The red flame battlefield is filled with scorching gas, which can easily affect the monks' physical and spiritual energy consumption. Especially those who practice wood-type and metal-type magic will have two-fifths of their spell power suppressed.
"You are truly worthy of being a useless master like you. I was afraid that you would lose miserably, so I specially chose this red flame battlefield as your challenge, so that you can mobilize your fire-attribute spiritual power. Unfortunately, I am practicing water-attribute spells."
Mu Nansheng said proudly.
"This senior fellow from the Xu Dao Sect talks a lot of nonsense. Just show off whatever skills you have."
Bai Ran responded impatiently.
A six-ray sword array formed in front of the flying sword. Mu Nansheng quickly formed a seal with his hands and said: "Six-ray sword intention, the third level of swords in parallel!"
As soon as he finished speaking, six long swords flew out from the sword formation and flew towards Bai Wang. The sound of swords echoed around.
"A mere boy in the Qi refining stage has actually cultivated his sword energy to such a level. You see, the sword energy he releases fills the entire battlefield. In other words, no matter how Bai Han dodges, as long as he is within the battlefield, six flying weapons will fly. The swords will all pierce Bai Ran's chest. Junior Brother Jianqing, you are the best at using swords, you should be able to see how powerful this move is, right?"
Taoist Shuiyun said with a smile.
"That may not happen." Taoist Huoyang stared at everything in the sky expectantly. He believed that his disciple would not lose here.
Bai Xi rose into the air, not attacking blindly, but relying on the red flame wings behind him to avoid the continuous pursuit of the six flying swords.
The hot aura on the battlefield began to circulate, and Mu Nansheng could vaguely feel that it was a bit difficult to release the spiritual power in his body.
Even Bai Ran was no exception. The Red Flame Battlefield was not as simple as these disciples thought. For the sake of fairness, Taoist Huoyang set restrictions on the Red Flame Battlefield.
That is to say, the original special characteristics of the Red Flame battlefield are changed by it. In a fierce battle, any monk will consume twice the usual physical strength (infuriating energy) and spiritual energy (spiritual energy).
"I see, your master is not too much! Brat, I want to see how long you can fly."
Mu Nansheng had been standing there, using only a sword formation and perfect sword control skills to attack, without using even a single defensive move.
"Alas! That kid Mu Nansheng is being careless again!" Bing Changhai smiled at Meng Yin, the senior disciple of the Xu Dao Sect, and said, "You, my junior brother, are always frivolous. Although Bai Ran's ability is too great, Although he is inferior, he is still Huoyang Taoist’s only disciple.”
"I, a disciple of the Xu Dao Sect, don't bother you." Meng Yin had a sullen face. He knew better than anyone else who had instigated the current situation. Looking at Bing Changhai's mean smile, Meng Yin wanted to skin him alive. .
The duel between the two has been stalemate. Many monks have lost their patience, and the remaining two battlefields have begun to compete.
At this time, Bai Ran noticed that the flying sword used by Mu Nansheng paused in the air from time to time. Mu Nansheng must have been eager to achieve success and consumed too much spiritual energy. Coupled with this weird burning energy, it was inevitable that he was a little unable to do what he wanted.
"Boom~Boom~" Several fireballs gathered above Mu Nansheng's head, ready to go, and only Bai Nian was left to complete the seal. Unexpectedly, the flying sword somehow caught up with its speed again, and was much sharper than before.
"Oops!"
Six flying swords struck Bai Ran in shock, and he saw that the sword tips were about to pierce Bai Ran's chest.
"Hahaha! You trash, you've been fooled."
Mu Nansheng laughed wildly.
Everyone's eyes fell on Bai Ran. In this competition with great disparity in strength, they all thought that winning or losing was probably a foregone conclusion.
But the seven immortal elders saw something strange. They saw Bai Han's body circulating with a strong energy like a copper wall and an iron wall, like a layer of indestructible armor. When the six flying swords were still one foot away from Bai Han, they couldn't do anything. Can't stab through.
"What? Ju...is actually the secret method of Jiuyang Sect, the Golden Gang body protection method?"
