The audience in the spectator seats was once again excited.
When the golden giant disappeared, everyone thought that Mo Xuanzhang would be defeated. Some female disciples even silently complained about Yan Ting in their hearts. After all, Mo Xuanzhang was more than a year older than Yan Ting, both in height and height.
In appearance and temperament, he is three points better than Yan Ting.
This is like comparing a down-and-out literati to a noble general's disciple. No matter how talented the former is, his packaging is always worse than that of the latter.
Yan Ting's face looked very ugly at the moment. If Gu Feiyan holding the "Tai Ling" could already compete with him in one-handed condition, then Mo Xuanzhang holding the "Xuan Ji" would be even more powerful. If he still dared to fight
To keep it is to bring shame on oneself.
This also strengthened what I thought in my heart. When he enters the inner courtyard, he must get a weapon from his master. It doesn't matter what it is, but it must be big. When used, whether it is momentum or power, he must overwhelm both opponents.
The size is good.
"Take the move!" Mo Xuanzhang shouted in a deep voice, and raised the "Xuanji" with the brilliant thunder light in his hand high, and then suddenly slashed it down.
In an instant, a thunder and lightning sword beam of tens of feet fell vertically from the sky. The approaching power made Yan Ting frown. He immediately clasped his hands together and spread them toward the sky, condensing a blood-colored energy shield and holding on to it.
The thunder and lightning sword light descended from the sky.
Yan Ting flew backwards seven to eight feet, his hands trembling, and the moment the sword light cut down the vitality shield, it was as if he was holding a thin shield and was hit by a sledgehammer weighing hundreds of kilograms, and his two arms were numb from the shock.
Mo Xuanzhang's eyes were cold as he rushed straight towards Yan Ting and slashed out with his sword...
"That sword must be the Xuanji sword. No wonder you said he had to use all his strength." The third elder smiled lightly, but the laughter was full of dissatisfaction.
The great elder did not go to see the third elder Xiao Chengfan, but said calmly: "I gave him the Xuanji sword so that he could match the Xuanji sword one day earlier. Since the death of the great elder Guya three hundred years ago, the academy has
After that, no one could let Xuan Ji Sword recognize him as its master for three hundred years, until Xuan Zhang was eight years old when Xuan Ji Sword recognized him as its master, so..."
"Okay, okay, by saying this, do you want to relieve your inner guilt? I didn't say what you did was wrong. It's Xuanzhang's choice whether to use the Xuanji Sword or not. Besides, Yan Ting will not necessarily lose.
." The third elder directly interrupted the first elder. Although he said he didn't care, he still felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.
As the divine weapon of the first generation elder of Zhulu Academy, the Xuanji Sword has been passed down for thousands of years. When the elder Guya passed away three hundred years ago, no one could make the Xuanji Sword its master. Mo Xuanzhang was able to do it.
This shows that he has a high talent in swordsmanship. As the third elder of the academy, he is very happy to see it. But using Xuanji Sword to deal with Yan Ting is a bit unkind. The latter used his fists from beginning to end.
There is not much difference in strength between the two of them. Although Mo Xuanzhang and Xuanji Sword cannot be completely masterful, they can definitely beat Yan Ting by a few steps.
The Xuanji Sword is one of the most famous divine weapons of Zhulu Academy, and its power cannot be compared to the weapons at the Yuanluo Yuandao level.
The Great Elder didn't say anything more, he already knew in his heart that Yan Ting may not necessarily lose, but the probability of losing is very high.
Mo Xuanzhang held the Xuanji Sword and stabbed five swords in the air lightly. The places where the five swords landed turned into five thunder balls suspended in the air. The last sword stabbed in the middle, and a huge thunder formation was immediately constructed. He turned around
The Xuanji sword was thrust out with the hilt, and the thunder array struck Yan Ting.
