Chapter 1402 Surprised Spirit Witch

"Ten moves determine the outcome?" Wang Qingchen couldn't help laughing: "It doesn't take ten moves, but three moves can determine the winner!"

Swish——

Wang Qingchen made seals with both hands, swift and skillful, and everyone looked at him, only afterimages were changing.

The deep witch power in his body is like a volcanic eruption, but it is compressed and rotates between his palms.

At a glance, it looks like two round blades, exuding a dangerous aura in the left and right hands.

"It is possible to compress the witch power to such an extent?" The expressions of the four rudder masters of the Saintess Hall all changed.

A look of jealousy appeared on their faces. As elders, they felt ashamed of themselves in the face of the extremely compressed witch power.

"The Shattering World and No Dust Curse!" Wang Qingchen sipped softly, and the compressed witch power swirling around in his left and right hands suddenly radiated ripples all over the sky.

Different from ordinary ripples, the ripples in front of you are wave after wave, each wave is like a circular blade, cutting everything.

Shhhhhh-

The space shook again and again, and the place where the ripples passed was as black as ink.

The audience in all directions couldn't help holding their breath through the defensive witchcraft barrier, feeling terrified.

"Is this the inherited witchcraft of the Wang family?"

"It should be. It is rumored that this is one of the few witchcrafts left by the ancestor witches back then. Although it is not as good as the Yin-Yang style of talent, it is still very terrifying. There was once a leader who successfully practiced and challenged the four great masters of God's Domain with this technique." The monarchs of the dynasty, in the end, they were all defeated!"

"That's right! That was one of the few glorious moments of our Wu Clan. Unfortunately, the leader died young before he could lead us back to God's Realm! To this day, no one has practiced this style to the peak. the heat!"

"But Wang Qingchen's technique is expected to achieve great success! When the leader was at his age, he was not as good as that! If Wang Qingchen keeps practicing, he will definitely be able to practice this technique to the great perfection!"

Speaking of this, a group of audiences all showed excitement and excitement.

"Wang Qingchen is worthy of being ranked second in the Holy Son assessment. Although he failed, in terms of understanding and talent, he is far better than most of the previous Holy Sons!"

"Well, although this Mr. Yi broke into the ninth round,

But to survive from Wang Qingchen's hands, I think it is extremely difficult. "

boom--

The ripples cut and passed, and the rumbling sound stirred the earth's aura into chaos, and the witch power was wanton.

As a result, the scene of the arena inside the barrier was distorted, and the outside world couldn't see clearly, only the continuous roar could be heard, and the figures of the two were blurred.

"one move!"

At this moment, everyone felt that it was impossible for Mr. Yi to be able to defeat this Wang Qingchen who came out of the ages.

A warm and calm voice came from the arena.

Everyone looked closely, and were shocked to find that Mr. Yi's white fingers easily caught the sharp ripples from the other party!

"Ah! How is it possible? The ripples are so sharp that they can cut even space!"

"Who is he? What kind of witchcraft is this? Why have you never heard of it?"

"It's unbelievable. You can release a powerful spell with just your fingers, and invisibly dissolve the Dacheng's Shattering World and Cleansing Curse!" Among the crowd, an old man with extraordinary eyesight recognized the mystery of this style.

"It's just..." the old man twisted his beard, and his eyes showed surprise: "There are not many spells that can resist the Shattering World Dust Curse! Moreover, it is only in the hands of the leader, the Temple of the Holy Child, and the Hall of the Holy Maiden. Their people are also selected from thousands of people, and most of them are only qualified to practice by the Holy Son and the Holy Maiden, why..."

Hearing this, everyone was also surprised.

That's right, why is this kind of inherited witchcraft not allowed to be practiced by a saint, but given to a... man!

Would the Hall of the Holy Maiden still secretly cultivate male geniuses?

"Could it be that the Saintess Hall has been dormant for many years and has finally cultivated a powerful genius who can resolve the inevitable failure of the Saintess's son-in-law?" Someone speculated.

He does not mean that.

Someone flicked their eyes back and forth between Su Yu and Mr. Yi, and suddenly realized: "I know! The Temple of the Holy Maiden is so deeply hidden!"

"Why did they make Su Yu come late and arouse everyone's dissatisfaction? Just to let everyone focus on Su Yu!"

"Why did they arrange such superficial cheating methods to arouse even more dissatisfaction? Let Su Yu attract everyone's attention!"

"So, we didn't pay attention to this Mr. Yi!"

"He is the real trump card of the Holy Maiden Hall! Su Yu is just an eye-catching role!"

After hearing such an analysis, everyone suddenly realized.

No wonder the Hall of the Holy Maiden was uncharacteristically, not only cheating, but also being so arrogant. It turned out that she was waiting for this moment.

Looking at the expressions of the Temple of the Holy Child and related forces, it is obviously a bit ugly. Obviously, they were also calculated by the Hall of the Holy Lady.

Su Yu secretly said: "You finally noticed it."

From the beginning, Su Yu felt that the arrangement of the Saintess Hall must have a deep meaning, and he understood it when he saw Mr. Yi.

"However, I'm afraid there is one more thing that you haven't noticed." Su Yu said.

On the ring, Wang Qingchen looked surprised, staring at the opponent's fingers in surprise: "Who are you?"

Mr. Yi smiled lightly: "The one who competes for the saint."

After finishing speaking, he pinched Wang Qingchen with both fingers.

Wang Qingchen's face suddenly changed, he could vaguely perceive the witch power in his body, which was out of control under his grip!

