Chapter 821: Battle of Variants

Boom-!

A terrifying blow, a terrifying sword energy.

Mo Wushang's immortal dark flames were all defeated, and there was even a scar on his forehead, right next to the demon eye, which was almost hit.

"You dare to hurt my magic eye?"

"It doesn't matter if I hurt you. There is no comparison between your strength and the Holy Son. You are too biased. The soul secret technique is indeed powerful, but once it is restrained, there is no other way."

Qin Bixue sneered.

"Really? Then let me show you my unique skills that I have never used before!

Magic Eye·Demon King Transformation! "

As Mo Wushang's cold voice sounded, his body began to change rapidly. A pair of terrifying devil horns sprouted from his head, and a pair of black flesh wings sprouted from his back.

The muscles on the body are also as strong as iron.

The most terrifying thing was that his body was more than ten times longer. His huge body stood there, looking down at Qin Bixue, as if he was a demon king.

"Tsk tsk, it is indeed related to Crow Qianxue. The transformation of Crow Qianxue is very similar to Mo Wushang."

Ling Xiao couldn't help but admire.

After the transformation, Mo Wushang not only increases the power of the magic eye's skills, but also greatly improves his defense and strength, and can also fly in a short period of time.

This huge advantage was originally what he planned to use against Ji Mingkong, but now, he could only use it first.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to defeat Qin Bixue.

"Hey, the transformation is really good, but do you think you are the only one who can change?"

Qin Bixue showed a strange smile.

"Blood Knife Transformation: Killing Demon King!"

In an instant, Qin Bixue's body shape also changed. His body did not become bigger, but there was an extra layer of strange armor on his body. The blood knife in his hand was gone, and that layer of armor was full of sharp blades. .

The body size has not increased, but it has also made great progress in speed and lethality.

"Okay, let's see whose transformation is more powerful!"

The huge body and the steel body fought together.

On the chaotic competition stage, only Mo Wushang's figure could be seen and the blood-red light emitted from the demon eyes from time to time.

Qin Bi's blood flow was so fast that he could hardly see anyone.

After dozens of rounds.

The two separated again.

"you lose!"

Qin Bixue smiled slightly. The blade of his body was all covered with blood, but it was not his.

"Why didn't you use this move when you just dealt with the Holy Son?"

Mo Wushang returned to his original state and knelt on one knee with a pale face. He was obviously seriously injured.

"It's very simple. This is my real strongest move. Unfortunately, it doesn't make sense to face the Holy Son who has reached the early stage of Liangyitian. So it's better to stay and deal with you."

Qin Bixue smiled.

"That's true, I did lose!"

Mo Wushang's expression was a little sad.

He originally thought that he was the only one qualified to challenge the Holy Son, but now it seems that he can't even defeat Qin Bixue, so how can he defeat the Holy Son?

You must know that the Holy Son defeated Qin Bixue very easily.

"I didn't expect Qin Bixue to have such a killing move. Alas, Mo Wushang actually lost to him. Our last hope was shattered. It doesn't look like there will be any surprises."

"I'm really looking forward to Ling Xiao and Long Chen. Ling Xiao hasn't shown his true strength until now, and it's possible that Long Chen's strength will obviously improve significantly after the battle with Liu Taiyin. "

"Bai Qianjiao is also possible. Don't underestimate that woman. Did any of you ever think that she could defeat the red carp?"

"Speaking of Hong Li, it's such a pity that she lost to Bai Qianjiao. It can be seen that she still has some strength that has not been fully displayed."

"It's useless to say anything now. Let's continue watching the game. Maybe we will know the answer soon."

The warriors in the audience are now anxious and disappointed.

What's worrying is that so far no one has shown the strength to challenge the Holy Son.

They hope that Ling Xiao, Long Chen, Bai Qianjiao, and Hong Li can show their true strength as soon as possible.

As for the disappointment, it was purely because the Holy Son was too powerful, so there was no suspense in the game.

Who would like to watch a game without suspense? They would definitely feel unhappy.

Qin Bixue absorbed Mo Wushang's luck, and the luck originally lost due to losing to Ji Mingkong was completely replenished. Not only that, it also increased a lot, reaching the level of Bading, already surpassing Ling Xiao.

Mo Wushang walked off the stage, a little lost.

Losing Qin Bi's blood was a big blow to him.

He originally thought that the only person he could not defeat was Ji Mingkong, but he did not expect that Qin Bixue would give him his first taste of defeat.

And Bai Qianjiao and Ling Xiao, whom he has not yet fought against, may be threats to him. Will he fail again?

Before this scene, he had never had such an idea.

The twelve rounds of competition continued.

Soon there was a situation of strong dialogue.

Standing on the competition stage were actually Ling Xiao and Long Chen.

"Although I know there will definitely be such a battle, I think it's still a bit early."

Long Chen knew that he was no match for Ling Xiao, but he didn't want to admit defeat.

He also wanted to see how big the gap was between himself and his brother Ling.

"Go with all your strength. Your golden dragon form can actually be displayed by disguising yourself as a martial spirit. That way you will be fully capable. Even if you encounter Mo Wushang, you will not lose."

Ling Xiao also wanted to fight Long Chen in such a battle.

Ordinary sparring is definitely not as exciting as this kind of battle.

What's more, if he wants to hide his relationship with the Divine Sword Sect, he must fight with Long Chen, otherwise it will be easy for others to see the problem.

"Now that I know Brother Ling, I won't show mercy!"

Long Chen took a deep breath and directly entered the tenth human-dragon form.

In his normal form, he looked down upon Ling Xiao and had no qualifications to compete with Ling Xiao.

"Golden Dragon Fist Technique!"

Long Chen originally learned how to use a sword from Ling Xiao, but was corrected by Ling Xiao.

The powerful defensive capabilities of the Dragon Clan would be a waste if they used swords.

Only boxing and physical fighting methods are more suitable for the Dragon Clan.

You must know that the sharp claws and teeth of the Dragon Clan are no worse than the weapons of magic weapons.

In Long Chen's heart, Ling Xiao was a stronger being than the Holy Son, so he didn't dare to show mercy at all.

There was no need to be merciful, because he knew that no matter how he attacked, it would be impossible to hurt Ling Xiao.

The terrifying Golden Dragon Fist punched one after another, as if the surrounding space was shaking, and the cracks in the already cracked competition platform became wider and wider.

At this time, his fighting power was obviously much higher than when he fought against Liu Taiyin.

"The young people of this generation are really strong. This competition stage has been used for so many years, and it was destroyed once when Ji Fuling and Yu Xuanyue fought. I didn't expect that in this generation, it would be destroyed again."

"Yes, this Long Chen can actually continue to improve during the battle. His current cultivation and strength have been comprehensively improved. I guess Ling Xiao will have to use real methods. Otherwise, I'm afraid, He won’t be Long Chen’s opponent.”

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