams flew out, densely packed, and shot towards Bai Yishan!
Bai Yishan's eyes focused, and a white light suddenly appeared around him, covering his entire body.
Then, he began to chant softly.
At this time, everyone was surprised to find that every time his lips moved, a golden word came out of his mouth and floated in front of him.
"boom!"
At this time, the dense sword beams swung out by Yueyang Tower had already shot over and fiercely slashed on the white light shield around him.
Like a sudden downpour hitting banana leaves, it continues without stopping!
Soon, the white light shield made a wailing sound and began to break apart.
And at this time.
The golden characters on Bai Yishan's chest suddenly condensed into a golden sun. Then with a "whoosh" sound, it suddenly shone brightly and instantly melted away the densely packed crescent-shaped blade beams that were flying towards it!
"The sun is shining and the sky is clear..."
Yueyanglou held the scimitar in his hand and said calmly, "I didn't expect that after so many years, you are still using this ancient Confucian and Taoist poem. It seems that Confucianism is really on the verge of extinction, and there will never be any new martial arts techniques... What a pity, what a pity..."
After he finished speaking, the scimitar in his hand suddenly grew larger with a "swish" sound!
The blade light burst out, swallowing ten feet!
"laugh-"
A shrill sound pierced the air.
The huge crescent blade light instantly slashed down towards Bai Yishan!
The golden sun in front of Bai Yishan made a "hum" sound, and the light burst out, spinning to meet him!
"boom!"
A loud bang!
The entire battlefield and the entire Giant Ape Peak seemed to shake violently!
The formation shield covering the battlefield suddenly hummed and flickered continuously, as if it could no longer block the terrifying force of the explosion.
The cultivators in the audience all changed their expressions and retreated in a hurry.
However, the formation set up by Jiutian Yaotai and Penglai Fairy Island is still indestructible.
The terrifying power and air waves were blocked by the light shield and rushed back and forth on the platform for a long time before gradually dissipating.
The crescent blade light disappeared.
The golden sun was also shattered.
Yueyang Tower stood there, holding the scimitar, his robe fluttering, motionless.
Bai Yishen had already retreated far away, his back leaning against the rear light shield. His Confucian robe was torn and blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth.
Those golden words have all vanished into nothingness.
Yueyang Lou held the knife in his hand, raised his feet, and walked towards him step by step. A golden vortex appeared on the tip of the knife, and the energy condensed faster and faster.
"Confucianism has long since collapsed, and these techniques should have turned into the dust of history and disappeared with it. And the path you, Bai Yishan, have been adhering to has long since disappeared. Just like you now, you are in your twilight years, and should have died long ago..."
“Buzz—”
He raised the scimitar in his hand, and his whole body was bathed in the golden light of the blade, like a god descending from heaven. With a casual wave of his hand, he destroyed the world!
The huge golden blade light instantly submerged Bai Yishan.
The storm transformed from the sword energy was laughing wildly, spinning, baring its fangs and claws, and strangling madly on the platform!
Like a violent, bloodthirsty, and mad beast!
The practitioners in the audience could no longer see the gentle and elegant figure of the scholar.
Everyone in Dayan clenched their fists.
But at this moment, a white light suddenly appeared in the storm of sword light.
Then, a clear voice sounded: "Look up to the northwest, there are floating clouds. You need a long sword to lean against the sky for thousands of miles. People say that in this place, you can see the flames of the bullfighting at night..."
As the voice sounded, golden characters suddenly lit up in the raging sword light.
The figure in the snow-white Confucian robe suddenly became vaguely visible.
"I feel the mountain is high, the pool is cold, the moon and stars are dim. I wait for the rhinoceros to look down, but I am afraid to lean on the railing, the wind and thunder are angry, the fish and dragons are miserable..."
"boom!"
When this sentence was finished, a terrifying aura suddenly rose from the sword light!
The figure in a snow-white Confucian robe, with golden characters all around him, walked out of the storm of sword beams step by step, as if taking a leisurely stroll in the garden.
The roaring sword beams all around rushed towards him madly, but were split apart by an increasingly powerful aura.
Bai Yishan walked out from the sword light, his long hair flying, his Confucian robe fluttering, and his eyes bright.
He walked towards Yueyang Tower step by step, and continued to recite: "The gorge is bounded by the blue river, and when I pass the dangerous tower, I want to fly but I am restrained... The rise and fall of the ages, the sorrow and laughter of a hundred years, I can see it all at once..."
"boom!"
When he finished reading the entire poem, his whole body suddenly turned into a golden light, like a sharp sword out of the body, emitting a dazzling sword light, and slashing forward!
A shrill whistle suddenly sounded in the air.
There was even a burning smell.
Tong Kong from Yueyang Tower shrank back, grasped the hilt of the knife with both hands, and slashed out suddenly.
A loud bang!
The sword light and the knife light collided with each other.
The two figures were instantly submerged in the dazzling light and the howling storm.
After a moment.
The light and the storm gradually faded away.
The two figures appeared again.
Bai Yishen stood there, surrounded by golden characters, his long hair flying, his eyes blazing, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth again.
Yueyang Tower took a few steps back, and the golden scimitar in his hand broke into two pieces.
Seeing this scene, everyone in the audience was shocked.
Confucian and Taoist techniques are indeed mysterious and magical!
Just one poem had such great power that it actually broke the sword of Yueyang Tower!
"Good! Very good!"
The indifferent expression on Yueyang Lou's face turned into an expression of interest. There was a flash of light in his hand, and the broken knife suddenly turned into powder.
