Volume 1, Ming Chronicle XXXIII, Wanxian Conference II

"Admit defeat, admit defeat, I admit defeat. Please be merciful. ”

Seeing that the sword shadow that slashed him dissipated, Wang Shan forcibly collected the sword technique, and his face turned pale. Glancing at him disdainfully, he turned and headed down the ring.

Seeing that he was about to step out of the ring, Li Shanshui's eyes flashed with cold light, and he smiled gloomily, took out a talisman, sprayed a mouthful of essence blood upward, and suddenly burst out with a strong golden light, sneaking towards her back.

"Shan'er watch her back." Li Fengchun's voice did not fall. With a scream, the golden light dissipated, she had been hit, her eyes were closed, and blood spurted from her mouth and fell towards the audience.

Li Fengchun flashed to catch it, and his spiritual sense was swept away, but fortunately, his life was unhindered. Feed her a healing pill and turn her head to look at the ring.

I saw Li Shanshui chuckle proudly, looked at the people of Aoki Gate playfully, turned around and walked off the ring slowly, and everyone in Aoki was so angry that they smoked.

"In the first game, Aoki won the game." A shrill voice rang out.

As soon as the voice fell, a disciple of Taihua Sect jumped into the ring:

"Taihua disciple Wang Sheng practiced the ninth layer of qi, please teach Aoki Sect Daoists." Aoki and the others looked at each other.

There were only a dozen people from the Aoki Gate, the head of Yuanying, two of the foundations, and the remaining ten people in the Qi Cultivation Realm, but none of them were at the eighth level of Qi refining.

An Aoki disciple stepped forward and said to Li Fengchun, "Disciple asks to fight. ”

"Go ahead, deal with a few tricks and throw in the towel. Thou shalt not fight. ”

Aoki's disciples jumped into the ring, the two stood with swords, Wang Sheng looked at Aoki's disciples with compassion, the red light of the long sword in his right hand flashed, and the magic trick was pinched in his left hand, and the whole person turned into three phantoms, rushing towards the Aoki disciples, and the red light of the long sword in his hand was uncertain.

I saw that the Aoki disciple was not in a hurry, his left hand lightly pinched the magic technique, and a cyan light mask rose, and at the same time, the long sword in his right hand stood erect in front of him, and the long sword roared lightly, turning into three cyan light sabers to meet him.

Seeing that the three cyan lightsabers were about to collide with the red long sword, Wang Sheng took away his sword trick and slammed into the cyan sword light without resistance. At the same time, he shouted: "I admit defeat, I admit defeat, please spare your life." ”

The Aoki disciple said secretly: "Despicable", hurriedly put away the sword technique, and drifted back.

The cyan fairy sword flew by and dissipated in the air, and Wang Sheng had rushed in front of the Aoki disciple at this time, and his staggered body was staggered, and his vicious voice sounded in the ears of the Aoki disciple: "Go to death, don't even think about leaving any of you Aoki Sect today." ”

The red light in Wang Sheng's right hand was victorious, and a palm was imprinted on the cyan light mask of the Aoki disciple, and the light mask cracked with a bang, turning into a point of light and floating in the air, and Wang Sheng's right hand slammed into the body of the Aoki disciple. The same scene is repeated.

The Aoki disciple who was hit screamed miserably, his eyes were closed, and his mouth spurted blood and fell towards the audience. Dodged and picked up the disciple who was like a gossamer, and his spiritual sense was swept away, and he was seriously injured.

Li Fengchun's whole body was full of blue light, and his spiritual power surged to Aoki's disciples, hanging his life first. At this moment, the head of the Xuanwu Sect glanced at his disciples.

"Xuanwu Sect disciple Cao Wu practiced qi at the ninth level, please teach Aoki Sect Taoist friends." A Xuanwu disciple ascended to the stage.

A disciple of Aoki's face turned red, and without waiting for the head to speak, he flew up to the stage angrily: "Please advise." ”

As soon as the words fell, Cao Wu raised his hands, the thick yellow light between his hands lit up, the blue muscles on his face burst out, he took a deep breath, and his hands suddenly slammed into the ring.