Yan Ting's face was gloomy, his fists, blood, energy and vitality were mixed. Looking at the thunder formation that was rushing towards him like a tiger, his pupils condensed and his fists violently hit the thunder formation.
boom!!!
The fists and the thunder array collided, but neither of them was defeated first. They were just in a stalemate. Yan Ting gritted his teeth and punched out with another fist, resisting the indomitable thunder array with both fists. Thunder and lightning spread, Yan Ting
Both arms were eroded by the power of thunder. This thunder was far from comparable to the power of thunder he endured when he practiced Lei Gang Shaoqi. The Xuanji Sword was originally a thunder. Mo Xuanzhang was the best at thunder and lightning, although he could only
It exerted less than 10% of its power, but it was enough for Yan Ting to drink a pot.
"Uh uh uh..." The painful moans made Yan Ting's face become more ferocious. His whole face was distorted, his eyes suddenly opened wide, and a wisp of black energy surged into the center of his fist. He suddenly shouted, fist
A jet-black aurora shot out of his heart, slowly pushing back the thunder formation.
"Finally we took action." Mo Xuanzhang half-squinted his eyes, stabbed with the Xuanji sword, and a thunder snake penetrated the void and rushed into the thunder array.
The thunder snake rushed into the thunder array. Under the impact of the killing curse, the thunder array exploded instantly. Countless thunder snakes flew out wildly. Yan Ting defeated the flying thunder and lightning with a punch. Suddenly, a sword volleyed down in the air, carrying thunder all over the sky.
Gang, several feet in radius seemed to be within the coverage of this sword. Before the sword arrived,
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Thunder has arrived.
Yan Ting didn't have enough time to resist, so he could only quickly take a few steps back to avoid this extremely violent thunder sword.
The Xuanji Sword struck the Fengyun Tower, and a powerful wave of thunder and lightning blew Yan Ting away. Where the sword struck, several cracks of more than a foot appeared.
Even in the Yuanluo realm, it was extremely difficult to create cracks in Fengyuntai. Today, under Mo Xuanzhang's sword, several cracks burst out.
Yan Ting was shaken more than ten feet by the air wave of the sword and fell to the ground in a panic. His face was very ugly. His shirt was cut dozens of times by lightning. The difference between wearing it and not wearing it was just that those strips of cloth could
Cover more meat.
"Isn't this... too cruel?" The seventh elder hesitated for a moment, then said it.
The sword shattered the Fengyun Tower, and Mo Xuanzhang clearly showed no mercy at all. In his eyes, Yan Ting was an sworn enemy, and he would do his best to kill him.
"The selection itself is a kind of survival of the fittest, but it is also a kind of competition. I believe this kid will not be so reckless. He is confident in his sword and seems to be very confident in Yan Ting." The fourth elder said.
Third Elder: "..."
In the distance, a group of inner court disciples were stunned.
"He...he chopped Fengyuntai...in pieces..." Chi Han said in a trembling voice.
It is impossible for him not to know how hard Fengyuntai is. Even with his peak Tianyuan strength, he would not be able to create a single crack with all his strength. Mo Xuanzhang's sword, unexpectedly...
"This Mo Xuanzhang is really scary!" Lin Jue took a breath of cold air.
Despite Xiang Xinyue's determination, she couldn't help but frown at this moment. She knew clearly that in the thousands of years of history of the academy, there have been numerous geniuses, but there has never been one person who can break the Fengyun Tower in the Tianyuan realm.
Yan Ting grabbed the rags on his body with his right hand, pulled hard, and tore off all his shirt. He was as naked as Mo Xuanzhang. The long and faint scar also appeared in everyone's sight. He fisted
Clenching tightly, the muscles in the arms gradually tightened.
Qin Fei Ling was struck by lightning and her whole body trembled violently. Yan Mengran said about the scar on Yan Ting's back...
"Why don't you take action with all your strength!" Mo Xuanzhang roared and glared angrily.
