Among the five current purple energy masters on our side, except Zhang Shan, who is from Dongyuan Purple Energy, the remaining four are all from Jushan Lizi.
Among the remaining eight purple energy masters on the other side, there are two known ones from Dongyuan Purple Energy. Long Haotian, the leader of the Beggar Clan, and the owner of Xuanwu Villa who has never made a move. In addition, there is another one who has not shown up yet. This mysterious man is the hidden trump card of the Beggar Clan camp. His lowest spiritual energy cultivation level is the Purple Qi Cave Abyss. He is most likely to have Taixuan cultivation level and the peak Purple Qi.
Compared to Chang Sheng's nervousness and anxiety, Zhang Shan seemed very calm, observing the battle calmly and saying nothing.
While Changsheng was watching nervously, Taiqing Taoist in the west arena was seriously injured and left the field again due to his opponent's deadly play style.
Changsheng quickly stepped into the arena to help the injured person. While applying medicine, he turned to look at Zhang Shan. If his side switched to a conservative approach at this time and gave up the west side of the arena, it would not be a big problem to hold on to the east side of the arena.
However, Zhang Shan did not do this. Someone from his own side took the initiative to ask for help. Zhang Shan nodded slowly and agreed that the other party would come on as a substitute.
After applying medicine and bandaging to the injured Taiqing comrade, Changsheng turned his attention to the east side of the arena. At this time, Luo Xuzi used the yellow scarf warrior transformed from the upper body of the god to still face Changsun Bairong. At present, Luo Xuzi has the upper hand, but The eldest son, Bai Rong, was like a mad dog that could not be beaten to death and was not afraid of being beaten. He became more and more courageous and fought back desperately.
At this time, both the enemy and ourselves are frequently looking at the incense offerings on the invigilator's table to judge the time and seize the opportunity. Currently, the champions of the two arenas are from the Taoist camp. This is beneficial to our side. The Beggar Clan camp wants to To seize the title, you need to win three games in a row.
Changsheng was under great psychological pressure at this time, not only him, but Yang Kai on the side was also extremely nervous, because the reason why Zhang Shan snatched two champions at the same time was very likely to consider Gu Yan in his own camp. If Gu Yan could not be in time After returning, the two directly misled Zhang Shan.
At first Changsheng didn't know what Zhang Shan was thinking, but soon he understood that Zhang Shan was observing the battle situation to determine whether his own camp could persist until the end of the competition.
One stick of incense lasts two quarters of an hour. Half of the incense burnt means that there is only a quarter of an hour left before the end of the competition. At this time, the battle situation in the east arena is still in a stalemate, while the west arena has been fiercely fighting and reducing personnel. At this time, four of our own The purple energy masters have exhausted each other with the six purple energy masters from the Beggar Clan camp, and the Beggar Clan camp has won two games in a row.
The rules of the competition are clearly written in the imperial edict. In addition to winning three games in a row, there is another situation that can also determine the ownership of the champion, that is, after winning, no one will come on stage to challenge again.
At this time, only Zhang Shan is left on his side. Zhang Shan has two options at the moment. One is to abandon the west side of the arena and stick to the east side of the arena. This way, there is a 70% certainty that he can last until the end of the competition.
Another option is to go to the west side arena and continue the two-pronged approach.
After a brief pause, Zhang Shan stood up from his seat and jumped towards the west side of the arena.
At this moment, the purple energy master from the Beggar Clan camp on the west side of the arena flew off the stage first. This was undoubtedly an attempt to make a substitution, and it was not illegal to make a substitution before the opponent came on stage.
At this time, the remaining members of the Beggar Clan camp were the old woman in black from Xuanwu Villa and the leader of the Beggar Clan, Long Haotian. Just when the onlookers were speculating about who of the two would be on stage, a figure swooped in from the southwest of the square. The distance was too far and no one could see this person's appearance, but this person used spiritual energy when flying past, revealing a deep purple aura. There is no doubt that this person is a Taixuan cultivator.
As the distance approached, everyone finally saw the person's clothes and appearance clearly. The person who came was a monk wearing cassocks. He must be about fifty years old. The cassocks worn by this man were very different from those of Chinese monks. He doesn't look like a Chinese person, with a high nose, snail hair, and dark complexion. He is actually a foreign monk from the Western Regions.
