Chapter seven hundred and twenty fourth victory and defeat
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On the field, Wen Buzhi suddenly let out a low roar, and then a faint blue light appeared in the mountains. His whole body seemed to have been drugged, and he suddenly became unbelievable. No matter the speed, angle or strength of the sword, it was all affected.
With a huge improvement, he had the upper hand for a while, forcing Li Yaokun to retreat continuously in a state of embarrassment.
"Ice Slash!"
Wen Buzhi swept his long sword across, and slashed out a sword behind him without looking back.
I saw a half-moon-shaped blue sword energy coming out of the body, slashing at the two door gods and warrior spirits that rushed over like lightning.
"Kakaka!"
Only a slight sound was heard. The originally menacing door god war spirit suddenly stopped. Ice blocks appeared from under his feet. Then the ice blocks looked up and were completely frozen in the blink of an eye.
He broke two humanoid sculptures and could no longer move.
"What!?"
Li Yaokun's heart skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition came over him.
Then he feinted with a fan, spitting out a stream of hot flames, and retreated violently, trying to distance himself from Wen Bu Zhi and look for another opportunity.
But Wen Buzhi would not give him this opportunity. After freezing the two door gods and fighting spirits, Wen Buzhi calmly withdrew his sword and stabbed Li Yaokun on the other side.
A burst of ice-blue sword energy shot out, canceling out Li Yaokun's flames, and then Wen BuZhi swung his sword and approached.
Seeing that he couldn't escape, Li Yaokun had no choice but to fight hard. However, without the restraints of the door god and war spirit, Wen Bu Zhi had no scruples and used sharp moves, which soon forced Li Yaokun into a panic.
The two sides fought quickly and fiercely with several moves. In the end, the worthless swordsmanship was the better one. A sword flower bloomed on Li Yaokun's shoulder, and blood suddenly filled the air. Li Yaokun staggered back, and the clothes on his chest were already stained with blood.
It was stained red, and the clothes were torn, revealing the skin that had been picked apart by the sword.
The skin was torn and the flesh was torn, and he was very embarrassed.
"Yeah!"
Li Yaokun felt the sharp pain coming from his shoulder, and suddenly became furious. He cursed in a low voice and wanted to continue the attack. But just as he was about to move, he felt a cold feeling on his neck, and a long sword was already placed on his head.
The person holding the sword around his neck is naturally worthless!
"You lost."
Wen BuZhi put his left hand behind his back and held a long sword in his right hand. He glanced at Li Yaokun sideways and said three words lightly.
"You!" Li Yaokun's mouth twitched twice, and he was very unwilling. But as soon as he made a move, the long sword on his neck shook. The cold breath from the long sword made him understand that once he really had
Whatever you do, I'm afraid this long sword will instantly slit your throat.
"Okay." Li Yaokun closed his eyes and said unwillingly: "I give up!"
Although the voice was not loud, most of the people present were ancient warriors, so their hearing was not a problem. In addition, the outcome on the field was already very clear.
Ranked twenty-one on the Hidden Dragon List, Li Yaokun, the young master of the Yuling Sect, was defeated!
The name Wen Bu Zheng will be even louder from today on. The rise of this dark horse is unstoppable!
"I didn't expect that the young master of the Yuling Sect would actually lose to an unknown boy..." The strong man next to Lin Fan murmured in shock, and even glanced at Lin Fan secretly, as if
I was thinking about how Lin Fan could tell the winner or loser of this duel.
But after thinking about it, he just thought that Lin Fan was just a coincidence that a blind cat bumped into a dead mouse or a blind chicken bumped into a grain stack.
"Accept." Wen Buzhi smiled lightly, took back his sword and turned around to leave.
Not sloppy at all.
Li Yaokun looked at Wen Bizhi's back with vicious eyes. Suddenly, a fierce look flashed in his eyes. With a low drink, he spun the fan in his hand half a circle, and then shot out like lightning, towards Wen Bizhi's back.
Attack the back of the heart.
A stream of crimson flames shot out from the front of the fan, burning the surrounding air.
It's obviously very lethal, and he's about to kill him.
