Chapter 2099 Ling Tian shot a sword to suppress [Three Thousand Chapters]
"The two of them have strange movement skills. They spread out and covered the entire battlefield with their skills!"
Gu Zhan frowned and swung his battle ax, turning it into a whirlwind that rolled wildly on the ground.
The other eight people also dispersed.
"Hey, grandpa is here!"
At the edge of the ring, Mo Yu's figure appeared.
"Go over and kill him!"
Wu Ziyun roared.
However, before anyone else could take action, Zhao Min appeared from another direction, holding his long bow high and raining arrows. However, it was not an offensive power. The rain of arrows turned into vines, binding everyone's feet.
This is not a hidden weapon, but a magical power.
"What the hell!"
Wu Ziyun was frightened and furious, and directly used the tyrannical immortal energy to break the vine into pieces.
But others couldn't. Before they could break free, the crossbow in Mo Yu's hand was already bursting with arrows. In just an instant, the three people from the Zixia Immortal Sect were pinned to the ground.
"Deal with Zhao Min first!"
Gu Zhan wielded his two axes and led four people from the Yanyang Immortal Sect to kill Zhao Min.
However, Zhao Min fought and retreated, and was not in a hurry to kill. Instead, he kept using arrows to use vine magical powers to delay the speed of the five people. Although the five Gu Zhan people were extremely angry, they were unable to get close to Zhao Min in a short period of time.
within.
This magical power is simply more disgusting than a hidden weapon.
This secret technique is a bow skill trap, and it is also the unique skill of the Mo family. Now it was given to Zhao Min by Mo Yu.
There is no damage, but it is a magical skill of the crossbow warrior.
"Hey, you boy, you are neither male nor female, how many arrows can you take from me?"
On the battlefield, only Wu Ziyun faced Mo Yu alone.
Moreover, at this time, Mo Yu was already thousands of feet away, aiming his crossbow at Wu Ziyun.
"hateful!"
Wu Ziyun knew that if he could not get close to Mo Yu, he would definitely lose.
Therefore, even without help, he could only choose to attack by force.
"Haha, if you don't obey me, I'll shoot you!"
Buzz!
Mo Yu's mouth curled up, and arrows shot out one after another from the powerful crossbow. He was not in a hurry. The arrows were not fired in succession, but each arrow was extremely fast.
After five arrows, everyone discovered that Wu Ziyun, who was covered in blood, had been nailed to the edge of the battle platform. From the beginning to the end, he could not get closer to Mo Yu's ten thousand feet.
Looking at this scene in front of them, many immortal kings shook their heads.
This Mo Yu's powerful crossbow is really overbearing and a bit bullying.
The Zixia Immortal Sect has been eliminated, and the five members of the Yanyang Immortal Sect have not yet met Zhao Min!
"Haha, among you, who wants to go down first? I was hit by my crossbow, and I was seriously injured!"
Mo Yu slowly walked forward, pointing a crossbow arrow at Gu Zhan and others.
"Damn it, Wu Ziyun is a waste!"
Gu Zhan was shocked and angry.
Zixia Xianmen was eliminated too quickly.
"Haha, don't talk about him. The same goes for you. If you don't want to leave, I will send you away one by one!"
The crossbow arrows shot out in response to the sound, and each arrow took away a golden immortal from the Yanyang Immortal Sect.
Never resisted.
In the end, only one Gu Zhan was left in the Yanyang Immortal Sect on the stage.
The warriors who were watching all took a breath. The two golden immortals of the Qinghong team were really too powerful. They suppressed the two major immortal sects with just two people. Even the nine of them had never encountered them.
Passed Mo Yu and Zhao Min.
This combat power is not on the same level at all.
"Lu Wuxian, do you really want to have a fight with me!?"
With a flash of figure, Mo Yu appeared in front of Fei Bai's team. He looked at General Lu Wuxian and pointed the crossbow at Gu Zhan.
"When I finish him off, I'll give you a chance!"
Mo Yu sneered and was about to pull the trigger.
"But I don't want to wait!"
However, Lu Wuxian's star-like pupils shrank, and his god-level sword intent exploded instantly. The Feiyun Fairy Sword at his waist was unsheathed, and like lightning, it shot straight towards the black jade!
God-level sword intent surged, taking the advantage first and controlling Mo Yu for a moment.
But just a moment is enough to decide a lot of things.
"This Mo Yu is careless."
On the Guantian Tower, Liu Zhaoer shook his head.
"He will lose." Wang Chen sneered.
"uncertain."
Liu Zhaoer shook his head.
On the battle platform, Mo Yu's pupils shrank, and she directly retracted the crossbow pointed at Gu Zhan and blocked it in front of her.
"Haha, you want to block me?!"
Click!
Lu Wuxian's sword light fell and directly shook Mo Yu's crossbow. Although the crossbow was of a powerful grade and blocked it, the huge force and sword intent caused Mo Yu to be knocked back.
Ahem!
There was blood oozing from the corners of his mouth.
"Mo Yu, don't underestimate Lu Wuxian!"
Zhao Min reminded from behind.
Lu Wuxian's tyranny and combat prowess are absolutely comparable to those of the top immortal kings. Even when facing the former Ling Tian, he is not far behind.
"Haha, very good, come again!"
Mo Yu sneered, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and disappeared in a flash.
"Shenfa?!"
However, Lu Wuxian shook his head, and the god-level sword intent that permeated the surroundings suddenly turned into clouds and mist, covering the entire battlefield.
The white clouds move around and wherever there are people, things will appear in an instant.
"The sword's will takes shape! This boy's swordsmanship is indeed so tyrannical!"