Yan Ting said nothing, he closed his eyes, and the two black masses were like two fully bloomed black lotuses, swallowing his palms.
The next moment, like a hungry wolf suddenly opening its eyes in the dark night, Yan Ting took a step forward, a burst of flying dust erupted from the soles of his feet, and his body rushed towards Mo Xuanzhang like an arrow from a string.
Mo Xuanzhang was as calm as ever. He slashed horizontally with the Xuanji Sword, and a purple light of lightning split the void. He followed closely after the thunder and jumped to stab the Xuanji Sword.
Yan Ting destroyed the thunder with one palm, and the Xuanji Sword slashed down from the sky. Yan Ting would not really do that feat of catching the white blade with his bare hands, not to mention that this was the Xuanji Sword, and the person using the sword was Mo Xuanzhang.
The sword light left the sword body and spread several feet outward. Yan Ting turned sideways, and the sword light fell on the ground, instantly turning into countless thunder snakes flying past.
Mo Xuanzhang took a step back, and the Xuanji sword spun in Mo Xuanzhang's hand. He clicked it randomly three times in the air, and there were three purple thunder sword lights. The momentum was like a rainbow. Yan Ting defeated the two swords with two punches.
The last blast of light hit Yan Ting's chest, immediately destroying his layer of Earth Mysterious Armor. He stepped back more than ten steps, and the Earth Mysterious Armor suddenly cracked, causing Yan Ting's eyes to freeze hard and his expression to be ferocious.
Many disciples were separated by tens of feet and couldn't see clearly, but some people still saw clearly that the protective earth armor on Yan Ting's body was shattered by Mo Xuanzhang's sword.
Mo Xuanzhang didn't hesitate at all. Even though Yan Ting's Earth Mysterious Armor was shattered, he still didn't take it lightly. He held up the sword with his left hand and faced Yan Ting. The Xuanji Sword in his hand thrust out with great speed, and the sword light was strong.
Yan Ting stared blankly at the stabbing sword. The approaching pressure had clearly exceeded the level of the Tianyuan realm. The Xuanji sword stabbed into Yan Ting's palm suddenly, and the demonic energy layer in Yan Ting's palm was
Wrap the sword's tip in layers, preventing it from penetrating another inch.
"Mo Xuanzang, let's fight!" Yan Ting chuckled.
Mo Xuanzhang raised his eyes slightly, and with more strength than before, the tip of the sword touched Yan Ting's palm, piercing the skin, and a line of blood flowed from Yan Ting's palm.
Yan Ting slapped the sword hard with his other hand. Mo Xuanzhang's right hand holding the sword trembled violently. His whole body was unstable, and some of his strength was relieved. The next moment, Yan Ting moved extremely quickly.
He kicked Mo Xuanzhang in the lower abdomen, causing the latter to slide several feet away on the ground.
"Are you going to fight back?" Qin Feiling said with a smile.
"Awesome, Senior Brother Yan, I asked you why you were kept pressed and beaten. It turns out that Senior Brother Yan did not attack with all his strength." Buyunya screamed strangely, and then Qin Feiling gave him a chestnut on the back of his head.
"Don't make any noise, public
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The occasion should be more elegant." Qin Feiling glared.
Buyunya touched the back of his head and whispered in his heart.
Is bullying someone polite?
"Yan Ting kicked Mo Xuanzhang out!"
"How come his strength suddenly..."
"It won't happen suddenly. It just means that he didn't try his best before. It seems that this battle will be fought."
This kick failed to cause any harm to Mo Xuanzhang. He smiled and looked at Yan Ting.
Yan Ting's body was full of demonic energy, which was no longer limited to his palms. His whole figure looked like a demon that had just crawled out of hell. He walked slowly towards Mo Xuanzhang.
Mo Xuanzhang felt an overwhelming coercion that would almost suffocate an ordinary Tianyuan realm, covering him like an overwhelming force, and the hand holding his sword trembled unconsciously.
