Chapter 204 6-Pulse Supernatural Powers
When the words fell, in the direction of Zhengyangzong, a figure in white stepped out step by step and landed on the battlefield, with a fair face, shaking the folding fan gently, like a modest gentleman, but the corner of his mouth was filled with a playful smile, but he let him Temperament is greatly reduced.
Glancing at Bai Yi, Wu Changqing stroked his beard gratified and walked off the stage, but at the moment of stepping down, he did not forget to wink at Bai Yi, as if to say: Don't keep your hands.
On the other side, in the direction of Hengyuezong, Ye Ruxue also took a step forward and landed on the battlefield.
"Junior Sister Ye, stay safe!" Bai Yi shook the folding fan lightly, looking at Ye Ruxue opposite him with a playful look.
"Stop talking nonsense." Ye Ruxue snorted coldly, and immediately squeezed the handprint, the battle platform was filled with light, the wind whistled, the snow fluttered, and the wind and snow merged, whizzing away towards Baiyi like a sea tide.
"Small trick of carving insects." Bai Yi smiled playfully, and immediately swung the folding fan, staring at the surging wind, snow and sea, and then turned into ice slag at a speed visible to the naked eye!
"The body of ice." On the seat, Ye Chen narrowed his eyes slightly. He was very familiar with his physique. Isn't this kind of physique of Wei Yang, who was defeated by him at Tianyang Peak, the outer gate of Hengyue Sect?
However, with the same body of ice, Wei Yang and the current Bai Yi are really not even a star apart.
Click! Click!
While thinking about it, the sound of ice slag shattering has already been heard from Zhantai Mountain, but the falling ice slag has turned into sharp ice swords, and the number is not so large.
"Ice Sword Formation." Following Bai Yi's snort, the folding fan in his hand slammed violently, and the rain-like sword of Frost Ice pointed at Ye Ruxue and shot out one after another.
Wind and Snow Imperial Sword Formation!
Feng Ruxue also cast a secret technique, still the wind and snow, turned into a sword formation.
pound pound pound....!
Soon, the sound of metal collision resounded through the venue, and the two sword formations confronted each other, sparking from time to time, but it was vaguely visible that the windy sword formation was crushed by the white wing sword formation.
puff!
I don't know when, the first Xuanbing sword pierced Feng Ruxue's jade arm, her defensive sword formation was broken by Bai Yi, blood stains were printed on her body, and the air of ice invaded her. The power body, freezing her meridians.
puff!
Ye Ruxue spat out a mouthful of blood and staggered back a step.
Frost fingers!
On the opposite side, the white wings approached like the wind, without giving Ye Ruxue the slightest chance to react. One finger of Youmang hole penetrated Ye Ruxue's shoulder, flipped the palm of his hand and patted it out, causing Ye Ruxue to vomit blood and go backwards.
This is a no-suspense duel. Bai Yi ranks fourth in the sect, but don't forget, if there is no Ji Ningshuang, he used to be the third-ranked true disciple of Zhengyang Sect, and his strength is equal to that of Hengyue Sect's Nangong Yue one level.
puff! puff!
Ye Ruxue's bloody battle stage, ever since the sword formation was broken, he was unable to turn over, and the bloodstains on the delicate body were one after another.
boom!
After less than fifty moves, Ye Ruxue fell to the battlefield.
"Junior sister." Nangongyue, who was sitting in the seat, had already flashed over and held Ye Ruxue at the moment when she was about to land. She first put a medicinal pill in her mouth, and then brought her back to her seat. superior.
"Sect Master, I have disappointed you." Ye Ruxue's face was pale, and her beautiful eyes were full of guilt.
"Don't blame yourself, your strength is not as good as his." Yang Dingtian smiled gently.
"Senior sister, stabilize your heart! I'll help you get rid of the ice in your body.
"Ye Chen has already pointed at Ye Ruxue's wrist, and then the golden fairy fire is imperceptibly injected into Ye Ruxue, and then divided into countless paths, helping Ye Ruxue refine the ice finger in the body. ァ新ヤ~⑧~1~中文网ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм
"True fire." At this moment, not only Ye Ruxue, but also Yang Dingtian and the others narrowed their eyes.
"Brothers, I'm sorry, I knew about Ye Chen's real fire." Chu Xuan'er secretly transmitted a voice to Yang Dingtian and the others, "Also, he is also an alchemist."
Hearing this, Yang Dingtian and others stroked their beards one after another, and looked at Ye Chen's eyes with deep meaning.
"He's the kid who helped you refine the witchcraft?" In the midst of nothingness, Donghuang Taixin glanced at Ye Chen below, and then put his eyes on Fu Ya next to him.
"It's him." Fu Ya nodded with a smile.
"It turned out to be golden real fire." On the side, Xuan Chen looked at Ye Chen and murmured, but after pondering for a while, he shook his head again, "No, that's not real fire."
