"Click!" "Click!" "Click!"
Streams of sword light fell straight down and hit the black flying arrows, like thunder! This was not over yet. After the thunder exploded, the Han Light Sword was recovered again, and a thicker thunder and lightning instantly condensed, which collided with the silver giant dragon.
Blood mist flew across the sky. Although the giant silver dragon blocked the Han Light Sword, it was also knocked aside by the Han Light Sword. It instantly retreated to Zhao Jiuyou's side, and looked at Cheng Ling with a hint of fear.
Without enough time to check the outcome of the collision between the thunderbolt and the black flying arrow, Cheng Ling turned sharply and arrived at the blue stone platform in an instant. Because at this time, Zhao Jiuyou had already begun to attack the restriction and was going to snatch the things on the blue stone platform.
He originally thought that the black flying arrows and silver giant dragon could cause serious damage to Cheng Ling, so he couldn't wait to attack the restriction. Unexpectedly, the opponent was unharmed, and instead launched a counterattack against him in an instant. The shock in his heart was beyond words.
Those dozens of black arrows turned into black mist and gathered together again, wanting to come back and surround themselves. But Cheng Ling's speed was too fast, and before he could turn around with the black mist, the Han Light Sword had already thrust out several times, and the sharp sword energy cut into his skin, drawing blood.
Zhao Jiuyou's face became increasingly ugly. He had never thought that it would be so hard for him to fight with a monk who had just entered the realm of Immortal Lord. Facing the fierce sword moves, he could only retreat temporarily, and then waited until the black mist condensed again.
Immediately afterwards, the black smoke turned into a spear, and the spear quickly brought up gun shadows and collided head-on with the deep purple thunder and lightning struck by Cheng Ling!
Purple flashes of lightning scattered in all directions, but Zhao Jiuyou's gun shadow did not move at all.
"You are the most powerful Immortal Lord I have ever seen, Perfection, but that's all for today. It's a pity that you have a bright future." Zhao Jiuyou held the black spear and didn't even care about the seriously injured silver on one side. Giant dragon.
"Tear apart!"
Zhao Jiuyou shouted loudly, and the black mist on his arm turned into a black spear, bringing up a long string of black gun shadows and hitting Cheng Ling. He knew that if Cheng Ling was not killed, he would not be able to get the things on the round altar.
Cheng Ling's eyes narrowed. The speed of the spear was too fast, and it was difficult to identify the specific location of the spear. Not only that, the silver giant dragon that had been seriously injured pounced on him again.
The Han Light Sword zigzagged forward with his movements, and was the first to hit the giant silver dragon. The giant dragon had always been wary of the Han Light Sword, but now it saw the Han Light Sword coming at it again, but it didn't dare to retreat, so it could only roar and charge forward.
"Die!"
Zhao Jiuyou shouted loudly, and the black fog gun and his entire body attacked Cheng Ling crazily.
The violent momentum and majestic immortal energy were like a terrifying mountain. Before Zhao Jiuyou could get close, it was already pressing on Cheng Ling without any hesitation or mercy.
Cheng Ling groaned, and his immortal energy and consciousness surged crazily. Before he even launched his fierce moves, the deep purple thunderbolts were already surrounding him.
Zhao Jiuyou stared at the lightning on Cheng Ling's body in amazement. He did not expect that Cheng Ling's thunder technique was so powerful. But so what, if he, Zhao Jiuyou, wants to kill someone with all his life, who can escape?
Cheng Ling felt that something terrible was emitting from Zhao Jiuyou, but he could only detect it, but could not understand what it was. This feeling was very bad.
He must not be slower than him. The moment Cheng Ling had this thought, he transformed into a swimming dragon, like a thunder dragon. At the same time, the Han Light Sword brought out a blinding purple thunder, tearing the distance between him and Zhao Jiuyou. .
Thunder Dragon Dance with Heavenly Thunder Sword Technique!
"Boom~!"
The two of them made the strongest impact since the beginning of the battle. The Han light sword and the black gun shadow collided together. Zhao Jiuyou's black mist gun shadow was stagnant under the bombardment of the powerful purple thunder. For Cheng Ling, just a tiny bit was enough. enough.
"Thunder crack!"
Dark purple thunder passed by like a thunder dragon, bringing with it a long series of bursts in the air. Countless black mist gun shadows gradually dissipated under the bombardment of thunder and lightning. This time, Zhao Jiuyou's body was hit by lightning and stagnated in mid-air!
"Pfft!"
The Han Light Sword went straight to the middle palace and stabbed Zhao Jiuyou in the chest. But Cheng Ling felt something was wrong. He almost didn't believe his eyes. At the moment of the stabbing, he clearly felt a pressure. This pressure made the long sword stagnate for a moment. It could have penetrated the In the end, it only turned out to be a bloody gash.
"area......!"
Cheng Ling instantly understood that Zhao Jiuyou, an Immortal Lord of Perfection, actually understood a little bit of Yu. This was terrible.
Just like himself, he only understood the surface of Yu in the Battle of Nine Dragons, but this kind of thing can only be understood by at least an Immortal King or above, and he also needs an Immortal King with incredible qualifications to touch the surface of Yu by himself, and Zhao Jiuyou seems to be more proficient in it. Some, master the application of the domain!
Before Cheng Ling finished speaking, the shadow gun that was blown away by the purple thunder split apart and stabbed Cheng Ling's chest unchanged. The black gun shadow brought up a bloody arrow, but it was unable to penetrate Cheng Ling's chest. But the blood splattered everywhere was no less than that of Zhao Jiuyou.
