Chapter 865: Who is the Stronger and Which Is the Weakest, Who Is the Final Winner?

Yun Wuya stepped into the void in one step, his hands formed a mystical handprint, and the shattered starlight suddenly formed a circle of stars and black holes behind him, carrying terrifying devouring power in the terrifying roar......

The strong pulling force suddenly turned the diffuse blood mist directly into waves of blood, forcibly sucking all of them into the black hole of the stars, and then turning into a rolling true yuan force, flowing in Yun Wuyan's body, infiltrating into the meridians and bloodlines, and the strength cultivation also climbed steadily, directly advancing to the seventh rank of the life and death realm, and then it was terminated. Bayi Chinese Network? ? ≥≈≤.=

"This ...... How is it possible?" Senior Brother Chiyun Feng suddenly felt that the true yuan power in his body was losing a lot, and his strength cultivation was also sliding down in a hurry, and the blood armor figure gradually turned into a cloud of blood mist, which was sucked into the black hole of the stars. A pair of blood pupils are filled with an unbelievable look, these blood mist contain extremely strong corrosiveness, once touched, they will turn into blood in an instant, and the other party actually dares to suck these blood mist directly, look at this appearance, Fei Dan does not have any discomfort, but the cultivation is soaring, how is this not shocking, shocking!

The stars point to it, one finger to break mountains and rivers, two fingers to prison heaven and earth, and three fingers to split the void.

This is the three-style star finger that Yun Wuya realized when he advanced to the realm of life and death, and at this time, he just took the opportunity to try the move, and the three fingers were pointed out in a row almost at the same time, and they shot out with a kind of tail-to-tail momentum.

Looking at these three extremely terrifying star fingers, with amazing fluctuations, a series of blooms, Senior Brother Chiyunfeng's face finally revealed an incomparably trembling color, each finger is unimaginably powerful, maybe it can catch a finger, but it is absolutely impossible to resist the continuous attack of these three fingers, the thought of escaping suddenly in his heart, his body immediately reacted, and the lightning flew back.

The three star fingers were connected into a line, colliding with each other, and the degree of inclination increased exponentially, and on the body of Senior Brother Chiyunfeng, a blood mark suddenly cracked, and the whole person shot away like a cannonball, spilling a string of blood droplets along the way, and slammed down on the deck, and the original fierce and domineering aura suddenly disappeared.

Poof! At the same time, a blood mist erupted from Yun Wuya's mouth, and the whole person fell from the void with a bang.

However, the eyes of all the spectators were roaming back and forth on the deck, and the fists in the sleeves couldn't help but clench slowly, and the two sides of the battle were spilled with blood, and both could not afford to fall, which was stronger and which was weaker, and who was the final winner?

Especially the new disciples, although their current identities have belonged to the peaks, they are all proud, but at this time, they are all inexplicably hoping that Yun Wuya will win, this kind of emotion is complex and contradictory, I am afraid that even they themselves can't tell.

Senior Sister Leng's face was even more angry and nervous, this angry Senior Brother of Chiyun Peak dared to raise his cultivation to fight in violation of the law, but no one intervened and stopped, there was no justice and fairness at all, and what was nervous was that Yun Wuya spurted blood and fell to the ground.

Looking at 6 Suifeng beside him, he still had a faint smile on his face, and he didn't look worried and nervous, as if he had absolute confidence in Yun Wuya, and turned his face and said, "Senior sister, do you want to ask, why am I still smiling?"

"How do you know?" Senior Sister Leng exclaimed: "Yes, your brothers are injured like this, but they are indifferent!"

"Is there one?, how can I not feel that way?" 6 shook his head disapprovingly, "but, too, the blood that spurted out could fill a cup, not to mention that he still fell to the ground, and it did look like he was hurting a lot. "

"Then why are you still smiling so comfortably?" Senior Sister Leng complained in extreme puzzlement.

"I wonder if Senior Sister has paid attention to the blood mist that spews out?" 6 asked with the wind meaningfully.

"Is there a difference?" Senior Sister Leng thought for a moment and shook her head.

"Of course! The blood that comes out of the chest cavity is usually very thick and viscous, but what comes out of the tip of the tongue is blood. 6 With a deep smile, "And what I saw before happened to be a puddle of blood, so ...... "

"You mean...... Senior Sister Leng covered her lips with her hands in shock, with an unbelievable look in her eyes, if she understood correctly, that is to say, Yun Wuya was not so miserable at all as she looked, and he was not even injured, but he deliberately bit the tip of his tongue, and then deliberately fell heavily from the air, creating a lose-lose situation. This play is too real, enough to hide from everyone, including himself.

Just imagine, if a new disciple can easily defeat a personal disciple without any damage, how much shock it will cause, it is almost an unprecedented shocking news, and it will be pushed to the forefront in an instant, and what the consequences will be, no one can predict in advance.