"It's not really hot." Donghuang Taixin smiled leisurely, and the words were also very meaningful.
"Hengyuezong Duan Yu and Zhengyangzong Han Jun, come to the stage for a showdown." As the three were talking, Wu Changqing's voice sounded again on the battlefield below.
Hearing Wu Changqing's voice, Fu Ya glanced at Duan Yu, who had already stood up in the direction of Hengyuezong, and stroked his beard, "That guy is called Duan Yu, he should be the descendant of Taoist Xuantian!"
"You say yes." Donghuang Taixin condensed a cloud seat, lay on it lazily, and didn't forget to stretch, "I remember that Xuantian's six-pulse supernatural powers are not powerful enough. Weak, I just don't know that his ninth great-grandson can get some true inheritance of the secret method."
Under everyone's attention, Duan Yu has already stepped onto the battlefield.
Opposite, Zhengyangzong also had a figure jumping onto the stage, needless to say, it was Han Jun, who ranked third in Zhengyangzong.
Just like the white wings, without Ji Ningshuang's mysterious body, he should be ranked second in the Zhengyang Sect's Nine True Inheritances, and in a certain sense, he is on the same level as Hengyue Sect Nie Feng.
"There is no reason for Jun'er to make a move." Cheng Kun, who was on the high seat, stroked his beard leisurely, and said, he did not forget to look at the direction of Hengyuezong with a playful look, his eyes were full of playful light.
"Senior Brother Han will win." From all sides of the battle platform, the shouts of the disciples of the Zhengyang Sect had already formed a tide, and the fiery atmosphere had already reached its peak before the battle began.
Hearing the shouting and shouting from the mountains below, Han Jun put his hands behind his back, his chin was too high in an instant, looked at the opposite side playfully, and said with a smile, "Duan Yu, do we still need to continue this battle? "
"It's rare to be on the stage with Senior Brother Han, it's okay to ask for advice." Duan Yu smiled slightly.
"Then this is what I asked for." Han Jun sneered, a dim light flashed in his eyes, and immediately shot, after one step, his body killed in front of Duan Yu like a ghost, raised his hand and slashed it down.
Duan Yu's reaction was not slow, he suddenly turned sideways, dodged Han Jun's palm, quickly backed out, and then quickly pinched his handprints, the sound of the dragon's roar suddenly sounded, and an illusory dragon shadow roared towards Han Jun. go.
break!
Han Jun raised his hand and smashed the illusory dragon shadow into pieces, and then his eyebrows flashed, and a golden trumpet shot out, as fast as a faint glow.
Duan Yu's expression did not change, he quickly retreated a dozen feet, and there was a flash of light between his eyebrows. A treasure seal flew out, blocking the golden trumpet shot in the face, but in this brief moment, he was also pierced by Han Jun's finger. shoulders.
Tianquan Seal!
Duan Yu pushed it out with a palm.
Lieyang Palm!
Han Jun did not retreat but advanced, and the big mudra whistled.
boom! boom!
The battle escalated in an instant, and various secret techniques emerged one after another.
However, Duan Yu was overwhelmed by Han Jun's strong offensive from the very beginning, and before the thirty moves, he was already covered in blood. Genius one second to remember 噺バ一Chinese m.x/8/1/z/w.c/o/m/
boom!
Another secret method confrontation, Duan Yu was shocked and vomited blood and retreated.
"I won't waste time with you." On the opposite side, Han Jun suddenly froze, and the killing sword rushed out from his sleeve. He firmly grasped it in his hand, and then cut his fingers, and blood smeared on the sword.
Immediately, one after another rune appeared on the killing sword. During the period, there were still electric mans tearing and lingering. Before the sword was released, a buzzing sound resounded in all directions, and those with weak cultivation simply covered their ears.
"Flying Thunder Sword Art." The man with vicious eyes groaned, as if he knew what kind of secret technique Han Jun was about to perform.
"It's only 30 rounds before the big move. It seems that Han Jun is going to defeat Duan Yu in one breath." Shangguan Bo, the Shangguan family, stroked his beard.
"Is that the Flying Thunder Sword Art?" On the seat, Ye Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he had heard of this secret art before. Unmatched power.
"I don't know if Brother Duan Yu can stop this sword." With a murmur in his heart, Ye Chen looked at Duan Yu opposite Han Jun.
Zheng! Zheng!
On Duan Yu's side, he also moved his handprint. He didn't see his sword, but he could hear the clanking sound of the sword, which made the spectators touch their chins, not knowing what kind of secret Duan Yu was going to use to fight it.
"What secret method is that?" Ye Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at Duan Yu on the battlefield.
Through Xianlunyan, he found that there were sword qi flying in Duan Yu's body, and the number was not small. Perhaps the sword qi was too fierce, causing damage to his meridians and bones.
"Hurting others first hurts yourself." Ye Chen frowned.