Shui Yuexi was stunned. At this time, she actually made a mistake. What Zi Qianying was good at was never strength, but speed and movement.
She used her weak strength to break through her own restraints, and was blasted by vitality. She fought hard to get injured just to get close to her as a phantom, and then delivered the sword unexpectedly.
She had already fought against Zi Qianying and knew her strength, but she never expected that she would have this trick.
With a sword on his shoulder, Shui Yuexi was not defeated in a strict sense, but everyone could see clearly that with Zi Qianying's speed, there was a chance to cut Shui Yuexi before she could react.
Throat, Zi Qianying has already shown mercy with this sword.
If Shui Yuexi doesn't admit it, she is not defeated, but who is she? The strongest disciple of Kuishui Sect in the Donghua Empire, and the fiancée of Prince Chu Tianxuan. Looking at the entire empire, she can be regarded as a prominent figure, but her skills are not as good as hers.
People are just inferior in skills, what's not to admit?
Shui Yuexi put away her sword, let out a long sigh, and said quietly: "I lost."
Zi Qianying put down her purple sword and smiled slightly. Even though she was better than Shui Yuexi by a small level, Shui Yuexi relied on Poseidon Qi and Kuishui Sect Yuan Skill to close the gap between them, and even reversed this gap.
Pulling her over, it is already very difficult for her to win.
If Shui Yuexi was in the same realm as her, she might really not be Shui Yuexi's opponent.
She really wanted to give up on the title of Feng Xuan Sanshi Crane Tail.
"Zi Qianying wins, Shui Yuexi is eliminated." Chu Ying announced loudly.
Zi Qianying flew back to her seat, and Yan Ting threw a pill to her and said calmly: "This pill will help your injury, take it."
The corners of Zi Qianying's lips curled up: "It's really strange that you would take the initiative to give me pills."
"Haha, it's just a pill. It's worthless. There's nothing strange about it." Yan Ting chuckled, then closed his eyes and continued to regulate his breathing.
Zi Qianying also knew that Yan Ting was seriously injured, so she stopped disturbing his recovery. Looking at the elixir in her hand, she did not choose to eat it, but put it away. It didn't matter whether she took this elixir or not.
After four rounds, there was no way she could survive the next round no matter what.
In the spectator seats, Zi Tiannan and the people of the Zi family were all happy. Zi Tiannan kept rubbing his palms with a satisfied smile on his face: "Qianying has passed this round, and he is at least the fourteenth.
Ah, the fourteenth place in the Empire’s Dao Showdown, it’s embarrassing to tell anyone about it.”
"You know you were so concerned about your face that your daughter was injured and you didn't see it?" Madam Zi twisted Zi Tiannan's ears and said angrily.
"Madam... don't, don't, don't. I saw that Qianying behaved very well. I was just happy for a moment and overshadowed Qianying's injury. I was wrong." Zi Tiannan begged for mercy, which made the people on the side
The Zi family couldn't help but laugh when they saw it.
"Dongfang, Long Ze, pick your opponent." Chu Ying looked at Dongfang's seat. In this third battle, it was Long Ze's turn.
Long Ze opened his eyes. He had no interest in the previous two battles at all, because in his eyes, neither Yan Ting nor Zi Qianying was qualified to be his opponent. Even if Yan Ting had blasted him away, that was
He succeeded in a sneak attack when he was unprepared.
If they were to fight head-on, he would definitely crush Yan Ting to death.
Long Ze soared into the sky and rushed up to the forum. He did not look at the name on the scroll because he already had a candidate in his heart.
"Mo Ze, come out."
Mo Ze's face darkened. To be honest, he would rather fight Feng Hanyao than meet Long Ze. This guy's methods can be described as ruthless. He always defeats his opponent with just one move, and it is extremely violent. Feng Hanyao is more powerful than the others.
Come on, at least there is a little more forgiveness.
"Bu Yunya, Shui Yuexi, and Mo Ze, it seems that they want to eliminate all these people with weaker cultivation first. In this first round, they should not be able to encounter a strong showdown."
"Isn't this normal? This was also the case in imperial discussions in the past. The weak ones were eliminated first, and the winner was decided at the end."
"However, Mo Ze's strength should not be at the bottom among these people. There are several fourth-level Yuan Luo. Why did Long Ze choose him instead of others?"
"Nonsense, they are all fourth-level Yuan Luo. What difference does it make to Long Ze? Isn't it all a matter of a few moves? It's not like you don't know how fierce Long Ze's attacks are."
Mo Ze flew up to the Taoist forum with an anxious look on his face. He took out his heavy halberd, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Please enlighten me."
"Start the war!" Chu Ying shouted loudly.
Long Ze showed a sarcastic sneer, then stretched out his right hand and hooked both hands. This extremely contemptuous gesture made Mo Ze furious. He and Long Ze had no grudges in the past, so why did he come up?
