Chapter 1797 Desperate Li Dong

After that, Qing Ji sat down cross-legged and said mockingly: "I will close my eyes and rest for a while. When you are brave enough, wake me up."

This is undisguised contempt and the most merciless humiliation.

The faces of the young disciples of Danxin Holy Sect present were as red as pig livers, and even some of the elders were angry.

Sect Master Yu winked at the elders. At this time, they didn't care about face or not. They gathered together and discussed nervously.

"Everyone, the people here are not kind. Since the other party has put forward such conditions, it means that they are very confident. We might as well send out the strongest disciples now. Whether we win or not depends on this game."

Said Sect Master Yu.

"Master, if we send Li Dong out now, if we lose, we will have no one else to fight. It is better to send another disciple first to consume the opponent's strength, and then let Li Dong go, which is equivalent to a round-robin battle."

Some elders also expressed different opinions.

Master Yu said in a deep voice: "Do you think the opponent's strength can be consumed by a round-robin battle? The so-called round-robin battle is meaningless. It will only make the opponent look down on our disciples and further undermine our disciples' self-confidence."

It is not that the self-confidence of young people cannot be undermined. But under such circumstances, it is obviously not a good thing to undermine it. The sect is humiliated, but I can't help at all. If I don't do it well, it may also make the young people's Taoism heart collapse.

Therefore, Master Yu decided not to play any tactics and let Li Dong go directly.

"Li Dong, the opponent only asks you to take three moves under his hands. No matter what, you have to take these three moves."

Master Yu used the martial arts of gathering sound into a line to transmit the sound to Li Dong.

Li Dong knew that it was time for him to serve the sect. The sect had spent a lot of resources on him. As the grandson of Master Li and the direct disciple of Elder Ai, he had benefited a lot from the sect. Now it was time for him to make contributions.

At that moment, Li Dong nodded carefully: "I know, Master, watch me."

Then, Li Dong jumped out and shouted: "Qing, you don't have to be so arrogant. I, Li Dong, will fight you."

Qing Ji, who was sitting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, two rays of light shot out of his eyes, laughed loudly, and jumped up suddenly.

"Have you chosen a good person?"

Qing Ji's eyes swept over Li Dong and laughed out loud, "Within three moves, I will defeat you."

Li Dong had been humiliated by the disciples of the Leiyin Holy Sect in the martial arts competition at the Jinghu Festival. But at that time, it was a fair fight between the two sides. He, Li Dong, was inferior in strength, so there was nothing to say.

But the situation is different now. The opponent said that he would win if Li Dong could withstand three moves. Moreover, he claimed that Li Dong could not withstand three moves.

This method is usually used by Li Dong to humiliate people who are weaker than him, but now the roles are reversed, and he is humiliated by others in this way.

No matter how calm Li Dong is in his practice, at this moment, he can't help but feel a sudden rush of blood in his forehead.

"You crazy man, do you really think that there is no one in my Danxin Saint Sect?"

Li Dong shouted angrily, and then grabbed the long sword in his hand. A sword light pierced the void, forming a vortex that grew from small to large and expanded rapidly.

During this stab, it was like starlight, and there were sword shadows everywhere, as if countless sword tips were constantly stabbing, dazzling.

"A mere trifle!"

Qing Ji snorted coldly, took a step forward, but no magic weapon appeared in his hand. He just reached forward with his bare hands. A ball of green true energy surged out of his palm and wrapped around it, as if the palm suddenly became a pair of giant true energy palms, grabbing towards Li Dong's attack.

Swish!

The next moment, two fingers of Qing Ji's right hand had already grasped the tip of Li Dong's sword with great accuracy.

"Hmph!"

Qing Ji snorted contemptuously, then stretched out his left hand, clasped his thumb and index finger, and flicked it towards Li Dong's sword.

Clang!

This flick made a sharp sound like metal colliding, and at the same time a series of sparks burst out.

Crack!

The next moment, a very tragic breaking sound was heard.

Li Dong's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly retreated, but it was too late.

The divine sword in his hand was actually snapped in two by Qingji's finger.

"Are all of you in the Danxin Holy Sect such trash?"

Qingji held the broken tip of the sword between two fingers of his right hand, and threw it to the ground with an extremely contemptuous look, "If you are all such trash, don't waste my time."

As he spoke, Qingji rushed forward, his whole body overflowing with green true energy, and suddenly, it condensed into the shape of an ancient beast, and pounced on Li Dong with a whale-like momentum.

"Not good!"

When the people of the Danxin Holy Sect who were watching the battle saw this scene, their hearts were filled with turbulent waves.