There was silence in the spectator seats, and everyone's eyes were focused on Qu Qingyang, with expressions of disbelief and disbelief on their faces.
In the battle between Feng Hanyao and Chu Tianxuan, Feng Hanyao had the advantage in cultivation, and it took him a long time to defeat him. Although the two of them did not try their best at the beginning, judging from the course of the battle, both sides were
No water was released at all.
But in this battle, Lin Yun and Qu Qingyang were of equal cultivation, and they were both the strongest geniuses in their respective empires. It stands to reason that the fight should be dark, and the sun and the moon would be dark, and it would not be over until one party could no longer hold up and fell. But like this
The result was really surprising. Lin Yun was almost defeated miserably by Qu Qingyang.
Tian Tian Fan's face was even more ugly. He, the number one genius of the Haoyue Empire, had lost so completely!
"Okay, good job, Qingyang!" Qu Litian shouted happily.
Yan Ting also looked confused. After all, Lin Yun was also the strongest person in the Haoyue Empire. How could he be defeated so easily by Qu Qingyang? Could it be that the two of them had some shady deal in private, or maybe Qu Qing
What did Yang catch on Lin Yun?
Although many people had expected Lin Yun's defeat, what they didn't expect was that he would lose so quickly. There was less than two hundred breaths left before the whole battle started. It was really a bit awkward in this seven-out-of-four battle.
Out of place.
Is he too underestimated? Or is Qu Qingyang too strong?
Lin Yun's eyes were empty. Until now, he was still slumped on the ground outside the forum, not getting up for a long time, as if his soul was flying to the sky.
"Impossible, how could this happen? How could my power be lost to him..." Lin Yun murmured in silence, with a painful expression on his face.
Tian Tianfan sighed and said: "Lin Yun, if you lose, you lose. There is nothing to be ashamed of. You have proven yourself by being able to enter the top ten seats. Go down and rest."
"Master, I..."
"Go down." Bai Tianfan's voice was a little firmer.
Lin Yun clenched his fists and reluctantly left the forum.
"Hmph, this Lin Yun really deserves his reputation." Long Ze sneered disdainfully: "He was knocked off the Taoist forum after just a few punches. Should he be called careless or stupid?"
"His wind elemental power was perfectly restrained by Qu Qingyang, and his strength is slightly lacking. His defeat is only a matter of time. Wouldn't it be better to end it as soon as possible?" Feng Hanyao said indifferently.
"It is indeed better to end it as soon as possible. There is no point in watching this boring battle. Please don't let me down in this last battle." Long Ze snorted coldly. After saying that, he looked at Feng Hanyao and said coldly.
He smiled coldly: "Feng Hanyao, I have kept you until now. I have kept you until now just because I want to have a final battle with you. I hope your performance can satisfy me."
"Soon you will get your wish." Feng Hanyao remained indifferent as usual. Even when facing Long Ze, his heart never fluctuated at all, because in his opinion, no matter who the opponent was, no matter how strong the opponent was, he would not be able to win.
It won't pose a threat to him, and at most it will only take a little time and energy.
Gui Sha stood up from his seat and turned into a black afterimage and rushed up to the forum. Mo Jian also opened his eyes at this moment, transformed into a stream of light, and landed in front of Gui Sha.
In the final battle of seven out of fourteen, there are only two of them left. Whoever wins can enter the top seven seats, and the loser will stop at the top fourteen.
Cang Xudao narrowed his eyes slightly, this moment has finally arrived. Twenty years ago, he was defeated by the hands of withered blood. Twenty years later, the two disciples once again stood on the Tao discussion platform for a decisive battle.
"Hahahaha, we really bumped into each other, Cangxu Dao, watch carefully how your apprentice dies." Withered blood sneered sadly and spoke sarcastically to Cangxu Dao on the other side.
"Hmph, withered blood, it's too early to speak. A slap in the face will hurt. Can that old face of yours withstand a slap?" Cangxudao said coldly. He looked at the forum and shouted loudly: "
Desert Sword, kill if you can, no need to hold back."
