Opposite Zhentian Fazong made an insulting action, and the disciples of Xuantian Daozong couldn't help but be furious. This was too arrogant, but only the Dragon Blood Legion made a counterattack.
"Brush brush..."
More than 26,000 hands stretched out in unison, with the heart of the fist pointing upwards, a middle finger raised high, and the movements were neat and uniform, very imposing.
The faces of the disciples of the Heavenly Suppressing Sect suddenly became extremely ugly. They could not have imagined that the disciples of the Xuantian Taoism would be so rude and make such nasty actions.
"Wan'er, you stupid girl, put your hand down, you are a girl..." Qingyu sat beside Wan'er, seeing that Wan'er followed suit, and hurriedly pulled Wan'er's hand down.
Tang Wan'er didn't know what this gesture meant at all. Seeing that everyone was doing it, she followed suit. Now that she was pulled by Qingyu, she couldn't help being a little stunned.
"Whoosh..."
Suddenly, countless figures flew into the arena, and they were the elders of the Xuantian Taoist Sect, and even the courtyard masters and pavilion masters appeared.
However, they appeared at the other end of the arena, where the referee's seat was. Following the arrival of the crowd, two figures appeared, the Lord Xuan and Ma Xingkong.
After the two appeared, the audience was silent. Lord Xuan glanced at the ring and said, "It's still the old rules, nine competitions, five winners win, Lord Fa Xuan is a guest, as for the specific details, what revisions are needed?"
Ma Xingkong glanced at the disciples of Xuantian Daozong, and then smiled slightly: "There is nothing to revise, but my disciple of Tiantian Daozong, who has just broken through the platform for a while, may take a serious shot, if he is injured Disciple of your sect, I also hope that it will not affect the friendship between the two sects."
The old guy was ruthless enough, and there was a sneer at the corner of Long Chen's mouth. This was leaving a way out for himself, and using words to block the Lord Xuan.
For a while, the disciples of the Dharma Sect who suppressed the sky, humiliated the disciples of the Dao Sect with heavy hands, and the Lord Xuanzhu couldn't say anything. If he showed anger, it would be even more disrespectful.
"What kind of enmity is there between the two sects, why are you pressing Xuantian Daozong step by step?" Long Chen muttered in his heart, I am afraid that there is a secret that Long Chen does not know between Zhentian Daozong and Xuantian Daozong.
And in the face of the aggressiveness of Zhentian Dazong, why should Xuantian Daozong be forbearing? Such a huge sect, to be bullied by others, this is too useless.
"It doesn't matter, they are all young people. They are arrogant and arrogant. It's not a bad thing to suffer a little loss. Let the children let go and compare." Lord Xuan said with a faint smile as if he did not hear the trap in the empty words.
Ma Xingkong turned his head and said coldly to the disciples of Zhentian Fa Zong: "Did you hear, Lord Xuan said, let go and compare, we have come all the way to exchange ideas, learn from each other, and make progress together, you can't be perfunctory. If something is wrong, you must not hide your secrets, you must show your true skills, understand?"
A disciple of the fifth-rank Skywalker of the Suppressing Heaven Law Sect said with some embarrassment: "But if the disciples make a full effort, they will not be able to send and receive freely. If they are injured, maimed, or killed, it will not be good."
That fifth-rank Skywalker disciple, when speaking, glanced at Hua Shiyu, Hu Guishan, Fan Song and other fifth-rank Skywalkers, all contempt in his eyes, this is a kind of contempt, and even more so an insult.
"court death"
Fan Song was furious. Being humiliated like this, his murderous intent skyrocketed, especially when he was humiliated by a group of people who looked thin and could be killed with a punch, which made it even more easy to get angry.
"This..." Ma Xingkong was stunned, not knowing how to answer, then looked at Lord Xuanzhu.
"The arena is like a battlefield, fists and feet have no eyes, life and death are all in the destiny, and there is no such thing as giving people their lives.
Moreover, in the arena, the defeated disciples, as long as they shouted to admit defeat, they would be captured by the formation and sent to the outside of the arena. "Master Xuan said lightly.
"In this case, then I can rest assured. Regardless of whether there are casualties or not, I hope it will not affect the friendship between our two sects." Ma Xingkong laughed.
"Since that's the case, let's start, and let's avoid a set of rituals that are empty-headed and stupid, and start directly!" Master Xuan said.
"call"
As soon as Lord Xuan's voice fell, a disciple of the Heaven-suppressing Law School had already jumped onto the ring and shouted coldly:
"Luo Fanglin, a disciple of Zhentian Daozong, came to learn the great tricks of Xuantian Daozong masters."
After the disciple came to power, although his words were quite satisfactory, the provocation in his eyes was very obvious.
"I'll meet you."
As soon as he stopped drinking, Fan Song actually jumped onto the ring. At this time, Fan Song had already advanced to the first stage of the casting stage. As soon as he entered the stage, he was like a King Kong, with an arrogant and terrifying aura.
"Fan Song, a disciple of the Xuantian Taoist Sect, come to experience your great tricks." Fan Song bowed slightly, his spirit energy had already started to run, and he entered a state of battle instantly.
"If you feel lost, you can admit defeat, don't lose your life in vain, try now - start!"
