Cheng Ling continued to increase the frequency of attacks, and Long Zehai retreated steadily. He persisted for a while and could no longer resist. The arm was so shaken that the real energy was not flowing smoothly, and it was impossible to form an effective counterattack. Seizing the momentary flaw, the Dragon chanting sword turned around and used the hilt to hit his chest hard.
Long Zehai spat out a mouthful of blood and was knocked off the ring. He had won ninety-five consecutive victories!
Cheng Ling's spiritual consciousness swept over him, and Master Jiao's face became even more gloomy. His lips wriggled, and he didn't know what he said. A monk next to him jumped into the ring and said loudly: "East China Sea Dragon Palace Cangzhen , come and challenge!”
Cheng Ling glanced at Master Jiao in the distance and saw a murderous intent flashing in his eyes. I am also sullen in my heart, since East China Sea Dragon Palace is so stubborn, let me completely destroy you!
Cang Xin is tall and muscular, and you can tell at a glance that he is a body-refining cultivator. Without waiting for Cheng Ling to say anything, he jumped onto the ring and made the first move. The hands are yin and yang, and the blood is shrouded between the two palms, as if forming a bloody vortex.
Cheng Ling looked at Yile, isn't this the Blood Sea Divine Palm that Bian Xue Sha is good at? This is interesting. I didn’t expect that the disciples of the East China Sea Dragon Palace would do the same. Obviously, there are inextricably linked connections between the Blood Sea Sect and the East China Sea Dragon Palace.
Although Cang Xun's cultivation level is not as high as Bian Xue Sha's, it is still at the peak of integration. But the Blood Sea Divine Palm used in his hands was more exquisite than Bian Xuesha's. The palm power was mellow. Each palm could activate the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth, making the moves struck several times more powerful than the original ones.
But when he met Cheng Ling, he deserved to be unlucky. Back then, when he was in the late stage of distraction, he was able to withstand the attack of Bian Xue Sha and finally killed him. Naturally, he had studied the essence of Blood Sea Divine Palm. He could see every move and move without any damage at all.
He was in no hurry to launch an attack. The Blood Sea Divine Palm performed even better in Cang Xun's hands, and it was even more difficult to catch the flaws in it. But with his previous combat experience, the palm technique does not pose a great threat to him. He can dodge in advance, and when the flaw appears, he will kill him with one strike!
The two started fighting fiercely in the ring, but Cheng Ling just gave in and did not show the impressive performance of the previous games at all.
The old man surnamed Wu stood at the window of the VIP room, watching the battle on the ring, frowning slightly, and asked: "What's going on? It's completely different from his previous fighting style. Also, who of you knows about the relationship between Donghai Dragon Palace and him?" Is there any conflict between them? Why is it that people over there take action in several games in a row?"
"Perhaps he wants to recover the real energy consumed in the battle. Although he defeated Feng Yanran and Long Zehai, he is still a disciple of a big force after all, so the loss of real energy must be huge. Now he only defends but does not attack, which must be for the future battle. Be prepared.”
Another old man added: "Mr. Wu, according to the news, Cheng Ling robbed several treasures at the auction before, and had some conflicts with Nangong Hao and Young Master Jiao. Now that Nangong Hao has been defeated, Young Master Jiao must have They will also play. Now, letting the younger juniors play first is probably to consume Cheng Ling's true energy."
Mr. Wu frowned and agreed with the two people's statements. After a while, he asked: "Do you think, if he fights with Young Master Jiao, who will win and who will lose?"
The two of them were silent, comparing themselves secretly in their hearts, unable to tell the truth for a while. A middle-aged monk who had been standing next to them said: "Cheng Ling's swordsmanship is indeed amazing, but I think Master Jiao is slightly better!"
Another middle-aged man said: "Mr. Wu, I
I feel that the two of them are almost the same. The key lies in the control of the fighter plane. Both of them have the possibility of winning. "
"Oh? Tell me your reasons!"
The person who supported the draw said: "Cheng Ling defeated Zi Qian, which is an obvious explanation. I have asked Zi Qian before about his feelings about the battle, and he once said that Cheng Ling's strength is still hidden, presumably. He also knew that he would eventually face Master Jiao, so he did not use all his strength."
"Therefore, Mr. Wu, I think that since Zi Qian can defeat Zi Qian by hiding his strength, the fighting power between him and Master Jiao should be between equals, and anyone can win."
Mr. Wu nodded silently and did not express a conclusion. He looked at the other person and asked, "What do you think?"
Another middle-aged man who supported Young Master Jiao said: "That's what I think. Cheng Ling is very powerful, but Young Master Jiao is the body of a monster after all, and the true energy in his body is far better than that of ordinary humans. In addition, Cheng Ling is very powerful." Ling Lian has fought several times, and there is still a physical gap, so I think Mr. Jiao has a greater chance of winning!"
Mr. Wu was silent. After a long time, he asked, "Where is Ye Xiaozi now?"
Everyone was startled, they naturally knew who the Ye boy that Mr. Wu was talking about was. It is the number one core disciple of the Shura Sword Sect, Ye Shura, whose combat power ranks among the top among the disciples of the nine major forces. Does Mr. Wu want Ye Shura to challenge Cheng Ling?
This is too incredible. In their eyes, there is still a big gap between Cheng Ling's strength and Ye Shura. One of the old men couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Wu, do you want Yesura to challenge?"
Mr. Wu slowly shook his head and said: "Let him take action to hold down Young Master Jiao. Cheng Ling must be inextricably linked to Jiange. We cannot let him have too much conflict with East China Sea Dragon Palace. The timing is not right!"