Mu Nansheng was startled and broke into a cold sweat. The Golden Gang Body Protection Technique is a body-protecting Gang Qi formed by converting the energy of heaven and earth into the true energy of the body. Different from the release spell, once the body-protecting Gang Qi is turned on, any other body-protecting Gang Qi cannot be used. For offensive spells, as the level of the user increases, the duration of the Golden Gang Body Protection Technique will also increase.
Yi Mu Nansheng is currently at the seventh level of the Qi Refining Stage, and there is no way he can break through upper-level secrets such as the Golden Gang Body Protection Technique, unless his cultivation is at the Great Perfection of Qi Refining.
Seeing that the stick of incense was about to burn out, Mu Nansheng took out a blood-smelling elixir from the black pouch at his waist and swallowed it directly without thinking.
"No! The master gave him the blood pill. What does this kid want to do? Does he want to die with that disciple of Jiuyang Sect?"
Meng Yin's eyebrows tightened, and he wanted to go directly to prevent the tragedy from happening, but an old man in black clothes walking behind him suddenly stepped forward and stopped him.
"Elder Mo Yang, why are you here?" Meng Yin didn't want his junior brother to get into trouble, so he hurriedly said: "Junior brother Nansheng swallowed the blood pill. If something happens to both of them, what will happen to me? Explain to Taoist Huoyang? How can I have the shame to go back and see the master?"
"Meng Yin! You just think too much. Even if Taoist Huoyang's beloved disciple dies, he won't dare to do anything to you. Don't forget, you still have your ancestors who love you." Mo Yang Xiongjian smiled coldly, looked at Mu Nansheng whose true energy surged in the air, and whispered softly: "The master has raised you for more than ten years, and now it comes in handy. If the Jiuyang Sect is in chaos, the ancient immortal stone will be my Void Dao Sect. Yes, hum!"
Mu Nansheng's body burst out with astonishing energy, his eyes were bloodshot, and even the flying sword was filled with killing intent.
Bai Ran didn't know what Mu Nansheng had swallowed, but it looked like it was a very evil pill.
"Huoyang, the violent energy erupting from that disciple of the Xu Dao Sect is very evil. It looks like something made by the demon sect's alchemist."
Taoist Qingyi Lingyue behind Taoist Huoyang suddenly spoke.
"Junior Sister Lingyue, you are well-informed about elixirs, but can you tell what the hell that boy from the Xu Dao Sect is eating?"
Taoist Jianqing also sensed that the flying sword used by Mu Nansheng had a strong murderous aura. If he were an upright disciple, he would practice swordsmanship to stop fighting, not to kill, but Mu Nansheng's flying sword suddenly became abnormal. .
"If Senior Sister Yuyang was still here, she might be able to tell at a glance, but I have been in seclusion for many years, and I know very little about the outside world. The disciple's symptoms are really weird."
Senior Sister Yuyang, as Taoist Lingyue calls her, is Taoist Huoyang's biological sister. She is also an extremely talented monk among the seven Taoist disciples of his generation. She has already reached the early stage of Nascent Soul at a young age.
If it weren't for a hundred years ago, because the Demon Sect leader Mu Zangtian led a hundred thousand demon soldiers to besiege the Jiuyang Sect, the three Yuan Ying ancestors of the Jiuyang Sect fought to the death to protect the mountain gate, and Yu was supposed to succeed him as the leader. Yang Dao people, after that battle, disappeared into the sky as if they had evaporated.
At this time, Mu Nansheng just lifted his foot slightly and teleported behind Bai Ran. With one punch, he smashed several cracks in the copper and iron wall covering Bai Ran's body.
Feijian pursued him again. When Bai Nian saw that a stick of incense had arrived, he simply jumped down from the battlefield in the air. Upon seeing this, Taoist Huoyang turned into a golden light in the blink of an eye and caught Bai Juan just as he was about to hit the ground.
"Master...Master...I did it."
I saw blood flowing from his mouth, and he fainted from weakness.
Bai Ran had just been hit by that heavy punch. Fortunately, the time of the Golden Gang Body Protection Technique had not yet ended, so he was able to withstand the fatal blow, but it would inevitably damage the true energy in his body.
