Chapter 33 Top Eight

"Dang!" With a crisp sound, Yue Qingfeng's sword was blocked by the shield in front of Chen Chong. However, the power of Yue Qingfeng's sword was really strong. Although Chen Chong blocked it, he was knocked back several feet.

Yue Qingfeng was a little annoyed. At this time, several disciples had already completed the duel, but he was still undecided. In his opinion, this was simply a shame.

After Chen Chong and Yue Qingfeng pulled away, he kept adjusting his state. Yue Qingfeng was the person who gave him the most pressure among his peers so far. Even when he fought with Ye Wuyou in the sect before, he didn't have such great pressure. Moreover, Yue Qingfeng only used the power of cultivation to fight him from beginning to end. He didn't use any sword skills at all, as if he didn't care to use them on himself.

Chen Chong knew that he couldn't win, but as a cultivator, if he didn't fight hard and gave up directly, he was afraid that his Tao heart would not be strong in the future. What's more, the opponent responded to the challenge with contempt from beginning to end, which made him very uncomfortable.

"Hah!" Chen Chong roared, dancing with his magic formula, and then pointed at the silver war pill in front of him. The war pill suddenly split into two, two into four, and finally transformed into four silver pills in the air, one large and three small. Then, Chen Chong changed his magic formula again, stretched out his hand, and the three small pills suddenly transformed into three silver thin arrows, which instantly shot towards Yue Qingfeng.

After doing this, Chen Chong flipped his hand and a white pill appeared in his palm. This was the white jade pill that Ye Wuyou used when fighting Cao Jun at the foot of Wuliang Mountain that day. This pill can quickly restore spiritual energy and relieve injuries. Chen Chong swallowed the pill in one gulp, and then tried his best to control the arrows with magic formula, obviously using all his strength.

Yue Qingfeng saw the silver arrows coming, and he waved his long sword, and a sword light burst out, instantly sweeping away the three silver arrows. Then, he rushed directly to Chen Chong with a rush.

Seeing the tip of Yue Qingfeng's sword piercing in front of him, Chen Chong was not panicked. He cast a spell again, and suddenly the largest pill in front of him moved. The pill suddenly jumped out from under Yue Qingfeng and hit Yue Qingfeng's sword directly. Then Yue Qingfeng's sword was gradually wrapped in a layer of silver liquid, and the liquid slowly spread towards Yue Qingfeng's sword-holding hand.

"What the hell is this!" The liquid did not resist Yue Qingfeng's sword force, but wrapped it along with the force, which made Yue Qingfeng feel uncomfortable.

"Shua!" Suddenly, the three silver thin arrows that Yue Qingfeng had just swung away turned around and killed back. Yue Qingfeng saw that the situation was not good, and used his cultivation to try to shake off the liquid on the sword. However, the adhesion of the liquid was endless, and Yue Qingfeng could not get the sword out of it for a while.

"Success!" Chen Chong was secretly excited. He knew that he could not defeat Yue Qingfeng, but Yue Qingfeng despised him so much, and what he wanted was to make Yue Qingfeng suffer a little and put away his contempt for him.

"Dangdangdang!" The next moment, three metal collision sounds were heard. Behind Yue Qingfeng, three shadow swords appeared out of thin air, blocking Chen Chong's three silver arrows one by one.

"Give up!" Chen Chong's voice came out after the previous voice. He didn't give up, but there was a fourth shadow sword pointing at him at the center of his eyebrows. If Yue Qingfeng hadn't killed him, he would have been dead. Although Yue Qingfeng didn't suffer much, Chen Chong finally forced Yue Qingfeng to use magic, and he was willing to give in.

"Senior Brother Yue has a high level of cultivation, I admire you! Thank you for showing mercy!" Although Chen Chong was dissatisfied with Yue Qingfeng's attitude, he really admired his cultivation, and the other party showed mercy, so he still had a good impression of Yue Qingfeng after this round of fighting.

"You are also very good." Yue Qingfeng looked at Chen Chong on the opposite side, replied, and then went off the stage.

Yue Qingfeng won with the shadow sword, and Huan Yin also fought with Liu Deshun with the shadow sword. Just now, Liu Deshun dodged Huan Yin's sword between his eyebrows and dodged away. He changed his spells and sent out two consecutive wind slashes, heading straight for Huan Yin. He had been defeated many times in front of Huan Yin, and he knew that if he didn't use his full strength again, he would definitely lose. When he thought about how his fellow disciples would look at him if he lost, he was afraid.

Liu Deshun's wind came in a cross shape, and Huan Yin had limited space on the stage and could not dodge, so he could only take it hard. However, the two winds of Liu Deshun's full-strength attack were very powerful, and it was impossible for him to take them completely with his cultivation.

"Oh no, the opponent's wind is so powerful that even if you take it, you will be injured with your cultivation." Wuyou observed the fight between Huan Yin and Liu Deshun for a while, and he had a good idea of ​​Huan Yin's cultivation power, so he was a little worried when he saw Liu Deshun's cross wind slash.

The strong wind slash approached Huan Yin, but Huan Yin did not move, just staring at Liu Deshun's magic getting closer and closer.

"Haha, he must be scared silly." Liu Deshun had fought with Huan Yin for several rounds, and he already knew that Huan Yin's cultivation power was still a point weaker than his. This cross strong wind slash was the strongest magic he knew at present, and it was hit with full force. Huan Yin had no way to avoid it, and could only take it with his cultivation power. In this way, Huan Yin would definitely suffer.

