Chapter 388 Mo Dao VS Han Xue

"Go home and fix the house."

A large group of people from the inner gate arrived with great momentum, but left dejectedly.

That's it, I still have to accompany him all the way with Hehexiao, that girl Linglong has a bad temper.

Before leaving, everyone in the inner sect glanced at Zhao Yun.

This glance was full of profound meaning.

The person introduced by the handsome lady is indeed no ordinary person! It can actually shake the golden body of the Buddha. Seeing how badly Prajna was injured, it is obviously related to Ji Hen. Even the Buddha was thrown into the inner door. What a terrible backlash this must have suffered. Prajna is no match for him. What a monster.

"Tianzong, we have another talent." Bai Xuanshi took a deep breath.

The expressions of other inner sect elders are different, some are amazed, some are jealous, and some have cold eyes. There are many forces in Tianzong, and not everyone likes talents. In other words, because of their position, Ji Hen is a female. The person introduced by Shuai was from the handsome female faction, a force that did not have a very friendly relationship with Chu Lan. They did not want such a monster to come out of the handsome female camp.

However, Linglong won the battle today and did not dare to make too many mistakes.

They were able to offend the handsome maiden, but they couldn't offend Linglong. To put it bluntly, they were afraid of Hongyuan, who was in the real Tianwu realm. He did not need to inform the Emperor of Daxia when he killed people.

"It's so lively."

Looking at the inner sect elders leaving, Wu Xuantong coughed dryly.

I have hosted so many new sect competitions, but this time it was so lively that even the inner sect was alarmed. It was a blessing that Linglong suppressed the situation, otherwise it would have been really difficult to deal with the old guy.

"Next time, don't be so presumptuous." Yun Yan glanced at Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun also coughed dryly and missed his aim, throwing it at the wrong place.

While coughing, he glanced at Linglong with a grateful look.

Linglong only drank tea, and she was the most leisurely person in the scene. Even though it seemed like nothing on the surface, in fact, she was shocked in her heart. This little kid named Ji Hen was not only a monster, but a monster that defied the heavens!

The inner doorman left, but the scene was silent.

Regardless of elders or disciples, monsters or losers, their eyes fell on Zhao Yun. He looked at him as if he were looking at a monster. The True Spirit Realm defeated Prajna in the Xuanyang Realm and gave the Buddha... a violent beating. , after falling, he also threw it into the inner door. What a terrifying background this guy must have. For the new disciples who joined the sect, no one except Chu Wushuang can take him down!

The funny thing is, they didn’t know until today.

It's also because the thing is hidden too deeply.

He has a public face and is a true spiritual practitioner. Anyone who looks at it will see it clearly!

However, that guy is extremely strong.

This surprise came so unexpectedly.

For a long time, there was no sound at the ruined site. They all had different expressions, like the evil disciples, all of them were full of fear; like the ordinary disciples, all of them looked like gods; like the elders, all of them were covering their chests, especially the one who was playing football. A few of them were so distressed that they wanted to scream. Such an incredible talent was kicked away by them. Also like Wei Chuan and Wei Teng, who had hot faces and walked around in circles. It turned out that ...They are the clowns.

puff!

The endless silence was broken by the sound of Prajna vomiting blood.

She failed, she was completely defeated.

He even took out one of the giant Buddha's hands, but failed to capture Ji Hen from the True Spirit Realm. Not only was he not captured, the giant Buddha was also beaten and knocked to pieces, and even she suffered a terrible backlash. The internal injuries were serious, and the golden body of the Buddha, which was finally kept in captivity, had to be recast.

In this battle, the defeat was tragic.

There are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world. Now I really understand.

There was a hint of self-mockery in her smile. No matter how high her attitude was before the battle, she was also self-mockery at this moment. She was defeated by the true spirit realm. If the two of them were in the same realm, wouldn't they lose even more miserably.

"Where's the one who wanted to change his surname just now?" Su Yu picked his ears.

"Where's the one who just called you eating at the table?" Jiannan picked his nose.

"Where's the one... who wanted to cut up my little brother just now?" The two said in unison.

As soon as the words came out, Lao Xuanshan, Chen Xuanlao, and Man Teng became the focus of everyone's attention. Lao Xuanshan simply buried his head; Chen Xuanlao looked at the endless sky. As for Da Mantou, She subconsciously covered her crotch, damn... I accidentally said too much.

"Old Ji Xuan, I will call you that from now on."

"Come...old man Xuanshan, the table has been prepared for you...made of pure steel."

"You silly guy, don't blame me, I can't bear it either."

There are talents everywhere. Someone has changed the surname for Mr. Chen Xuan; someone has also given a table made of pure steel to Mr. Xuanshan; there are also a group of talents gathered together, surrounding Man Teng, who are all sharpening their knives. The grinding is so polished that the long-term pain is not as good as the short-term pain. It can be solved with one knife.

"Ji Hen, it's your uncle's." All three of them swore.

"None of my business." Zhao Yun sat down with his hands on his waist.

how to say? He is good at throwing people. This was the first time he threw the Buddha, and he was able to dodge it.

Amused as it is, the competition will continue.

The venue was already dilapidated, but it did not hinder the progress of the competition. Wu Xuantong used the secret earth escape technique and rebuilt the collapsed battle platform. As for the seats for spectators! Find the land and think of a way by yourself. Ji Hen has defeated Prajna, and the next drama will be truly wonderful.

"Mo Dao, Han Xue, come on stage."

Wu Xuantong's words attracted everyone's attention to the fighting stage.

