Chapter 248 Fierce Fight
Shi Xuan was somewhat prepared for this match. He had asked Ren Shuiyao and others to practice the sword formation in order to deal with the provocation of the Blood Demon Sect. Therefore, he said calmly: "The Penglai Sect has no objection." This answer fully satisfied the mentality of the spectators.
Qiao Mubai nodded and turned to look at Ning Wuque: "I don't know how the two sects plan to fight. Will there be one match for the Qi Induction Stage and one for the Out-of-Body Stage? Or will there be only one match for the Out-of-Body Stage?" Because Penglai Sect has two Qi Induction Stage masters, and the Blood Demon Sect only has the middle-aged rider who has perfected Qi Induction, so there will not be two Qi Induction Stage matches.
Ning Wuque glanced at Shi Xuan and said softly, "I have known Daoist Fellow Shi for many years, so there is no need to be polite, so let's show our skills, and compete in the Qi Induction Stage and the Out-of-Body Stage."
Shi Xuan turned his head and looked at Luo Banshan. Luo Banshan's expression changed, but he finally nodded slightly. Shi Xuan then said, "Then let's start." Then he quietly gave the Thunder Demon Subduing Sword to Luo Banshan. Of course, as long as the other party does not use spiritual tools or other items, the Penglai Sect will not use it first, just in case.
Ning Wuque waved his hand, and the middle-aged driver stepped onto the Qingguang steps and walked onto the battle stage. Luo Banshan also walked up steadily.
Because it was a battle, as usual, the names had to be reported, so the middle-aged driver suddenly grinned: "Zhao Yongshou of the Blood Demon Sect, my life weapon, the Blood Luo Knife." He originally had an ordinary face and nothing special, but now he looked ferocious. The Blood Luo Knife was a dark short knife with blood stains on it.
Shi Xuan originally thought that the disciples Ning Wuque brought would have a similar fighting style to him, and maybe he could get a glimpse of Ning Wuque's general idea from his fighting, but now it seems that Zhao Yongshou is following the path of Shura Blood Blade Duan Wuqing, and he must be equally skilled in swordsmanship.
After Luo Banshan stepped onto the fighting stage, all his previous hesitations disappeared, and he calmed down: "Penglai Sect Luo Banshan, my natal magic weapon, the Thunder Mirror of the Heavens." It was refined by Luo Banshan imitating the Pure Yang magic weapon of the Penglai Sect, the Thunder Mirror of the Heavens, but he dared not call it a god, so he just called it the Thunder Mirror of the Heavens. It is a mirror-shaped magic weapon with a concave middle. The thirty-six uneven parts of the concave middle part are messy and desolate, while the 108 even parts of the ancient and mysterious talismans on the surrounding parts are neat and mysterious.
Qiao Mubai waited for the two to pass their names and gently called out, "Begin."
Then he saw Zhao Yongshou and the Blood Luo Knife merge into a blood-colored long rainbow, slashing towards Luo Banshan with bursts of ghostly cries and howling cries. It was the ghostly howling of the sword technique of beheading ghosts and slaughtering gods that Shi Xuan was very familiar with, but compared to Duan Wuqing back then, it lacked the fierceness, ferocity, terror, and profound artistic conception, and it seemed inferior.
On the way to the sect, Shi Xuan had already told Luo Banshan and Tang Youqiu about his understanding of the Blood Demon Sect's skills. After all, it was not in line with Shi Xuan's character for only the disciples of the Out-of-Body Stage to prepare, and the disciples of the Qi Induction Stage not to take some precautions.
Therefore, Luo Banshan was also well aware of the ghosts and gods howling. He barely managed to calm his mind. The Thunder Mirror of the Heavens turned, and more than ten green thunder balls appeared beside him, making a deafening thunder sound, which shattered the ghosts and gods howling. Then seven or eight green thunder balls flew towards the Blood Luo Knife, and kept hitting the side of the blood-colored long rainbow.
Shi Xuan nodded slightly. Luo Banshan's steady performance, which did not seek merit but did not make mistakes, could just restrain the fierce and desperate fighting style of the sword method of beheading ghosts and slaughtering gods. In addition, the thunder method was naturally restrained by the blood demon sect's skills. Therefore, although Zhao Yongshou's blood-colored sword light was faster than a sword, rolling up a shocking blood wave to pounce on Luo Banshan, Luo Banshan stood still like a reef, guarding the tight defense.
Most of the cultivators present had profound cultivation and were very clear about the situation on the field. They knew that this was a match of equal strength. However, many disciples in the Out-of-Body Stage of other sects looked at Luo Banshan with worry, as if they felt that he had no power to fight back. Even Jiang Nianqiao and others behind Shi Xuan were whispering.
"Brother Luo looks so passive." This was Jiang Nianqiao's whisper. They had not yet developed spiritual perception, so they could only communicate by speaking.
Ren Shuiyao shook her head: "Didn't Uncle Shi do the same thing yesterday?"
Li Bingnan interrupted: "But Senior Ying was like this before he lost!"
"But I think Brother Luo looks confident." Zhou Banyu said in a low voice.
Tang Youqiu couldn't listen any more, and said angrily and amusedly: "Now they are evenly matched. The reason for this scene is that the two have different fighting styles."
"Oh." Several outer disciples suddenly realized.
After fighting for a while, Zhao Yongshou gradually couldn't suppress his emotions, and his swordsmanship became more desperate, completely ignoring his own safety. Most of the cultivators below frowned. If it was against cultivators from other sects, it would be fine. Your Blood Demon Sect's skills can be restored by swallowing essence and blood, so you don't care too much about injuries. But facing the Penglai Sect cultivators who are good at thunder magic, if you really get hit by a few thunders, you're afraid you won't be able to recover. (The Sun True Fire of the Heavenly Fire Sect is also OK.)
