“Ice Sky Cracks!”
Bing Crack Fist is a top-level ground-level boxing technique. There are fourteen moves in total. The last three ultimate moves are extremely difficult to cultivate. So far, Bing Ling is barely able to perform the third-to-last form of Ice Crystal Fist. Although Crack is not the ultimate move, its power is much stronger than Glacier Crack, second only to the three major ultimate moves.
Pfft!
The ice blade that was as perfect as the moon floated in front of Bing Ling. After a slight pause, she flew out with the force of slicing the void. Because of the speed and the low temperature, she actually pulled out a gleaming white blade in the air. Ice silk, gorgeous and dangerous.
Murong Qingcheng didn’t dare to underestimate the ice blade.
Squeak…
The speed of the ice blade is slowed down, and the appearance is slightly distorted.
“Broken!”
Murong Qingcheng frowned when she saw Bing Ling’s move again. The true energy of the demons vanished like water, and all of them were transformed into an invisible and intangible demonic force field.
With a bang, ice debris was thrown all over the sky, and at this time, Bing Ling had prepared a new trick, which was the Ice Spirit Explosion Trick that Ye Chen used before.
The crystal hockey puck accelerated and shot towards Murong Qingcheng, castration as fast as lightning.
“Devil Mahamudra, annihilation!”
Although Murong Qingcheng has never experienced the horror of the Bing Ling Destruction Art, she can tell from the showdown between Bing Ling and Ye Chen that this is definitely not an ordinary trick, it is a killer move, that powerful The blasting power, the magic field, can prevent it, but it cannot prevent the terrifying low temperature. Before she could think about it, she immediately canceled the magic field, and poured the infuriating energy into her right arm.
Boom!
In front of his palm, the ice crystals within a range of hundreds of meters were all suspended and turned into nothingness, while the ice ball seemed to be stuck in the mud, the speed slowed down to an outrageous level, and then burst open with a thud Come on, utter annihilation.
In the past, Murong Qingcheng would consume too much zhenqi after performing this move, and his combat power would drop sharply. However, since the Heavenly Demon has been upgraded to the tenth level, the Heavenly Demon’s Great Handprint can be easily displayed, and the zhenqi consumed at one time only accounts for 10% of the total amount of infuriating energy.
“The big mudra of the devil, the gods reprimand!”
Before the right palm was retracted, Murong Qingcheng’s left hand struck out.
An astonishing scene happened, Bing Ling seemed to be repelled by this space, and her whole body bounced out uncontrollably, blood spilling from the corners of her mouth.
After her figure turned several times in the air, Bing Ling landed steadily on the ground and said, “The devil is indeed well-deserved, I lost.”
The Flying Demon Sect has two unique skills, one is the Heavenly Demon, and the other is the Heavenly Demon. The Heavenly Demon is good at seeing through weaknesses and kills with one hit. The Heavenly Demon is the main attack skill. Moreover, it contains a matching martial art, the Heavenly Demon Big Mudra, which belongs to the highest-ranking existence in the top-level martial arts of the Nanzhuo Region, and is extremely difficult to cultivate.
Although Bing Ling’s Ice Crack Fist is powerful, the demons are her nemesis and cannot get close at all.
“Accept.” Murong Qingcheng clasped his fists.
With the two people stepping down, the crowd in the audience continued to be lively. Four of the top ten seed players have been removed, and there are still six people to play in this round, and five of these six are super popular, such as Sikongsheng, Yan Chihuo, Li Daoxuan, Lin Yun and Ye Chen, as for Mo Yan, because they had lost to Tuobaku, their popularity was greatly reduced, and they were slightly inferior among the young giants.
“In the fifteenth game, Li Daoxuan vs. Yan Chihuo.”
Om!
The competition field was silent for a moment, and then there was an astonishing sound.
Yan Chihuo ranked second in the last Qianlong list and is the number one swordsman of the younger generation in Nanzhuoyu.
Before Ye Chen appeared, Li Daoxuan was the number one swordsman of the younger generation in Nan Zhuoyu. His swordsmanship was fierce and ruthless.
One is the first swordsman and the other is the first swordsman. The fight between the two can detonate the blood in the hearts of the warriors watching the battle. Many people have dry throats and round eyes, staring at the two people on the stage. .
“You and I haven’t fought each other for three years. I don’t know if your ruthless swordsmanship can break my swordsmanship.” If Sikongsheng is the king of the younger generation, the Prince of Fire Spirit, Yan Chihuo, is undoubtedly the tyrant of the younger generation. Those who are domineering and self-generated, look down on the world [covering the sky].
“Just try it!”
Li Daoxuan was dressed in Tsing Yi, with a thin body, standing there as if a gust of wind could blow it away and blow it away, but when his sword appeared in his hand, a fierce and ruthless edge filled the air, and the whole world seemed to be in its place. Under the shroud of sword intent, it cuts wantonly.
Yan Chihuo glanced at Li Daoxuan and said proudly: “You were not my opponent three years ago, and you will not be my opponent three years later. Now I let you make three moves. If you can beat me by one move and a half, why not lose to you?”
Li Daoxuan frowned, “You don’t need to give in, the first sword will let you unscabbard.”
