Volume 5 Chapter 196 Holy War 2
The giant sword rotated rapidly, friction in the air produced a harsh sound of breaking wind, and it shot towards Tuoba Zhengmian with a power that could destroy the world.
Tuoba Zhengmian secretly moved his ten fingers, and the oncoming giant sword seemed to stop for a moment, and then rushed into his body.
The Phantom on the main stage almost screamed. She didn't understand why the young master took such a risk.
The audience's jaw dropped in shock.
Brokenhand took a deep breath, and the surprise flashed across his face.
"How is that possible?" After a moment, he almost exclaimed.
The phantom of the giant sword is the condensation of one's own immortal power. Generally speaking, if the opponent allows the phantom of the giant sword to enter the body, even if it withstands the first attack, there is still a second attack, that is, the broken palm can still make the giant sword phantom. The shadow exploded.
After seeing that the first attack could not cause any real damage to the opponent, Duanzhang thought about launching a second attack. However, at that moment, he completely lost his sense of the giant sword's shadow.
"How can it be?"
Strong men with higher realms could not help but be a little surprised when they looked deeper.
Just because, after the giant sword phantom entered Tuoba Zhengmian's body, the fluctuations in his cultivation were obviously much more serious, which showed that his cultivation had actually improved.
Slowly, more and more monks saw this, and felt inexplicably frightened.
This guy can actually swallow other people's immortal power, and also use it for his own use?
What secret technique is this?
Many people think that Tuoba Zhengmian used the secret technique. If it weren't for the secret technique, this kind of thing would be too scary.
Only one person knows that Tuoba Zhengmian does not know this kind of secret technique at all, but how on earth did he do it?
Phantom really couldn't figure it out.
Tuoba Zhengmian did not take advantage of the opportunity to break through, and he also knew that the time was not right at this moment.
After moving his body for a while, he showed an expression of enjoyment, looked at the broken palm opposite, and said with a smile: "Thank you, fellow Taoist, for your help."
The corner of Duanzhang's mouth twitched, but he quickly calmed down.
He also has a trump card.
This trump card is hidden in his left hand with a broken hand.
However, once this move is used, the best result is that both sides will lose. The opponent is too mysterious, and it is unpredictable whether he can achieve his wish. Even if he can achieve his wish, he will have to practice for several months, and naturally he will no longer be able to compete for the top five.
He sighed secretly in his heart and cupped his hands towards Tuoba Zhengmian: "I admit defeat."
This is how the first battle ended.
No one would make fun of Duanzhang. He had already shown great strength. Even if he lost, he would still win the respect of all the monks.
The second and third games were equally intense.
In the second game, Lu Tan was almost the same as Black Blood in terms of strength. However, in the competition of offensive magic, Lu Tan was slightly inferior. In the end, he could only focus on defense. The "Infinite Golden Light Shield" has extremely strong defense. , after persisting for a long time, he still failed to block Heixue's "Rock-Breaking Sky Curtain Slash". The Rock-Breaking Sky Curtain Slash tore apart the Wuji Golden Light Mask, and Lu Tan regretfully lost.
The human race's holy son lost two games in a row, which made all the human race monks very embarrassed.
In the third game, Xiang Ancheng lived up to expectations and finally regained a victory for the human race. This does not mean that Huangfu Shen is not as powerful as Xiang Ancheng. On the contrary, looking at the three battles, this third game lasted the longest, and Huangfu Shen was not He lost not only in terms of cultivation level and magical level, but in endurance. If Huangfu Shen could work hard on endurance like Xiang Ancheng, the outcome of this fight would be unpredictable.
The fourth game was far less intense than the previous three games.
The audience was also sharp-eyed. From the beginning to the end, Hu Tianze didn't use all his strength, but he still defeated Xia Xinyang.
In the four battles of the Holy Son, the human race only won one victory, which made all the monks of the human race sigh.
However, in the next battle between saints, Gong Ran got off to a good start in the first battle.
Xuanshuang Sword Sect mainly focuses on swordsmanship. Saint Son Duanzhang and Saint Gongran are both swordsmanship practitioners. This does not mean that they are weaker than others in immortal magic or magic. On the contrary, they have already combined immortal magic or magic with them. The technique is integrated into the sword technique, making the sword technique even more powerful.
