"As a result, your body-protecting sword energy will no longer be able to be used!" Cen Yun smiled coldly and drove the golden energy sword to attack again from behind.
"You!" Wu Tian's face was full of horror, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.
He was wearing protective inner armor that could not be penetrated by ordinary second-level spiritual weapons. However, the golden air sword spit out by Cen Yun was actually able to hurt him, which made him feel not only shocked but also angry.
He pushed hard with his hand, and Cen Yun was immediately knocked away by a powerful force. At the same time, the golden flying sword that was coming from behind was also entangled in a wisp of white lightning, and was fixed in the air behind him.
"Ants can actually hurt me, hahaha..." Wu Tian laughed, anger almost bursting out of his eyes, and said sternly: "You are still the first person who dares to hurt me, then you go to hell! "
After saying that, Wu Tian put away the folding fan, and a powerful spiritual power burst out from his body. He pointed forward and shouted: "Wind curse."
As soon as he finished speaking, an invisible hurricane swept away, trapping Cen Yun in it.
"Fire spell." Immediately afterwards, Wu Tian shouted again, and the hurricane ignited blazing flames and turned into a pillar of fire three feet high. The blazing high temperature made Cen Yun feel that every drop of blood and water in his body was evaporating.
"Earth curse!" With a low cry, countless thorns suddenly appeared on the ground where Cen Yun was, piercing into the soles of Cen Yun's feet and calves, making it impossible for him to move and dodge, and blood flowed freely.
"Water spell!"
Suddenly, countless blue water vapor emerged from the flames, and exploded upon contact with the flames. The energy waves formed swept out in all directions, engulfing Cen Yun's entire body, leaving his life and death unknown.
However, this was not over yet. As Wu Tian raised his right hand and pointed to the sky, a black cloud suddenly appeared above the ring. He waved down and shouted: "Five Thunder Curse!"
Crack!
In an instant, black clouds and lightning suddenly appeared in the sky, and a white electric pillar as thick as a finger fell down, striking into the hot water vapor on the ring, exploding countless stone fragments and flying around.
"It's actually the Five Thunder Curse, how is this possible!" Zhao Li looked at Wu Tian in disbelief from the audience.
"The Five Thunder Curse is an intermediate spell. It is absolutely impossible to cast it with the cultivation level of the Qi Refining Stage. Wu Tian's qualifications are really terrible. I hope Junior Brother Cen can save his life..." Dong He was awake at this moment, with a weak look on his face. He stood on the stage and said breathlessly.
At the same time, on the stage.
Everyone's eyes were nervous and horrified as they focused on the scalding hot air. After a moment, a powerful wave of air spread from the ring, and all the scalding hot air that blocked the view was washed away, revealing Cen behind him. Cloud silhouette.
I saw that half of the clothes on Cen Yun's upper body had been blown up, and the exposed skin was covered with blood and wounds. However, his eyes were like blood, and his face was full of evil. He stared at Wu Tian with blood surging all over his body, blocking the way. A blood shield formed in front of each vital part of the body, neutralizing all attacks.
"Is this Feng Qishan's forbidden blood-casting technique..." Wu Tian sneered, "This technique uses the method of burning blood to construct blood vessels. Although it can temporarily gain power beyond the Qi refining period, it is ultimately different from most immortal cultivators. There is no difference between the forbidden arts, and all of them require you to pay a huge price of shortening your lifespan. How long can you hold on?"
"Hehehe...hahahahaha!" Cen Yun was like a ghost from the Nine Netherworld, with a chill in his words, and said with a ferocious smile: "You can give it a try!"
"Hmph, that's your bluff. Since you want to die, then I'll help you!" After saying that, Wu Tian made a seal with his right hand, and the lightning reappeared in the black clouds in the sky and landed with a crackling sound.
Cen Yun's body remained motionless, and the blood all over his body condensed into a blood shield in the sky.
Boom!
With a loud noise, the blood shield collided with the white electric pillar, and a huge shock wave swept through the entire square, forcing Cen Yun to bend downward.
When Wu Tian saw this, he felt as if he had seen an extremely fun toy, with a strong interest on his face. He raised his right hand and waved it down again.
Boom!
There was another loud noise, and a white electric pillar descended from the black cloud again and struck the blood shield, pressing Cen Yun's body downwards again.
"Kneel down!" Wu Tian shouted sharply, and white electric pillars continued to rain down from the black clouds, bombarding the blood shield, pushing Cen Yun's body downwards. Everyone watching was dumbfounded, and their nervous hearts jumped. On the throat.
On the jade steps, the middle-aged woman looked at Zhong Liqing with a sad face and said: "Junior brother Zhong, competing is not about fighting for the best. Both nephews are geniuses that have not been seen in the sect for thousands of years. I think it is time to stop the competition!"
Shi He's face was full of pride and he said: "Junior Sister Fei Luo, Senior Brother Huangfu and Senior Brother Zhiming are not in a hurry. Why are you anxious?"
Fei Luo looked at Elder Zhi Ming and saw that his face was calm and calm, as if he didn't care about Cen Yun's life and death, and he seemed confident. Then he looked at Huangfu Tu and saw that he was also calm as usual, so she knew that her worries were unnecessary. .
Boom, crackle... Boom, crackle...
In the ring, under countless electric pillar attacks, Cen Yun's body was almost pressed to the ground, but he always kept his knees off the ground, even though the pressure on his back was extremely heavy.
"Hahaha, you succeeded in pleasing me. Don't worry, after you die, I will keep your body as a reward for pleasing me!" Wu Tian laughed excitedly, raised his right hand, and dropped it again like a life-threatening scythe. .
Boom!
As the last white electric pillar fell, Cen Yun could no longer hold on. His whole body was pressed to the ground, and the blood shield on his back also dissipated.
