Chapter 1693 Yue Yeming vs Tian Qingyun
"Semi-finals begin!"
When the four of Ye Chenfeng arrived, and the sky-wall-like stands were full, the white-haired old man appeared in the void and announced loudly.
"come on!"
Ling Yuxin looked at Yue Yeming, who stood up slowly, with high fighting spirit, and encouraged him softly.
"Don't worry, I have the strength to defeat him!"
Yue Yeming smiled at Ling Yuxin, stepped on the mysterious sword map, and walked slowly to the martial arts platform.
"Yue Yeming's imagining of Tian Qingyun is exciting, I don't know who of them will have the last laugh!"
"I think Tian Qingyun is more likely to win. After all, Tian Qingyun is the biggest favorite to win this hundred battles!"
"Yeah, almost the Celestial Clan has swept all the Hundred Battles and Martial Arts Championships. Tian Qingyun definitely has cards we can't imagine. It's too difficult for Yue Yeming to defeat him!"
Looking at the two arrogantly standing on the martial arts platform, the audience in the stands kept predicting the result of the game, but more people were still optimistic about Tian Qingyun, feeling that he would have the last laugh.
"Brother Chenfeng, who do you think will win?"
The spirit fish took a big bite of the spirit fruit, and asked while chewing.
"If it is based on normal strength, the outcome between them should be 55 to 50, but I feel that Tian Qingyun has an extremely terrible trump card. If he uses that trump card, Ye Ming may be hard to resist!"
Ye Chenfeng glanced at Yue Yeming and Tian Qingyun with his eyes like torches, and slightly raised Yue Ye Ming to be worried.
"Yue Yeming, I hope to fight in a while, don't let me down!"
Tian Qingyun calmly looked at Yue Yeming, who was in high spirits, surrounded by the chain of Taoism, and his gentle voice revealed extremely strong domineering.
"Don't worry, I won't let anyone down!"
Yue Yeming responded calmly with a faint smile.
"Haha, I hope so!"
Tian Qingyun raised his head and let out a long roar, and several powerful Dao intentions spewed out of his body, forming a vast ocean above his head, surging above the martial arts platform.
"This day, Qingyun is really powerful, and the Four Great Ways he comprehends are actually infinitely close to Saint-level Ways!"
Looking at the vast ocean of Taoism above Tian Qingyun's head, Ye Chenfeng couldn't help showing a solemn expression on his face. He had a feeling that Tian Qingyun had touched the edge of the holy-level Taoism.
"Get ready, the game begins!"
Looking at the tit-for-tat and not showing weakness to each other, the white-haired old man started a series of bans and announced the start of the first round of semi-finals.
At the beginning of the game, neither Yue Yeming nor Tian Qingyun moved. They simultaneously mobilized powerful Taoism, attacked each other, and competed for their understanding of Taoism.
"Boom!"
The sea of Taoism above Tian Qingyun's head rolled violently, turning into a terrifying river of Taoism, rolling and roaring in the void, trying to engulf Yue Yeming.
In the face of the rushing attack from the river of Taoism, Yue Yeming quickly deduced the meaning of Taoism, turning it into a terrifying vortex of meaning, twisting the void, and resisting the river of Taoism coming from the rush.
The two powerful Taoisms collided together, and immediately formed a terrible Taoism storm in the void, like a fierce confrontation between thousands of troops and horses in the void.
"Not bad, I didn't expect that with your age and strength, your understanding of Taoism is not weaker than mine!"
Tian Qingyun continued to evolve powerful Taoism, and he fiercely confronted Yue Yeming for Banzhuxiang's time, but failed to suppress him, and gradually lost his patience.
"Buzz!"
The whole void trembled.
Tian Qingyun's thoughts moved, and he summoned the eight fierce battle guns of the middle-grade Tongtian Holy Artifact. The terrifying battle gun was like a wandering dragon, tore through the violent storm of Taoism and stabbed directly at Yue Yeming.
