As Bai Long thought, seventy or eighty disciples from Huangxing Palace immediately rushed towards Bai Long.
If Bailong could cast spells, these seventy or eighty people would be no match for him.
Even if there are seven or eight hundred people coming, Bailong can still release the ecstasy spell and shuttle back and forth to defeat them one by one.
But in terms of physical combat alone, Bailong was no match for them.
The seventy or eighty people were flying with their magic skills, fast punches and flying feet, pressing forward step by step.
There were two great Luo Jinxian Perfection who attacked the disciples of Blue Star Palace. They were Chen Fudan's eldest disciple Fuhua and his son Chen Yucheng.
Bai Long resisted hard and took the opportunity to throw out dozens of Taiyi Golden Immortals.
It didn't take long for the disciples of Blue Star Palace to be cleared out of the arena by Fuhua and Chen Yucheng.
Huang Xing Palace enjoys 70% of the Chen family's cultivation opportunities every year. Needless to say, the disciples are strong.
Now, on the field, only Bai Long and Chen Fanghe were struggling to support themselves by releasing their defensive skills.
The remaining disciples of Huangxing Palace are basically Daluo Jinxian, and they become more and more courageous the more they fight.
Huang Xing Palace's eldest disciple Fu Hua turned around and charged towards Bai Long, leaving Chen Yucheng alone to beat Chen Fanghe again.
After another half-quarter of an hour, Bai Long took the opportunity to grab Chen Yu'an, swung him violently, and threw him out of the arena.
Chen Fudan closed his eyes helplessly.
The white dragon is indeed physically strong.
Chen Yuan is very famous these days, all because he killed the Three Wind Immortals and wiped out the Three Winds in Caiyun City.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he approached Bailong, he was thrown out of the field by Bailong's move.
Chen Fudan said loudly: "White Dragon has a strong body. Don't get close to him. He doesn't know magic and attacks from a distance!"
"Got the order!"
The disciples of Huangxing Palace stepped back a few meters, waved away all their magic power, and fired at the white dragon one after another.
The air bombs were like rain, falling on Bailong with a crackling sound. Bailong retreated repeatedly, and finally had no choice but to exit the field.
Don't let your temporary pretense ruin his plan.
Bai Long shook his head helplessly and said with a smile: "Huang Xing Palace, you are really amazing!"
In the arena, Huang Xing Palace's eldest disciple Fuhua looked at Bai Long, clasping his fists and bowing.
"You are a respectable person from the lower world, please accept my respect! Bailong, I'm waiting for you to join the Tsinghua sect and fight alongside you!"
"Senior Brother Huang Xinggong, your magic is superb, I admire you! I won't keep you waiting for too long!"
Bailong also returned the gift.
Then, the remaining dozen disciples surrounded Chen Fanghe.
"Fang He, admit defeat. You use defensive techniques. Although we can't move you, can you still win? You can't win by stalling for time." Chen Yucheng said earnestly.
indeed.
Everyone above Caiyun also saw it this way.
If the beating continues like this, if Chen Fanghe doesn't move, the disciples from Huangxing Palace will beat him to death.
However, no one thinks this game is exciting.
More than 80 people fought against more than a dozen, and one White Dragon alone eliminated more than 60 Taiyi Golden Immortal disciples.
Even if Huang Xinggong wins, it can only be said to be embarrassing.
Even though the Blue Star Palace was defeated, the heads of the major sects also remembered these dozen disciples.
My cultivation level is not high, my talent is not enough, but my fighting spirit is rare.
"Forget it, Sixth Brother, stop fighting. Your eldest disciple Bai Long has been eliminated. The number of people is too disparity, so stop fighting."
"That's right, Lao Liu, if Fang He is injured, it won't be worth it. If you surrender now, you will be second."
Um!
Chen Fushuang thought so too.
Bailong said he would win first place, but now there is no hope.
If it's twenty to twenty, White Dragon will definitely help them win.
