Ye Guhong slightly changed the posture of holding the sword, turned the sword edge diagonally, and temporarily used it as a knife.
Seeing Wei Zhonglin running towards him, Ye Guhong's mood did not fluctuate at all.
In the series of fierce battles just now, Ye Guhong has almost figured out all Wei Zhonglin's habits of action. Coupled with the advantage of Jiugong Phantom Step, Ye Guhong can be sure that he can hit the opponent with one move.
But where to cut it?
Of course the left arm!
In fact, everyone present could see that at first Wei Zhonglin did not hesitate to break the crystal ball and bite it with his teeth, obviously not wanting to use his left arm.
However, until just now, all his attacks were carried out with that huge right arm. Not only did his left arm not assist in the attack, it didn't even move. It was shaking with the body in vain, as if that arm was not his own at all.
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Those who think quickly can immediately surmise that Wei Zhonglin's right arm expansion and transformation actually sacrificed the strength of his left arm. Therefore, during the transformation, the left arm is not only useless, but also becomes a burden on the body.
Ye Guhong chuckled lightly, and thrust out a sword like a whirlwind, hitting Wei Zhonglin's left arm.
At this moment, Wei Zhonglin's expressionless face suddenly grinned, biting the crystal ball and letting out an indistinct laugh.
mutation protrusion
Wei Zhonglin's originally empty left hand suddenly clenched his fist tightly, and his entire left arm suddenly expanded and turned black, becoming exactly the same as his right arm.
Everyone onlookers yelled, but only Yan Chen looked relaxed.
Ye Guhong was hit hard by his left and right fists, and Ye Guhong couldn't even hide. Many people turned their heads and didn't want to see the scene of blood splattering on the spot.
However, when Wei Zhonglin smashed his hands down, he was instantly thrown into the air. The huge force had no focus, making Wei Zhonglin stagger forward a few steps before he could stand firm.
Looking around fiercely, Wei Zhonglin couldn't even see Ye Guhong's figure.
Just when everyone was confused, Ye Guhong's voice came from the crowd on the west side: "Either transform into a falcon and soar in the sky, or transform into a coiled snake to be agile and swift, or transform into a lion to dominate the world, or transform into a dewdrop
The first form of the Soul Hunting Knife hidden in the eaves, the Monkey King has a thousand transformations!"
The crowd was startled by Ye Guhong's sudden voice and hurriedly separated.
Ye Guhong walked out slowly with a smile on his face, looking leisurely and contented.
Most people present didn't know when Ye Guhong hid in the crowd. Only Qian Xiaoshan, who was as strong as Ye Guhong, could barely see Ye Guhong's quick footwork.
Qian Xiaoshan couldn't help but wonder: "Although we have heard of Gu Hong's Nine Palaces Phantom Step, this is the first time it has been used like this."
Yan Chen chuckled and said: "This guy doesn't create sword skills very well. The first move is not for fighting at all, but for teasing the opponent."
"Oh, running away is also a skill," Lin Hanqing said with a smile.
Besides, on the battlefield, Wei Zhonglin's expression immediately changed. He spat out the crystal ball in his hand, freed his mouth and said angrily: "When did you escape? Why didn't you fall into the trap?"
Ye Guhong chuckled, shook his head and sighed: "I'm really worried about your IQ, kid. Who would be so stupid as to completely expose their shortcomings to their opponents? Everyone in the country you live in must be kind-hearted? What a deceptive trick.
They are all so cute..."
As he said that, Ye Guhong's expression suddenly changed and he said coldly: "Cangling Continent is very dangerous, go back to your hometown to play!"
Swing out a sword and take the initiative to attack
Wei Zhonglin was also angered. He bumped his two huge black fists against each other and made a dull voice: "Where are all the nonsense? Look at me smashing you into a pulp!"
As he spoke, he put the crystal ball in his mouth and punched out his fists, one after the other, with violent noises, piercing the air and blasting out, as if giving people the illusion of piercing the sky.
The two people rushed past each other, and then separated again! The two people passed by each other, standing in the same position as each other, standing still.
Click!
Ye Guhong's sword edge shattered into a pile of debris. He coughed twice at the same time, his body went limp, and he fell to the ground on one knee. He was obviously seriously injured.
Lost?
Just when everyone was confused, Ye Guhong suddenly raised his head slowly and murmured to himself calmly.
"Stir up your body, gather the form to create the world for the sake of immortality, conquer the heavens and go against the universe, surrounded by colorless, intangible and soothing, can be addicted to the darkness of the earth, can break the light of the sky, the second form of the Soul Hunting Sword Technique, Shura Heavenly Punishment!"
As Ye Guhong yelled out the last word, Wei Zhonglin, who was standing still, finally screamed and fell to the ground. The crystal ball in his mouth shattered. At the same time, the sword shadow's arms spurted out pitch-black blood.
After staying for a long time, Yan Chen raised his hands high and cheered: "Jueying Sect will win!"
The disciples of the Jueying Sect around him suddenly cheered wildly and shouted: "The Jueying Sect will win, the Jueying Sect will win."
Even many disciples from various sects who were not Jueying Sect began to shout wildly in response to the atmosphere present.
Ye Guhong smiled bitterly and shook his head. He lowered his head and glanced at the hilt of the sword in his hand. He thought that an ordinary long sword could not withstand such exaggerated moves. It seemed that he would have to carry the Moon-Eating Knife with him at all times in the future.
Although there is no dragon flame breath to quickly heal injuries, the effect of dragon blood is enough to allow Ye Guhong's body to recover faster than normal.
After resting for a long time, Ye Guhong struggled to stand up and stretched out his hand to press, and the restless sounds around him gradually calmed down.
Turning his head to look, Wei Zhonglin had also struggled to stand up. His two originally dark right arms had returned to normal, but his bare arms had been scratched with many cuts. Although the wounds were very shallow and not bleeding, they looked damaged.
Horrible
Wei Zhonglin's eyes were dull, his expression was lifeless, and he looked lifeless.
Ye Guhong didn't feel any pity for his opponent's loss of fighting spirit, and said coldly: "Take your people and get out."
After saying that, he ignored him and turned towards Di Xu's direction.
When he came to the steps next to Di Xu, Ye Guhong sat down and said with a chuckle: "Am I embarrassed? Senior Brother Di, with your level of cultivation, you can easily defeat that person from the moment I fought with him.
I realized that this person’s strength is only at the second or third level of a spiritual person.”
Di Xu was no longer as dumb as before. After being silent for a while, he suddenly said: "I can't beat him. You should know Gu Hong. Thank you."
With that said, Di Xu stood up and turned around to go back to the room.
Ye Guhong knew that Di Xu should have suffered a big psychological blow, but since he was able to suppress the fear in his heart and his final expression was so calm, it showed that he was relying on reason to defeat his inner demons.
In this case, it would be better to let him calm down alone to think about everything.