() Xiang Ye obviously didn't listen to Mu Yueling's mental retardation. He looked solemnly at the figures of Chu Lang and Zhang Han passing by at high speed above him. Xiang Ye couldn't help but secretly ask himself whether he could withstand Zhang Han in his place.
attacks in turn.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but think highly of Chu Lang. He could fight against the enemy's fourth-level innate cultivation level with his second-level innate cultivation level, and could continue for more than ten rounds. Xiang Ye couldn't imagine how powerful this Chu Lang was.
To what extent.
Maybe outsiders can't truly understand the difficulties faced by the authorities. Chu Lang has forgotten about it at this moment. He uses all the martial arts moves and Qinggong movements that he can use. He no longer dares to stop for even half a minute, for fear that if he stops, there will be a loophole and he will be defeated by his opponent.
Break through.
Only constant attacks can form the best defense. Chu Lang's only thought at the moment was not to stop, even if he paused in his movements, he would be defeated.
The sect leaders and family heads watching in the Lingyun Hall were also shocked by Chu Lang's crazy attacks. How could one person have so many martial arts moves, complex yet smooth and natural attacks?
However, among the people watching in the audience, only Hua Feifeng could clearly understand that these body movements and martial arts moves were performed by Chu Lang in Jiuya Mountain. Hua Feifeng looked down steadily, the beautiful
His eyebrows were furrowed, and there was a trace of worry on his face.
Hua Feifeng vaguely felt that something was wrong with Chu Lang. He seemed to have lost control and was in a very delicate situation. He was afraid that if he continued like this, he would be in danger of going crazy.
Chen Luyun has always had a good impression of Chu Lang, and he was watching the battle carefully at this moment. He said to Chen Ning with some worry: "Sect Master, if something bad happens later, you have to rescue him in time. I think something is wrong with him now. I'm afraid he will
I have devoted myself selflessly to martial arts moves, and danger may arise at any time."
Chen Ning's calm face was already filled with surprises and surprises at this moment. He never expected that he accidentally discovered that the Tianming Sword Sect had such a potential disciple. It was the right choice to accept him as a core disciple. It actually brought such a big shock to him.
People can practice body skills and martial arts moves so roundly and smoothly.
Zhang Yue and others also looked intently at the two people on the ring.
The surrounding disciples were cheering and encouraging fiercely at first, but now they were so surprised that they lost their voices. Everyone looked at the two people on the ring in astonishment.
Zhang Han was actually defeated by Chu Lang's continuous attacks. He could only use his deep inner strength to move around. If it weren't for his unique Qinggong and body skills, ordinary people would have been defeated by Chu Lang's continuous attacks.
Even so, Zhang Han gritted his teeth and worked hard to support, but the situation had not yet been truly determined, and Zhang Han still had the power to save the situation.
Chu Lang was completely immersed in it. The only figure in his eyes was Zhang Han. Everything around him had been forgotten. He had never been so immersed in it. Chu Lang's consciousness gradually became blurred. The subsequent attacks were completely unconscious.
However, the spiritual platform kept alert to the target in front of him, and all attacks were focused on this figure.
Unknowingly, Chu Lang's attack was completely integrated with the energy of the Sea of Divine Consciousness. No one knew what it felt like to be in this state.
The energy of the Sea of Divine Consciousness tightly locked Zhang Han's figure, and the true energy surging in his body continuously provided Chu Lang's fierce and continuous offensive, and his movements became faster and faster!
Boom boom!
The powerful energy hit the arena with repeated loud noises. If it weren't for the eight disciples of the first level of reforging below the arena who were using their inner strength to support the arena, it would have collapsed long ago.
With a click, a burst of wooden stakes were crushed by two invisible forces. The crisp sound woke up many stunned onlookers in the audience.
What kind of competition is this?
Completely breaking away from the regular fighting, it seemed that both of them had entered a mysterious state. Zhang Han seemed to be influenced by Chu Lang, and he began to slowly and actively attack. The sound of the collision of the two swords became louder.
Everyone's heart.
The arena was on the verge of collapsing under the force of the two men above. Several disciples of the first level of Recasting hurriedly used their energy to support the waist-thick wooden stakes, and the creaking noise stopped.
The energy gathered by the two people in the sky collided with the blessing skills of several Recast Realm cultivation disciples, and the energy visible to the naked eye splashed out in the void.
Wow!