Everyone was stunned. Cangxu Dao actually shouted in front of so many people that he wanted Mo Jian to kill Guixi with all his strength. It seemed that he had a lot of resentment towards Withered Blood.
Mo Jian nodded slightly. Although there was no verbal response, this action had proved his determination. Before the imperial discussion began, Withered Blood also said that he wanted the ghost to kill him. In this case, he did not need to watch.
Whose face changed.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Mo Jian, it seems that your master has great expectations for you, but you said that if I kill you, will your master be very heartbroken?" Gui Sha looked at Mo up and down.
Jian, shook his head and sneered.
"Kill me? Are you worthy?" Mo Jian raised the corner of his mouth. He did not move, and his dull eyes showed no expression. However, if he were on the forum, he could clearly feel that there was something wrong.
A majestic sword intent shrouded Gui Sha, and as soon as he moved, the sword intent would fall down mercilessly.
An ordinary person would have been overwhelmed by the power of this sword intent, but Gui Sha had a calm expression on his face, as if he didn't take this sword intent into consideration at all. He continued: "Not yet.
When the war starts, you can't wait to kill me. For a sword cultivator, this is not a good state of mind, and it may become one of the key reasons for your death."
He raised his hand gently, and a bloody evil aura spread out, destroying the sword intent that was pressing over him.
Mo Jian's face turned cold, and he stretched out his palm, holding the Xuanying Sword in his hand.
Chu Ying frowned slightly. How could he not notice that the two of them were fighting each other? If there was no external force involved in this battle, something might happen. He waved his hand and shouted: "Start the battle!"
call out!
When Chu Ying's word "war" fell, a pale sword light instantly descended on the forum. Everyone's pupils were covered by the pale light, and a slender white line extended a hundred feet from the position of Mo Jian, straight towards
Gui Sha, where the white line passed, the air on both sides was instantly pushed away like a surging wave. The surging air waves turned into hundreds of sword energy in an instant and were picked up by the white line, all of which flew towards Gui Sha.
go.
Countless people's scalps were numb, and their hearts were spasming for a moment. This white light was extremely fast, and it had crossed a hundred feet in less than a blink of an eye. Many eliminated Taoist commentators couldn't help but break out in cold sweat when they saw this white light.
It's impossible for them to dodge this move.
The corner of Gui Sha's mouth curled up, and when the white light appeared, he pushed it out with one palm, and a blood-colored barrier of evil energy spread out from the palm to block the front.
boom!
White light and hundreds of sword energy hit the blood barrier, and a heavy loud noise spread instantly, like thunder suddenly erupting in the sky, shaking everyone's heart.
The terrifying residual power spread hundreds of feet, and dense cracks appeared on the blood barrier, and then shattered.
After the first sword blast, Mo Jian's body had disappeared. Behind Gui Sha, the invisible sword energy swept across and slashed towards Gui Sha's neck. Gui Sha flicked his backhand and was struck by the evil energy.
The wrapped palm clasped the sword energy, and with a grasp of the five fingers, the sword energy collapsed.
Mo Jian flashed in front of Gui Sha like a ghost, holding the Xuan Ying Sword and piercing his forehead. The Xuan Ying Sword exploded with vast power, which was extremely terrifying. It was obviously a sword that had been prepared for a long time.
"Uh-huh -" Gui Sha roared suddenly, and a gloomy evil spirit rose up all over his body. These evil spirits were like devil's claws climbing up Gui Sha's head, blocking the vast power of the sword.
Mo Jian frowned slightly, and suddenly turned his body, stabbing out the mysterious shadow like a top. The tip of the sword of the mysterious shadow rotated at high speed on the evil aura, and in the end it turned into a spiral sword light, which penetrated into the evil aura bit by bit.
