Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Formation Fails
Hearing Ouyang Hong mention Bai Yunxuan, Bai Luotian couldn't help but sigh with emotion in his heart, "Imperial Sister, I will definitely step on the peak of martial arts to meet you again!" β
Ouyang Hong took advantage of his distraction and took the lead in attacking.
His impression of Bai Luotian was still stuck on the night of the day's work and lodging a month ago.
That day, he easily used his strong internal force to crush Bai Luotian's proud "Treading Mountains and Rivers", and chased him all the way to Luo Lie's door.
At that time, Bai Luotian was so vulnerable in front of him, and he didn't think that Bai Luotian would be strong at this moment.
After all, it's only been a little over a month.
He didn't even bother to pull out the Qingshui Sword at his waist, and he only needed to make Bai Luotian kneel and beg for mercy with his bare hands.
However, even if he knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, he would not spare Bai Luotian so easily.
However, the slap in the face of reality always came so quickly, and after only three or four rounds, he was already a little overwhelmed.
"Why is this kid's speed and strength so much stronger than before?" Ouyang Hong and Bai Luotian slapped each other, and he was shocked back several steps, and he didn't give him any respite step by step, "This kid can't be a drug addict, although he only used seven layers of force, how could a mere Qi Refining Realm crush me." β
The corners of Bai Luotian's mouth hung up slightly, "It seems that Ouyang Hong hasn't used all his strength yet, I'm going to slowly force him into despair." β
The picture of him being chased and killed by Ouyang Hong all the way that night is vivid, "My true qi condensation is sixteen times that of ordinary people, if it is a simple competition of internal strength, even if it is a second-order golden body, he can fight again, before he was pressed by internal force, this time I will use internal force to win back all the losses." β
Seven layers of force.
Eight layers of force.
Nine layers of force.
Ouyang Hong continued to improve his strength in the confrontation.
Five layers of force.
Six layers of force.
Seven layers of force.
Bai Luotian was also stepping up step by step, and whenever Ouyang Hong thought that he could turn the situation around, he would be severely suppressed by him.
"Now that I have used nine layers of strength, the ordinary Qi Refining Realm has long been unable to resist, why can he still suppress me?" Ouyang Hong fell into confusion for a moment, and after a moment, a fierceness flashed in his eyes, "It seems that you can't hold back any more!" β
He drew his sword from his waist and let out a flowing humming sound.
"It's the Qing Shui Sword!" Someone in the audience exclaimed.
"The Qingshui Sword is the heirloom of the Ouyang family, the sword body is light and thin, extremely sharp, and with the Ouyang family's Xingyun Thirty-six Style, it is simply desirable, Ouyang Long defeated the martial god powerhouse across the border at the beginning, and only then became famous in a battle to create the Ouyang family that is now enough to dominate one side, it seems that Bai Luotian is going to suffer!" Another person in the audience said.
Bai Luotian also felt that Ouyang Hong's momentum had improved significantly, this clear water sword not only had its own sword qi, but also seemed to assist the user's cultivation.
Ouyang Hong's 36 styles of Xingyun and Bai Luotian's dragon marksmanship are similar in body technique, and the flowing clouds are endless.
He touched the spear behind his back, but decided to play with Ouyang Hong again.
The fierce sword qi continued to cut through Bai Luotian's clothes, forming bright red sword marks.
Bai Luotian didn't expect that his golden body protection body would not be able to completely block the opponent's sword qi.
Ouyang Hong reversed the situation with the help of the Qing Shui Sword, and then forced Bai Luotian to retreat in defeat again and again with the exquisite sword technique of Xingyun Thirty-six Style.
A fierceness flashed in his eyes, "Since you forced Ben Shao to use a stunt, then you can enjoy it!" β
The strength of Xingyun Thirty-six Style is not only in the subtlety of the swordsmanship, but also in the accumulation of damage.
Every time one more sword hits, the pain suffered by the opponent will be doubled, and if all the thirty-six swords are hit, the opponent's body will be shattered and killed, and perhaps even the formation in this ring will not be able to save it.
At this moment, Bai Luotian had already been hit by more than ten swords in his body, and he clearly noticed the changes in the wound, "Hey, the pain is actually getting stronger and stronger, as if every wound is being cut repeatedly." β
"How's that, it's not comfortable!" Ouyang Hong showed a smug smile when he saw Bai Luotian's painful expression, and the confusion that he had just been forced to be at a loss suddenly disappeared without a trace.
Swish! Swish!
After the two sword lights, there were two more wounds on Bai Luotian's body, and at the same time, all the wounds came with heart-piercing pain.
"Do you think you'll be able to win me this way?" Bai Luotian's painful face squeezed out a smile of victory, "Let you see my true strength." β
"Cut, dare to be tough when it comes to the end." Ouyang Hong's expression was full of unshavenness, "I see that you can hold on for a few more rounds." β
"Oh yes?" Bai Luotian finally took off the spear on his back and began to counterattack.
"The first type of dragon marksmanship, swimming the dragon into the water."
Bai Luotian flashed to Ouyang Hong's side, inserted a shot into his armpit, and then lifted up forcefully, raising his arms into the air.
Ouyang Hong's arms were limited and he could not continue to perform swordsmanship.
"The second type, don't use the hidden dragon."
Ouyang Hong just wanted to retreat and regain his strength, but he was overwhelmed by Bai Luotian's twisted body.
"The third style, the dragon swings its tail."
Bai Luotian rose into the air, returned to the horse and swept a shot, the tip of the spear cut through Ouyang Hong's throat, and blood gushed out, spilling all over the ring.
"Ouyang Hong is dead!" An onlooker under the ring pointed at Ouyang Hong, whose eyes were rolling in horror, and exclaimed.
"How is it possible, with the protection of the formation, who can kill people in the Shenwu ringΒ·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·" Before the words fell, Ouyang Hong was sent to the sidelines by the formation.
Everyone stepped forward to watch, but found that the wound on Ouyang Hong's neck was still bleeding and out of breath.
"Ouyang Hong is really dead!"
"The Great Protective Array has actually failed!"
"Bai Luotian of the junior yellow class killed Ouyang Hong of the junior heavenly class, go and tell the tower master."
In the noise, Bai Luotian in the ring took out the Shenwu Order casually, wiped it with his cuffs, and then read the information above, "Fifty points will be awarded for winning the base, thirty points for winning across borders, and ten points for quick winning, a total of ninety points will be awarded in this ring competition, and the balance of Martial God points will be one thousand and forty points after settlement, and the Shenwu list will rank four hundred and ninety-six." β
"Finally broke into the top 500 of the Shenwu list." Bai Luotian was satisfied with the Shenwu Order into his arms, and then was teleported to the outside of the field by the formation.
He looked at Ouyang Hong, who had died in the crowd of onlookers, and he felt a little guilty in his heart.
Although Ouyang Hong was a little arrogant, but it was not to the point where he had to die, he just wanted to teach this gentleman a good lesson, but he didn't expect the protective formation to suddenly fail, if he could have known earlier that there was a problem with the protective formation, he would not have cut Ouyang Hong's throat with the tip of his gun.
When everyone saw Bai Luotian coming out of the formation, they condemned one after another.
"Bai Luotian, why are you so ruthless?"
"You have eaten the bear's heart and leopard gall, and even the young master of the Ouyang family dares to kill it."
"If you kill Ouyang Hong, just wait for Ouyang Hong's wrath and the punishment of the sect."