On the battlefield where countless eyes were focused, suddenly, a figure suddenly flew out from the field, and its clothes rubbed against the air, making a hunting sound.
His body rolled continuously in mid-air, and after releasing force several times, he fell downwards. At the same time as his feet landed on the ground, a steel knife was inserted into the ground, driven by his body, and continued to fall.
After sliding for ten steps, it came to a complete stop.
At this time, people saw his true face clearly, and there was an uproar on the spot.
Especially the hundreds of Ming Jianfeng disciples watching the battle couldn't believe their eyes. Could it be that Zhang Tian, who ranked second in strength among the Ming Jianfeng outer disciples, was defeated by the opponent with just one move?
"cough!"
Under the gaze of many surprised and suspicious eyes, Zhang Chengtian coughed lightly and spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm. Then he slowly straightened up, holding tightly the handle of the knife that had become a little hot after rubbing with the ground, but his eyes were tight.
Staring at the dusty battlefield not far away, a proud smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
A gentle breeze blew across the square, and the smoke and dust caused by the shattered bluestones dispersed. Then, one of the figures slowly and clearly appeared in front of everyone.
At this moment, Zhao Yanliang was no longer as arrogant as before, half-kneeling on the ground in an awkward posture, with his head lowered and motionless.
The clothes on his upper body had become tattered, especially the sleeves on his arms, which had been shattered into pieces by the strong force. Small scars crisscrossed each other, extending from his wrists to his chest. Although they were all
It's not fatal, but it does look bloody and miserable.
"How miserable!"
Looking at Zhao Yanliang's embarrassed posture, the crowd watching the battle couldn't help but take a breath. Just a second ago, they thought that Zhang Tian had suffered a loss in the head-to-head confrontation with Zhao Yanliang and would definitely lose. Now,
In the blink of an eye, the situation suddenly reversed, and their moods also fluctuated greatly.
"Junior Brother Zhao!"
Meng Yuanlong and others couldn't believe their eyes. They were stunned for a moment, and then they all stepped forward to check Zhao Yanliang's injuries. Only then did they realize that Zhao Yanliang had been refusing to get up, and it was not because he was ashamed of losing the duel.
Instead, he had already been seriously injured and passed out.
"Find a stretcher to carry him back! Also, be careful and don't move his arms at will!"
After carefully examining Zhao Yanliang's injuries, Meng Yuanlong stood up suddenly, glanced at Zhang Tian coldly, and turned around to give instructions. At this moment, his face was terribly gloomy and his mood was terrible. He expected that
Zhao Yanliang would lose, but he didn't expect that Zhao Yanliang would be beaten so badly by Zhang Tian.
The scars all over Zhao Yanliang's arms and chest were just cut by broken swords. Although they looked scary, they were actually just skin injuries and would not be fatal. The real cause of Zhao Yanliang's coma was the internal injuries he suffered.
A huge force broke all his arms and ribs on his chest. Without a year and a half of training, it would be impossible to recover.
Fortunately, the other party was merciful and only broke his bones without damaging his organs. Therefore, Zhao Yanliang's cultivation was not affected and there would be no sequelae. Otherwise, the hatred between the two parties would have become more serious.
Thinking of Zhao Yanliang's arrogant and provocative scene just now, Meng Yuanlong also immediately canceled his plan to continue pursuing the case. However, regardless of whether Zhao Yanliang brought it upon himself or not, Chaoyunfeng has now lost two games in a row. As his senior brother, Meng Yuanlong can no longer stand by and watch.
"The last scene is up to me!"
Meng Yuanlong stepped forward, glanced sharply at Zhuang Wenjie and Zhang Chengtian, and said in a deep voice: "You two, one has awakened the bloodline of the Jade Flame Spirit Dragon, and the other has the extraordinary talent of innate divine power.
He is a great hero among men, but in terms of strength, together you are no match for me. I heard that there is another one of you, Ming Jianfeng, who understands the power of the sword with his cultivation in the Mortal Realm, and was accepted as a true disciple by Elder Meng.
, Only such a proud man of heaven is truly qualified to be my opponent."
"The toad yawned so loudly!"
Both Zhuang Wenjie and Zhang Chengtian were arrogant and arrogant people. How could they accept such humiliation? Especially Zhang Tian, who was even more outspoken, "You are only at the middle stage of Xiantian's cultivation. Even if you understand the momentum, you want to
It’s not easy to defeat me, let alone if Junior Brother Zhuang and I join forces!”
"boom!"
Just when Zhuang Wenjie was about to say something, suddenly, a powerful aura burst out from Meng Yuanlong's body, pressing hard on the two of them. As if sensing the danger, Zhang Chengtian immediately
He pulled out the steel knife from the scabbard and held it upright in front of him. Zhuang Wenjie immediately swallowed the words that reached his throat and used his true energy to resist.
"Aura! This is how Meng Yuanlong realized that aura is so heavy!"