"Scatter it for me!" Wang Qingchen circulated the witch power in his body to counter the opponent's mysterious two-finger power.

But to Wang Qingchen's astonishment, Mr. Yi just smiled lightly and changed his two fingers into five fingers! !

Holding five fingers together, Wang Qingchen's pores were like a fountain, overflowing with witch power, all of them were attracted to Mr. Yi!

His witch power decreased, but Mr. Yi's witch power increased dramatically!

In an instant, the two of them ebbed and flowed, and their shamanic powers were very different.

Encountering such a domineering and weird witchcraft, Wang Qingchen was shocked, but realized something: "It turned out to be you!!"

Mr. Yi smiled lightly, but said nothing.

Wang Qingchen hesitated for a while, then clasped his fists and bowed: "I am not your opponent! Unexpectedly, your strength is hidden so deeply! If it were you, I think your Holy Maiden Hall may not have hope to survive this calamity."

"I admit defeat." After speaking, Wang Qingchen stepped back from the ring.

The patriarch of the Wang family, who is immortal, frowned and said: "Qingchen, have you seen the identity of the other party? Who is it?"

Wang Qingchen shook his head: "I can't say it now."

He looked outside the hall and said, "Our agreement with the Chu family has come to an end, and we don't have to work hard for them."

The patriarch of the royal family nodded slightly. Yes, they have kept their promise and tried their best to disrupt the meeting.

Now that Wang Qingchen is defeated, they don't have to continue, they can retreat.

The royal patriarch simply closed his eyes and stopped paying attention to the arena.

But Wang Qingchen stared closely at Young Master Yi, his eyes filled with excitement and anticipation.

"Young Master Yi has won nine consecutive victories, and has obtained the qualifications to be a candidate for the Holy Daughter's Husband." The Master of the Holy Daughter Palace said this expressionlessly.

There are slight fluctuations in the calm words, showing the unrest in the heart.

A long-cherished wish for many years has finally come true!

Several rudder masters and hall masters all wept with joy.

Finally a nine-game winning streak was born, and it was theirs.

Regardless of whether Zhao Tianyin wins the next battle with Su Yu or not, the saint has a choice, and that is Mr. Yi.

According to the rules, if Young Master Yi agrees to become the husband of the holy daughter, he can fulfill the prerequisites for the holy daughter to inherit the position of leader.

The Hall of the Holy Maiden was finally able to compete fairly with the Hall of the Holy Child.

"Hehe, the Hall of the Holy Maiden has finally turned around!"

"Yeah, it's been so many years, I never thought I'd see the day when the Holy Daughter successfully recruits a husband again."

"The abacus of the Holy Child Hall has come to nothing."

However, at this moment, the discordant yin and yang tune sounded, clearly echoing over the Holy Maiden Hall.

Everyone searched carefully, only to be surprised to find that there were three people floating in the sky above the Holy Maiden Hall.

One of them was a middle-aged man who was covered in armor and had cold eyes.

"Chief Chu!"

The other is a young man with a gloomy expression, standing closely behind the middle-aged man.

"The Overlord of Chu is here too!"

The father and son of the Chu family were present at the same time.

But the audience, the Saintess Hall, and even the people in the Saints Hall paid the most attention to an inconspicuous old man in sackcloth behind them.

Seeing this person, the Saintess Hall Master and the Saint Son Hall Master stood up one after another, and even the patriarch of the royal family suddenly opened his eyes, showing surprise, and stood up together with the two Hall Masters, and went to greet him through the sky.

"See Lord Lingwu!" The three supreme figures who held great power in their hands saluted the old man in sackcloth one after another.

The old man in sackcloth had no expression on his face, but he nodded his head dispensably, and actually accepted their bow.

This scene was extremely unbelievable in Su Yu's eyes, but in the eyes of the Wu people, it was nothing more than ordinary.

The strength and power of the spirit witch may not be as high as the three supreme powerhouses, but he has a special identity! !

Master Mochizuki's servant!

During the hierarch's retreat, any order from the hierarch was conveyed through the spirit witch.

In the Wu clan, the spirit witch is the incarnation of the leader, seeing him is like seeing the leader.

But the spirit witch seldom shows up, and often only stays by the leader's side, waiting for the leader to summon him.

Today, he suddenly appeared at the Saint Daughter Recruitment Conference!

What's more worth pondering is that those who came with him are the Chu family!

Others may not know it, but how can the people in the Temple of the Holy Maiden not know that Patriarch Chu left yesterday with hatred?

The old man is not good at the moment!

The Lord of the Holy Maiden stepped forward and said, "Dare to ask the spirit witch, but is there a message from the leader?"

The old man in sackcloth skipped her gaze and landed on Mr. Yi. He spoke slowly, with a hoarse and indifferent voice: "Someone reported to the leader that the Holy Maiden Palace violated the ancestral rules and interfered in the holy daughter's recruitment. The old man was ordered by the leader to Come and investigate!"

Hearing this, the hearts of everyone in the Hall of the Holy Maiden thumped.

The Lord of the Holy Maiden Palace hurriedly said: "Master Lingwu, please be aware that the Holy Maiden Palace has always followed the ancient precepts and never violated them."

The eyes of the old man in sackcloth turned cold: "Then who is he?"

His old fingers landed on Mr. Yi from a little distance away, and a wave of obscure witch power swept over Mr. Yi.

I saw that the witch power fell on his body, and ripples splashed on his body surface.

There seemed to be an extraordinarily high level of witchcraft covering his body.

"Broken!" The old man in sackcloth sneered, and the witch power covering his body suddenly shattered.

Next, a surprising scene appeared.