Without any warning, the two people suddenly rushed face to face, and the Xuanji sword slashed down extremely sharply. Yan Ting did not dodge this time, but directly resisted with his arms. The arm wrapped with layers of demonic energy had unprecedented defensive power.
It was so powerful that the Xuanji sword struck the arm and only slightly penetrated the skin.
The man in black robe once told Yan Ting that demonic energy can not only be used to attack, it is not only the basis of the Seven Killing Curses of the Demonic Way, but can also be used for defense, but the premise is that enough demonic energy must be condensed.
His previous cultivation was not enough, and his practice of breaking the Killing Curse was not deep enough, so the accumulated demonic energy was only enough for him to use the Killing Curse a few times at most. It was simply unrealistic to use demonic energy to form protective armor.
But now it can be said that the killing curse has been broken. Although it cannot be used as desired, it can still be used a dozen or twenty times. Then there will naturally be more demonic energy. It is perfect to use it as a weapon at this moment.
When the sword was struck, even Mo Xuanzhang was shocked. He didn't expect that Yan Ting would dare to use his arms to directly lift it. He was really afraid that this sword would directly knock off Yan Ting's hand.
, but he seems to have underestimated the black energy, which can not only attack, but also be used for defense.
In this case, you can really have a hearty battle.
He held the Xuanji Sword with both hands and cut it vertically. Blood oozed from Yan Ting's arm, but it had no effect. He blasted out with his left fist, and the majestic power was like a torrent of river water. Mo Xuanzhang turned around and struck the sword across his body.
forward.
Bang!
There was a very clear sound of metal collision, and Mo Xuanzhang slid out more than ten steps, his hands trembling a little now.
Yan Ting grinned, his body soared several feet into the sky, and he punched down.
Mo Xuanzhang held the Xuanji sword upside down and swung it in the air in a circle, drawing an arc of lightning. Then the sword tip pierced the arc, as if it had pierced the energy body. Countless energy gathered on the sword body and finally flowed into the sword tip.
Meet the jet-black fist that can shatter a hundred thousand kilograms of boulders.
The center of the fist met the tip of the sword, and a layer of black and purple energy sky between the two quickly expanded, bombarding the vitality barrier, causing the vitality barrier to vibrate slightly.
This scene deeply shocked everyone present, including the seven elders, especially the second elder. The vitality barrier he had put up with his own hands could only be shaken by at least the Yuanluo realm, but it was only limited to shaking. Two Tianyuan realms
One collision caused the energy barrier to shake.
The faces of the two became more and more ferocious. After a few breaths of stalemate, they withdrew their attacks at the same time as if in tacit agreement, and then collided head-on. The power of the Xuanji sword was vast, and the demonic energy was terrifying and unpredictable. Every time they collided, a wave of energy was generated.
The powerful energy aftermath, with a wide range, shook the vitality barrier again and again.
The fight on the Fengyun Tower was in complete darkness, and the people watching from the Fengyun Stage were filled with excitement. Invisibly, Yan Ting and Mo Xuanzang had become the leading figures in the outer courtyard. They all knew that Mo Xuanzang was very powerful, and they also knew that Yan Ting had also been brilliant in the past.
It happened, but no one expected that this battle would be so long-lasting and so majestic.
"These two people are fucking monsters. If I had gone up there, I would have died a long time ago." Gu Xiao's face looked ugly. He looked at Chi Lian and found that Chi Lian's face looked even more ugly.
Fortunately, they thought that Mo Xuanzhang could compete with them together as long as he didn't use a sword. Now it seems that they are too young. Although Xuanzhang told them with his strength, they have no chance of winning without weapons, but now
They used weapons to let them know how big the gap was between themselves and Mo Xuanzhang.
As for Yan Ting, his cultivation level was lower than theirs, he was hospitalized later than them, but he was beaten harder than them, more desperate than them, and most importantly, more powerful than them.