The monk flew over under everyone's astonished gaze and landed directly on the west side of the ring. Although this man was a monk, he could speak the Chinese language, "Jiumo Qianshi went to fight on behalf of the Beggar Clan."
After the monk finished speaking, there was an uproar outside the venue. No one expected that a monk from the Western Region would be the helper invited by the Beggar Clan. The most angry one is undoubtedly the Taoist camp. Monk Fan is also a monk. This person fights on behalf of the Beggar Clan. There is no doubt that the monks camp is colluding secretly with the Beggar Clan camp.
Just when everyone was shocked and in an uproar, Changsun Bairong's stern roar came from the east side of the arena, "Shao Yin kills, bloodline awakens!"
Accompanied by the thundering roar, the eldest grandson Bai Rong hunched over the ground and experienced sudden changes. As the clothes on his body swelled and burst, a huge white tiger with silver light all over his body suddenly appeared, glaring and roaring, looking up to the sky and roaring.
This huge white tiger is undoubtedly the transformation of Changsun Bairong. To be precise, this white tiger is Changsun Bairong himself. Everyone knows that the four major villas have the bloodline of divine beasts, but they don't know that they can also stimulate the bloodline and transform into the body of a beast.
The white tiger transformed by Changsun Bairong was very huge, more than one foot tall and two feet long. It was comparable to the shape of the yellow scarf warrior that Luo Xuzi transformed into by asking the gods.
After the white tiger roared, it immediately jumped up. This time, the yellow scarf warrior had no physical and strength advantages. Both sides were evenly matched, and soon fell to the ground. The yellow scarf warrior punched frequently and violently, while the white tiger showed a ferocious look. Biting like crazy.
Just as everyone looked at the east ring in surprise, Jiumo Senseki and Zhang Shan on the west side had already announced their names and started fighting. After the gong sounded, neither of them made any rash move. Jiumo Senseki lowered his eyebrows and closed his eyes. He was reciting scriptures urgently, and along with the rapid recitation of Sanskrit scriptures, a strange image suddenly appeared three feet above his head. A statue of Avalokitesvara with Thousand Arms trampling on the lotus throne appeared out of thin air, suspended in the sky, and illuminated by thousands of rays of light.
While Jiumo Qianshi was reciting the mantra, Zhang Shan was doing the same thing. At the same time that the other party was giving birth to Thousand-Hand Guanyin, a huge Tai Chi Bagua diagram appeared above Zhang Shan, also three feet above the ground, facing Guanyin. In the image of the Dharma, the yin and yang fishes are rotating rapidly, the Bagua talisman is rotating rapidly, the rays of light are interlaced, and the five colors are changing.
After the Thousand-Hand Guanyin appeared, Changsheng immediately looked at it eagerly and counted quickly. The so-called Thousand-Hand Guanyin is just a saying. It does not mean that Guanyin really has a thousand hands. The detailed count should be forty-two hands, excluding the hands on the chest. The two clasped hands have twenty arms on each side, each holding forty kinds of magical weapons including vajra, tin staff, precious mirror, precious halberd, shield, and precious conch.
Jiumo Qianshi and Zhang Shan both lowered their eyebrows and closed their eyes at this time. Jiumo Qianshi clasped his hands together, and Zhang Shan made a finger gesture with each hand. Jiumo Qianshi was reciting Buddhist Sanskrit mantras, while Zhang Shan was reciting the Taoist Pure Mantra. .
The state of the two of them at this time is similar to the soul leaving the body. The statue of Thousand-Hand Guanyin is controlled by Jiumo Qianshi Yuan Shen, while the Tai Chi Bagua Diagram is driven by Zhang Shan Yuan Shen. When Thousand-Hand Guanyin throws the sword in his hand, Tai Chi Bagua In the picture, the Li Fu flashes out and turns into a red flame in the air, rushing to intercept it.
The sword collided head-on with the flames, and the sparkle disappeared. Before Thousand-Armed Avalokitesvara could sacrifice the magic weapon again, the vibration talisman in the Bagua Diagram flashed and flew out quickly, turning into a thunderbolt in the sky, and struck straight to the west with rumbling thunder. Thousand-armed Guanyin statue.
