Chapter Twenty-One: Sanctuary Josent
Zheng!
The sound of the strings breaking suddenly arose, and the dead branches were completely exploded under the powerful sword attack! At the same time, Qiao Sente raised his middle two fingers, and his two fingers lit up with a brilliant silver light, and at this moment his fingers seemed to be made of fine iron!
The sword pointed out to the sheath, and the Star Iron Sword "buzzed" between Qiao Sente's two fingers like a trembling snake!
Dangerous!
If Qiao Sente had seen the scene of Bing Chenzi and Ling Feng fighting, he would definitely not have recklessly pinned the Star Iron Sword with two fingers. It's a pity that he didn't see it.
Ling Feng's face turned red as blood in an instant, and there seemed to be blood steaming up from his head!
(Not good!)
Qiao Sente woke up a little late, and the star iron sword between his fingers instantly changed from a slight tremor to an angry dragon-like sting, and he felt as if there was an angry tide of the Yangtze River rushing towards him, and the huge pressure seemed to crush all the obstacles!
This force is too huge, no matter how strong the sense of battle is, it can't be resisted by a five-star cultivation alone! Qiao Sente subconsciously shook his fingers and shouted softly: "Extreme Dao Wave!"
A strange force that continued to spread like ripples came, Ling Feng was shocked, he felt that this power was very strange, it was not very strong at first, but when it spread out, it seemed to get an invisible increase, and the strength was actually getting stronger and stronger!
"Bang!" Ling Feng's body was catapulted out, breaking a row of trees in a row before stopping, embarrassed.
"Wood, are you okay?" Qiao Qiao ran to Ling Feng's side, pulled him up in a hurry, and looked at Qiao Sente with a muttered mouth: "Grandpa, you lost, you said that you are not allowed to use the Extreme Dao Wave!"
"Thank you for your advice. Pulling away Qiao Qiao, who was still unrelenting, Ling Feng respectfully bowed to Qiao Sente. Although the battle just now was short, he benefited a lot, and before that, he never knew that the original swordsmanship could reach such a realm.
Qiao Sente looked at him in a daze, and his expression couldn't tell what he was thinking. It took a long time for him to stare at Ling Feng and ask, "What did you use just now?" His eyes flashed, and the oppressive force was amazing.
"Exactly. ”
"Why don't you use it in the first place?" asked Josent, confused.
"The junior's cultivation is too far from the senior, if the junior's hole cards are exhausted at the beginning, it will be difficult to have a surprising winning effect, so ......" From the time when Qiao Sente blocked his full force with a dead branch, Ling Feng understood that even if he used the chakra-inch attack strength, it would not help, because at that time, Qiao Sente's momentum was in full swing, and he was powerless to shake him. Only when he is careless, the hole card of inch striking strength can play a real role!
Qiao Sente's expression became more and more strange as Ling Feng's explanation grew: What is this kid's head filled with? Does he know who his opponent is? Even if a Sacred Domain powerhouse compresses his true power to a five-star, his battle consciousness alone is not comparable to that of a mere five-star true martial artist!
But what this kid thinks about when he faces himself is - victory? Hell, he still wants to win! What's even more annoying is that he actually won a de facto victory!
"Hmph, I originally thought you were better than your treacherous master, but I didn't expect it to be a good deal!" Qiao Sente scolded angrily, looking at his appearance, he seemed to have the urge to teach Ling Feng a lesson, but when he saw Qiao Qiao stopping in front of Ling Feng like a hen guarding the chicks, he stomped his foot fiercely: "I don't know as much as you kid, I'll settle accounts with your bastard master!" He seemed to disappear into the sky in extreme anger, and neither of Ling Feng noticed that the moment he turned to leave, there was a smile on Qiao Sente's face that could not be suppressed:
In the face of the powerhouse of the Holy Realm and still thinking about victory, what a - bastard boy!
"Marshal Josente isn't angry, is he?" Ling Feng asked worriedly, looking at the back of Josent's disappearance into the sky.
"Hee-hee, no. Qiao Qiao smiled and said: "Grandpa is the most generous, don't look at him is very angry now, he will forget it in two days, grandpa-he is an old child." ”
Seeing her smile like a flower, Ling Feng also smiled, old child?
"If there's nothing to do, I'll go back first. Ling Feng said eagerly, today's battle inspired him a lot, and he was anxious to go back and comprehend it well.
Qiao Qiao didn't react, Ling Feng had already left quickly. Suddenly, she exclaimed, "Hey, big wood, come back quickly, what should you do if you leave here?"
......
Yuanli Tower.
Pulo saw a silver-white light and shadow flying towards him, and was about to fly to stop him, but when he saw the person clearly, he hurriedly bowed his head respectfully and said, "Marshal!"
"Hmm. With a cold snort, Qiao Sente flew directly into the red light without stopping.
Pu Luo showed a hint of a smile: "Who made the old marshal angry like this?" He looked back at the faint Yuanli Pagoda in the red light: "It seems that there is a lively scene again today." He reached out and rolled his sleeve and yelled, "Open, open!"
At this time, there was still a trace of seriousness when facing Galeo and others, but he was like a boring gambler on the street. He put the heavy armor helmet on the ground, and the heavy sword quickly slashed twice on the ground: "Put Master McKee's on the left, Marshal Josent's on the right, hurry up!"
"How's the odds, boss?" asked a guard who leaned in and salivated.
"Master McCoe wins one to one, Marshal Joscent wins one to two, and loses to confiscate the bet! ”
"Wow, it's only a little bit of a loss, boss, you're too picky, aren't you? "There were people who expressed dissatisfaction.
"Less verbose. Pulo slapped the man on the head fiercely: "As long as you kid talk a lot, you can snicker if you earn money...... Damn, what else do I earn from Master McKee's money?Hey, let me remind you, Marshal Joscent is a powerhouse in the Sanctuary!"
"Haha, chief, don't fool us like rookies! Although Master McKe has not reached the Holy Domain, he is already an elemental Skywalker at the peak of the Nine Stars, and his attack power is no worse than Marshal Josent, and this is the Yuanli Tower!"
Elemental Skywalker can completely blend in with the surrounding environment in his Yuan Li Tower, and easily mobilize the energy in the Yuan Li Tower to assist him in fighting! This is equivalent to Mai Ke's home field, even if it is an ordinary Sanctuary Elemental Skywalker, it is difficult to bargain, and it is even more difficult for an ordinary Sanctuary Martial Artist who is not familiar with the Elemental Skywalker's combat style to win.
Pulo glared fiercely at the person who spoke: "Count you ruthlessly! I still don't believe it...... If the marshal goes into a rage later, you boys will wait for nothing to come home. ”
"We're not afraid of losing all our money, it's a big deal to eat and drink from you every day. ”
“...... Having your men is the biggest failure of my life. ”
The laughter continued, and it was clear that this was not the first time they had done this.