With a bang, when the ring shook, I saw a yellow array on the ground covering the Aoki disciples, and the hands that were pressed on the ring, the yellow spiritual power rushed forward like thunder and lightning, tightly wrapping around his feet.

Aoki's disciple's face changed greatly, and he shouted violently, his whole body was covered with blue light, and the cyan light shield protected his whole body, and a flying sword blue light slashed towards the lightning chain that entangled his feet, and he kicked his feet, and he wanted to break free.

It's just that Cao Wu has already been prepared, and he has no intention of calculating, and as soon as the yellow formation appeared, the golden light shone brightly, and he sucked the Qingmen disciples fiercely.

The yellow spiritual power between the formations condensed into a light thorn, stabbing fiercely at the Aoki disciple in the air, seeing that he couldn't resist, he had to increase the output of the shield's spiritual power, and shouted at the same time: "I admit defeat." ”

It's just that Cao Wu didn't care about it, as if he didn't hear it, the spiritual power light shield shook, and with a bang, it turned into bursts of cyan light and dissipated, and the spiritual power thorn pierced directly from the soles of his feet to the root of his thighs, and then slowly disappeared.

With a sneer, his body turned into an afterimage, his right hand clenched into a fist, and the yellow spiritual power condensed into a small sun, which smashed violently against the dantian of Aoki's disciple.

Brother Aoki snorted, ignoring the injury, his eyes flashed with cold light, he moved slightly, the blue light in his right hand gathered, and he punched Cao Wu like lightning.

There was a sound of bones shattering, and his right arm hung down as if he were boneless, and the tremendous force generated by his fists directly knocked Aoki's disciple out of the ring like a broken puppet.

All the disciples were stunned, and they all looked up to check the injuries of their fellow disciples, and another one was seriously injured.

The head of the house sat on the couch, and the head of the plain woman, Bai Susu, frowned, and slowly swept over the heads of the Taihua and Xuanwu factions:

"What do you two want?"

"Revenge. Can't see it? Liu Lu sneered.

"Eliminate harm for the people." Wu Dalang, the head of Xuanwu, didn't care.

"Eliminate harm for the people? It's really ridiculous, what Taihuamen did, I have heard about it in the snowy region, it's really ridiculous. Bai Susu sneered.

"You'd better be nosy, you amateurs, it's none of your business today." Liu Lu flicked his sleeves and said on his back.

"You threaten me." Bai Susu said coldly.

"So what?" Wu Dalang's already born thief eyebrows and rat eyes just stared at Bai Susu's chest, licked his lips and said obscenely. Bai Suqiao's face was frosty, and her body turned into a spiritual light and rushed straight to the ring.

"Wu Dalang, you old horseman, dwarf melon, old turtle, dare to come down and fight." When everyone outside the audience heard this, they burst into laughter.

"Why don't you dare, stinky girls, I'm really afraid of you." As he spoke, a yellow light flashed and appeared in the ring.

I saw Bai Sufeng's eyebrows frowning slightly, her eyes were cold and electric, and her lips were pursed. The cold wind in the ring suddenly rose, the snowflakes were one after another, the green silk was scattered, and a white gauze robe floated without wind, and the fairy of the Moon Palace descended to the dust, which was absolutely beautiful.

Everyone was all disappointed by Bai Susu's beauty, and they were stupid and speechless.

Nawu Dalang's eyes were wide open, like copper bells, without blinking, and a piece of crystal flowed from the corner of his mouth. Snowflakes poured in the cold wind, and a chill woke him up.

With a low shout, the yellow light in the dantian shone brightly, and an earth-colored shield spirit weapon Xuan Turtle Shield appeared, slowly rotating around him.

sneered: "Look how I smashed your turtle shell today." As he spoke, more snowflakes fell in the ring.

A transparent ice sword slowly condensed out, and the scattered cold air seemed to make the space fluctuate, stretching out his hand, the ice sword came out of the sheath, and stabbed straight towards Wu Dalang's eyebrows.