To humiliate yourself like this?
"Take the move!" Mo Ze's vitality rose to its peak in an instant. His opponent was Long Ze. He didn't dare to be careless at all. The moment he made a move, the sky would shatter and the earth would shatter.
The 10,000-kilogram heavy halberd fell from the sky in an instant, carrying a majestic pressure. The trajectory and air waves of the heavy halberd directly pushed away all the air on both sides. A huge shadow of the heavy halberd ran through the void from the middle, heading towards
He hit Long Ze's head hard.
"Hmph!" Long Ze did not use weapons. Like all previous battles, it seemed that these weak opponents were not worthy of his use of weapons.
He gathered violent energy in his fist, lowered his body slightly, and then punched the shadow of the heavy halberd.
boom!
A terrifying wave of air flew out in all directions, and nearly 50% of the bones of Mo Ze's arms were broken by the huge earthquake force. A huge wave of air hit his chest, knocking his body several times away.
A hundred feet away, his badly injured arms were holding the heavy halberd tightly, but his eyes suddenly froze, as if he had seen a ghost in the daytime.
There was actually a small hole dented in the center of the head of the heavy halberd. The heavy halberd, which had not been damaged even after a long confrontation with Yan Ting's Duan Ya, was actually hit by Long Ze's fist and made a small dent.
"This..." Mo Ze's face twitched and his arms trembled, but before he could recover, Long Ze's figure had already appeared in front of him in an instant.
"Trash, get out of here."
In my ears, I heard Long Ze's extremely contemptuous and sarcastic voice, as well as his powerful fist that hit me head-on.
Mo Ze subconsciously pushed out the heavy halberd, and released all his energy, along with the soul of the giant ape, onto the heavy halberd.
boom!
I thought I could barely withstand Long Ze's heavy punch in this way, but Mo Ze seemed to think too simply. Long Ze's punch hit the heavy halberd, and it was like the sea was turned upside down, and the world was turned upside down. Mo Ze could only
Feeling that his body was turbulent and his internal organs were surging, his arms were broken on the spot by the huge earthquake force. The extremely hard heavy halberd was smashed into a crescent shape by Long Ze, and then flew out.
Mo Ze was also blown hundreds of feet away by the force of the earthquake, and fell directly onto the forum.
From the beginning to the end, Long Ze only used two punches. The first punch dented the heavy halberd and knocked Mo Ze into the air; the second punch bent the heavy halberd and directly knocked Mo Ze out of the forum.
Mo Ze's power was fierce and domineering. Everyone saw the battle with Yan Ting. No one doubted that even if Mo Ze faced the strongest people, he might be qualified to use his domineering power to survive a few moves.
But when he really faced Long Ze, he was defeated directly after just two moves.
Long Ze's strength is unfathomable.
"Mo Ze fell out of the discussion stage, Long Ze won, and Mo Ze was eliminated." Chu Ying frowned. Long Ze's domineering methods shocked him, but as a referee, he must take care of the current situation first.
ending.
Moreover, Longze did not violate the regulations.
"Ze'er!" Mo Ze's master shouted loudly. He flew out of the viewing area, came to Mo Ze's side and helped him up. After the first inspection, it was found that both of Mo Ze's arms had been broken. If he wanted to recover, it would be at least at least
It will take several months.
He glared at Long Ze, filled with overwhelming anger.
During the day, Fan Fei came down from the supervisor's seat and handed a pill to Mo Ze's master.
"Thank you so much, Sect Master Bai!" Mo Ze's master thanked him gratefully, took the elixir and fed it to Mo Ze.
"Sect Master Qiao, you don't have to be polite. We are both members of the Haoyue Empire, so we should help each other. Let's take Mo Ze down to rest first." Bai Tianfan nodded.
"Yeah." He called the sect disciples and carried Mo Ze down.
In the audience seat, Long Feiye looked at Long Ze's glorious achievements with an expressionless face. For Long Ze, this was just the beginning.
After Long Ze defeated Mo Ze, he snorted coldly, clapped his hands and flew back to his seat.
"Hey, let's pretend for this kid, Xuanzang. After the imperial discussion is over, how about we go teach this kid a lesson?" Chu Tianyuan said indignantly.
Mo Xuanzhang looked confused: "Senior Brother Chu, are you...sure you want to teach him a lesson?"
Chu Tianyuan's old face turned red and he smiled awkwardly: "Of course you are the one to do it. To be honest, my brother may not be his opponent. If I want to win against him, I have to wait for a few years!"
Everyone around burst out laughing, but what Chu Tianyuan said was right. None of the inner court disciples here were over twenty years old, but they were already in the Yuan Luo realm. After ten years of training in the inner court, they would surpass the dragon.