It is a lose-lose face, which is extremely shocking, but it can barely accept it, after all, from the bright side, the other party is reducing his cultivation and fighting, as long as this Chiyun Peak senior brother insists on this truth, and has no face to admit that he tried his best, he still can't defeat a new disciple. In this way, the incident was diluted and much palered.

After about a moment, the two of them struggled to get up from the deck almost simultaneously, their clothes covered in blood and in a very embarrassed state. Yun Wuya's figure looked a little staggered, and every step he took was staggering, as if he might fall down again at any time. However, Senior Brother Chiyunfeng stood up as much as possible on his back, and his steps were as steady as a mountain.

In contrast, there is no need to say it explicitly, the strength and weakness of the situation have been decided, everyone sighed deeply when they saw this, the result of this contest was divided like this, no one doubted that Yun Wuya was defeated, but he won the respect of everyone.

However, the Holy Mountain Messenger suddenly spoke up: "Both sides are lost, and there is a draw!"

This very unexpected announcement of the result was really unexpected, and a shout of surprise resounded from the crowd, and then, the senior brother of Chiyun Peak suddenly spoke: "According to the regulations, a draw is considered if the weaker side wins, so I lost this battle!"

Hearing this, everyone showed extremely stunned expressions, suspecting that something was wrong with their hearing. It's just that it's not that this senior brother of Chiyun Peak has a high demeanor and temperament, but an authentic weakness, lest someone tell the truth about his illegal level promotion battle on the spot, not only will he lose his own face, but also directly damage the reputation of Chiyun Peak.

Senior Sister Fengxin and Senior Brother Zhufeng all had a strange expression on their faces, and they all knew that such a sarcastic and embarrassing thing would naturally not be said, and it would rot in the stomach forever.

The envoy of the Holy Mountain saw that everyone had no objections, and he would not deliberately make extraneous branches, inexplicably offend the people of the Seven Peaks, and anyone would do the favor of pushing the boat down the river, and directly return the star-mark sword of Yun Wuya to its original owner.

Ouyang Mingyue rushed out with tears flashing, supported Yun Wuya, who was staggering, with a painful face, gently wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth for him, and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

Yun Wuya shook his head, revealing a painful expression, but there was a hint in his eyes, only Ouyang Mingyue could understand the meaning, in the eyes of Senior Sister Leng, he intuitively felt that these two people did not become actors, which was really a huge loss for the entertainment industry.

"Senior sister, senior brothers, do you want to continue? It's better to stop there, why bother these juniors, it will damage your reputation if you spread it!" Senior Sister Leng said in a voice of persuasion.

"Hmph, don't you have a demon in Bixue Peak, and the rest is just a pile of garbage. That Ling Xiaofeng's senior brother spoke out with disdain.

"Little junior sister, do you mean to persuade us not to come out and be embarrassed again?" Ziwei Peak's senior brother asked with an angry face.

"Cut, is it very majestic to bully juniors, you have the ability to come at me, otherwise, don't be noisy here!" Senior Sister Leng also turned slightly pale and couldn't bear these senior brothers, so she also scolded coldly at the moment.

This little junior sister, who has always been used to forbearance, seems to have suddenly changed a person, and really responds to the sentence that people are good and are bullied, although this senior brother of Ling Xiaofeng has an ugly face, he doesn't dare to do it, don't look at this little junior sister who is usually soft, but her strength cultivation is never below him, she couldn't help but snort coldly at the moment and turned her head.

"What Senior Sister said is not unreasonable, it's better to let that Nie hang out in the air and fight Murong Qingshui!" That Senior Sister Fengxin also seemed to have suddenly changed her sex, but instead of continuing to make trouble, she came forward to mediate, but she didn't know what kind of scheming she was playing again?

This sounds understandable, Nie Xuankong is now a disciple of Ling Xiaofeng, and he is also on the list, and now he has advanced to the realm of life and death, facing Murong Qingshui, who is ranked second and is about to fight, it can be said that he has a lot of chances of winning, so thinking about it, naturally no one will object.

Nie's dangling figure stood upright, allowing countless fiery gazes to converge on him, looking at Murong Qingshui coldly and arrogantly, his eyes were full of strong battle intent.

Murong Qingshui was about to walk out, but was stopped by Ziyan sideways, and then attached to her side and whispered: "Sister Qingshui, you just broke the ...... today has been tossed by someone for a long time, and it must be inconvenient to move. I'll play for you in this battle!"

Hearing this, her face suddenly turned red, Ziyan didn't say that it was okay, as soon as she mentioned this, Murong Qingshui really realized that she was a little awkward even walking, but a little dull pain did not affect the battle, and Ziyan's careful care also moved her sincerely; "Don't worry, I'm fine!"

Looking at Murong Qingshui's posture, there was a faint feeling of pain, Ziyan thought that after her first night, she was also so embarrassed, and others were naturally difficult to notice, worried that it would affect the next combat effectiveness.

Nie's suspended figure landed on the deck like a flying eagle, as a list, his every move attracted everyone's attention, and as soon as he appeared, it attracted an uproar and discussion.