"Yes, given time, there will definitely be another Sword Immortal Liu Mubai!"
"Feibai Immortal Sect, a peerless genius finally appeared!"
Inside and outside the square, the spectators were all amazed.
Even the Marquis of the West County nodded his head in appreciation.
The strong men of Feibai Immortal Sect were all smiling. This was the day they had been waiting for.
"Haha, the crossbow path is a small path! I, the Sword Immortal, Lu Wuxian, never take it seriously."
"My goal is only Liu Mubai. Today, you are only worthy of witnessing the rise of me, Lu Wuxian!"
Lu Wuxian held his sword, the sword flashed, and he slashed down mercilessly.
Black jade has nothing to hide from, it can only shoot arrows.
Although his arrows were powerful, they were still enveloped by Lu Wuxian's sword light.
"Mo Yu, be careful!"
Zhao Min was shocked and stepped forward to use the secret technique.
Bang!
But at this time, Gu Zhan suddenly appeared behind Zhao Min. The battle ax fell and shocked Zhao Min away.
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the two people who were still dominating the battlefield just now seemed to be at the end of their strength.
Bang!
Lu Wuxian's sword light shrouded the black jade, and his short body was swallowed up. When the smoke and dust cleared, he was already covered in wounds.
He fell to the ground.
"Moyu!"
Feng Qixi was shocked, but he couldn't play, "Admit defeat!"
"I, a disciple of the Mo family, never admit defeat!"
"Lu Wuxian, take another arrow from me!"
Mo Yu fell to the ground, his god-level crossbow power erupted, and the arrow turned into a dark ghost falcon, killing Lu Wuxian.
"Feiyun Sword Technique, Yu!"
Lu Wuxian frowned, he didn't expect Mo Yu to be able to unleash such combat power with such penetration.
His immortal sword is in front of him, and the immortal light is swirling around him, forming a cloud shield.
when!
There was an explosion, and the arrows and cloud shields shattered.
Everyone looked at the battle platform, slightly shocked.
Because at this moment, an arrow was stuck on Lu Wuxian's shoulder, and his figure was pushed back thousands of feet.
Lu Wuxian was actually injured?
They looked at Mo Yu again. If it hadn't been for his carelessness and Lu Wuxian took the lead, the outcome would have been really uncertain!
"hateful!"
Lu Wuxian pulled out the crossbow bolt from his shoulder and raised his sword to fly to Mo Yu's head.
"Remember, I, Lu Wuxian, am the number one Golden Immortal in West County!"
"Remember this sword, it will defeat you!"
Lu Wuxian raised his long sword high. On the battlefield, boundless clouds and mist surged, and the god-level sword intent was concentrated to cut it down.
When everyone saw this, they all sighed and shook their heads.
There was still no way, Lu Wuxian's fighting power was still there, Mo Yu still lost.
As a result, Team Qinghong will still be eliminated.
"Oh, it's boring, isn't Qinghong the opponent of Feibai Immortal Sect!"
Wang Zi sighed, looking bored.
"No, there is still one person in the Qinghong team who has not taken action."
Liu Zhaoer shook his head,
"who?"
People come and go.
"That one has a bad waist."
When everyone heard this, their hearts were shocked, and they immediately looked at the battle platform below, only to find that the big chair at the edge of the square was empty at some point!
Just when the sword in Lu Wuxian's hand was about to be slashed, the wind suddenly rose!
The wind rises and the flying clouds fall.
When the flowing clouds on the battlefield disappeared in an instant, everyone realized that at some point, a figure had stood behind Mo Yu.
He stood with his hands behind his hands, dressed in green clothes, with silver hair dancing, looking up at the sword in the sky, his expression indifferent.
"Um!?
Lu Wuxian was shocked and confused, and then he realized that the god-level sword intent that had spread out from him had actually been emptied out!
And, there is no warning!
The only one who can do this is...
Intermediate god-level sword intent!
"snort!"
The figure in green snorted coldly, and the sword that was about to be cut off above his head shattered with a sound.
The sword intention shattered into pieces and dispersed into flowing clouds.
Lu Wuxian took more than a hundred steps back before standing still.
"Who are you?!"
Lu Wuxian looked at that figure.
"Sword cultivator, Ling Tian!"
Ling Tian spoke.
"Sword cultivator? In that case, draw your sword!"
Lu Wuxian's face was gloomy. He felt an unprecedented threat from Ling Tian.
"Haha, it's not that bad."
But Ling Tian shook his head, stretched out his big hand from his sleeve, and put two fingers together.
"What's the meaning?"
Lu Wuxian frowned.
"Use your finger to point to the sword and block one of my moves. You win."
"Arrogant!" Lu Wuxian roared angrily, pouring all his will and immortal energy into the sword's edge, and struck Ling Tian with the strongest sword!
This sword is infinitely close to the Immortal King's strike.
The entire battlefield was trembling crazily.
Lu Wuxian's talent is not empty.
"The sword is still good, but Naihe, he bumped into me!"
Ling Tian's voice was faint, but suddenly, everyone seemed to hear a sword roar, and even saw a hundred thousand sword shadows bathing in fire, walking across the battlefield.
Countless sword shadows condensed into a terrifying sword light and slashed down. Wherever it passed, Lu Wuxian's Feiyun sword shattered inch by inch.
The pressure shook, causing the four people from the Feibai Immortal Sect to burst out with blood.
When Ling Tian pointed two fingers at Lu Wuxian's head, the whole place fell silent.
You can hear the needle drop.
Is it really a move!?
Moreover, it still refers to the sword.
He suppressed this newly emerging swordsman prodigy.