The tiger father has no dog daughter!
In terms of appearance, Luo Yiyi is not inferior to Gong Ran, but one is slightly charming, while the other is quite cold.
In terms of strength, Luo Yiyi holds the supreme crescent sickle, and his sword is like autumn water, which makes people addicted to it.
Senior Brother Broken Palm was defeated by the Holy Son of the Demon Clan, and Gong Ran was even more determined to win this battle.
"Galaxy Sword Rain!"
Gong Ran pinched his sword and launched an offensive.
Luo Yiyi didn't see any signs of decline, and danced the supreme crescent sickle in his hand tightly, blocking Gong Ran's thousands of sword energy.
Instantly evenly matched!
The attackers are fierce, and the defenders are no less powerful!
It is rude to come and not reciprocate!
Luo Yi formed his hand seals one by one, and the overwhelming pressure roared out from the Supreme Moon Scythe.
"Purple Light Moonlight Strike!"
A ray of white light rushed toward Gongran like a train. In the white light, the shadow of the Supreme Crescent Scythe could still be vaguely seen.
Gong Ran stood there quietly, looking aloof and aloof.
Suddenly, her long hair floated up.
She was seen holding the sword in her left hand, and the index and middle fingers of her right hand were brought together and made a stroke against the hilt of the sword.
"The Collapse Sword Points to Destruction!"
With a low groan, the sword pointed forward.
The two lights tore apart the space and collided fiercely.
There was a loud roar, the arena was filled with scorching air, and even the barrier shook.
The next moment, the force of the impact poured back. Gong Ran and Luo Yi looked solemn, and they invariably took back the magic weapon in their hands and held it in front of them. Build a wall of immortal power.
The two attacks were fierce when they went out, and even worse when they came back.
When it hit the wall of immortal power, it only paused for a moment, then penetrated the wall of immortal power and landed on the figure behind.
Gong Ran and Luo Yi started to retreat, and while retreating, they resolved the forces that were forced back. Fortunately, these forces were basically transformed by their own immortal power, so they would not be so hectic in dealing with them.
Even so, the two of them did not dare to be careless at all.
After all the power was resolved, Gong Ran took eight steps back, while Luo Yiyi took nine steps back.
One step difference does not mean that Luo Yiyi is at a disadvantage.
If it weren't for the sake of safety, Luo Yiyi could stand still at eight steps.
Gong Ran wants to win, why doesn't Luo Yiyi do the same?
The fight still continues.
The Collapsing Sword Pointer and Purple Light Moon Strike are obviously their strongest attacks.
The two repeated their old tricks, hitting, retreating, resolving, and hitting again...
The sky was getting dark, but the arena was filled with brilliance, reflecting the thunderous thunder in the sky, making the entire square as bright as day.
Only then did many people realize that the bright light above their heads was like the sun shining in the sky, making them unaware that night had come.
I don't know how long it took, but Gong Ran and Luo Yiyi's offensive became a little bit rough.
Obviously, the final winner is about to appear.
Looking at the two of them, their auras were somewhat disordered, their clothes were no longer as bright as they were at first, and their long hair had become messy.
"The Collapse Sword Points to Destruction!"
"Purple Light Moonlight Strike!"
History repeats itself.
The slight difference was that as soon as the offensive came out, both of them moved with the shadow, catching up with the white light in the blink of an eye, and handed the magic weapon forward.
The two figures were immediately submerged in white light, and only the sound of collisions filled the sky.
They actually wanted to end this arduous battle with hand-to-hand combat!
Everyone was confused, but they also understood that the outcome would be determined soon.
In doing so, the two of them were undoubtedly distracted. In addition to their opponents, they also had to deal with the two white lights that were in a stalemate.
At this point in the fight, there is not much immortal power left in the two of them, but no one is willing to give up easily, so they take this risk to see who can persist to the end, who will be the winner.
The two of them were both at a very high level, and the power of the collision of the two white lights could be described as earth-shattering. In this way, even the two second-grade immortals on the field could not see through the scene inside the white light.
