Chapter 1340 Give Half Life? (First Update! Please Subscribe!)

But at the next moment, the crystal string changed, the harp music turned, and Cen Fangwo turned from defense to offense again, knocking Pei Ling to the ground instead...

The two fought, but the soft sword fell into Pei Ling's hands!

Zhu Yijianxiu frowned suddenly, and asked in surprise, "【Star Pointing Sword Art】?"

[Star Pointing Sword Art] was realized by a reclusive senior sword cultivator of the Cold Dark Sword Sect, who watched the stars at night. It was stored in the inner sect, and even disciples of the outer sect could not practice it.

This holy son of Chongming sect obviously practiced the Dao of the sword, but now he also secretly learned the sword skills of the Han'an sword sect?

Before Zhu Yijianxiu could figure out the situation, Pei Ling had already been kicked away by Cen Fangwo's soft sword...

The old man of Jiuyi Mountain caressed his long beard, and said slowly: "The [Star Pointing Sword Technique] of Han'an Sword Sect is suitable for hard swords, not soft swords."

"Although this Pei Ling did not know where he learned a few [Star Pointing Swordsmanship], he only knows superficially and does not know how to change it."

"Otherwise Headmaster Cen was in danger just now..."

Zhu Yijianxiu shook his head slightly, and said, "No! Even if this Pei Ling is proficient in [Star Pointing Sword Art], it is useless!"

"[Star Pointing Sword Technique] was originally used by monks. In one breath, thousands of stabs are accumulated. Wherever the sword edge goes, it is like mercury pouring down the ground, leaving no gaps."

"If it is supported by magic power, it is certainly extremely terrifying."

"But right now, both of them are mortal bodies, and their strength is limited after all, but it is more important to use subtle and energy-saving moves!"

"Teacher Cen is proficient in ordinary martial arts, and such a swordsmanship based on mana is full of flaws in his eyes!"

"Unless Pei Ling used a knife just now."

Hearing this, everyone else nodded in agreement.

This holy son of Chongming Sect practiced the Dao of the Sword, even though he had never practiced ordinary sword skills, but as a Daoist Sword Cultivator, he was able to achieve victory without any moves.

And the opponent is not good at swordsmanship, even if he has a soft sword in his hand and the [Star Pointing Sword Art] of the Hanyan Sword Sect, it is still incompatible with each other, and he cannot gain a decisive advantage at all.

In particular, it is still a soft sword that has extremely high requirements on the user...

At this time, Empress Liu Greed opened her mouth and asked, "But I don't know where Pei Ling learned this [Star Pointing Sword Art]?"

Zhu Yijianxiu frowned, shook his head and said, "I don't know either."

While they were talking, the situation in the field changed again. Cen Fangwo had already strangled Pei Ling's neck, restrained him firmly, and began to persuade the opponent to surrender.

The Zhengdao people suddenly felt certain, the victory and defeat have been decided!

This holy son of the Chongming Sect is extremely talented, powerful, and his demonic power is just beginning to show, but he is still defeated by the head teacher Cen!

The old man at Nine Yi Mountain said slowly: "Headmaster Cen has always loved talents, even though his time is running out because of Pei Ling's challenge, he still can't bear to let him get lost... Such a heart is worthy of Su Zhentian."

"This Pei Ling, who came from a humble background, made his way to the position of the Holy Son of Chongming Sect step by step, but disregarded his bright future and prosperous youth. He was not afraid of life and death, and devoted himself to seeking the Tao. It would be a pity if he died like this."

Empress Liu Greed's eyes flickered, and said: "Your Majesty has also recruited this son, but it was not successful."

"Right now, life is hanging by a thread, life and death are in the hands of Master Cen, but I don't know if this Pei Ling will be shaken?"

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At the same time, the void where the Demon Gate spectator monks are located.

