At this moment, Liu Long became the focus of the audience.
Especially when he took out the Yellow Dragon Sword, the surrounding Changsheng Sect disciples were even more excited.
The inner disciples are okay, I have seen many of them.
But the outer sect and handyman disciples basically just heard about it.
The Yellow Dragon Sword was used by a previous ancestor in the sect. Dozens of powerful Jindan warriors died under this sword, and there was even a Nascent Soul warrior who bled under this sword.
Liu Long held the Yellow Dragon Sword and looked at Han Yue Sect disciple Lu Zijin:
"Friend Lu Dao, you can take the move!"
When Lu Zijin saw Liu Long and the Huanglong sword he took out, he didn't show any panic at all.
There was even a slight smile on the corner of his mouth:
"Are you Liu Long, the number one genius among the inner disciples of the Changsheng Sect?"
Obviously, Lu Zijin didn't know that the number one position had now changed hands.
Liu Long was also thick-skinned. When he heard this, he replied unceremoniously:
"That's right! It's not unfair for you to be defeated by my sword."
"Really? Then please ask Fellow Daoist Liu for advice!"
After saying that, Lu Zijin's whole body burst into flames, and the strong flame aura vibrated.
Liu Long was stunned and realized something was wrong.
After playing four games in a row, Lu Zijin, who should be exhausted, why does he look like a normal person at this moment?
And the aura released now is not weak at all.
But when he got into the ring, Liu Long didn't care too much. His only goal was to defeat his opponent.
Liu Long pulled out the Yellow Dragon Sword with a "swish" sound, and there was a dragon roar for a while.
Liu Long covered the Huanglong sword and suddenly rose into the sky.
The sword in his hand struck down:
"Three swordsmanship!"
In an instant, "swish, swish", three sword energy slashed down.
"Boom, boom, boom" three sounds exploded on the ring.
Every blow is powerful.
When the disciples of the Changsheng Sect around saw this, they all expressed admiration and surprise:
"Senior Brother Liu is so strong!"
"Senior Brother Liu is a swordsman, and he has the blessing of the Yellow Dragon Sword. This Lu Zijin will definitely lose!"
"Hahaha, let's see how Senior Brother Liu wins!"
"..."
The disciples of the Changsheng Sect basically believed that victory was within their grasp.
Only Li Xu frowned slightly. The more he looked at Lu Zijin, the more something was wrong.
In the last battle with Dynasty, it seemed that he had reached his limit, but now he was able to dodge Liu Long's three swordsmanship attacks with ease.
Although he didn't fight back, this guy definitely hid his strength.
Liu Long saw that the three sword skills failed to defeat his opponent, so he suddenly dived and pointed directly at Lu Zijin from high altitude.
Displayed a sword skill again:
"A strike from the sky!"
This is the Xuan-level sword skill that Liu Long obtained from the Library Pavilion three months ago.
It was created by the Changsheng Sect's sword cultivator ancestor, and its power is astonishing.
At this moment, it was displayed by Liu Long. Although it did not fully manifest the power of the sky, it still had the state of the sky.
The sword energy vibrated, manifesting a giant sword pointed directly at Lu Zijin on the ring.
The strong sword energy made many people around them widen their eyes.
But Lu Zijin had no intention of evading, and stood on the spot and slowly raised the flame knife.
Judging from this posture, he was going to decide the outcome with one move from Liu Long.
"Is Lu Zijin crazy? Does he dare to confront Senior Brother Liu Long?"
"It must be that his legs are sore, or that he is locked by Senior Brother Liu's consciousness and cannot move at all, so he can only defend passively."
"It seems that our Changsheng Sect will win this battle easily!"
"..."
The disciples of the Changsheng Sect clenched their fists and prepared to cheer.
Then, Lu Zijin's body was covered with flames, and the flame knife in his hand was slashed out.
"Flame Sword Slash!"
In an instant, a flaming knife appeared and struck directly at Liu Long and Jian Qi who fell from the sky.