However, everyone knows that the battle inside the white light will only become more fierce.
After a long time, the white light suddenly dissipated, and a figure flew out.
Luo Ruhu in the distance was startled, and then sighed secretly.
The one who flew out was none other than Luo Yiyi. Those with sharp eyes could notice that as soon as she landed on the ring, her legs were shaking a little, her face was extremely pale, and there was faint blood stains on the corners of her mouth. Her body was even more stained with blood, her dress was incomplete, and her skin was exposed in many places.
Luo Yiyi gritted his teeth, glanced at Gong Ran who was still in mid-air unwillingly, and then slowly fell back.
She has exhausted all her immortal power.
She didn't admit defeat, but everyone knew that she lost after all.
Gong Ran did not add insult to injury.
Her hair was messier than before, and her dress was also a little unsightly. She slowly landed on the ground, and after a moment, she spit out a blood arrow, and her face immediately turned pale.
Obviously, her advantage was not obvious, but she still won this difficult battle.
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The second battle between the saints, Hong Xiu versus Su Chan.
Both of them are beautiful fairies, both have an alluring appearance, and both look cold and proud.
However, the scene that everyone was looking forward to did not appear. The two did not fight against each other, but seemed very calm.
Suchan was wearing a purple robe, with a palace flower on her head, and her face was as delicate and flawless as a sculpture.
Hongxiu is wearing a long white dress with blue stripes. She has slender hands and a smile.
It seems that the two of them are like good sisters who have not seen each other for many years, and neither of them has any intention of taking action first.
This makes everyone a little confused!
"what's the situation?"
"Fight?"
There is a lot of talk among those who do good things.
Fortunately, this situation was broken soon.
Presumably, the two of them realized that it didn't make sense to continue like this. What they were fighting for was the fruits of victory, but the audience needed a brilliant fight.
"I'm offended." Su Chan smiled faintly, her voice soft but revealing a kind of power that made people's hearts tremble.
"Come on!" Hong Xiu was also ready.
It's finally starting.
Everyone immediately fell silent.
The two of them did not sacrifice their magic weapons, but rushed towards each other in unison.
In mid-air, a wave of air spread, which was the collision of the two immortal powers.
However, their figures are instantly separated.
The arena became quiet again.
The distance between the two is shorter than before, but what does this mean?
"Look!"
Someone was about to express dissatisfaction when a voice suddenly sounded.
It turned out that Suchan was holding a jade hairpin with two fingers.
And this jade hairpin had been inserted into Hongxiu's head before.
Those with sharp eyes can see that the collar of Hongxiu's shoulders has been cut open, and there is a red spot on her long, snow-white neck.
Could it be that during the brief fight between the two, Su Chan actually took the hairpin from Hongxiu's head, and used the hairpin to cut her collar and stab her neck?
"Oh my God!"
Suddenly, the whole place was excited.
Just now, I felt that the two of them cherished each other, but I didn't expect that something like this would happen in the blink of an eye.
At this moment, Hong Xiu's long hair fell down, covering the split collar at her shoulders.
"You——" Hongxiu's pretty face turned red, embarrassed and angry.
"Haha!" A hint of teasing appeared on Suchan's lips: "Do you want to continue the competition?"
Hongxiu was angry, but she also knew that she was indeed inferior to the other party. Previously, both of them had been tempted, which seemed like child's play to outsiders, but they had used their immortal power to the extreme.
Under such circumstances, the other party can actually do this, but it is difficult for him to pose the slightest threat to the other party. If the other party had not shown mercy, perhaps he would have been even more unbearable.
When she thought of this, Hong Xiu felt a little scared.
"Back to you."
Su Chan moved her palm, and the jade hairpin shot towards Hongxiu like lightning.
Hong Xiu knew that the other party had no good intentions and did not dare to be careless at all. Her immortal power flourished, wrapping the jade hairpin, and then she took several steps back to eliminate the ensuing attack.
She bit her lip and threw the hairpin into the storage ring.
"you win."
After saying that, Hongxiu walked towards the edge of the ring without looking back.
