Nine hundred and thirtieth chapters consecutive victories(1/2)
In order to kill the disciples of Tianmen Peak, Tianlong Peak actually found three magic stones. It is not easy!
Yu Zhibai was shocked because various strange scenes appeared in front of him.
He was defeated here last time. He was hit by Ji Yu's soul power and the soul sea almost burst.
Just when he was at his wits' end, the illusion in front of him disappeared bit by bit.
"Second Senior Brother, take action!"
Liu Wuxie's voice sounded like thunder in Yu Zhibai's ears.
Without hesitation, Yu Zhibai mobilized all his soul power, condensed it into a spear, and shot directly through the void.
"ah!"
A shrill scream sounded from the right side of the arena.
Ji Yu was seen covering his head, like a ghost crying, blood overflowing along his facial features.
He grabbed his head with both hands and tore off a large piece of hair on the top of his head, which was extremely painful.
The sudden scene caught everyone off guard.
The key is that no one knows what happened and why Ji Yu suddenly screamed.
"Soul power battle is indeed extremely dangerous."
Everyone knows that Ji Yu and Yu Zhibai both practice soul arts and rely on soul power to defeat their opponents.
It seems like a silent confrontation, but it is extremely dangerous.
The three Tianlong Peak elders standing in the crowd had horrified expressions on their faces. Their magic stones had actually failed.
"Someone ruined our illusion!"
The elder in the middle said in a low voice that only the three of them could hear clearly.
"Is it the crazy elder?"
The elder on the right looked around, looking for traces of the crazy elder.
After searching for a long time, the crazy elder was not at the martial arts arena at all. In other words, there were other masters secretly helping Yu Zhibai.
After successfully breaking the illusion, Ji Yu was defeated and was injured by Yu Zhibai's soul power.
The Soul Spear is extremely cruel. After being hit, the entire Soul Sea explodes continuously.
That kind of feeling can be said to be worse than death.
"It's strange. Very few people know about the Huan Stone. How could it be cracked by someone? And there is no trace of the crack. If it were other peak elders, we would definitely be able to find it."
The old man in the middle frowned, and they had never seen the method of cracking the magic stone before.
Ji Yu's body fell down bit by bit, his facial features were bleeding, his air intake was less and his air was out more, and he was not far from death.
This is originally a life and death battle, either you die or I die, there is no room for negotiation.
"Could it be Liu Wuxie!"
The elder on the left suddenly looked towards Liu Wuxie and found that he was looking at them with a smile, as if he were looking at a clown.
"Impossible. He is only a small fifth-level Zhenxuan. How could he discover the existence of the fantasy stone? Even if he discovers it, it is impossible to decipher it."
The old man in the middle shook his head, still thinking that there was a master secretly helping Tianmen Peak.
"Let's look at the other two games. We can't make any mistakes. Wu Sha has fallen into a passive situation. Let him stimulate his heart. We must win this one."
A hint of sinisterness flashed deep in the eyes of the elder on the right, asking Wu Sha to stimulate the blood in his heart and kill Jiang Le.
As for the battle between Lu Ming and Shen Rong, the three elders were not very worried. Lu Ming kept suppressing Shen Rong and fought.
Shen Rong felt a little aggrieved because he kept choosing Youdou, but he had no choice but to do what his junior brother asked him to do.
The power of the evil spirit becomes less and less the more it is used. If Shen Rong cannot be killed in time, Lu Ming will fall into a passive situation.
A trace of determination flashed in Wu Sha's eyes.
He took out a few silver needles and pierced his heart directly.
"What is he trying to do to stimulate the blood in his heart? Don't you want to live?"
There are only a few drops of human heart essence and blood. Once all are stimulated, it will explode with fighting power beyond ordinary people.
This is a move that kills one thousand enemies and damages eight hundred, even if you are defeated
Jiang Le himself will also regress in cultivation and even become a useless person.
"Crazy, they are all crazy!"
The other peaks called them crazy and would do anything to win.
The moment the silver needle penetrated, Wu Sha let out a painful scream.
It was like a beast roaring, shaking the entire space of the martial arts arena.
Jiang Le's eyes showed a trace of solemnity. He originally had the upper hand, but after Wu Sha inspired the blood of his heart, his fighting power increased dramatically.
"Senior Brother, attack his lower body and continue to consume his physical strength."
Liu Wuxie's body rang in Jiang Le's ears, causing Jiang Le to attack continuously, not giving Wu Sha any chance to breathe.
The fight between them is different from Shen Rong and Lu Ming.
After receiving instructions from Liu Wuxie, Jiang Le quickly made changes to his tactics.
The attack speed was about five times faster than before, and everyone's eyes could no longer keep up with his speed.
Afterimages appeared on the ring one after another, all attacking Wu Sha's lower body.
This result has disappointed many people. Jiang Le is seeking death by doing this.
"Jiang Le had a slight chance of winning just now, but now it seems that he will die in Wu Sha's hands soon."
The disciples who supported Wu Sha made bursts of mockery to see how Jiang Le would die.
The long sword in Wu Sha's hand kept prodding, trying to cut off Jiang Le's legs.
The strange thing is that every move and every move by Jiang Le seems to have restrained Wu Sha's swordsmanship.
When investigating the information about Wu Sha and the others, including the martial arts they practiced, they all mastered it. This set of kicks was mainly used to restrain Wu Sha.
In order to practice these kick moves, Jiang Le spent five days without sleep.
Liu Wuxie taught him more than just these few kicks. Because of limited time, he only practiced these few moves.
With just these few moves, Wu Sha's attack was restrained.
"It's weird, it's too weird. Wu Sha's moves have no effect. Jiang Le's kicks restrain him to death."
Many people saw the clue, which was too much of a coincidence.
"That's not the only thing that's scary. Most of the flaws in Wu Sha's swordsmanship are in his legs, which just gave Jiang Le an opportunity."
A disciple of Tianlong Peak's Lingxuan Realm frowned and said.
In terms of combat effectiveness, Wu Sha is still above Jiang Le.
The situation at the scene was not favorable to Wu Sha at all.
"Qiang!"
Jiang Le kicked Wu Sha's long sword away, and his left leg suddenly drew a strange arc, mysteriously appearing at the ankle of Wu Sha's right leg.
"Crack!"
Kicked down hard, Wu Sha let out a scream.
The ankle of his right leg was kicked to pieces and turned into countless broken bones. Wu Sha was in pain and wanted to die immediately.
Taking this opportunity, Jiang Le slipped out on the ground like a civet cat and attacked Wu Sha's left leg again.
Everything happened in the blink of an eye, so fast that people couldn't even keep up with the blink of an eye.
In the blink of an eye, Jiang Le's right foot kicked Wu Sha's left leg.
"Crack!"
The knees were all cracked and shattered by a kick.
To be continued...