The sword energy and the sword light met in mid-air.
The completely different breaths collided and an explosion occurred instantly.
"Boom..."
There was a huge explosion, the flames vibrated, and the sword energy swept across.
In everyone's eyes, a wailing sound sounded:
"ah!"
Then, a figure was seen flying directly out of the air. After flying a hundred meters, he rolled on the huge arena for more than thirty meters before stopping.
Hundreds of thousands of disciples of the Changsheng Sect witnessed this scene at this moment.
When they saw the figure rolling on the ring, they were all petrified at this moment.
Everyone's eyes widened in complete disbelief.
Because the person who was blasted away was none other than Liu Long, who was known as the number one young male disciple of the Changsheng Sect.
Before taking the stage, he even vowed to defeat his opponent within thirty moves.
He looked arrogant.
But at this moment, Liu Long made two moves.
The opponent only made one move, and he was knocked away...
Now he was lying on the ground motionless, as if he had fainted.
"call……"
"call……"
"call……"
Several mountain peaks watching the battle fell silent at this time.
It wasn't until after a few breaths that someone said in disbelief:
"Liu Long, defeated!"
As soon as this statement came out, the whole place was in an uproar.
"Impossible, defeated in one move?"
"Senior Brother Liu is so advanced in cultivation and has the Yellow Dragon Sword, how come he was defeated in just one move!"
"Oh my God! That Lu Zijin is obviously exhausted, why can he defeat Senior Brother Liu with one move?"
"Don't you understand yet? That Lu Zijin is just pretending."
"We've lost five games in a row, which is unprecedented."
"..."
In the hustle and bustle, many people also reacted.
He can directly defeat Liu Long with one move. Isn't this just pretending?
Lu Zijin’s hidden cultivation level.
On the stage, Lu Zijin was smiling.
He has indeed hidden his strength, because every time he wins a victory, he can win a spiritual mine or medicine field for the sect. In order not to be targeted, he has always hidden his cultivation.
It seemed like a tough fight, but it was actually all under his control.
At this time, Li Xu finally saw this man's cultivation.
Build the Sixth Heavenly Foundation.
Foundation Building Sixth Heaven. For now, Li Xu doesn't know who among the younger generation has reached the Sixth Heaven Foundation Building realm.
At this level, it's no wonder he can defeat Liu Long with one blow.
The senior officials of Changsheng Sect were also furious:
"Damn it! This Hanyue Sect actually sent a disciple of the sixth level of Foundation Establishment to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger."
"There must be some secret treasure on him. I didn't even notice his cultivation level just now."
"We have lost five games in a row and five spiritual mines. Now we only have two medicinal fields left."
"Let Li continue in the next game?"
"No, let Cai'er go. We can't lose anymore, we have to win it back."
"..."
The senior officials of the Changsheng Sect all had sullen faces and were discussing among themselves.
Many of the disciples watching the battle also saw Lu Zijin's true cultivation level.
Already exclaiming.
"Damn it, that guy's hidden cultivation is actually the sixth level of foundation building."
"What kind of perversion is this? No wonder he can defeat Senior Brother Liu at the sixth level of foundation building."
"It's over, this time our Changsheng Sect will lose completely!"
"..."
Many disciples of the Changsheng Sect were in despair. Liu Long was defeated with one blow, which severely damaged the self-confidence of the disciples of the Changsheng Sect!
At the same time, the law enforcement elder has announced loudly:
"Han Yue Sect, Lu Zijin wins."
As soon as he finished speaking, several disciples of the Changsheng Sect came on stage, preparing to carry the unconscious Liu Long off the stage.
Liu Long seemed to be unconscious, but he had actually woken up for a while.
The blow just now made him feel the other party's true cultivation level.
Knowing that he was no match, and thinking of the ugly appearance of being defeated, as well as his arrogance before taking the stage, he was too embarrassed to get up, so he lay on the ground and pretended to continue to faint.
Until now, several Changsheng Sect disciples came on stage and carried him off the ring...