Everyone suddenly realized that if Cheng Ling really faced off against Master Jiao, no matter who lost or won, the grudge between him and the East China Sea Dragon Palace would be completely irresolvable. Mr. Wu's move was to protect Cheng Ling and prevent him from having a bigger conflict with the East China Sea Dragon Palace prematurely.
One of the middle-aged men nodded slightly, walked out of the VIP room, and left!
On the ring, the battle between Cheng Ling and Cang Zhen continued, and nearly half an hour had passed. Cheng Ling was always on the defensive, and the audience watched in horror. Every time Cang Xin made a move, they secretly broke into a cold sweat for him.
After not taking the initiative to attack for such a long time, could Cang Xian be so powerful? Cheng Ling's true energy must have been consumed too much.
Only Cheng Ling himself knew that he had been waiting for an opportunity. Cang Xin, however, became more energetic as he fought. Originally, he still had some scruples about Cheng Ling. Although his combat power was higher than that of Xiang Tianwen and Long Zehai, the difference was not big.
Unexpectedly, once the Blood Sea Palm was unleashed, Cheng Ling had no ability to fight back and just dodged, which only increased his momentum. He used his palm skills to the fullest, and less than half an hour passed. While he was feeling happy, he was also secretly surprised at Cheng Ling's persistence. He managed to dodge for such a long time without even hitting a single hit.
Young Master Jiao stood in the distance, and when he saw the situation on the arena, he became suspicious. Based on the strength Cheng Ling showed, this shouldn't be the case. On the surface, Cang Tian would definitely be defeated, but now it seems that he has the upper hand and is very likely to win in one fell swoop. Could it be that that kid has run out of skills?
The Blood Sea Divine Palm was about to be used, and just when Cang Xin was full of energy and ready to make another killing move, Cheng Ling's eyes burst out with dazzling light. Exactly now!
The flaw he had been waiting for finally appeared. The two palm techniques were switched, and in an instant, a flaw was revealed!
Cheng Ling jumped up, swung the Dragon Sword downwards, and thrust out a sword in the middle. The next moment, he moved up a few feet and came to the top of Cang Chen's head, and slashed Cang Chen down with a heavy sword!
The old man surnamed Wu shrank his pupils and cried out: "Three Ultimate Slashes! How could he master the long-lost sword move? It must be related to Jiange. Where is Xiaoye? Has the notice arrived? We must let him stop Master Jiao!"
"Mr. Wu, Ye Xiuma will be here soon!"
Mr. Wu breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes focused on Cheng Ling.
This sword was exactly the sword technique that Cheng Ling obtained from the secret realm of the Sword Tomb. Millions of sword spirits had used it, and now at the critical moment, he used it.
Cang Zhen was so horrified that he felt that his whole body was covered by the opponent's sword. All three directions were threatened, and he didn't know which move to resist. In desperation, he could only gather all his true energy into his palms, draw a huge circle of light, and cover his body!
laugh! laugh! laugh!
The current two swords were blocked by a bloody halo, but the aperture was also opened with a huge gap. The defensive force was slightly weaker, and the sword that struck the head was even more unstoppable. A bright sword light flashed by, like cutting a watermelon, and the blood The red defensive light shield was split in half, and a very small line of blood fell straight from Cang Zhen's forehead to his feet.
"puff!"
Cangxun spurted out a mouthful of blood, staggered back, and fell heavily on the ring. He was so angry that he couldn't move!
Zhao Deming jumped onto the ring and took a quick glance, and knew that he had been hit hard by Cheng Ling's sword energy. Although he was seriously injured, his life was not affected. He must have had some strength left. He announced in the middle of the meal: "Cheng Ling wins this battle!"
Young Master Jiao roared angrily and cursed: "Damn it, Second Junior Brother, it's your turn. Use your full strength to consume at least half of his true energy!"
The monk next to him had no choice but to jump onto the ring and shouted to Cheng Ling: "Zhou Yan of the East China Sea Dragon Palace, come and challenge!"
"bring it on!"
Cheng Ling's tongue burst with spring thunder, he shouted and rushed towards Zhou Yan.
Zhao Deming hurriedly grabbed Cang Xin who was lying on the ground and walked away!
Zhou Yan's weapon is a silver spear, which shoots out like a dragon. He can point, sweep, chop, and block at his fingertips. His basic skills are very solid and his skills are also very powerful.
Cheng Ling was refreshed. The same spear was used, but Zhou Yan and Nangong Hao's styles were completely different. One is mainly based on agility and agility, while the other is based on domineering and strength. Both of them have their own strengths, and if Xuan Yu wants to win in a short time, he can only use his full strength.
No longer hesitating, 90% sword intention, 1/1000th sword power, and kendo realm were upgraded to the third level, and he exploded with all his strength. The dragon chanting sword in his hand is like a cook undressing an ox, an antelope hangs its horns, and it seems to be closed, facing the opponent's silver dragon's sword to kill him.
This is the first time that he has exposed the third level of swordsmanship. So far, he has reached the ninety-seventh battle. There are only three games left to win a hundred consecutive victories. But in the next three games, all disciples from the East China Sea Dragon Palace stepped forward to challenge them. It was obviously just arranged by Master Jiao.
By doing this, it is obvious that the opponent intends to consume as much of his true energy as possible, and then defeat him in one fell swoop in the final hundredth game. He definitely doesn't want this. Now that the sword yuan consumption has reached 30%, the remaining three opponents must not be delayed any longer and must be defeated as soon as possible!