Three figures stood in the air, with demonic energy billowing all over their bodies, with awe-inspiring evil intentions, countless figures of ghosts, corpse puppets, and resentful souls appeared around them, faintly visible, and the sound of wailing was overwhelming.

Ren Jiao, Wushouzi and the gray-robed monk turned a deaf ear to these visions, and also stared at the battlefield in Xiji Ruins.

The monk in the gray robe of the Tower of Reincarnation shook his head slightly and sighed, "It's a pity!"

"This seat has seen the pictures of Pei Ling's previous two battles."

"If it is a competition of positive strength, the chances of winning are great."

"But in this [Seal of Lawlessness], it is restricted everywhere."

"It seems that he is no match for this Cen Fangwo."

Speaking of this, the gray-robed monk could not hide his disappointment.

If this Pei Ling can win another game, and then challenge the lord of Jiuyi Mountain and the lord of the Han'an Sword Sect, one more bandit of heaven and earth can be eradicated here.

At that time, the holy tower will once again start the war against counterfeits, and it will definitely be able to sweep the holes in the courtyard and restore the world to a bright future!

Ren Jiao, a natural teacher, said calmly, "The hypocrisy is just targeting it."

"Moreover, Su Zhentian's [Shuhe Tianyin] is one of the means of his sect."

"Cen Fangwo paid such a price, but the current result is also reasonable."

Wushouzi of Wushi Villa listened, glanced at the two of them contemptuously, and said: "The mere immortals have eyes but no pearls, and don't understand the fairy emperor's whimsical thoughts, so don't open your mouth, lest you will increase your laughter."

"Emperor Pei Xian just thinks it's too boring to crush directly."

"Right now, let Cen Fangwo die first."

"Otherwise, winning would be too simple and boring for the Immortal Emperor."

"It's ridiculous that these low-level immortals with a dusty Taoist heart think they are sure of victory."

"Things like these insects don't know the power of the Immortal Emperor at all!"

"As for the two of you, they are extremely stupid and short-sighted, which is exactly the same as hypocrisy."

"In vain for the holy way!"

Hearing this, Ren Jiao chuckled and didn't bother to talk nonsense with Wushi Villa.

The monk in the gray robe of the Reincarnation Tower said in a low voice: "I hope everything is as Jinxian said."

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Xiji Market.

The chains of gold stamens and white petals are layered upon layers, forming a vast ocean like the sea, covering the entire sky.

The scattered smoke and dust slowly fell, revealing the tightly entangled two people.

Cen Fangwo knelt down on one knee, and the splendid long skirt was covered with mud and sand, like flowers blooming suddenly. Between the hem of the skirt, her complexion was as clear as snow. Arms, waist straight, waiting for his reply.

At this time, Pei Ling's body was covered with scars, his robe was torn, and blood was still slowly flowing down from the bloody hole on his left shoulder, soaking the sleeves and even staining Cen Fangwo's skirt behind him red.

In the fierce battle where he lost his cultivation base, he lost a lot of blood, coupled with the fact that he was choking on Cen Fangwo at this moment, Pei Ling was extremely quiet and relaxed.

Hearing the Headmaster's persuasion to surrender, Pei Ling, who had no strength to resist, suddenly said in a weak voice, "Thank you, Headmaster Cen, for your love."

"It's a pity, this battle has taught you the [Seal of Lawlessness], but you haven't seen the real mastery of Master Cen..."

His voice sounded extremely weak, as if he had run out of fuel, but there was a strong sense of domineering self-confidence in his voice, without the slightest bit of unwillingness or regret for defeat.

Cen Fangwo immediately realized that something was wrong, and immediately without any hesitation, his right arm suddenly contracted, bursting out with a powerful force!

At the same time, the ice crystal harp not far away quickly flashed streams of light, the twenty-five strings danced continuously, and the sound of the music was sudden and rapid, like a torrential rain, and an iron horse with golden arms, which further strengthened Cen Fangwo's strength.

But the next moment...

Let's watch the second, third and fourth changes at night.