The magic hand of Thousand-Armed Avalokitesvara holding the treasure mirror hurriedly reached out. The treasure mirror rose with the storm, and reflected it directly. Thunderbolts exploded in the sky and scattered invisible.
At first, everyone could clearly see the back and forth between Thousand-Hand Guanyin and Tai Chi Bagua. As Jiumo Qianshi and Zhang Shan moved faster and faster, everyone could no longer see clearly what magic weapons and hexagrams were emitted by both parties. They could only Hear the wind and thunder and see the light shining.
At this time, the battle on the east side of the arena was also becoming fierce. The yellow scarf warrior transformed by Luo Xuzi and the ferocious white tiger transformed by Changsun Bairong were both injured, which meant that their bodies were also damaged.
The white tiger transformed by Changsun Bai Rong was very fierce and his offensive continued unabated, while the yellow scarf warrior transformed by Luo Xuzi had begun to fade away and his image of defeat had appeared.
Just as Chang Sheng was looking around nervously and eagerly, Yang Kai on the side stretched out his hand to pull him.
Feeling of immortality, he looked sideways and tilted his head.
Yang Kai raised his hand and pointed south, "My master is here."
Following Yang Kai's pointer, Changsheng raised his eyes and looked into the distance. At this time, he could not see Gu Yan's figure, and could only see a deep purple spiritual energy rushing from a distance.
"Are you sure that's your master?" Changsheng asked eagerly.
"OK." Yang Kai nodded.
"Hurry up and greet him and explain the situation to him," Changsheng said urgently, "ask him to help and replace the master Luo Xu in the east ring."
Yang Kai nodded in agreement, handed the white silk in his hand to Chang Sheng, and walked south quickly.
Everyone on our side heard the conversation between Chang Sheng and Yang Kai, and knowing that strong support had finally arrived, they were all secretly happy and relieved.
After Yang Kai left, Chang Sheng tilted his head and looked at the incense burner on the invigilator's desk. At this time, only a quarter of the incense stick was left. If Gu Yan was even half a moment late, everything would be ruined.
At this time, the battle on the east side of the ring was coming to an end. The yellow scarf warrior grabbed the white tiger's upper and lower jaws with both hands. He glared angrily and tried to break open his head, killing him in one fell swoop.
At this time, the shape of the Yellow Turban Warrior has been very weakened, and the forced exertion accelerated the effectiveness of the spell. At the moment when the white tiger's head was about to be broken open, Luo Xuzi's spell completely failed, and the Yellow Turban Warrior suddenly disappeared.
Having lost his divine power, Luo Xuzi was no longer a match for the white tiger. The white tiger transformed by Changsun Bairong escaped from death, became angry with Luo Xuzi, and swiped at Luo Xuzi's head.
Just when everyone's souls were dying and the secret passage was in trouble, they discovered that although the white tiger's bloody mouth held Luo Xuzi's Sanyang leader, it did not shut up and bite it. It turned out that its lower jaw had already been pulled apart by the strong pull of the yellow scarf warrior. dislocation.
Luo Xuzi narrowly escaped death and dodged to avoid it. While stumbling back, he bit the middle finger of his right hand and drew a talisman from the palm of his left hand.
Naturally, the white tiger wouldn't give him a chance to draw the talisman. He twisted his waist to exert force and swung his tail. Luo Xuzi couldn't dodge and was swept away by the tiger's tail.
Seeing Luo Xuzi's defeat, Chang Sheng hurriedly came in to help him. Although Luo Xuzi had many scratches on his body, he was not seriously injured. However, his previously black hair had turned into a full head of gray. Logically speaking, praying to the gods would not shorten his life. After all, the reason why Luo Xuzi suffered backlash was undoubtedly due to excessive concentration and excessive practices.
After Luo Xuzi was swept away, Changsun Bairong did not step down from the stage, nor did he turn into a human body. Instead, he lowered his head to the ground, pressed down, and forced his dislocated jaw back into place, and then walked back and forth from the ring, roaring angrily.
Not only Changsun Bairong believed that the overall situation was decided and victory was certain, but everyone on the enemy team agreed with her, but what they didn't expect was that a figure rushed from the south and landed directly on the east side of the arena.
The moment he saw Gu Yan, Changsheng understood why he arrived so late, because Gu Yan was covered in blood and obviously injured...
