Wu Hu's ax hand trembled slightly. While blocking the attack, his feet moved back involuntarily.
Just when he thought Ye Shaohao was exhausted and was about to counterattack, suddenly, the sword flashed, then flashed, and then struck at his face with great fierceness.
"Nine strikes of the phantom!" Wu Hu screamed in surprise, discovering Ye Shaohao's attack status.
Phantom seven strikes, eight strikes, nine strikes!
Each time was filled with boundless spiritual power, cutting through the spiritual energy in the air, and the three turbulent air currents stabbed directly into Wu Hu's chest, and they were in front of him in an instant with lightning and flint!
Boom boom boom, boom boom boom!!
The last three of the Phantom's nine strikes were unleashed, as fast as lightning, like raindrops, and each strike hit Wu Hu's broad ax firmly.
Moreover, this last blow was the result of Ye Shaohao burning the recovery talisman and his own spiritual power. It was so fast that it even made people feel that one point turned into two points, and three hits turned into six!
Wu Hu couldn't resist this desperate technique at all, and kept retreating. In the end, even with his strength, he could barely resist it, his hands became weak, the ax hung down, and he staggered even more.
One retreated and the other pursued, creating a one-sided scene.
People on the sidelines were astonished, and some people couldn't help but exclaim: "It's too fierce, it's really too fierce! How can this Ye Shaohao perform the full set of nine phantom attacks? It's not that the last three moves require advanced Yuan condensation.
Can it be used only after cultivation level? Is this Ye Shaohao already at level seven or above of Ning Yuan cultivation level?"
"If you say you have no knowledge, you have no knowledge. If you don't understand the seventh level of Yuan Condensation, don't talk nonsense. Did you see the spell he just cast? It's the Return to Yuan Talisman, a second-level spell that contains countless spiritual energy. It's quite
It’s a spiritual weapon around level four.”
"Ah? Then he burned more than a dozen level four spiritual weapons in an instant? No wonder he can explode with such power!"
"I have long heard that this Ye Shaohao is a life-threatening person. Now it seems that he is really fierce. Wu Hu can only parry after beating him. It is really surprising!"
"I wonder if we can block the nine attacks of the Phantom against Ye Shaohao?"
"Huh, it's nothing. He just relies on the many talismans. But talismans are always external things. If a martial artist wants to live forever, he must cultivate himself to a high enough level. Moreover, the talismans will eventually be used up. He is the first
After using so many spells on the field, what else can he do in the subsequent competition?"
Everyone nodded and agreed with this person's words. Suddenly, something changed in the field. Someone outside the field screamed: "Ah, look... Wu Hu is dead!"
Wu Hu was so angry at Ye Shaohao's head-to-head fight that he was frightened and angry. He didn't know how long he had been carrying it. He just thought that the hand holding the ax was trembling, his body was weak, and he was unable to survive. Just when he was about to fight to the end
When he fought back with all his strength, suddenly, the whole world became calm again.
The sword light is gone, and the sword energy is gone too.
The surrounding spiritual energy also calmed down, and the air flow was no longer surging or chaotic.
The fierce momentum in front of him disappeared even further.
Stopped?
Wu Hu was very surprised. Why did Ye Shaohao stop suddenly? Could it be that he had exhausted all his strength and could no longer perform?
"Ha, this kid deserves it. How can you use the Phantom Sword so easily?" Wu Hu was overjoyed. He tightened the ax in his hand and was about to fight back.
As for Ye Shaohao, the sword in his hand was standing vertically, and he was standing half a foot away from Wu Hu, with a smile on his face.
"Senior Brother Wu, I admit it." Ye Shaohao smiled and held his hand.
"What?" Wu Hu was confused, thinking he couldn't hear clearly. Chengyi? What does it mean?
Ye Shaohao smiled again and said: "I knew that Senior Brother Wu would take good care of us juniors. He even gave me the opportunity to enter the inner gate. This kind of high-spirited and honorable manner really touched me, Junior Brother. Here, I solemnly express my gratitude to Senior Brother.
,Thank you very much.”
Wu Hu was still a little confused and shouted: "Ye Shaohao, what are you talking about! Don't think that you are sure of winning if you can use the nine strikes of the phantom. You are just relying on the power of the talisman. Now that the aura of the talisman has passed, you still have
What can we compare with?"
Ye Shaohao was very surprised and stared with innocent eyes: "Are we still going to compete? Didn't you jump out of bounds and abstain voluntarily?"
"What? Abstain? Out of bounds?" Wu Hu lowered his head suddenly. Suddenly, a rush of blood rushed to his forehead, and his whole face turned red. After that, his whole body became cold and he froze.
Astonishingly, he stood firmly outside the ring with his legs!
"What's going on..." Wu Hu's mind went blank, and it took him a while to react.
He actually resisted Ye Shaohao's blow and walked out of the field unknowingly!
"This..." Wu Hu hurried to the venue and shouted, his face turned red, "This doesn't count, it doesn't count!"
Ye Shaohao frowned: "Not counting? Senior Brother Wu, don't let me look down on you. Just now I thought you were kind enough to give me the opportunity to enter the inner gate, but now that you are acting rogue, it really makes me unable to look down on you. Please do so."
Let me, my little brother, keep respect for you and don’t do such damaging things.”