No one stopped talking nonsense. Whether it was those who changed their surnames, those who were preparing to have their younger brothers cut off, or those who were eating at the table, they all looked at the fighting platform. Onlookers must have the awareness of spectators! The rest... will be discussed later.

boom!

The Mo Dao took one step forward and landed with a thud, his aura overwhelming.

The cold snow is falling lightly, the haze is colorful all over the body, and the cold air is raging.

"Junior sister, I'm offended."

Mo Dao is not the master of the mother-in-law. He just said an indifferent preface and came over with the knife. His energy and blood were powerful enough. When he was three to five feet away, he jumped up and raised it above his head. Ling Tian slashed, and it was still a strike. The five-foot-long jet-black sword glow has terrifying lethality and unparalleled tyranny.

Hanxue didn't dare to underestimate him and flew away.

Even she didn't dare to resist this knife.

As she flew away, she made a seal with one hand, and the battle platform was covered with ice again. The ice blades flashed with icy cold light, like a clanging sword rain, and they slashed towards the ink knife.

Mo Dao immobilized himself and danced his sword to block.

He could resist Tang Hao's hidden weapon with his body-protecting essence.

But Han Xue's ice blade is no joke, it can easily break through his defense.

seal up!

Han Xue scolded lightly, and the seal in her hand changed again.

The same secret technique was performed again. Ice froze the soles of Mo Dao's feet. Layers of ice slag covered Mo Dao's calves upwards. Within a dozen seconds, they could be frozen into ice sculptures.

break!

The ink knife roared loudly, shattering the ice and sweeping across.

This sword was so overbearing that the air burst into flames.

Zheng!

Han Xue held the Yin Bing Sword in hand and drew a glacier, breaking the sword's light.

"Splitting the Sky." Mo Dao roared loudly, and swung his sword with another unparalleled sword light.

"Yinbing Heavenly Shield." Han Xuehuo steadied himself, brandishing a sword with one hand and making a seal with the other. A shield formed in front of him, with the meaning of Yinbing overflowing, and ancient talismans were engraved on it. arts.

pound!

The ink knife slashed hard into the shield.

He underestimated Han Xue. Even though he split the shield, he was pushed back by the shock. The knife in his hand buzzed and trembled. Even his arm was numb from the shock, and his muscles and bones ached terribly.

ban!

Han Xue Leng scolded and changed the seal formula once again.

Then, there was the sound of iron chains clattering. There were runic ice chains made of cold ice, with Mo Dao as the center, springing out from all directions, locking Mo Dao's hands and feet. Not only were they banned, but they were also With the suction, in just a few seconds, a lot of Mo Dao's energy and blood was sucked away.

"Break."

Mo Dao stood still, sword energy flying around his body.

His sword energy was also so powerful that he cut off the ice chains one by one.

Zheng!

Han Xue came to kill like a ghost, and Ling Tian slashed it down with one sword.

Buzz!

Just as Mo Dao broke the ice seal, he swung it out.

This blow was too hard, and both of them were knocked back. A layer of halo spread in all directions.

At the same moment, both of them were stationed and attacked each other. One was holding a Yin Ice Sword in his hand, his figure was graceful, and his sword skills were unpredictable. Every time he made a move, there was a cold air raging across the battlefield, and the sound of the sword was heard. Harsh; a hand-held black knife, with a domineering aura, the sword technique is extremely powerful, every knife is extremely powerful, the collision of weapons is accompanied by the sonorous and crisp sound of fire.

"good."

The audience cheered loudly.

Not to mention the disciples, even the elders have shining eyes. These two juniors are both unique talents. Now their fighting power is at full strength, and they are fighting equally. Because of this, the fight is exciting.

"Who do you think will win?" Su Yu asked while sharpening his knife.

"I'm more optimistic about sharpening the knife." Jian Nan replied and squatted there to sharpen the knife.

The two guys are also interesting. They are sharpening their knives while watching the battle. If they take the time, they will also take a look at Man Teng. Someone is going to cut up his little brother. Look at this big guy, he can stir-fry a plate of vegetables.

"Don't make trouble." Man Teng struggled violently.

Why was he struggling so violently? It was just because he was tied up by Wu Hua Da Da.

At this moment, it's like a maggot...wriggling on the ground? He doesn't want to enter the palace.

"Who is weak and who is strong?" Most of the elders were stroking their beards.

To be honest, I still dare not judge the outcome of the battle. Mo Dao and Han Xue are indeed equally matched.

At this moment, no one dared to draw any conclusions. For example, Ji Hen and Prajna, no one was optimistic about the little martial arts cultivator, but that guy won, and won beautifully. Who knows whether those two people had a trump card.

Speaking of Ji Hen, many people glanced at Zhao Yun.

That guy sat firmly on the Diaoyutai, watching the battle conscientiously with his hands folded.

On the other hand, Prajna's condition was not very good. The Buddha was thrown to pieces and collapsed. She closed her eyes to heal her injuries. Her cheeks were extremely pale, and the corners of her mouth were bleeding continuously. Her master tried his best to help her heal.

"Good sword skills." Zhao Yun exclaimed in his heart.

He is talking about the Mo Sword. I don’t know what kind of sword technique he has inherited. It really spans all directions.

"In your opinion, who will win?" Old Chen Xuan asked.

"It's hard to say." Zhao Yun shook his head lightly, because the two were really evenly matched.

"By the way...do you want me to be detained again?" Zhao Yun asked sideways.

"No more bail."

"Why don't you keep it?"

"No money."

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There are still chapters to come, so it’ll be a little later.

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