There were many experts in the field, and the eyes of many talented people gradually became fanatical. No one was not shocked by the domineering power of the two people, and at the same time, their blood was boiling and they wished that they would be the one to fight at this moment.
Xiang Ye stood on one side below the ring, holding a fist in his left hand and couldn't help but exert force. It was indeed a good trip to see such a frequent battle.
Somewhere below the ring, a handsome young man frowned, vaguely discerning a clue, and murmured to himself: "Master, isn't he the one who has been looking for the Dragon Soul Body? Could it be that this boy surnamed Chu is what he wants?
If you fail to find the right person, you should get to know this Chu Lang well later."
"Senior Zhang, Brother Chu is very powerful. If we fight against him, I may not be able to defeat him easily." Although Xiang Ye is also at the fifth level of innate cultivation, now it seems that Chu Lang's opponent is also at the fourth level of innateness.
Although he was in a state of cultivation, he was suppressed and beaten one after another.
The Tianming Sword Sect is really full of talented people. When will Yan Lai Feng Ya Pavilion also have talented disciples?
Xiang Ye started to compare at this moment. Yanlai Feng Yage was a sect that had been inherited for thousands of years and had a profound foundation. However, the sudden rise of big families in recent years has made every big family feel a great sense of crisis.
Especially for the honorary title of the top ten young masters in the world, which is competed for by various sects and families every ten years, all the major leaders are gearing up to prepare for any eventuality.
It is impossible for another genius like the Miao family to appear again, otherwise all the major leaders could retreat into seclusion and think about their past.
Chen Ning looked at the heated and anxious battle between Chu Lang and Zhang Han with excitement on his face. If the battle could reach such an extent, no matter who loses or wins, I'm afraid he won't have any regrets.
I really didn't notice that there was such a qualified disciple among the outer disciples of Tianming Sword Sect before. Looking back on the past, I really have no impression of this Zhang Han. It seems that I need to reflect on it. There are such disciples among my outer sect.
Excellent disciples, why worry that the Tianming Sword Sect cannot rise.
Zhang Han's Qinggong movement is so unique that he can't even recognize the routine. Chen Ning secretly sighs where this disciple learned this movement. Not only is the speed fast but also the route is weird. The movement is agile and elegant, which is different from Chu Lang's Qinggong.
Shenfa can compare with length and weakness.
The two of them were like two giant monkeys, shuttling back and forth over the ring, attacking countless times.
Boom boom!
Chu Lang was knocked backward several feet by the force of his palm. It seemed that there was still a gap in internal strength.
Chu Lang's continuous attacks stopped at this moment. Zhang Han also waved his palm in panic to stop Chu Lang's continuous attacks, and finally took a breath.
But it was not a good thing for Chu Lang. Zhang Han felt relieved, and a slight smile appeared on his serious face. His left hand changed strange postures, and soon a huge black claw suddenly condensed in front of him. The claws kept getting bigger and suddenly
He jumped into the sky full of spirit, a dangerous aura and a desolate and vicissitudes of life spread out in the huge sword dance square, and the huge black minions quickly grabbed Chu Lang from the void.
The huge black minions came with overwhelming pressure, and the sky seemed to collapse. Thousands of eyes around him saw it real, and the lightning-like black light hit Chu Lang's chest.
Zhang Han's martial arts is very weird. It's not like the martial arts routines of the Tianming Sword Sect at all. Just a few changes of movements can magically form a huge minion.
The air seemed to be still. Chu Lang was already in a semi-awake state. He saw a huge claw clawing at him in the void, and the surrounding air was a bit more solid than before. A murderous aura spread over him. Chu Lang wanted to retreat but couldn't move.
No.
A huge black claw grabbed at Chu Lang's eyes, and a stream of air flowed out of Chu Lang's dantian after closing his eyes. It seemed that he was inspired by Chu Lang's danger.
Mu Yueling, who was below the ring, covered her mouth nervously with her hands to prevent herself from screaming. Her eyes were wide open. Xiang Ye on the side frowned and looked at Chu Lang steadily.
"what to do?"
With Mu Yueling's last thought, the huge minions had captured Chu Lang.
Boom! Boom!
Bang! Bang!
A huge force of energy spread all around, and dust swirled up all around the arena. It sounded like the collision of human bodies, and the sound of the arena collapsing mixed with the sound that resounded throughout the entire Sword Dance Square.
There was silence all around, and no one screamed or cheered.