Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Four Mountain Shooting Ge Wuqi
Gongliang's side is about to rest in the arena.
In the ring next to him, Ma Cangyuan, who is also a disciple of the Miaodao Immortal Sect, is making the parting cone magical.
Sometimes it turns into an umbrella and shield, sometimes it turns into a cone, and sometimes it's like a long sword, thrusting forward.
Sanhu Zong Yi Daosan had a headache when he encountered this strange weapon. When he stabbed with the Zhuang Meng sword, he was often carried aside by the rotating body of the parting cone. If he struck hard, he was blocked by the umbrella shield. He felt that the thing in front of him was
The opponent is like a piece of scrap metal, making it impossible to make a move.
Ma Cangyuan felt the same way. He could defend himself tightly with the help of the parting cone, but he could not attack.
For a while, the two were at loggerheads.
As a last resort, Yi Daosan had no choice but to take out the treasure pot he had worked so hard to refine and throw it into the sky.
The treasure pot flew into the air, the spout poured out, and it fell into a shower of bright stars.
Suddenly, time and space changed, and Ma Cangyuan found that he had gone from the competition arena to another strange place. The nebulae here were bright, and there was chaos under his feet, as if he was in the starry sky.
Yi Daosan saw his confused eyes and smiled lightly.
The treasure pot was refined by him through hard work. It contains star sand, which can transform into the starry sky and confuse the opponent.
This is his last resort, and he has never dared to use it, for fear of being discovered as soon as he appears. Although the star sand in the pot can transform the starry sky and enchant the opponent, it can only succeed under unexpected circumstances. If he is prepared, or
A person with a firm mind cannot be confused at all.
Seeing Ma Cangyuan being fascinated by the starry sky transformed by the treasure pot, Yi Daosan walked towards Ma Cangyuan and held the Zhuang Meng Sword to his neck.
But just as he moved his hand, he saw the parting cone stabbing at his throat quickly.
He thought he had won and was completely unprepared. Unexpectedly, Ma Cangyuan was not fascinated by the starry sky transformed by the treasure pot. How could it be possible?
"It's just a little trick. How can you charm me? You lose."
Ma Cangyuan pointed at Yi Daosan and said.
Unexpectedly, the success failed at the last moment. What else could Yi Daosan say? He put away the treasure pot, Zhuang Mengjian, and walked down the stage with a disappointed look on his face.
In another arena, Gong Xisheng, a disciple of the Xinyin Sect, faced off against Ge Wuqi, a disciple of the Lingshan Sect.
Although Ge Wuqi's name is unremarkable, his skills are extraordinary. He only lost to Gong Liang in the earliest defense competition. He won successively in subsequent competitions. After passing each level, he advanced to the current stage of the competition.
The Xin Yin Sect is good at making seals, and Gong Xisheng pinches the white tiger seal with his hand.
"Roar"
In an instant, a giant white tiger jumped down from the air. The tiger was driven by the wind. Before he could get closer, Ge Wuqi felt a gust of fishy wind blowing, making him feel sick.
However, he didn't care about being careless and was cautious with an iron ruler in hand.
As soon as the giant white tiger landed, it opened its mouth and spit out a white ball of light. The ball contained the aura of annihilating life, which was chilling.
Ge Wuqi was unwilling to face him head on and quickly dodged away.
The white light ball landed on the ring, making a loud "boom" sound, and a deep pit suddenly appeared on the ground.
The attack failed, and the white tiger roared and rushed forward. Ge Wuqi jumped into the air, holding an iron ruler and knocked it on the white tiger's head. The sound of "bang" was like the sound of a drum beating in the sky. Gong Xisheng's hand seal technique
The transformed white giant tiger was immediately knocked away by him.
When Gong Xisheng saw that Bai Hu was unable to deal with him, he changed his fingertips, using his left hand as a yin sword finger and his right hand as a yang sword finger. He pinched the taiyin with both hands to create the yang sword.
Suddenly, two flying swords appeared in front of him. With one point of the sword, the flying swords suddenly turned into light and darkness and flew forward.
"call out"
Ge Wuqi heard the wind and quickly moved away to avoid the flying sword from the bright side. Unfortunately, the flying sword in the dark struck immediately and he was caught off guard. His clothes were cut open, and his flesh was faintly visible.