Ze, it's not that there is no chance, it just depends on whether they are willing to practice hard.
"Dongfang, Feng Hanyao, choose your opponent!"
After Long Ze, there is Feng Hanyao.
Now everyone feels that the first seat in this imperial discussion will definitely be between Long Ze and Feng Hanyao. Ye Sixuan also has a chance, but compared to these two people, she always seems to be a little behind.
In the first round of elimination matches and group matches, Long Ze and Feng Hanyao defeated their opponents with one move. Although Ye Sixuan won easily, he was not as domineering as the two.
Just now, Long Ze used two more punches to defeat Mo Ze, so how will Feng Hanyao act now?
"Ling Nie, come out!"
Feng Hanyao flew towards the forum, leaving a long echo in the air.
Feng Hanyao wants to challenge Ling Nie!
Ling Nie sighed and smiled bitterly, he had come to the end of this imperial debate.
Then, he transformed into a sword energy and rushed to the forum in an instant.
"Start the war!"
"Even if I lose, I still want to show the world the swordsmanship of my Piaoxue Sect." The figure of his master flashed through Ling Nie's mind. The middle-aged man was unable to participate in the last Imperial Forum due to his age.
, so I put all my hopes on him. He will lose this battle, but he must not lose in a useless way.
"Ling Nie!" Linghu Ya frowned. Feng Hanyao was already one of the strongest among these people. Can Ling Nie really fight with him?
Ling Nie's figure did not move, but his clothes were shaking violently. On the forum, the temperature suddenly dropped, and bits and pieces of white snow fell from the sky.
"Is it snowing?" The people in the spectator seats looked at the scene on the phantom stone tablet, and they all looked at each other in shock. How could it snow in this kind of weather?
A snow-white long sword appeared in Ling Nie's hand. He pointed the sword into the sky, causing the wind and snow to gather. The next moment, in the endless falling snow, there seemed to be countless sword energy, crisscrossing the void, covering the entire discussion.
The stage turned into a sword array.
Feng Hanyao felt the sword intention in it, and the corner of his mouth moved slightly. He took a step forward and stepped on the snow, but there was no trace of it.
"Not bad sword intent, but it's a pity that your cultivation is too weak and you can't exert your power to the extreme. However, I give you this opportunity so that you can leave an impression on everyone on this forum." Feng Han.
Yao didn't take action to interrupt Ling Nie's energy gathering. A trace of vitality began to surge in his body, and he seemed to be preparing for defense.
He was confident, but not arrogant, nor arrogant. Even if Ling Nie only had level 4 Yuan Luo, a full blow would be enough to seriously injure him without any defense.
"Try our Piaoxue Sect's Cold Wind Holy Snow Sword Formation!" Ling Nie's mouth was bleeding. With his cultivation level, he was very reluctant to release this sword formation. This sword should have been struck earlier, but Feng Han
Yao never made a move, so he tried his best to gather energy to make the sword array more powerful, or... let everyone see the strength of his Piaoxue Sect.
The sky and the earth are vast, except for the white snow falling and the sharp sword energy pouring out!
"drink!"
Ling Nie blasted down the sword array in an instant, and thousands of ice and snow sword energy covered the Dao Discussion Platform, all converging towards Feng Hanyao. Within ten feet of Feng Hanyao, it turned into a terrifying snow-white sword energy storm, covered with white snow.
The sword energy was fierce, locking Feng Hanyao tightly in it.
"The sword energy contained in this storm is so powerful. If this young man has a higher level of cultivation, he may be able to compete with Mo Jian." Cangxudao sighed softly. How many people are there in this imperial forum?
The talent in kendo is still quite high. Compared to the weak kendo twenty years ago, this session is much better.
The storm of Bai Xue's sword energy gradually dissipated. In the storm, the protective energy on Feng Hanyao's body was cracked, and dozens of cracks appeared densely. When he took a step, the protective energy on his body was shattered.
"Not bad power, but it's time to end." Feng Hanyao raised his eyes slightly and looked at Ling Nie.
"What... unscathed..." Ling Nie was stunned. His eyes opened, but they were colorless.
His Piaoxue Sect's strongest sword formation didn't even break Feng Hanyao's body-protecting energy, it just cracked it!
"This..." The audience was completely silent. Ling Nie's move was said to be able to strangle a fifth-level Yuan Luo on the spot. No one would doubt it, but Feng Hanyao was able to carry it off unscathed. This was too terrifying.
.
What a peerless resource this is!!!
call out!
Feng Hanyao's body was like a gust of wind, instantly passing through in front of Ling Nie. Before Ling Nie could recover from his loss, Feng Hanyao punched him in the lower abdomen. A powerful storm exploded in Ling Nie's lower abdomen.
Ling Nie spat out a mouthful of blood, flew thousands of feet, and fell to the forum!