“Haha, then go ahead! If you can’t even make three moves, how can you fight for the first place.” The scabbard, but it gives people the attitude of a long knife breaking through the air, and it is unparalleled in domineering.
Chong!
Li Daoxuan’s sword was unsheathed, and the body of the sword could not be seen, only a faint light of sword light swept out and disappeared in a flash.
“Break me!”
Yan Chihuo shouted loudly, and the scarlet-red infuriating energy rose into the sky, turning into a fiery giant sword ten feet long, slashing heavily into the void.
The sword light is like the wind, invisible and invisible. Although the fiery giant sword that Yan Chihuo gathered together smashed the sword light at once, the next moment, the sword light reassembled and slashed at the front of the opponent.
“Yes! What a sharp sword move, what a strange mood of the wind!” Ye Chen narrowed his eyes, and the sword light swung out by Li Daoxuan was like a gust of wind. The wind dissipated, but it was still the wind, or in other words, the wind never ceased to exist. will dissipate, it will always be there.
“What about the mood of the wind, help me with the sword!”
Yan Chihuo’s right hand sucked in the air, and the sword light was pulled over. Immediately, beams of scarlet sword light erupted from his palm. The sword light was like fire. Li Daoxuan recoiled like a forest fire.
As soon as this move came out, half of the young giants suddenly changed color. What kind of domineering is this, taking the opponent’s attack as their own.
Li Daoxuan’s expression was as dignified as water. He hadn’t seen him for three years. Yan Chihuo’s swordsmanship had advanced to an unimaginable realm. The artistic conception of the wind alone could never force his true strength.
“Kill life!”
As soon as the ruthless swordsmanship came out, Li Daoxuan threw away his emotions. There was no wave in the ancient well, and his sword did not have any emotions.
“Break it for me!”
The long sword was not sheathed, and Yan Chihuo’s attack power was greatly reduced. Facing Li Daoxuan’s second sword, he mobilized his energy to the peak, using his arms as knives and both hands as blades, each slashed out a few meters long. The red sword glow collided with each other in the air.
Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi…
The countertop was riddled with holes, and the sword energy and sword energy flying all over the sky, like a wasp that exploded its nest, was extremely spectacular.
“The third sword, kill!”
As soon as the sword came out, the air calmed down strangely, and the sword light pointed directly at Yan Chihuo.
Yan Chihuo retreated again and again. He asked Li Daoxuan to make three moves. In addition to self-confidence, the more important thing was to challenge his own limits. If he could catch Li Daoxuan’s three swords safely, he would be qualified to challenge Sikong Sheng. No, what about the challenge.
Li Daoxuan’s sword was unparalleled and sharp. Wherever Yan Chihuo retreated, it was like a needle piercing, and his hair stood on end.
Bass!
At this moment, Yan Chihuo was finally ready to use his treasured saber. Before the saber was unsheathed, he directly slashed across the scabbard, and the scarlet light of the saber swept out, giving people a terrifying illusion of a volcanic eruption and magma rising into the sky. The piercing sword lights collided together.
Boom!
There are two colors on the 300-meter-long competition stage, one is a faint silvery white color, and the other is an endless fiery red color, which are distinct and do not give way to each other.
At this time, everyone held their breath and did not blink their eyes, for fear of missing the most crucial scene. In their eyes, Yan Chihuo was unbelievably powerful, and the sword could safely block Li Daoxuan’s three swords without falling. The wind is too scary.
Ye Chen and everyone have a slightly different view. Although Yan Chihuo’s swordsmanship is strong, Li Daoxuan is not bad. The reason why Yan Chihuo can block Li Daoxuan’s three swords is not only because of his super strength, but also more important is to know the root and the bottom. In addition to these reasons, there is another reason. As we all know, the three moves are not long or short. When two swordsmen of equal strength and When a swordsman meets, one person does not have a sword, and the combat effectiveness is greatly reduced, but it should not be a big problem to support the three moves. After all, the artistic conception of the swordsmanship is still there, and the only thing lacking is the attack power and momentum. The situation ~IndoMTL.com~ Of course, Yan Chihuo’s strength is within three moves, and he is not inferior. The second place in the last Qianlong list is really not an ordinary generation.
“Three swords have passed!”
The three swords were already the limit of Yan Chihuo. He unhesitatingly drew out his treasured saber and continued to slash along the previous blade, pushing the mood of the volcanic eruption to another realm, and instantly overwhelmed Li Daoxuan’s sword momentum. Like a flood that opened the gates, everything rushed over.
“Kill Kong!”
In the previous three swords, Li Daoxuan seemed to be merciless, but when faced with a swordsman who could not use a sword, his offensive subconsciously became much weaker, perhaps because he thought it was impossible to win. Going to the next level, sword intent surged.
Jingle Jingle!
In the blink of an eye, the two fought for dozens of rounds. The fiery sparks splashed everywhere, and no one could be seen at all. The thrilling battle made everyone forget to breathe, and their faces flushed red.
Mars is not going away, the two fight more and more frequently, and the frequency is getting higher and higher. For the first time, Mo Yan, who is running the magic eye, feels a little sore in his eyes.
Sigh!
A figure swept out. It was Li Daoxuan. There was a scorch mark on his shoulder, and his clothes were incinerated to fly ashes.
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