Jian Lingyun smiled slightly and said: "Why do I need to use weapons to deal with you? Besides, my swordsmanship has already reached the highest level where man and sword can be integrated into one. There is no need to use magic weapons to fight against the enemy."
"Arrogant! There is not much difference between you and me in cultivation, but as a sword cultivator, your combat power is not as good as mine. Now that you don't have the divine sword in your hand, it is simply a fool's errand to beat me!" Ji Qingyue said with a sneer.
Jian Lingyun said calmly: "If you don't believe it, just take action."
"Since you are seeking death, don't blame me for being cruel!"
A cold smile appeared on the corner of Ji Qingchen's mouth, and countless afterimages appeared as his figure moved. At extremely high speed, he punched Jian Lingyun who was standing there.
In an instant, a strong energy that could shake the sky, like a strong wind, with suffocating terrifying pressure, directly bombarded Jian Lingyun's thin body.
boom……
A loud bang resounded through the sky. Under the shocking pressure, more than 80% of the monks who were watching below the ring subconsciously closed their eyes and raised their hands to cover their ears.
Except for Fang Hao and the Xuanhuo Turtle who were unmoved, there were only a few well-dressed mysterious beings who were more rigorous than Fang Hao and the others and were not shaken at all.
"This pretty boy looks harmless to humans and animals, but why did he make such a big fuss the moment he made a move! Jian Lingyun, this kid, will probably shed his skin even if he doesn't die after being hit like this!"
Even Yun Xin, who was watching from a distance, couldn't help but worry about Jian Lingyun when he saw this scene.
Yun Ning on the side comforted her softly: "It's not certain. Since Ling Yun didn't resist, he might have already expected it in his heart. Otherwise, no matter how arrogant he is, he probably won't let his opponent explode.
"
"hold head high!"
The moment Yun Ning finished speaking, a high-pitched dragon roar resounded through the sky, instantly canceling out Ji Qingchen's burst of energy.
Then, under Ji Qingchen's horrified eyes, Jian Lingyun, who had received his punch, slowly walked towards him as if nothing happened.
Nine phantoms of divine dragons surrounded him, making his originally thin figure look like a god.
"This is... Jiulong Guards! My guess is indeed correct. This sword Lingyun is indeed inseparable from the person who killed me. Although I am not sure whether it is the boy named Fang Hao, I would rather kill the wrong person than let him go.
There is nothing I can do to make him walk out of the ring alive!"
Although Mie Qianjue, who was suspended in mid-air and maintained the barrier of the arena, did not take any action, murderous intent was already filling the air.
Jian Lingyun looked up at the man in black above his head with some feeling, and said with a slightly raised corner of his mouth: "That old ghost's cultivation level is not very good, but his eyesight is good. Unfortunately, in order to ensure the absolute fairness of the game, the nine major players, including him,
The top masters are all sent to maintain the ring barrier, and even if they want to take action, they can only stare."
Ji Qingchen looked at Jian Lingyun who was walking towards him, his eyes flashed with an astonishing blood, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Although my master can't kill you with my own hands, I can do it for you. As long as I kill you, it can be regarded as a substitute."
Master has avenged the destruction of his body!"
"It's not scary to be stupid. What's scary is that you are so willing to know that you are being used by others. You are also the prince of a country. Is it any wonder that you are really willing to follow the orders of this old ghost?" Jian Lingyun's voice was as loud as a bell.
Asked loudly.
However, Ji Qingchen was completely unmoved. Instead, his expression became more ferocious and his eyes were filled with blood red.
At this time, he seemed to be a ferocious beast that chose people to eat in the ancient wilderness. With a chilling aura, he attacked Jian Lingyun again.
Following his move, the barrier where the nine top masters gathered together instantly fell into endless darkness, as if the end was coming.
"Since you are so stubborn, I won't hold back any longer!"
In this endless darkness, the shadows of nine divine dragons burst out with extremely bright golden light, instantly piercing the darkness.
In front of Jian Lingyun's eyes, Ji Qingchen had long disappeared. What he faced was a ferocious beast that was completely condensed from black mist.
The extremely cold evil energy attacked him pervasively, but it was all blocked by the Nine Dragons Phantom.
"roar!"
Seeing that the black mist could not corrode Jian Lingyun, the ferocious beast immediately let out a shocking roar, aimed at the Nine Dragons phantom, and rushed towards it fiercely.
Rumble...
Endless darkness swallowed everything, and the arena suddenly became pitch black.
The world seems to have fallen into eternal night of chaos. Inside and outside the barrier, there are two different worlds.
"hold head high!"
And in this darkness, people can still hear the roar of the dragon.
Obviously, Jian Lingyun has not been swallowed by the darkness, he is still fighting!
However, as time went by, the dragon's roar became weaker and weaker, but the black mist above the arena did not decrease.
"Although you have been cautious enough and even poured the true dragon energy in your body into this boy, it is still difficult to resist the cunning of ghosts. I think this boy has been made into a humanoid puppet, otherwise he would not be able to bear such a powerful ghost.
Ghost!"
The Xuanhuo Turtle retracted his gaze, turned to look at Fang Hao, and sighed with great regret.
At this moment, even ordinary monks can see that Jian Lingyun is obviously at a disadvantage. Once the dragon energy in his body is exhausted, it will only be a matter of time before he is devoured by the ferocious beast condensed from the ghosts of the netherworld.
Fang Hao was unmoved at all, and said calmly: "I have expected this for a long time, and I did not expect that the bit of True Life Dragon Qi passed to Jian Lingyun can turn things around."
"Do you have other plans?" Xuanhuo Turtle frowned.
Fang Hao turned to look at the Xuanhuo Turtle, with an inexplicable smile on his face and said: "You guessed it right, I do have other plans. Have you forgotten what I told you before?"
"Fang Hao, what do you want to do?"
Looking at Fang Hao with a smile on his face, Xuanhuo Turtle suddenly had an unknown premonition in his heart.
"I said you are a secret weapon, so in this situation, you naturally need to come to the rescue. Just feel aggrieved for the time being. After the competition is over, I will find a way to compensate you!"
Before the Xuanhuo Turtle could run away, Fang Hao raised his hand and pulled his soul out of the ancient monk's body. Then he took out a long sword from the space ring and directly pulled out the Xuanhuo Turtle's soul.
The god used the divine pattern sealing method to penetrate into the sword body.
"Ling Yun, take the sword!"
A loud shout resounded through the sky, Fang Hao raised his hand and threw it with all his strength, and then the long sword with the black fire turtle sealed in it, with the terrifying power of tearing the sky, went straight through the barrier set by the nine masters.
The next moment, Jian Lingyun took advantage of the situation and soared into the sky, looking like a dragon flying through the nine heavens. He took the long sword handed over by Fang Hao extremely vigorously.
It was only then that everyone realized that Fang Hao's casual throw had actually poked a huge hole in the eternal night sky! (To be continued)