Chapter 537: Nine Transformations of the Wandering Dragon (Happy New Year!)

Nangong Wentian narrowed his eyes slightly, and his figure was like a swimming dragon. He changed his position seven times in a row in a small space, and his body pulled out a series of phantoms.

Every time he changed, a subtle dragon roar came from his body, and the dragon roars were continuous, as if it was a sound.

"Ang!"

A thunderous dragon roar sounded, and Lu Ya's spiritual hand suddenly paused.

Nangong Wentian's eyes flashed with spiritual light, and finally, at the moment when the spiritual hand was about to close, it flashed out from between his fingers.

Good escape technique!

Of course it was a good escape technique. The escape method used by Nangong Wentian was a top escape technique in the secret collection of the Wandao Emperor Sect - the Nine Changes of the Wandering Dragon.

The Wandering Dragon is a rare dragon species that lives in the turbulent space. It uses space fragments and other nutrients. Ordinary cultivators have never seen it, let alone heard of it.

The Nine Changes of the Wandering Dragon was created by an ancient powerful cultivator who observed the changes of the Wandering Dragon.

When practiced to perfection, the body turns into a swimming dragon, moving freely and changing in a blink of an eye. Even if in a desperate situation, one can still find a ray of hope to escape.

Although Nangong Wentian's Nine Changes of the Swimming Dragon has not reached perfection, he has also entered the realm. Facing Lu Ya's Star-Picking Hand that has not been completely closed, he still managed to escape.

After escaping, Nangong Wentian looked at Lu Ya with a slightly strange expression, and his heart was even more shocked.

This Lu Ya looked friendly on the surface, but who knew that he would be such a magical power when he met him? If he had not reacted faster just now, he might have been captured by him now.

Although he asked himself that even if he was captured by Lu Ya, he still had a way to break free, but it would take some effort, which was not as easy as it was now.

Facing Nangong Wentian's expression, Lu Ya's expression did not change at all. Since the fight had already started, he would naturally not be merciful.

So, he raised his right hand, put his middle and index fingers together to form a sword, and pointed at Nangong Wentian.

Everyone saw that a thick red light suddenly disappeared from Lu Ya's fingers, and then suddenly appeared at Nangong Wentian's forehead.

Its momentum was fierce, and its intention was even more murderous.

Some cultivators who had never met Lu Ya before, saw this red light, and subconsciously tensed their bodies.

Because they all felt the threat of life instinct from this red light.

Facing this red light that was about to penetrate the forehead and destroy the soul, Nangong Wentian instinctively opened his mouth-

"Control!"

The sound was like a thousand sounds, raising ripples, and the surrounding space began to tremble.

The moment the voice fell, in front of Nangong Wentian's empty forehead, a very thick white dot suddenly appeared.

Lu Ya's finger of extinction hit this white dot, and although it shattered the white dot with one blow, his finger of extinction also shattered and disappeared.

Moving according to the heart is the magical power "control the heart".

This magical power is a top-level spiritual power, which can hurt the mind and destroy the will invisibly. The only consumption is one's own spiritual consciousness.

The more times the mind-controlling magical power is used or the greater the attack and defense, the more the cultivator's spiritual power will be consumed. If the cultivator's spiritual power can no longer bear the consumption, then the mind-controlling magical power can no longer be used.

After Nangong Wentian once again resolved Lu Ya's attack, his face suddenly became solemn.

Because he just used the mind-controlling magical power to take Lu Ya's finger of extinction, but his own spiritual consciousness was reduced by about one twentieth in an instant.

'The power of this little red light is so terrifying! '

Outsiders did not know the shock in Nangong Wentian's heart.

In the eyes of the spectators, they saw that Lu Ya's attack suddenly came to Nangong Wentian, but was resolved by Nangong Wentian's light words.

His calm appearance made many cultivators present take it seriously.

This core disciple of the Wan Dao Emperor Sect, who is not well-known, is also very strong.

Lu Ya raised his eyebrows and tapped his fingers continuously. Red light shot from all directions to the direction where Nangong Wentian was.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Nangong Wentian was completely surrounded.

Nangong Wentian could only shout continuously and use the Heart Controlling Divine Ability to dissolve Lu Ya's attack. While dissolving it, his figure was like a swimming dragon, constantly dodging and moving.

The scene suddenly overflowed with murderous aura.

The power of the finger of extermination kept hitting the protection formed by the Heart Controlling Divine Ability, and the power of the two magical powers was in a crazy duel.

Compared with Lu Ya's calmness, Nangong Wentian was a little uneasy at this moment.

The reason was simple. His consciousness was rapidly declining with the collision of the finger of extermination. When this wave of the finger of extermination ended, Nangong Wentian's face had turned pale.

