Chapter 7 The Little Fighting Festival
"Fu Yunfeng wins."
Shen Xiujin relied on a one-handed talisman and a rather subtle small thunder array to win consecutive battles, and finally lost the battle, Jiang Han looked at Shen Xiujin after announcing the opponent's victory, and praised: "Daoist friends have won four consecutive battles,
Very good, this thunder essence is a reward, and I think it can help you cultivate and improve. ”
With a finger of his hand, the thunder flashed, and a thunderbolt essence fell into Shen Xiujin's body, and he tried his best to defeat the battle, and the pale Shen Xiujin's face turned ruddy all of a sudden, and there was a faint flash of thunder and lightning on his skin and pores, and even his hair was curled up by electricity, and all of a sudden it was not only full of essence, but even overflowing.
"Thank you seniors for the reward." Shen Xiu respectfully thanked Jiang Han, and then jumped down from the fighting platform, and the fighting method was carried out again.
Seeing that Shen Xiujin had gained so many benefits, many people couldn't hold back their hearts, stood up, and wanted to go to power.
"Ah~" Suddenly a long yawn sounded, everyone was stunned, following the prestige, on the desk in the front row of the hall, a young Taoist priest in a big red Taoist robe, was holding one hand on his face, making a bored look, and said lazily: "This farce is too boring, hey, Chang Chi, you go, quickly solve that person, and behave well." ”
As he spoke, he suddenly made a gesture to the disciples who were accompanying him, and one of them walked out: "Yes, Respect the Lord's Uncle's decree." ”
"Enlighten seniors." At this time, Fu Yunfeng, who had just defeated Shen Xiujin, suddenly said: "The juniors have done their best to defeat Shen Daoyou by luck, and they are already out of strength, and they are willing to step down." ”
"Oh?" Jiang Han glanced at him and said, "Okay, although Daoyou voluntarily stepped down, it was also better than one, this magic weapon, I will reward you." In the snap of his fingers, a magic weapon fell into Fu Yunfeng's hand, Fu Yunfeng's face flashed with joy, and he hurriedly thanked him and stepped off the stage.
"Hahahaha, very good, Fu Yunfeng, you are an acquaintance." The red-robed Taoist priest was Yang Lian, the true descendant of the Tianhuo Sect, and when he heard Fu Yunfeng voluntarily stepping down, he clapped his hands and laughed: "Okay!" Now the show is finally about to officially begin, Chang Chi, you go on stage! ”
Suddenly stood up, pointed at Xu Zhuang and said, "Hey, who is that Taisuzong?" Today's battle method will be unveiled by my Tianhuo Sect and your Taisu Sect, how about it? ”
Xu Zhuang remained silent about this sudden provocation, and said lightly: "Yang Lian, this small battle meeting can't help any Daoji monk to participate, it is not a place for you to mess around." However, if you provoke me, it is not good for outsiders to think that I am too Suzong afraid of your Tianhuo faction. ”
The voice fell, and someone behind him had already stepped forward and said loudly: "Uncle Xu, disciple Li Changfeng is willing to fight." ”
This play, seeing that His Royal Highness and everyone are relishing, they never imagined that the scene would suddenly be so tense, it is the three sects and six factions, and the true legends of each Xuanmen are also playful.
"Okay." Jiang Han's gaze swept over the two parties, and he seemed to be interested, "In that case, please come to the stage." ”
The two parties did not procrastinate, and at that moment, Li Changfeng and Li Changfeng flew on stage and stood in it.
Chang Chi is as his name suggests, his hair and beard are all red, there is a faint flame beating in his eyes, and his body vaguely reveals a domineering hot breath, his expression and tone seem steady, and he arched his hand: "Tianhuo Sect Chang Chi." ”
Li Changfeng looked young, young and energetic, eager to try, as soon as Fang fell, he stretched out his hand and released a cyan flying sword, and then announced his name: "Tai Suzong, Li Changfeng!" ”
"Let's go."
I saw the two of them burst out at the same time, Chang raised his bare hands, and saw that the flames were raging, as if the spiritual power was endless, and he was about to cover the entire fighting platform in a blink of an eye, turning it into a huge fire, and at the same time, the light on his body burst out, and several magic weapons flew out at the same time, and they all hit Li Changfeng.
Li Changfeng swung his body, his body and the flying sword merged, turning into a cyan sword light, flying into the air, he was about to behead the enemy, but he saw Chang Chi suddenly erupt, the flames were rolling, and five or six magic weapons hit at the same time.
"Heavenly Fire Elixir." The moment the fighting method began, Xu Zhuang's eyes were already on Chang Chi's body, as if he was in perspective, through the skin, flesh, bones and blood, a pill that was frantically releasing medicinal power, spiritual power, and fire power appeared, "It turned out to be this method, no wonder the breath is so unstable." ”
At the same time, Jiang Han frowned, he had already noticed that this Heavenly Fire Benefit Elixir was actually a powerful and domineering elixir secretly passed down by the Heavenly Fire Sect, but it was not suitable for Dao Ji realm monks to use.