"Since you have acquired new skills, I will no longer keep them to myself."
After he finished speaking, a red light suddenly flashed around him, and a blood-red light shield appeared. Then, a layer of blood-red scales suddenly covered his entire body.
His body seemed to suddenly grow taller, and his two fists suddenly became as big as hammers!
The whole person's momentum seemed to have suddenly increased many times!
"Blood Armor Qilin Transformation!"
An elder from Penglai Fairy Island below the stage suddenly changed his expression and exclaimed in surprise.
The expressions of several people in Jiutian Yaotai also changed.
"It is rumored that this Blood Armor Qilin Transformation is a secret skill of the Blood Vagina cultivator. After a soul cultivator performs it, he can even reach the level of a body cultivator of the same level in terms of energy and strength. How did it end up in his hands?"
"It is said that the Bloody Vagina Man had already ascended to heaven. It is estimated that he found the cave and got the opportunity..."
While the people below the stage were discussing, the aura of Yueyang Tower had already reached its highest point.
He suddenly turned into a red shadow and appeared in front of Bai Yishan.
A huge blood-red fist, with a "bang", smashed onto the golden characters in front of Bai Yishen!
Just one punch!
Bai Yishan was hit so hard that his body was shaken and he slid backwards.
"boom!"
The second punch, the third punch!
The huge blood-red fist suddenly smashed towards Bai Yishan like a violent storm.
The powerful energy and blood force made the golden words on Bai Yishan's body flicker continuously.
Every time a punch hit it, blood and golden light exploded!
"BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!"
After exactly two hundred and one punches!
The golden font and light shield in front of Bai Yishan were all shattered.
He was directly knocked away.
Before he landed on the ground, Yueyang Tower suddenly threw out a bigger blood-red fist light!
"Bang!"
Bai Yishan hit the light shield at the back heavily, his chest made a "click" sound and actually sank slightly, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.
He suddenly stretched out his hand to grab the flying blood, which fell to the ground. His body swayed slightly, and he leaned tightly against the light shield behind him. Then he opened his palm, and a word condensed from blood suddenly flew out slowly from his palm.
It looked slow, but it instantly stopped the huge fist that was chasing after it from Yueyang Tower!
“Bang!”
The fist was stopped.
The blood-condensed font suddenly burst out with a huge force, shaking Yueyang Tower and causing it to sway and retreat backwards.
Then, the font seemed to have completed its mission. It suddenly exploded and turned into drops of blood, spilling all over the ground.
Bai Yishan took this opportunity to catch his breath, a light flashed in his hand, and he touched his chest.
The sunken area on the chest suddenly returned to normal!
But his face suddenly turned pale, he coughed a few times, then spat out blood again, his body swayed and became shaky.
When everyone in Dayan saw this scene, their hearts sank.
Yueyang Lou calmed the surging blood in his heart, and the blood-red light flashed on his fist again. The strength in his body quickly rushed to his arm.
His eyes even turned blood red!
The whole person looked like a bloodthirsty ancient beast!
"Dean Bai, admit defeat..."
At this moment, a woman's voice suddenly sounded from the audience.
The eyes of the others nearby all turned to her.
She was wearing a white dress, with a noble and elegant temperament. She was actually the Fairy Lianxue from the Jiutian Yaotai.
She also practices Confucianism.
At this moment, she ignored the surprised looks around her and said again: "Your Great Yan has won five games, there is still hope. If you die on the stage, Great Yan will fall into darkness completely and will never see the future again."
After a pause, she continued, "There are only a few of us left among the Confucian and Taoist friends. I don't want to see you die."
With this tone and expression, some people have begun to secretly speculate about the relationship between the two.
Fairy Liuyun frowned slightly and said, "Junior Sister Lianxue, please be careful of the impact."
Fairy Lianxue suddenly looked at her and said, "What impact did Senior Sister ask me to pay attention to? You have disregarded justice and fairness and favored Piaomiao Xianzong in front of all the practitioners in the world. Have you ever paid attention to the impact?"
As soon as these words were spoken, Fairy Liuyun's face suddenly darkened.
The other women nearby, seeing that something was not right, hurried to try to persuade them.
"Junior Sister Lianxue, don't be rude to Senior Sister!"
"Stop talking, don't let other sects laugh at you."
At this moment, a sharp scream suddenly sounded on the battlefield!
Fairy Lianxue immediately looked towards the stage, her face turned pale, and the clenched fists in her sleeves trembled slightly.
At this moment, the Yueyang Tower was completely shrouded in a blood-red light. He threw a punch, and the sky and the earth changed color. The blood-red fist light instantly covered the entire battlefield!
It was as if blood was falling from the sky, dyeing all the space in the light shield red!
Everyone in the audience changed their expressions.
All I could see was blood red!
Bai Yishen's thin figure was instantly swallowed up by the surging blood and disappeared.
Everyone in Dayan turned pale.
Nangong Huoyue's body was trembling slightly.
Luo Qingzhou stood beside her, gently holding her hand, his eyes fixed on the place where the figure had just disappeared, his heart tightening.
He gave it too late after all.
In such a short time, I am afraid...
Suddenly, a white light lit up in the blood!
Then, a clear and familiar voice sounded amid the deafening explosion of fist light:
"The sky and earth are dark and yellow, the universe is vast and wild. The sun and the moon wax and wane, the stars are lined up..."
The sound is so clear that it can pierce the clouds and split the rocks!
"boom-"
A golden sun suddenly rose up in the storm of blood-red fist light of Pao Xiao!