At this moment, Ge Wuqi noticed two flying swords and quickly concentrated on dealing with them.
It's just that the two swords of Yin and Yang, one bright and one dark, come and go without a trace, and cannot be detected at all, so there is no way to deal with them.
Ge Wuqi could only deal with it by feeling, but he could detect the yang sword on the bright side, but the yin sword hidden in the dark was invisible and difficult to detect. Because of this, in just a moment, the clothes on his body became
He was cut into pieces and his body was covered in scars.
Seeing his embarrassed appearance, Gong Xisheng speeded up his flying sword and stabbed forward.
Ge Wuqi felt that he could no longer let the flying sword go on like this. His heart moved, and the medicine bird on his shoulder suddenly made a "ding-dong" sound.
Its sound is soft, graceful and ethereal, like a gurgling clear spring that cleanses the mind and makes people indulge in it.
Although the Xinyin Sect focuses on cultivating the mind, when hearing the sound of the medicine-making bird, it was unavoidable that it was intoxicated, and the Yin and Yang swords suddenly stopped.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ge Wuqi stepped on the ground, and the snake flew up from the ground. When the snake flew high into the sky, he moved his true energy to the iron ruler point, and chanted the mantra: "Daoyuan turns into a prophecy, and the nebula breaks."
Tianwei."
Suddenly, a mysterious pattern appeared on the iron ruler, which continued to swim on the iron ruler. The iron ruler gradually grew larger and turned into a giant ruler.
Ge Wuqi threw the giant ruler towards Gong Xisheng.
Gong Xisheng had a tenacious mind and woke up quickly, but only for a moment, the situation of the battle had been reversed.
Seeing the giant ruler flying towards him, he quickly used his yin and yang swords to greet it, pinched it with his fingers, and recited an inexplicable incantation word by word: "Om 哵婷叏囒咒哔唴哆喏."
The mysterious spell stirred the void, and something seemed to be flying from a distance.
The elder above felt something in his heart. Looking into the distance, he saw a hill flying quickly towards him.
"Shanshan Jue?"
"This bastard, it's just a small competition. It's just a small competition. What if it's against the enemy?"
"Don't worry! Depending on the skill of the thing, you can absorb a small mountain. If it were a big mountain, your skill would have been sucked dry long ago."
Ge Wuqi took the picture with his imperial ruler and suddenly felt something. He looked up into the air and saw a mountain pressing down on him. He felt bad and quickly flew back.
There was no one to move the giant ruler, and it suddenly felt a little limp. Gong Xisheng roared and punched the giant ruler with a powerful wind and amazing power. He hit the giant ruler with a burst of awe-inspiring energy, and the giant ruler that no one could control suddenly became weak.
Was knocked out.
"boom"
The hill fell from the sky, shook the surrounding areas, and blocked the middle of the arena.
The ground nearby was also shaken by the shock, and the people watching the game in the audience were dumbfounded. I guess this was the most ferocious move since the game.
Ge Wuqi didn't expect that Gong Xisheng would come with this move, and was terrified. Fortunately, he retreated in time. If he was overwhelmed, the consequences would be disastrous.
When Gong Xisheng saw that the hill had not hit Ge Wuqi, he immediately took his fingerprints and recited the mantra: "Da lua ba bu ni hu hu hu hu mo..."
The mantras and mantras spit out from his mouth, and landed on the flying hill. The hill on the stage actually moved, slowly turned into a dragon, and rushed towards Ge Wuqi.
Ge Wuqi had never seen this thing before, but he knew that if he didn't get rid of the dragon transformed from the hill, he would never win the game.
At that moment, he quickly recalled the iron ruler, bit the tip of his tongue, spit out a mouthful of blood into the iron ruler, and shouted: "The decree of heaven and earth: trace back to its origin." As soon as the blood from the tip of the tongue fell on the iron ruler, it followed the lines on it and flowed all over the iron ruler.
Suddenly, the iron ruler glowed with red light, flew into the air, and struck at the dragon that had turned into a hill.
"Bang"
There was a loud noise and Jiaolong was knocked to the ground.
A mysterious force seeped into the body of the dragon from the iron ruler. In an instant, the dragon stopped moving and turned into a hill. It just looked messy and no longer looked like its original appearance.