The master in charge of presiding over the arena nodded, and with a big wave of his hand, four beams of light rose from all sides of the arena, rushing straight into the void, forming a huge protective shield above the arena.
"die!"
As soon as the voice of the master of the courtyard fell, Fan Song rushed towards the disciple of the Heaven-Suppressing Law School like a cheetah. At the same time, the runes circulated all over his body, the rays of light were dazzling, and endless blood energy erupted. He punched the disciple of the Heaven-Suppressing Law School. smash.
All the disciples of the Xuantian Dao Sect couldn't help admiring him. He was worthy of the existence of Tianjiao level. At the moment of the attack, he stimulated the power of Tiandao and Ming, the fusion of heaven and earth, and spiritual blood, and the combat power instantly soared to the extreme.
"boom"
A fist fell, and an explosion sounded, but what shocked everyone was that with a wave of the staff in the hands of the disciple of the Tiantian Fa Zong, a shield of runes stood in front of him, blocking Fan Song's terrifying punch.
"what?"
The disciples of the Xuantian Dao Sect were shocked. Fan Song's punch, but without any reservations, was blocked like this.
The rune shield was not big, with a diameter of only three feet. The endless runes inside it circulated like a vortex, swallowing Fan Song's power.
"It's just brute force. If your skills are only like that, you should quickly admit defeat and don't be ashamed." The disciple of the Tiantian Fa Zong moved forward with his staff and supported the shield coldly. Looking at his appearance, he was actually Very relaxed, and did not take Fan Song seriously.
The disciples of Xuantian Daozong couldn't help but be horrified. If any of the disciples in Zhentian Daozong came out, they could match Fan Song. Is the gap between the two sides so big
"What's the situation? You can trigger the spell without even needing to tie the seal. How is this possible?" Guo Ran said in shock.
"This is related to his cane. Specifically, it is related to the crystal core on his staff. His spiritual element stimulates the energy of the crystal core in the staff, and the magic is instantly released." Long Chen said.
Long Chen looked at it more carefully than anyone else. Those disciples of the Suppressing Heaven Law School would never leave their canes at any time. Long Chen was very strange at first.
Now Long Chen understands that the cane is condensed by their cultivation base. If they don't have a cane, they are useless.
"Bastard, go to hell!"
At the same time Fan Song was shocked, he stopped drinking, the blue veins burst out on his forehead, his arms seemed to be covered with snakes, and a terrifying force erupted.
"boom"
The power above the fist was like a volcanic eruption, and the rune shield condensed by the disciples of the Tiantian Fa Zong was shattered in an instant, and Fan Song's other punch was mercilessly smashed.
"call"
Seeing Fan Song smashing the shield with one punch, he was majestic. The disciples of the Overlord Hall were about to let out a cheer, when they suddenly found that the disciple of the Heaven-suppressing Fa Zong had disappeared. Take a few steps with your own fist.
Fan Song was startled, looked up, and saw that the disciple of the Fa Zong had already flown into the air, and there were no wings floating behind him, he just stood in the void, looking down at Fan Song.
"You are too weak, so let's end it!"
The disciple of the Zhentian Fa Zong looked at Fan Song coldly, with a trace of disdain on his face, he waved his cane in the air, and the rune appeared in the sky.
"The drifting wind, gathered here, condensed in front of me, for my use..."
With the waving of the cane of the disciple of Zhentian Fa Zong, the runes in the sky accumulated more and more, and at the same time, the power of the endless wind condensed, the void trembled, the roar continued, and the momentum was terrifying.
"What a pure wind energy!" Tang Wan'er exclaimed. She is also a strong wind attribute, and she is most sensitive to this energy.
"The strange and unique method of casting spells uses the rune of the crystal nucleus in the walking stick as the power, the spirit element as the guide, and the power of the soul fuses the power of heaven and earth to activate the rune in the crystal nucleus. Long Chen couldn't help but mutter to himself, this is the way he has never seen it before.
"…storm vortex!"
The disciple of the Suppressing Heavenly Sect sang very fast. With his singing, the wind element between heaven and earth seemed to hear his call, and for him to drive, a huge storm whirlpool went straight to Fan Song and killed him.
Fan Song was horrified. He found that he was locked when the disciples of the Zhentian Fa Zong were singing. There was no way to avoid it.
"boom"
What terrified everyone was that the huge boxing shadow inspired by Fan Song was instantly smashed, and Fan Song was swallowed by the storm whirlpool.
"Puff puff… "
The sound of the flesh being cut by a sharp blade kept ringing, and everyone felt a tingling in their scalps.
"Roar"
Suddenly, Fan Song let out a roar. He didn't know what trick he used. The huge storm vortex was shattered, revealing Fan Song's figure.
At this moment, a rune lit up on Fan Song's forehead, obviously using the last trump card, driving the power of the original rune, and shattering the storm whirlpool, but he was covered in blood at this time, with countless wounds, and the blood slowly overflowed.
"Be careful!"
Suddenly someone exclaimed loudly, but unfortunately the arena's protective cover blocked the outside world, so Fan Song didn't hear it at all.
Just when Fan Song shattered the whirlpool storm, an arrow of ice stabbed silently from Fan Song's back.
"puff"
The arrow of ice pierced through Fan Song's back, and Fan Song's entire body was instantly covered with frost. At this moment, a beam of light shot straight towards Fan Song's eyebrows. (To be continued)