Chapter 45 The Sect is more than seven

Then the big man let out a cruel laugh, and his other hand suddenly grabbed the void on Zhou Moyang's side. With a "poof", the black qi in front of him condensed, and a vague black giant claw was conjured, which was half a zhang in size, and after a shake, it made a sound of breaking through the air, and grabbed it towards the opposite side.

Seeing this, Zhou Moyang's face changed, and the magic in his hand suddenly changed, and suddenly five or six red fireballs shot out at once, and after a flash, they all turned into rolling flames and hit the giant claws.

An earth-shattering bang! The black giant claws melted as quickly as ice and snow in the scorching heat, and finally turned into bits of black gas and burst open.

This scene made the originally confident bald man slightly stunned, but he suddenly let out a low roar, raised his foot and stomped on the ground under him. With a "boom", an invisible shock wave rippled out from the soles of his feet, and countless cracks cracked on the surface of the nearby stone platform out of thin air.

Almost at the same time, a golden light flashed with a "whoosh", and Zhou Moyang's dragon head sword flew quickly, slashing at the two calves of the big man, and launched a sudden blow.

Although Dahan discovered the existence of the Dragon Head Sword in advance, he obviously underestimated its power. "Bang"! The flying sword slashed fiercely at the big man's two calves, causing the bone armor on his surface to suddenly crack several deep cracks, as if it was about to be completely shattered in the next moment.

But immediately, the big man snorted coldly, one arm shook, and a black horse training shot out from it, just a roll, and the dragon head sword was wrapped in a knot, and then grabbed the black horse training with his backhand and pulled it back violently, and suddenly an unimaginable huge force surged out.

Zhou Moyang suddenly had a surge of qi and blood, and felt that the Dragon Head Sword was almost about to lose contact with him, and hurriedly hugged Yuan Yi. Then he secretly urged the Hidden Dagger.

Dahan suddenly felt a cold arm, and there was an extra blood hole on the surface, and the blood flowed endlessly. Under the anger of the big man, he let out a low roar, and his other arm suddenly blurred, and his five fingers grabbed the black pi lian and continued to pull it back.

But at this moment, with a "poof", a blue light flashed away, cutting off the black horse training from the middle, it was the hidden dagger that injured the big man. The small half of the black horse, which was still tightly bound to the dragon head sword, immediately turned into black qi and loosened. Under Zhou Moyang's thoughts, the dragon head sword instantly flew back to his side.

The bald man didn't mean to pursue the dragon head sword, but looked up at the opposite side with a gloomy face. I saw that Zhou Moyang over there took the dragon head sword, pinched it with both hands, and there were more than a dozen red fireballs suspended in front of him, and trembled slightly.

Dahan Zhou Moyang, you have been entangled in many rounds, but in fact, it is only a few breaths.

The green flame on Senior Brother Lu's mask jumped slightly, and he retracted his gaze, and his heart sank slightly to his injured arm. Although the blood hole in his hand stopped bleeding, a sour force had spread throughout the entire arm, affecting the performance of this arm. The bald man couldn't help but feel a little solemn in his heart at this time.

The people watching the battle in the audience were also completely attracted by the lightning-fast fierce battle between Dahan and Zhou Moyang, and they were fascinated and did not dare to be distracted.

The Jin Dan elders on the jade platform were also surprised by the strangeness of Senior Brother Lu's secret technique. There was only one elder, who was short in stature and had a childish face, who sat silently with his eyes closed.

"Well, let's let you see how powerful my real box pressing methods are!" The bald man snorted angrily, and suddenly grabbed all the leather bags around his waist with one hand, threw them into the air, and then "whew" and "whew" a few punches. After a few cracks, the bags were immediately shattered by several fist shadows, and countless thumb-sized, white things spilled out of the bones.

Then the big man pinched the trick with both hands, and the words in his mouth began to be recited, and the black qi on his body suddenly rolled into the air, and he wrapped all the things that were spilled back. At the same time, the bone armor on the big man's body suddenly collapsed and disappeared, turning into billowing black qi again, and swirling wildly around it, completely submerging his figure in a moment.

Bursts of ghost whistles came from the black air, at first only one or two, but immediately became a dozen, dozens, or even hundreds, as if there were countless ghosts hidden inside. And the black gas is rotating, the area is getting wider and wider, and in the blink of an eye, it occupies a radius of more than ten zhang.

Seeing this, Zhou Moyang was secretly shocked in his heart, and immediately shook one sleeve at the opposite side, and more than a dozen fireballs suspended in front of him suddenly burst into the air, and shot out one after another. After a muffled sound, the fireball flashed, and all of it was submerged in the black air, like a mud cow entering the sea, and no sound came out. On the contrary, the ghost roar in the black gas seemed to have been stimulated by something, and it suddenly became a little more vigorous.

Zhou Moyang saw this scene, his face changed again, and when he was about to take any more action, the black qi on the opposite side suddenly rolled and turned into a huge black wall, rolling towards him. In the rolling black gas, the skulls let out a strange roar, looming, and there were hundreds of them.