For Zhao Yongshou and Luo Banshan, who have perfected their Qi, it is unlikely that they have high-level magic tools, let alone Taoism, so if they don't use talismans and secret treasures, they can only use their own life magic tools. For example, Luo Banshan tried to use a small lightning shield to protect his body and free up the Heavenly Thunder Mirror to attack, but Zhao Yongshou's sword broke the small lightning shield, so Luo Banshan gave up this plan.
Suddenly, Zhao Yongshou let out a fierce long howl, and the blood-colored knife light became thicker and thicker, as if he wanted to achieve his goal with this knife. Seeing this, Luo Banshan lit up all the 108 ancient talismans outside the Tiantian Leijian, and there were all kinds of lightning, lightning balls, and lightning balls around him. The blood-colored knife light hit it, and it immediately burst into a shocking light, with red, orange, yellow, green, blue and other colors.
"The 108 Tiangang Disha Thunder Methods of Penglai Sect are indeed extraordinary." A casual cultivator Jindan Grandmaster below exclaimed. This 108 Tiangang Disha Thunder Methods are recorded in the "Xiao Tiantian Lei Method True Biography".
In the light, Zhao Yongshou's attack was frustrated and he flew back a few steps. He was attacking with all his strength, and at this time he had no defense at all. Seeing this good opportunity, Luo Banshan didn't want to let it go even if he was concentrating on defense. He immediately cast a killer, and a red light like fire and thunder hit Zhao Yongshou directly.
"Eighth-level magic?" Someone exclaimed.
Someone sighed: "The disciples of Penglai Sect are indeed gifted." Being able to practice one of the innate minor magical powers to the eighth level after completing the Qi Induction shows that Luo Banshan's innate minor magical power was at the third level when it first appeared, just like the two-headed tiger that Shi Xuan encountered that year.
Luo Banshan used this innate minor magical power without any sadness or joy in his heart. Back then, because of this innate minor magical power, the Red Flame Flowing Fire Thunder, he was ranked in the top three and entered the Penglai Sect. He was envied and jealous by many outer disciples. He was also full of ambition and yearned for the Golden Elixir Road. Later, he worked hard and took pills continuously. Finally, he spent 17 years to break through to the Qi Induction Stage and entered the Inner Sect. Although he was not as amazing as Master Uncle Mo and Master Uncle Shi, he was also a leader among the outer disciples.
But after entering the inner gate, he seemed to be ignored. Many junior brothers who were promoted later were accepted as disciples by the elders and the chief monks, and their cultivation level improved rapidly. Even if they had not yet advanced to the Soul Stage, it was just around the corner. He was unwilling to accept this and always looked for opportunities to get close to those seniors, but he still encountered obstacles everywhere. These frustrations and indignations have always filled Luo Banshan's heart, and all these emotions seemed to have been shot out with the red flame fire thunder just now. At the same time, he secretly made up his mind that if he lost, he would not mention anything. If he won, he would ask Uncle Shi why the elders of the sect regarded him as nothing.
As soon as the red flame fire thunder hit Zhao Yongshou, a pillar of fire rose up into the sky. Zhao Yongshou's whole body was ablaze and he wailed miserably, but he was not in a hurry to find a way to solve the fire thunder on his body. Instead, he spit out a mouthful of blood, and the light of the blood Luo knife accelerated, flying to Luo Banshan like a gust of lightning.
Luo Banshan didn't expect Zhao Yongshou to be so crazy. He was caught off guard. Only half of the 108 thunders of Tiangang Disha flew out in time, deflecting the blood light, and then pierced his right chest, and blood spurted wildly.
Zhao Yongshou had already fallen to the ground, with flames burning on his body.
"Zhao Yongshou lost." Qiao Mubai's voice sounded faintly, and then the two appeared at the edge of the fighting stage intact.
The faces of the cultivators and casual cultivators of small and medium-sized sects below showed surprised and shocked expressions. They had never seen any cultivator use a technique similar to the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Method on the fighting stage before. You must know that you can't really hurt the opponent on the fighting stage, but your sequelae are absolutely true. It's really hurting yourself without hurting others. The Blood Demon Sect is so crazy!
Zhao Yongshou used a technique to stimulate his potential, so he staggered back behind Ning Wuque. Ning Wuque didn't even look at him, and directly ordered the eight monks in blood-colored armor: "You go up."
Here, Luo Banshan was still a little dazed. The last blood light did not hurt him, but the pain and shock in the illusion were vivid. It was not until Shi Xuan nodded to him and said, "Nephew Luo, you did a good job." He came back to his senses and secretly sighed at the reputation of the Blood Demon Sect monks for being crazy. At the same time, he returned the Thunder Demon Sword to Shi Xuan.
"You go up too, calm down, and just use the exercises of the past few days." Shi Xuan turned around and nodded to Ren Shuiyao and others.
Ren Shuiyao and others replied nervously and excitedly: "Uncle Shi, don't worry." Then they went directly to the fighting stage. Zhou Banyu was a little hesitant: "Uncle Shi, do you want me?" He was not a member of the sword formation.
Shi Xuan thought for a moment and said, "If you want to see it, go up. If not, you can stay." This kind of lone person will probably be dealt with first.
Zhou Banyu thought for a moment and said, "Then the disciple will go up." He walked forward with a calm step.
After the monks from both factions went up to the fighting platform and passed their names, Qiao Mubai shouted, "Begin."
Seven disciples, led by Ren Shuiyao, flashed seven green sword lights, and a mighty green dragon appeared on the spot. It opened its mouth and swallowed the eight monks in blood-colored armor.
Zhou Banyu seemed to be idle and stayed aside, holding the soul-enchanting banner in his hand.