"Seventh level spiritual body...!"
Zhao Jiuyou's shock was no less than that of Cheng Ling. Cheng Ling was just a monk who had just entered the realm of Immortal Lord Perfection. Not only was his attack so terrifying, he was also a Body Refining Immortal, and had even advanced to the seventh level of spiritual body.
Where did this pervert come from? Who is he? His whole body is covered by armor, only two eyes are exposed, which makes him feel very uncomfortable! The black gun shadow in his hand suddenly erupted again, as if it turned into several long white snakes, and all of them pounced towards Cheng Ling.
Cheng Ling was shocked. He didn't expect that he could react so quickly and be able to resume transporting the immortal energy in such a short time and launch a powerful killing move. In desperation, Han Guangjian raised his sword and thrust out hundreds of swords, trying to contain the opponent's dark shadow.
But I didn't expect that those black shadows were like swimming fish. When they turned towards the sword, they pierced the air and all of them hit me.
"Click" "Click" "Click"
There were several soft sounds from the armor on his body, and the black shadows disappeared without a trace after impact. But the purple dragon armor originally worn by Cheng Ling was shattered into pieces, and even the helmet could not be saved. A moment later, a handsome young man wearing a lavender gown appeared in front of Zhao Jiuyou.
Only then did Cheng Ling realize that those tiny black lights were just to break his protective armor. Zhao Jiuyou's eyesight can naturally tell that the grade of the purple dragon armor is not high, and its greatest effect is to block spiritual consciousness.
"Hmph! So this is what you look like. Judging from your attire, you should be a disciple of the Wuji Sect. Several outstanding disciples among the same generation are all related to each other. You are not them. According to speculation, you should be a disciple of Junzi Peak, Wuji Grand Meeting Let Cheng Ling be the number one winner in the latest issue!"
He couldn't laugh or cry in his heart. He spent so much effort just to see his true appearance. Zhao Jiuyou was too arrogant and couldn't help but find out his true identity. He smiled lightly and said, "So what if it's Cheng Ling?"
"Hmph! I, Zhao Jiuyou, have experienced thunder swordsmanship and a seventh-level spiritual body today!"
The silver python was hit hard by Cheng Ling again, and his expression became even more sluggish, and he fell back to Zhao Jiuyou's side. Although Cheng Ling and Zhao Jiuyou were seriously injured at the same time, Cheng Ling's seventh-level spiritual body recovered much faster than Zhao Jiuyou.
Zhao Jiuyou knew that if he hadn't mastered the application of Yi Yi Domain, he would have been dead in that moment. Seeing that Cheng Ling's momentum surged again, he knew that staying here today would probably lead to death.
He felt very aggrieved. If anyone said that he would not be a perfect match for the Immortal Lord, they would definitely be dismissive, but now the facts are before his eyes. It's not that he can't. But Cheng Ling is too perverted. If he continues to fight, he has no chance of winning!
After Zhao Jiuyou swallowed a few pills, his aura began to surge. He knew that he was no longer Cheng Ling's opponent. He had already learned about the Wuji Grand Meeting and that the other party still had yet to use the Great Thunder Technique, but he was really unwilling to leave him just like that.
"I only want the jade slip, and I will give you the rest, and I can also give you other compensation!" Zhao Jiuyou looked at Cheng Ling, who was so angry, and said in a deep voice, if he can't beat him, he can only negotiate!
Cheng Ling didn't seem to hear it. He suffered such a big loss today. This bastard still had to compromise on his own. Let's just dream.
The Han Light Sword was drawn out again, with thunder and lightning!
Purple thunder flashed across the sky, and he felt the changes in the space around him. Zhao Jiuyou's expression changed. He had a trump card that he had not yet brought out, but now he also knew that the other party also had a trump card that he had not brought out.
Zhao Jiuyou no longer hesitated for a moment. The black smoke surrounding him exploded, instantly forming a black light. The jade slip is indeed important, but compared to my life, no matter how important it is, I can only let it go.
After the purple thunder flashed, the black light had long since disappeared.
"How awesome! This guy acts decisively and makes decisions immediately. He is a ruthless character!"
Cheng Ling swallowed a few more pills, feeling extremely wary of Zhao Jiuyou. Although he defeated Zhao Jiuyou today, it was because the opponent's domain was not yet proficient in using it. Another reason was that his lightning skills had improved a lot in a short period of time. If the two of them met next time, he might not have the upper hand again. So simple.
And there is another point. Zhao Jiuyou seems to know everything about himself, but he knows nothing about Zhao Jiuyou. Apart from the methods he used in previous battles, where is his origin? I don't know much about any of the trump cards.
Zhao Jiuyou was the most powerful opponent of the same level he had ever encountered. His black smoke was as terrifying as his own Han Light Sword, even three points more powerful than the Han Light Sword. If possible, Cheng Ling would definitely kill Zhao Jiuyou at all costs. But Cheng Ling knew that as long as Zhao Jiuyou wanted to leave, there was nothing he could do to stop him.
Cheng Ling let out a long breath, and hit the restriction with the Han Light Sword.
After breaking the restrictions on the round altar, Cheng Ling rushed up to the round altar in an instant and put away the Heavenly Gold and the jade slip on the blue stone platform. At the same time, a roll of the cyan stone platform was also sent into the space inside his body.
As soon as Cheng Ling put away the blue stone platform on the round altar, the surroundings of the round altar lit up. Cheng Ling was about to rush out of the round altar immediately, but he had no chance to resist. He was instantly surrounded by light and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
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