Finally, the strong wind hit Huan Yin three inches in front of him, and the Taoist robe around Huan Yin was whistling. Suddenly, Huan Yin, who had not moved, raised his hand. He pressed forward, then kicked the ground with his feet, pushed himself forward, and rushed in the direction he pressed.

"What is he doing? Is he going to die?" Liu Deshun was puzzled when he saw Huan Yin rushing towards his Jinfeng Zhan. However, before he could laugh, Huan Yin burst out from the center of his Jinfeng Zhan. The next moment, Huan Yin landed on the ground with a calm expression, not looking injured at all.

"What did Huan Yin do? The opponent's Jinfeng Zhan clearly passed through him, why did he act like nothing happened?" The disciples outside the field were confused when they saw Huan Yin, who was in danger, suddenly raised his hand and pressed it, and rushed out of Liu Deshun's magic easily.

Not only did the disciples outside the field ask this question, Liu Deshun also didn't understand how his strongest magic was broken, and even Ye Wuyou outside the field looked at his elder brother with a blank face.

"Uncle, does his move make you regret more?" The old man from Yijian Peak joked to Xuanyuanzi.

Xuanyuanzi smiled and said, "If it were you, would you have thought of this method?"

"Wait for the Cross Wind Slash to approach you, then use the gravity to press the intersection of the two wind slashes, instantly press the front wind slash to the back one, so that the two winds will have a momentary spiritual power offset at the intersection, and then use this to pass through. Although I saw all this clearly just now, it is a world of difference compared to his ability to do this on the spot." The old man exclaimed.

"In my opinion, he knows so few magic skills, it should be the first time he has seen the Cross Wind Slash. I didn't expect that he could find the best way to break this skill in the few breaths from seeing it to the time when the magic skill hit him. It's incredible." Zhou Yan also exclaimed in amazement.

"He didn't understand the principle of this magic, let alone break the Jinfeng Zhan with it, so it can't be called a magic break. However, his way of breaking it is just right, just like breaking the magic. This boy is really impeccable except for his talent. No, maybe he is impeccable, and his talent can't hinder his talent." Xuanyuanzi stared at Huanyin in the field and nodded.

At this time, another duel ended. A Yudan Dao disciple named Wang Luo defeated a Yijianfeng disciple in the middle of the fourth level of Qi Condensation with his cultivation of the fourth level of Qi Condensation, and successfully entered the top eight.

"Hah!" Huanyin shouted angrily, and the sword light of the long sword slashed at Liu Deshun. Liu Deshun was about to raise his soul-devouring sword to resist, but suddenly two shadow swords appeared out of thin air and slashed at Liu Deshun's knife-holding arm. Liu Deshun saw that he couldn't resist it, so he could only withdraw his momentum and dodge.

Huanyin's sword light passed by Liu Deshun, and he was shocked and sweated. Before he could recover, three fire snakes rushed towards him again. He flew up and retreated quickly, pinching his fingers and drawing the spell while retreating, trying to dissolve the fire snake with the wind. However, before he could use his spell, Huan Yin suddenly pressed him again, and a strong force hit his legs. He was originally floating backwards, and suddenly Huan Yin's gravity spell hit him. Although he quickly used his spiritual power to stabilize his body, he was still unbalanced for a moment. In just this moment, the fire snake was close to him. He had not finished the spell in his hand, so he could not cast the spell. He could only use his spiritual power to resist Huan Yin's three fire snakes.

"Puff puff puff!" The third fire snake that Huan Yin hit with all his strength hit Liu Deshun's body. Even though he tried his best to use his spiritual power to resist, Huan Yin was well versed in the essence of the fire snake technique and used the power of the technique to the fullest. Liu Deshun was forced to take the challenge again. The fire snake technique instantly ignited three balls of flames on his body.

The flames burned his body, and Liu Deshun stood still and hurriedly used his spiritual power to resist. Huan Yin knew that his cultivation was slightly inferior to Liu Deshun. If he continued to fight and consume spiritual power, he might not be his opponent. At the beginning, he had been fighting with Liu Deshun for a while and had already adapted to Liu Deshun's fighting style. Now that he launched a counterattack, he would naturally not give Liu Deshun a chance to breathe.

Huan Yin kept throwing magic at Liu Deshun, which made it even more difficult for Liu Deshun, who was already at a disadvantage, to deal with it. Often, before the previous magic was completely taken over, the next magic came again.

Huan Yin's magic was too fast. In the end, Liu Deshun had no chance to attack at all, and even had no chance to dodge. He could only keep using his spirit to resist Huan Yin's attack. Although Liu Deshun's cultivation was one point higher than Huan Yin, he couldn't withstand the magic that kept hitting him, not to mention that Huan Yin's understanding of magic was superior, and the power was even more amazing.

"Squeak!" Finally, a sword shadow passed by, and Liu Deshun's shoulder was pierced. With the shadow sword's strong force, Liu Deshun flew backwards. Huan Yin's shadow sword did not stop, and flew towards the injured Liu Deshun again.

"Give up!" Liu Deshun panicked and shouted desperately.

The place where the Wuliangmen disciples were was suddenly in an uproar!

"Senior Brother Liu lost! He actually lost to that trash!" The disciples of Wuliangmen said in disbelief when they saw Liu Deshun's appearance.

"That trash actually defeated Senior Brother Liu, who is the strongest disciple of our sect this time. How... how is this possible." Another disciple of Wuliangmen followed.

"Senior Brother Liu lost to him, so what about us... Is he really a trash?" A disciple of Wuliangmen said this subconsciously, but as he spoke, his voice became smaller and smaller, and in the end he could hardly hear it himself.

The top eight, how far can Huanyin go?