Forced by this vast sword power, Gui Sha kept sliding back with his soles scraping against the ground, and Mo Jian also followed his retreat and advanced like a broken bamboo. With this retreat, he retreated eighty feet. Gui Sha suddenly stepped on the ground,
He froze his figure, a flash of blood flashed in his eyes, and suddenly shot out two rays of blood. The Desert Sword drew his sword and flew up, slashed vertically and horizontally, and swung out a cross sword light, which exploded with the blood light in the void.
Collide.
boom!
The mist dispersed, and a white stream of light rushed out of the thick mist. The stream of light was as fast as lightning, shuttling back and forth in the space around Gui Sha. Every time it shuttled, it would bring a sword energy and cut through Gui Sha's body.
"Bloodstorm!"
Gui Sha's palms merged together, and then they were quickly pulled apart. Bloody evil energy overflowed from the palms, spinning rapidly around the body. In just one breath, a blood-red storm swirled around him, blocking all the sword energy brought by the stream of light from the storm.
outside.
At the same time, dozens of white lines suddenly appeared in the 100-foot defense space of Gui Sha.
"This is... a sword formation?" Yan Ting suddenly realized: "Mo Jian didn't intend to use this move to deal with Gui Sha. He actually used this move to confuse Gui Sha, and then took the opportunity to set up the sword formation. Gui Sha seemed to be attacking him.
Mo Jian blocked all the attacks, but he was already in his sword formation."
Zi Qianying nodded and agreed: "This Mo Jian is indeed very strong. His understanding of the way of swordsmanship is no weaker than that of ordinary Yuandao realm experts. Facing such an opponent would give anyone a headache."
."
The stream of light rose into the sky, and the light disappeared, revealing Mo Jian's body. His face was expressionless, his eyes were stern, and he looked at the ghost demon who was spinning a storm defense below. He suddenly smiled coldly, waved his right arm, and the Xuan Ying Sword crashed down heavily.
.
As the Xuanying Sword was swung down, the dozens of white lines floating in the air began to gather at this moment. These white lines were sharper and more powerful than the sword energy. The moment they touched the bloody storm, they penetrated directly.
Go in and bind the ghost tightly.
The storm gradually dissipated, and Gui Sha stood motionless. Dozens of floating white lines locked his body around his body. As long as he moved slightly or even touched, he would be injured by these white lines.
Cangxudao smiled slightly: "I was trapped by the Heaven-Destroying Sword Edge Formation, and if I moved my bones and broke my body, I'm afraid I would have to pay a price if the ghost wants to come out."
Gui Sha looked at the floating white lines around his body, touched it lightly with his palm, and felt as if a sharp sword blade was cutting through his fingers. With just one touch, the skin almost broke open, showing a deep red mark.
"It's interesting!" Gui Sha praised with a sinister smile.
"receive!"
Mo Jian's cold eyes were full of murderous intent, and as he spat out the word "shou", the white line continued to shrink and began to touch Gui Sha's clothes. The next moment, it penetrated the clothes without any hindrance.
Suddenly, Gui Sha, as if going crazy, stretched out his hand and grabbed these white lines. The edge of the white lines crossed his palm, directly showing two bright red blood marks.
"However, it is still a bit fanciful to use this method to trap me." A terrifying evil aura suddenly surged from Gui Sha's body, and spread over these white lines in an instant. The bloody aura shrouded down, directly turning the white lines into blood lines.
, then he retracted his five fingers, suddenly grasped the blood line tightly, and in front of millions of people, stretched out his arms and tore apart this sharp formation.
Cang Xudao's brows sank fiercely. Although the Heaven-Destroying Sword Formation was not very powerful, the line created by the power of the sword was extremely sharp. Not only did Gui Sha forcefully grab it, but he also tore it apart in an instant, this madman.
Gui Sha looked at the blood-stained palm, with no trace of pain on his face. He smiled coldly, reached his right hand to his lips, licked it lightly with the tip of his tongue, and then showed an expression of enjoyment.
"I don't remember how long it has been since I tasted my own blood. Thank you for letting me drink it today. To express my gratitude, I will drain all the blood from your body and then store it and taste it slowly." This chapter has been completed!