The speed of the finger of extermination was too fast, and its attack method was unpredictable.

Almost the next moment after the finger of extermination was shot out, the finger of extermination came in front of Nangong Wentian.

Faced with such an unreasonable attack, Nangong Wentian could only use the power of controlling the mind to stop all of Lu Ya's attacks at the cost of consuming his own consciousness.

The purpose of doing so was just to block Lu Ya's attack.

But Nangong Wentian never expected that Lu Ya could release such a powerful killing method continuously in a short period of time.

Caught off guard, most of his consciousness had been consumed. Although his consciousness could be slowly restored, it could not be restored at this moment.

When the strong fight, the first move is the most important. With the speed of the finger of extermination, it is obvious that it has occupied the most important first move position.

Lu Ya did not give Nangong Wentian any chance to breathe. At the moment when the finger of extinction ended, he stepped on a point and turned into a golden light and disappeared from the spot.

As for why he did not use the finger of extinction again, if there was no corresponding solution after two consecutive waves of use, then Nangong Wentian did not deserve to maintain a perfect record until now.

Therefore, Lu Ya directly gave up suppressing the opponent with the finger of extinction, but moved his body and killed Nangong Wentian brazenly.

Lu Ya's speed was so fast that Nangong Wentian, who had consumed a lot of spiritual consciousness, had some difficulty in capturing Lu Ya's position.

But not being able to capture Lu Ya's figure did not mean that he had no way to deal with it.

In an instant, Nangong Wentian's magic power was like a tide, and it instantly filled the area within a hundred meters around him.

After the magic power filled his body, it did not stop.

Nangong Wentian's mind moved, and the magic power that was originally flowing like a tide instantly turned into rice-sized spikes with distinct corners.

The rice-grain spikes, as numerous as the grains of sand in the Ganges River, were distributed within a hundred meters of Nangong Wentian. Under the illumination of the magic power and spiritual energy, they reflected colorful luster, like a dreamy mist, attracting everyone's attention.

They seemed harmless, but in fact they were extremely lethal.

The rice-grain spikes were very hard. If a cultivator relied on his outstanding defense and amazing physique to force his way in, then these rice-grain spikes would make them understand what it meant to regret.

But if Nangong Wentian's divine consciousness had not been consumed in large quantities before, he would have been able to do this kind of close-range defense method perfectly.

But at this moment, with a large amount of divine consciousness consumed, it was inevitable that some flaws would appear when this top-level defensive spell was cast.

The moment Lu Ya rushed into this area, he discovered this. Without the slightest pause, his divine consciousness was as hot as fire, and a golden-red flame that was extremely strong and yang instantly wrapped him in it.

Under the flames that were terrifying enough to burn everything, these approaching rice-grain spikes inevitably vaporized.

The battle between the two seemed to be a normal battle between cultivators.

However, in the eyes of very few people, they could find that the battle between the two was no longer a simple battle of magic, but a more essential competition of the two sides' understanding and application of the great way of law.

All these things were just the bearing of their own way.

For example, now, Nangong Wentian's rice-grain spike field was actually the application of the great way of gold. The magic power combined with the great way of gold, and the sharp and unmatched gold aura condensed into this rice-grain spike, used to defend against the enemy.

Lu Ya saw through Nangong Wentian's current state, and then used the sun's true fire and his understanding of the way of fire to melt gold with fire, and rushed into Nangong Wentian's defense.

All this was slow to say, but in the eyes of the audience, it was just a moment.

Everyone saw that when Nangong Wentian just opened the defense field, Lu Ya turned into a golden red sun, and with an unstoppable spirit, he directly crashed into Nangong Wentian's defense field.

The golden red sun was like a hot knife cutting butter, melting ice and snow wherever it passed, and it rushed to Nangong Wentian without slowing down.

Boom!

A violent explosion sounded behind Lu Ya. Lu Ya looked at Nangong Wentian who was right in front of him with deep eyes. He stretched out his hand and a long sword with a ferocious and exaggerated shape suddenly appeared in his palm.

Lu Ya held the Jianshou knife and cut it horizontally casually.

There was no fluctuation in this knife, not even the knife intention and knife energy. It was as simple as Lu Ya was not fighting with anyone, but just dancing with the knife casually at ordinary times.

But just this knife made Nangong Wentian's back cold and his consciousness felt a sharp pain.

That was his perception frantically reminding him to avoid this knife, otherwise he would die.

"Ang!"

Nangong Wentian had no idea of ​​resisting. Facing Lu Ya's knife that was almost returning to nature, a dragon roar suddenly sounded in his body, and then his body retreated seven feet in a strange trajectory.