"It seems that the outcome has been decided. Junior Brother Cen can no longer fight!" Tian Ping was the first to break the silence in the square and said.
"Yes, it's not easy for Junior Brother Cen to survive until now. He is also able to learn the secrets of the sect, and his strength is no longer inferior to Senior Brother Liu. No wonder Senior Brother Liu passed Mo Ying to Junior Brother Cen, but it's a pity that he met Wu Tian. , What a pity!" Yin Qingchuan said regretfully.
"That's right. I thought that Junior Brother Cen could vent his anger for me, but I didn't expect that he was defeated by Wu Tian. It's really God's will. It's a pity, it's such a pity!" Meng Fan sighed.
In the square, Dong He looked at the unconscious Cen Yun in the ring and felt sorry for him. He said to Zhao Lida beside him: "Junior Brother Wu has Tianlinggen after all. It is rare for Junior Brother Cen to persist until now. It's just that Junior Brother Wu is too aggressive. Cruel, you have destroyed Junior Brother Cen’s cultivation. If Junior Brother Cen wants to cultivate to the eighth level of Qi Refining again, I’m afraid it won’t be that easy!”
Zhao Li sighed softly: "I just hope that Junior Brother Cen can regain his strength in the future and look away. After all, some things cannot be undone by human power..."
Under the ring, Chang Ji glanced at Cen Yun on the ground and said loudly: "Cen Yun is no longer able to fight anymore, Wu Tian..."
"The first decree of the oracle...Xiang Zang!"
At this moment, Cen Yun's low but ethereal voice suddenly came from the arena.
All the disciples in the square turned their attention to the ring again. Chang Ji also looked at it with astonishment on his face. He saw Cen Yun slowly getting up from the ground and standing up as if nothing happened, his face as calm as water.
"Hey, your cultivation has been ruined, why can you still stand up?" Wu Tian frowned and looked at Cen Yun with surprise.
Cen Yun's face was expressionless and he didn't say a word. He raised his right hand and whispered: "Wind Curse."
As soon as he finished speaking, an invisible hurricane struck Wu Tian and surrounded him.
"Fire spell." After he finished speaking, flames burst out of the hurricane and burned fiercely, trapping him in the flame hurricane.
"Earth curse." On the stage, countless earth thorns suddenly appeared.
Wu Tian grunted, lightly stamped his right foot, and the soil thorn returned to the ring.
"Water spell."
boom!
As a loud noise spread, the flame hurricane where Wu Tian was located suddenly exploded, and the hot water vapor formed submerged Wu Tian's figure.
"Five Thunder Curse."
After the words fell, a black cloud appeared in the sky, and lightning suddenly appeared, splitting down a white electric pillar and blasting into the scorching hot water.
Ding~
As a crisp metallic sound spread, the water vapor dissipated, revealing Wu Tian's figure.
He was seen standing on the spot safe and sound, surrounded by nine long shields of golden light, forming a golden light shield to protect him within it.
"It's incredible. You have no cultivation at all, but you can cast spells. You are obviously at the Qi Refining stage, but you can control the Five Thunder Curse. Who are you? Is the Jade Purity Sutra really in your body?" Wu Tian's eyes became extremely serious.
Cen Yun still didn't say a word, but dozens of fist-sized fireballs appeared out of thin air in front of him, pouring towards Wu Tian like raindrops.
Boom boom boom, boom boom——
Amidst a series of explosions, Wu Tian walked out leisurely. Although his face was full of sneers, a drop of sweat broke out from his temples, saying: "Ants are ants after all. Even if they know some magic, they can't do any harm."
"Ten spells can't hurt you, what about a hundred spells, a thousand spells, ten thousand spells?" Cen Yun suddenly spoke, his voice still emotionless.
"Your cultivation is not high, and your tone is not small. Although I don't know how you hide your cultivation, but with your cultivation level, how can you use thousands of spells and ten thousand spells? Don't be too arrogant!"
Wu Tian's face hardened, his murderous intent reappeared, and with a wave of his right hand, a blue light flew out of the storage bag and shot towards Cen Yun.
Clang!
With the sound of a sword clanging, Mo Ying suddenly rushed out and stood in front of Cen Yun, blocking the blue light and revealing a dark blue flying sword that was about two feet long.
Cen Yun waved his right hand, and Mo Ying knocked back the dark blue flying sword with a sword. At the same time, hundreds of fireballs appeared in front of him again, pouring towards Wu Tian like raindrops.
A flash of horror flashed in Wu Tian's eyes. He was already surprised when he used dozens of spells at the same time. Now he used hundreds of spells at the same time. Even the foundation-building monks couldn't do it. Not to mention counterattack, now it was defense. He felt exhausted.
Cen Yun knew very well that Wu Tian was using second-level spiritual weapons. If he only defended with all his strength, a stick of incense would be enough to last him. However, he now felt a splitting headache and noise in his ears, and he couldn't hold on at all. A stick of incense is enough time to make a quick decision.
Thinking of this, Cen Yun made a strange magic formula with his hands, and the air in the entire square surged forward, gathering in front of Cen Yun, sending out strange and crisp phoenix sounds.
"Swinging into the nine heavens, the phoenix chirps to pieces in the sky.
Who said that the world is so big that a horizontal sword can kill the immortal songs..."
Pounce!
The elders on the jade steps, including Zhong Liqing, who saw this scene all stood in awe, with astonishment on their faces, and bumped the wooden chairs under their seats.
Elder Zhi Ming's face was full of excitement, his eyes were wild, and his calm state was gone. He looked at Cen Yun on the stage and listened to him slowly spit out five words.
"Fengmingxuan Killing Sword——!"
