The purple dragon was only halfway there when the wooden staff also lit up at the same time. In an instant, it turned into a bright red python and jumped into the sky, rushing towards the purple dragon head-on. The two were entangled and biting each other, making it impossible for the purple sword to fall!
Seeing such a scene, Duan Mojian's face became even more embarrassed. The magic techniques in his hands changed. The purple dragon's light trembled and instantly grew bigger, but the red python also grew bigger and continued to entangle.
Suddenly, a python and a dragon were seen rolling and biting in the formation, and the fight was inextricable.
But Qianqiu Sect Leader, who saw this scene from a distance, shook his head gently and said two words: "Lost!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yichengzi's whole body suddenly lit up, and his whole body seemed to be on fire. In a ball of fire, Yichengzi turned into a pyromaniac. The pyromaniac lunged forward with one leg, and pushed forward with both hands!
"Fire Cloud Divine Palm!"
With this push, the flames burning all over his body began to disappear from his feet. However, in the blink of an eye, all the fire all over his body disappeared. The next moment, a head-thick pillar of blazing white fire spurted out from his palm and blasted away in an instant. The Duan Mo Sword!
The pillar of fire arrived in an instant like lightning. Duan Mojian didn't have time to think. He pointed at the purple shield in front of him with one hand and made several "clang clang" sword sounds. Zidun suddenly became more solemn!
The next moment, the pillar of fire hit the purple shield, shattering the purple shield at once, and hit him with a "bang"!
With a muffled "pop" sound, the Duan Mo Sword flew out and fell to the ground!
Without the master's control, the purple dragon's light in the sky gradually dimmed and turned into a sword again. It was grabbed by the fire python and fell to the ground.
"Dang!" was thrown out more than ten feet away.
I thought it would take a while to determine the winner, but I didn't expect to be defeated immediately after just a few moves, and defeated in such an embarrassing manner. This situation immediately made the disciples of the Sword Sect uneasy.
The faces of the people from the Jintian Sect over there were filled with pride, and Elder Mo even laughed happily.
"You arranged all the battles with the disciples?" Qianqiu Sect Master turned to look at Qing Lei Sword and asked with displeasure.
"Master Qi, it was arranged by the disciples. The disciples follow your instructions and find opponents for each challenger who are of a similar level, and most of them are disciples with weak combat experience."
"Even if you have weak fighting experience, you won't lose so miserably?" Qianqiu Sect Master asked again.
"Master, forgive me, the people sent by Jintian Sect every time are people who have participated in the Demon Cave Trial. Not only are they rich in combat experience, but they are also ruthless in their attacks. It doesn't look like they are here to compete in martial arts." Qing Lei Jian saw The master looked unkind and immediately opened his mouth to explain.
"Hmph, the ancestor of the Jintian Sect had his sword taken away by the Sword Master, and one of his hands was chopped off. Several of his disciples came to seek revenge, and were beaten to death by several Sword Masters. The two factions have been at odds with each other for a long time, and it seems they want to resolve it. This feud may be a bit difficult.
Be more careful with their people in the future! "Qianqiu Sect Master glanced at Elder Mo who was not far away, and ordered with a cold snort.
"Disciple understands." Qing Lei Jian nodded respectfully, and then walked to the field.
"Near Heaven Zongsheng!" He shouted loudly and waved one hand. Immediately, a waiter came forward to take out the orb and remove the formation. He lifted the Duanmo Sword and stuffed a pill into his mouth.
After a while, Duan Mo Jian finally woke up, recalled the sword with a look of shame, and stepped aside with the help of the waiter.
"How do you feel?" Qing Lei Jian asked with concern.
"The sword and shield blocked most of the power, and it can be recovered after a few days of cultivation." Duan Mojian sighed, "I disappoint my senior brother!"
"If you are careless and underestimate the enemy, you will fall behind when you make a move. After a small loss, you will become angry and want to use the sword formation to regain face, but you can't even deploy the sword formation. How can I not be disappointed?" Qing Lei Sword said coldly. question.
"Second Senior Brother, I know I was wrong!" Duan Mojian's face turned pale and he nodded repeatedly.
"When you are well, go to the Master's Sword Cave and face the wall, and think about where you went wrong." Qing Lei Jian said directly.
"Yes!" Duan Mojian's face turned even paler when he heard this, but he did not dare to refute.
While they were being punished here, a group of people from the Near Heaven Sect over there were talking and laughing at Yi Chengzi as if they were welcoming a hero in triumph.
After a moment, Qing Lei Jian shouted loudly again, "Second battle! Song Shi of the Nanyou Sect, versus Feiliu Sword."
As the words fell, a disciple in white came out of the Sword Sect again.
Because of the disastrous defeat in the last battle, and the fact that the sect leader Nanfeng Peak Master and others were watching the battle, his expression was a bit grim.
A man in black flew up from the other side and landed on the field. This man's eyes were as bright as beans, and he had a faint chill all over his body. I don't know if it was because of the magic weapon on his body or because he had practiced some unique technique.
The two came on stage, the restriction shield was activated again, and the light curtain fell.
"Fei Liujian asks for advice!" Gu Xuanjian said with his fists in hand.
"Nanyou Sect Song Shi, come and ask for the Nanyou Sword!" The man in black said, his voice as thin as the cold wind.
After saying that, the man in black immediately grabbed it with one hand, and out of thin air there were two ice spears about 10 feet long in his hand, and threw them at Guxuan Sword!
I saw two ice spears shooting straight away like long arrows, arriving in front of me in an instant.
Guxuanjian was already on guard, and he waved two more swords with one hand.
The two swords were waved, and only two "ding-dong" sounds were heard, and the two ice spears were instantly broken into two pieces and stuck on the ground.
It seemed that he had learned from the experience of the previous battle. He didn't give his opponent a chance to continue attacking. He jumped forward, crossed his swords and slashed forward!
A huge cross sword light slashed straight forward!
Song Shi waved his hands and grabbed them repeatedly. There were two more ice spears in his hands, and they rushed towards the cross sword light.
Hearing two crisp sounds of "crack", the ice spear broke to the ground again, and the sword light disappeared.
"Swipe!" Several more sword rays followed closely, as if the river was rolling in an endless stream, and like a waterfall flowing forward inexorably, just like the Flying Sword Intention he had cultivated.
The man in black, who struck first, could only resist the continuous attacks. In the end, he had to use a thick ice shield to fight with him with a shield in one hand and a spear in the other.
Unfortunately, although the ice spear was powerful, under intensive attacks, it could only resist a few moves and was chopped into several pieces.
In this way, you can see that in the field, the white clothes are flying like the waves in the long river roaring, while the people in black are surrounded by ice splashing, as if they will be submerged by the big waves at any time.
This scene immediately made the Sword Sect disciples cheer in unison.
On the other side, several female disciples around Elder Mei Xi also had their beautiful eyes flashing and started talking.
"Although it is the middle-grade swordsmanship of the Sword Sect, the power of the sword is multiplied due to the response of the sword's intention, as if it was tailor-made for him! And although this person's fighting experience is ordinary, he knows the principle of striking first, and the sword The meaning is continuous and the sword light is sharp and unparalleled. It seems that the sword sect is going to win this round!" The woman who was called senior sister by the girls before opened her mouth to comment, and her comments were quite pertinent.
But just as he finished speaking, the master behind him smiled slightly and shook his head.
"Master, do you disagree with senior sister?" The woman in purple clothes next to her saw the master's actions and asked softly.