Zhuang Wenjie's face instantly became solemn. Just the pressure of his momentum forced the two of them to go all out. If they started to fight, what would be the result?
At this moment, he couldn't help but think of the battle with Jiang Wen half a month ago. The same momentum, Jiang Wen's momentum had a sharp texture, as if he was invincible. But Meng Yuanlong's momentum was extremely heavy, as if it were a tower.
The mountain weighs heavily on my heart, making me breathless.
"Stop resisting in vain!"
Meng Yuanlong's expression remained unchanged, and he said calmly: "Whether it is cultivation or momentum, there is a huge gap between us. I just said that the two of you combined are no match for me. This sentence is by no means an insult. Wait until
The day you truly understand the momentum, you will understand that what I said is true. Now, you should hurry up and find Jiang Wen!"
"No need to look for it, I'm already here!"
A not-so-loud voice suddenly sounded more than ten meters away in front of Meng Yuanlong. However, including Meng Yuanlong, no one among the hundreds of eyes present noticed when and how Jiang Wen happened.
How did it appear there?
"Are you Jiang Wen?"
Looking at the young man in front of him who was only thirteen or fourteen years old, Meng Yuanlong couldn't help but frown.
He had long known that Jiang Wen was not very old. Judging from the information collected, Jiang Wen only joined the Lingyun Sect three years ago and was not yet fourteen years old this year. But when he really saw Jiang Wen's true face in Lushan
, but still expressed great surprise at Jiang Wen's age.
"No wonder Hua Xingfan is so anxious to find out the details of Jiang Wen!"
Thinking of his purpose of coming to Mingjianfeng this time, Meng Yuanlong nodded as if he had some understanding. As a 'young genius', he could clearly sense the terrifying pressure from Jiang Wen. This was not because of his cultivation level.
pressure, but a kind of frustration that you know you will be surpassed by the other party, but you can't do anything about it. The only difference is just in the time!
"Jiang Wen, disciple of Ming Jianfeng, please give me some advice!"
Jiang Wen bowed his hands in a salute as a greeting, then raised his head, put one hand on his waist, held the hilt of the sword with the other, and took a sudden step forward.
boom!
The moment the soles of his feet landed, it seemed as if a majestic mountain rose from the ground, and a vast momentum poured out from Jiang Wen's body like a rolling torrent. In a daze, everyone was affected by this momentum.
, regardless of their cultivation level, they all retreated backwards.
At the same time, Zhuang Wenjie and Zhang Chengtian, who were trapped within the scope of Meng Yuanlong's momentum, also took the opportunity to escape from the oppression of the momentum and moved aside as if they were running away.
If the two of them were somewhat complacent about their bloodline and talent before, now after seeing the powerful strength displayed by Jiang Wen and Meng Yuanlong, they all invariably felt a sense of inferiority.
Although it was not serious, it was enough to make them remember it.
call!
A cyclone suddenly appeared around Jiang Wen's body, rolling up the dust on the ground and rising upwards, and finally condensed into a cloud, suspended in the air.
"Winds and clouds come together, you actually understand two kinds of momentum!" Seeing this situation, Meng Yuanlong couldn't help but change his face drastically.
The art is fine, not too much. Even if you cultivate a hundred different "potentials" to perfection, it will not be as great as the benefits that can be brought by cultivating one "potential" to perfection. Everyone knows this truth.
However, if two mutually reinforcing "potentials" are practiced at the same time, not only will the practice not be delayed, but because the two "potentials" blend with each other, the efficiency of cultivation will be greatly increased, and the effect is by no means as simple as one plus one.
"Mountain Hammer, Town!"
Meng Yuanlong knew that he could not wait any longer, otherwise Jiang Wen's momentum would only get stronger and stronger. Without hesitation, he immediately took out a two-foot-long hammer from behind and hit Jiang Wen's head hard.
Smashed it down.
At the same time, the mountain momentum surrounding Meng Yuanlong's body also danced with the hammer and rolled towards Jiang Wen. The collision of momentum and momentum was like the collapse of a mountain, the sound of sonic boom, bang bang
The sound kept ringing, and all the gravel and dust on the ground were instantly shaken into powder.
"It is so terrifying and powerful that it would be difficult to understand it without witnessing the landslide and ground cracking with your own eyes!"
Feeling the heavy momentum coming towards his face, Jiang Wen couldn't help but sigh in admiration, but at the same time, there was a look of regret on his face, and he sighed: "It's a pity, this mountain momentum is too magnificent.
It's like a baby dancing with a sledgehammer. It's impossible to control it with your cultivation level, let alone integrate it into your own martial arts. Otherwise, you are qualified to fight me!"
The moment the words fell, the momentum around Jiang Wen's body suddenly changed. The sharp wind and the soft clouds instantly merged, condensing into an invisible giant sword in the air, and slashed straight down towards the mountains in front of him.
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