Li Yaokun was born into a famous family and enjoys abundant training resources. Moreover, his talent is indeed good. He has enjoyed praise and envy along the way. But today he lost in public, and he also lost to an unknown boy. Such a huge
The psychological gap was difficult for him to accept for a while, so he launched this retaliatory sneak attack.
People around him suddenly exclaimed.
Seeing that the flames were about to hit Wen BuZhi's back, Li Yaokun had a proud smile on his face, but as soon as his smile appeared, it froze on his face, because just the moment before he succeeded,
Wen Bu Zhi's figure actually moved half a meter to the side like a ghost, perfectly dodging Li Yaokun's attack.
What the flames hit was just an afterimage that was worthless and left in place.
"Oops!"
Seeing Wen BuZhi's actions, Li Yaokun knew something was wrong.
Sure enough, after dodging the attack, Wen Buzhi turned around and struck back at Li Yaokun with his sword.
And this time it was obvious that he was attacking with anger, and the attack was even more fierce.
Li Yaokun couldn't resist, and instantly blood marks appeared on his chest. His whole body looked like a bloody man, in a miserable state.
"You actually attacked behind your back. You are a sinister villain. Since you dare to take action, you must be willing to pay the price!"
Wen Wuzhi, who had always acted calmly, finally got angry and his sword moves were so sharp that Li Yaokun had no room to fight back and was forced to retreat continuously.
"Today I will cut off one of your fingers as punishment!"
Wen BuZhi snorted coldly, and a flash of light flashed from the long sword in his hand, and he slashed towards Li Yaokun's right hand.
"Shu Zi Dare!" A loud shout came from the sky, and at the same time, a terrifying pressure instantly fell on Wen BuZhi's head, and his body swayed a little at this moment.
A gray-robed figure suddenly came from a distance, carrying a huge power. At the same time, he slapped Wen Bu Zhi with his right hand, and the wind of the palm turned into a red rainbow, roaring towards him.
The attack is fierce and the strike is extremely heavy.
If this palm had hit Wen Wuzhi, it would have killed him directly.
His move was to force Wen Bu Zhi to give up attacking Li Yaokun, but it was more than that. He also killed him. Even if Wen Bu Zhi tried to dodge or defend, he would definitely die.
Nothing else, just because he is a powerful person at the pinnacle of Tongtian, while Wen Buzi is just a junior.
The gap in strength between the two sides is too great.
But Wen BuZhi didn't panic at all, didn't dodge, and continued to slash at Li Yaokun's fingers.
"Whoa!"
A flash of blood flashed.
Then came Li Yaokun's painful howl.
A bloody finger traced a parabola and landed four or five meters away.
"Seeking death!" When the figure in gray robe saw this scene, his eyes were splitting, he was furious, and his attack became even more terrifying.
The whistling sound shook the eardrums of those around him.
"Haha, Li Fenghun, you actually interfered in the duel between juniors. You are really shameless."
Just when the crimson Changhong was about to bombard Wen BuZhi, a voice like a bell sounded, and at the same time, a transparent ice wall appeared above Wen BuZhi's head. As soon as the ice wall condensed, Changhong appeared.
It hit him hard.
"boom!"
There was an explosion.
The red light exploded instantly, like a blooming firework.
Immediately, Changhong's power was exhausted and dissipated in the air, but the ice wall was still intact, not even a tiny crack appeared!
Obviously the owner of the ice wall is stronger than Li Fenghun.
"who!?"
The gray-robed figure Li Fenghun appeared next to Li Yaokun, supporting Li Yaokun and looking at the other side with a wary expression.
A young man in white clothes, who looked no more than thirty years old, walked out slowly with a cold smile on his face. Under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, he walked directly from the shore and stepped into the void.
, but it did not fall, but instead formed an ice flower under its feet.
The young man walked towards the other side step by step, and with every step he took, an ice flower formed under his feet.
Stepping on the void feels like walking on flat ground.
This kind of control over the ice element made Li Fenghun's pupils shrink slightly, his fists under his robe could not help but tighten, and he struggled to utter three words.