Seeing this situation, Zhou Moyang's heart was terrified, and without thinking, he pinched the trick with one hand, and suddenly a little red light was released in front of him, and a fireball appeared out of thin air, and under the finger point, it rose wildly, and in an instant, it turned into a giant fireball with a diameter of half a zhang, and at the same time, the color also became extremely crimson.

"In addition to the Ice Pick Technique, you have even successfully cultivated the Fireball Technique of restraining ghosts!" The incredible voice of the bald man suddenly came from the black air, and it had been pushed to the black giant wall that was only seven or eight zhang away from Zhou Moyang, and it was also condensed.

At this time, Zhou Moyang suddenly pushed with one hand, and the huge fireball hit the black wall with a whistling sound, and then the red light burst open.

An earth-shattering bang! The crimson flames rose into the sky, turning into a black-red cloud of fire, engulfing everything nearby. Those white skulls burst open one after another under the sweep of this scorching wave of air, and most of the black qi walls collapsed and disappeared.

At that moment, a figure flashed from the edge of the black wall and flew backwards. The cold light flashed in Zhou Moyang's eyes, and the hidden dagger in his hand suddenly flashed away, and the cyan light was extremely fast, but after a blur, it swept past the waist of the figure, cutting it into two in an instant.

This made the disciples in the audience exclaim again. However, after Zhou Moyang's eyes were fixed, his face was still gloomy. The figure that was cut off by it was just a humanoid skeleton. At this time, the black fire cloud had been extinguished, and after the residual black qi froze in one place, the figure of the bald man reappeared.

But at this time, his black robe was already in tatters. "You've even cultivated the Fire Bullet Technique to the perfection realm!" The bald man stared at Zhou Moyang's face and muttered.

"Senior Brother Lu didn't expect it, I'm afraid there are many more!" Zhou Moyang replied lightly, and at the same time secretly estimated the remaining spiritual power in his body, which was not much. The bald man is a late stage of foundation building, and looking at his current appearance, his spiritual power should still be very abundant. Hurry up and can't delay any longer.

Zhou Moyang drew a gourd in the same way, and a fireball was sacrificed in his hand. At the same time, take advantage of the moment when the bald man stopped and stared at the fireball with all his attention. Zhou Moyang's eyes instantly turned turquoise, his pupils swirled, and two silky black rays flashed away, hitting the bald man who was engrossed in staring at the ever-growing fireball.

The other Jindan elders, including the head of the Zixiao Palace, looked at each other after Mo Yang's old trick was repeated, sacrificing the ever-growing fireball, and then after performing the pupil technique again, they showed a look of sudden realization on their faces.

The bald man was overjoyed when he saw Zhou Moyang's old tricks repeated. was staring at the fireball intently, but before he could make the next move, he found that the opponent's eyes were green, radiating a faint green glow, which was extremely weird, and he secretly screamed badly. Just wanted to move, but it was too late, and he could only watch the silky black light hit him.

I felt a tingling pain in my brain, my divine consciousness and spiritual sense were withdrawn, my protective qi dissipated, and my whole body couldn't move. The bald man who was originally confident was horrified in his heart.

"Slash!" Zhou Moyang saw that the bald man was hit, and he let out a low shout, and after the cyan dagger in the air trembled, it flew down with a blue expanse.

At this time, Senior Brother Lu's sky fluctuated, and the figure of the presiding elder Jin Dan flashed, and when the dagger was about to hit the bald man, he was able to block the hidden dagger, and then announced: "In this competition, Zhou Moyang won and advanced to the top ten in the big competition!" ”

As soon as he finished saying this, he shook his body again, appeared behind Senior Brother Lu, "snapped" and "snapped" a few times, and slapped a few palms on his body, and the big man slowly recovered.

After Zhou Moyang bowed to Elder Jindan, with one move, the spirit weapon dagger turned into a blue light and flew back, disappeared into his sleeve in a flash, and disappeared without a trace.

"Boy, it's amazing. This time the horse stumbled, let's compare it next time. The bald man barely stood firm on the stage, with a strange gaze. Concession! Zhou Moyang arched his hand at the bald man.

"Hmph, there's nothing to promise. My own strength, I don't know it yet! Senior Brother Lu snorted coldly and left the ring.

"As a result of the battle just now, why did it take a long time for the senior disciples to slowly open his mouth and ask the other Jindan elders.

"It's a pity, whether it is the strength of Senior Nephew Zhou or Senior Nephew Lu, it can be said that it is far beyond our expectations. Both of them may have the strength to compete for the top ten. An elder dressed in palace clothes said with a sigh.

"That's true, especially Senior Nephew Lu! Tsk, he turned out to be a demon cultivator! Senior Brother Zhang, he seems to be your disciple! The head of Zixiao Palace turned his head to a crane-haired, childish-looking and short-stated elder on the side and asked.