"cut!"
Yue Yeming's eyes shot out endless sword intent, and the mid-grade Tongtian Holy Sword flew out of his body, blended with powerful Tao intent, and slashed at the eight fierce battle spears that came straight at it, forcibly resisted. The attack of the Eight Fierce War Guns.
The Eight Fierce War Spears were cut back, Tian Qingyun took a step, grabbed the Eight Fierce War Spears, danced quickly, intertwined with one after another astonishingly powerful spear lights, fiercely attacked Yue Yeming, trying to suppress his offensive .
Although Yue Yeming is a realm lower than Tian Qingyun, and only has the peak strength of the six-star Taoist master, Yue Yeming's combat power is not weaker than Tian Qingyun. Don't panic, holding the middle-grade Tongtian Holy Sword to meet it with all your strength, and fighting fiercely in the martial arts platform.
Due to the fast attack speed of the two, for a while, illusory shadows appeared in the entire martial arts platform, and fierce collisions occurred continuously. loud.
"Yue Yeming is too powerful, he and Tian Qingyun are facing off against each other, but he is not at a disadvantage!"
Xia Wendie looked at Yue Yeming, who was fighting fiercely and showed no weakness, and couldn't help but sigh.
"Now the two of them are just trying to attack, and neither of them has used their full strength and trump cards!"
Ye Chenfeng stared at the two who were fighting fiercely, and the brain-devouring brain was also quickly deducing at this time, deducing their attack methods.
The two pointed to Maimang, and fought fiercely for more than half an hour without showing weakness. Yue Yeming's offensive was gradually restrained by Tian Qingyun, and his body was also forced back by the spears that were sharp enough to pierce the mountains.
"The power of three lives!"
At the moment when the offensive was suppressed by Tian Qingyun, a mysterious power surged out of Yue Yeming's body, ignoring Tian Qingyun's defense, and blasted directly into his soul sea, causing his soul to tremble, and a slight delay in defense.
"Feathering Extreme Sword!"
Seizing this fleeting opportunity, Yue Yeming's entire body was integrated with his evolved Taoism, and a white feather-like sword light shot out, with the ultimate power of shattering, and smashed to the close at hand. azure cloud.
"Boom boom boom!"
A cracking sound rang out.
The feather breaking sword that Yue Yeming cast continued to explode on Tian Qingyun's body. The terrifying force continuously shattered Tian Qingyun's defense, bombarded his retreat, and a wisp of blood flowed down the corner of his mouth.
"Oh my God, Tian Qingyun is injured!"
"This month, Ye Ming is too powerful, and he injured Tian Qingyun so quickly!"
Witnessing the scene in which Tian Qingyun was injured by Yue Yeming, there was one after another gasps in the stands, and everyone was stunned by the scene in front of them.
"Great, I didn't expect you to have such a trump card, I really underestimate you!"
Although he was injured by Yue Yeming, Tian Qingyun's fighting spirit did not weaken. Cold light shot out from his deep eyes, stared at Yue Yeming, and said coldly.
"You are also very good. You were only slightly injured by the attack of the Feather Breaking Sword that I cast!"
Tian Qingyun was injured, but there was not a trace of joy on Yue Yeming's face, but a dignified expression.
Tian Qingyun was able to resist most of the attacks of the Feather Breaker Sword while his reaction was slow, which showed how terrible he was.
"Okay, the warm-up is over, let's start the real competition!"
With that said, Tian Qingyun unlocked a mysterious power in his body. With this power, his own strength rose steadily, and soon surpassed the one-star god, reaching the pinnacle of two-star god, the chains of Taoism wrapped around his body. even more terrifying.
"Yue Yeming, take a shot at me!"
Tian Qingyun let out a loud shout, and the whole body merged with the eight fierce battle spears in his hand, like a black dragon going out to sea, and stabbed Yue Yeming's chest with a spear. Tongtian Holy Skill fully defended.