It felt as if he was already seven feet away. This sensory contrast made people feel uncomfortable.

Lu Ya was not affected by Nangong Wentian's retreat. The momentum of the knife in his hand changed, and the blade that was slashing horizontally turned over. Then he slashed vertically from top to bottom, still reaching Nangong Wentian.

As the knife fell, the knife energy containing the ultimate killing power fell like a waterfall. In the void, it suddenly condensed into a nearly 100-foot spiritual blade, which slashed towards Nangong Wentian together with the Jianshou knife in Lu Ya's hand.

You retreated seven feet before, so can you retreat a hundred feet this time?

Lu Ya did not speak, but the knife in his hand had already explained what he was thinking clearly.

No matter how exquisite Nangong Wentian's Wandering Dragon Nine Changes was, and how good he was at dodging and moving, facing Lu Ya's terrifying ultimate killing power, any change was in vain.

Buzz!

Boom!

The sound of a huge bell like Huangzhong Dalu exploded!

Nangong Wentian, who knew that he could not avoid Lu Ya's knife, used his last resort to save his life without hesitation.

A huge bell, three feet high and golden in color, appeared above his head. Mysterious patterns were all over the inside and outside, and majestic scriptures were engraved on the bell. Golden rays of light fell, protecting Nangong Wentian.

"Junior Brother Nangong is known for his strongest defense and the most methods in the sect. I didn't expect that after fighting with this fellow Daoist Lu for only a few dozen breaths, he was forced to use the last resort of attack and kill, the Wandao Emperor Bell."

Fang Qingwu, from the Central Region team, observed the battlefield and then spoke.

Fang Lintian looked deep, and he said slowly: "It's not that Junior Brother Nangong is weak, it's just that the fellow Daoist Lu opposite him is so strong that he can't breathe.

If you fight him, you must not underestimate him in the slightest."

"Brother, when did you think I would underestimate my opponent?"

Fang Qingwu never turned his head, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone.

Fang Lintian shook his head slightly and stopped talking.

Lu Ya fell with a knife, slashing on the Wandao Emperor Bell above Nangong Wentian's head, and a violent roar came from the bell.

In Nangong Wentian's unbelievable eyes, Lu Ya calmly pulled out the Jianshou knife that was half embedded in the giant bell, and then raised the knife to chop again.

This time, Lu Ya's knife was unusually slow, and the knife's momentum also changed, as if Lu Ya was not swinging the knife, but pushing an ancient sacred mountain.

"Wow, Brother Lu actually used this knife. It seems that Nangong Wentian of the Central Region is going to lose."

In the Southern Region team, Xiahou Jie's eyes suddenly lit up after seeing this familiar scene.

Among the people present, only he had experienced the feeling of facing Lu Ya, and naturally only he knew the horror of Lu Ya's mountain-shattering knife.

"Xiahou Junior Brother, you are the only one who has experienced Brother Lu's knife in person. I wonder what it felt like at that time?"

Ji Xinhu looked at Xiahou Jie with great curiosity, and his words were full of curiosity.

Xiahou Jie thought for a moment, and then said, "Brother Lu's knife is very heavy, so heavy that it is almost impossible to take it.

Let's put it this way, Brother Lu's knife gave me the feeling that he had pulled out the entire Tianjian Peak, and integrated the weight of Tianjian Peak into the knife in his hand, and chopped it towards me together.

This terrifying weight is so heavy that even space cannot bear it. Facing Brother Lu's knife, I can only take it hard, and I can't dodge, move, or escape."

Everyone's heart sank when they heard this, and then they looked at the field again.

It was as Xiahou Jie said. Under Lu Ya's knife, Nangong Wentian had no intention of escaping at all, because the space around him was already full of cracks like broken porcelain.

Nangong Wentian's position was as stable as gold and iron, and there was no possibility of escape at all.

All of Nangong Wentian's hopes at this moment were placed on the Wandao Emperor Bell above his head and his own life-saving jade talisman. This knife was too terrifying. He had never seen such a terrifying knife in his life.

Crack, crack, crack!

As Lu Ya's knife fell, the space made a sound of breaking under the heavy load, and tiny cracks appeared and disappeared around the blade.

The long knife fell, and the huge bell above Nangong Wentian's head did not play any blocking role, and it was split into two neatly.

Then, the long knife continued to cut towards Nangong Wentian's forehead.

The long knife fell inch by inch, and the infinite weight compressed the small space where Nangong Wentian stood, making the space around him terribly stable.

At this moment, Nangong Wentian was like an insect that accidentally fell into amber. Wrapped in amber, he could not move at all and could only wait for death in fear. (End of this chapter)