But there were more than a dozen against eighty, Bailong had tried his best, and he was satisfied with the second.
Chen Fushuang stood up and looked at the field.
"Fang He, if it doesn't work, just..."
But at this point, Chen Fu's double voice couldn't help but stop.
Everyone above Caiyun also frowned.
Chen Fanghe's mouth was full of blood, but he took out a small puppet from his arms.
What is he going to do!
Puppetry!
Chen Fudan yelled: "Yucheng, Fuhua, lead the disciples to disperse! Surround the entire edge of the arena, he wants to throw the puppets, hit the puppets first when the puppets appear!"
"Got the order!"
Chen Yucheng and Fuhua raised their hands at the same time, and a dozen Daluo Jinxian early-stage disciples dispersed and stood at the edge of the competition arena.
In this way, even if Chen Fanghe summons a puppet, he can only hit a certain unit.
Others can take the opportunity to attack the puppet.
Whoever the ghost ship hits will only be stunned.
I saw Chen Fanghe throwing the puppet into the air and shouting: "It's so tall that it can easily be used as a telephone pole!"
Buzz!
Sudden!
Electric arcs surged at the scene, and after a moment, the puppet turned into a monster, like a robot and a demon. It held a stick in its hand and arced up and down.
That is the puppet of Electric Soul!
"He is dead!"
As soon as the puppet appeared, he raised his stick high and swung it fiercely, releasing his ultimate move, Plasma Field.
The lightning came out of the rod and went around in a circular shape.
"What is this? Why is there another puppet? Shouldn't it be the ghost ship just now?"
The disciples in Huangxing Palace were at a loss for a moment.
The electric current visible to the naked eye was getting closer and closer, approaching them.
You can't go back any further. If you go any further, you'll be out of the arena.
Fuhua shouted loudly: "Brothers, defend!"
"Got the order!"
More than a dozen people from Huangxing Palace took up defensive postures.
However, when the lightning passed over their bodies, everyone was still numb from the electric shock, and several disciples fell outside the venue unintentionally.
At this time, only the flashy, Chen Yucheng and four Daluo Golden Immortals were left on the field.
Similarly, Chen Yu successfully defeated Chen Fanghe, but Chen Fanghe only relied on his defensive skills to withstand the powerful attack.
Fuhua led four Da Luo Jinxian juniors around the electric soul, throwing spells wildly.
They also discovered that there were two light bars above the puppet's head.
If the first light bar disappears, he should be dead.
If the second light bar is full, he can release the plasma field just now.
Then don't wait for the light bar to be full, kill him in advance!
Fuhua said loudly: "Brothers, he is about to die, please work harder!"
Boom boom boom!
Suddenly, there were explosions in the venue.
The electric soul puppet summoned by the white dragon is just a perfect Daluo Jinxian with no thoughts. Its skills need to be cooled down and the mana bar needs to be accumulated.
Before his blue bars were full, Fuhua and his four junior brothers beat him to death.
However, the moment the electric soul puppet dissipated, another plasma field emitted from the place.
Suddenly, Chen Yucheng, Fuhua and the four Daluo Jinxian disciples were all drained of their physical strength.
Chen Fanghe has been waiting for this moment.
Although Electric Soul has low health and is not resistant to beatings, his attack is high and his passive is incredible.
As long as the electric soul puppet is dispersed, all people within a hundred meters of the same level of cultivation as the puppet, or those with a lower level than the puppet, will have all their physical strength drained away, except for the person who summoned it.
People with a higher level than the puppet will have the physical strength corresponding to the puppet taken away.
The remaining six people from Huang Xing Palace were all caught off guard by the electric shock and fell to their knees on the ground in exhaustion.
Chen Yucheng and Fuhua's eyes were full of incredulity.
"What kind of magic is this? I'm exhausted!"
"How is that possible! Why do I have no energy at all?"
…
At this time, Chen Fanghe dispersed his defensive posture, stood up slowly, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"Have you beaten enough? Now, it's my turn to send you down!"