In this way, it seems that unconventional means are being used, but the disciples of Xuanmen, swallowing the elixir, don't seem to be able to find any fault, Jiang Han's mind is in a hurry, and he didn't stop this battle in the end.
But seeing in the air, a cyan sword light flew up and down, rushing left and right, under the continuous bombardment of Chang Chi's spells and magic weapons, he had to dodge, and there was no chance to counterattack.
"How can this man seem to be exhausted? With such a spell and magic weapon, there is no fatigue at all? ”
Li Changfeng felt deeply uncomfortable, and urged the sword light to fly away with all his strength, but he was limited by his own mana, and the quality of the flying sword was also very average, but he was never able to get rid of the attack from the opposite side.
I thought in my heart that two days ago, after Uncle Xu and Taixuan, the true disciples of Xuanzong decided to fight, he immediately petitioned to fight, and practiced swordsmanship diligently for the past two days, and now as soon as Fang came to power, he fell into such a difficult situation, what kind of face did he have to meet his fellow disciples and face Uncle Xu?
At that moment, he gritted his teeth again, frantically urged the flying sword, and rushed towards Chang Chi with all his strength while dodging the attack.
It's just that although Chang Chi is ferocious, he is actually calm and steady, although he relies on the magic of the elixir, but he is by no means a brainless bombardment, and he uses spells and magic weapons, which is quite well scheduled, and the offensive is continuous wave after wave, never giving the other party any chance to get closer, and for a while Li Changfeng was in a more critical situation.
Such a scene, in the eyes of the spectators, it seems that the victory or defeat is already very clear, those who don't know the inside story, there are still many surprising words, but the disciples of the Tianhuo Sect are so profound, and they actually pressed the disciples of the Taisu Sect to fight, and there were many discussions for a while.
Even the disciples behind Xu Zhuang are inevitably worried and whispering.
"Senior Brother Li looks so passive."
"What method is Chang Chi cultivating? How can the spiritual power seem to be inexhaustible? ”
Yang Lian listened to the turmoil in the hall, and was in a good mood, and couldn't help but turn his head to Xu Zhuang and said: "Xu Zhuang, it seems that the descendants of Taisuzong are not very successful, or I will spread the word to Chang Chi, so that he can save some face for your sect." ”
"Yang Lian, don't think that you have the chance to win, so you don't have to save yourself face." The old god of Xu Zhuang replied, and then he stopped speaking, and only looked at Taichung.
Although Chang Chi uses the magic of the elixir, he can spare no effort to attack continuously, if he squandered the spiritual power in one go, countless spells and magic weapons were used together, with Li Changfeng's cultivation, it was indeed difficult to resist.
But there are two sides to the matter, the transformation of elixir power into aura takes time after all, and Chang Chi's calm and steady personality also means that he lacks decisiveness.
He didn't want to gamble on the risk of giving the opposite side a respite and a chance to counterattack after attacking with all his might, so he concentrated on dispatching spells and magic weapons, and suppressed Li Changfeng with continuous offensives, which was also Li Changfeng's only chance to break the game, but Li Changfeng could not think of it, Xu Zhuang also said that it was not good.
At this time, Li Changfeng was already gradually showing fatigue, the dodge was extremely thrilling, the flying sword was shaking, Chang Chi saw the opportunity to increase the offensive, and Li Changfeng, who was pressed by various means like a storm, was out of breath.
Li Changfeng tried his best to support it, but on the other hand, he was desperate: "If I have a high-quality flying sword, or the legendary sword pill that works well, with my swordsmanship, I can get rid of his attack in an instant, and I won't be so embarrassed in close combat." ”
It's a pity that no matter how you imagine it, you can't improve your flying sword out of thin air, even if your swordsmanship is unpredictable, it's useless.
Thinking of this, it suddenly seemed to be a flash of inspiration, just hazy, Li Changfeng seemed to feel that he had caught a glimmer of life, but racking his brains, he couldn't figure out why his heart was throbbing, but he really didn't want to give up, chewing his thoughts over and over again.
"No matter how unpredictable it is, it's useless...... And then there's the unpredictable......"
"Your swordsmanship is not bad, unpredictable, and you can do it with ease." Suddenly, a voice suddenly sounded in Li Changfeng's head, Li Changfeng seemed to see the light in the dark, his heart was lifted, and a memory came to his mind.
"But in the final analysis, swordsmanship is the art of killing the enemy, and change is the form of swordsmanship, but it is not the essence of swordsmanship.
"There is a profound realm in "Taisu Intangible Sword Qi", called 'Quality Ultimate', which is about the most extreme quality, the most powerful killing power, practicing the ultimate quality, the sword qi is indestructible, cutting mountains and rivers, and omnipotent...... Do you understand? ”
Swordsmanship, the art of killing the enemy, the ultimate quality, invincible, I understand, as Uncle Xu said, I still haven't gotten rid of the form of swordsmanship, and I haven't touched the essence of swordsmanship.
As soon as he thought about this layer of truth, Li Changfeng had a decisive thought in his heart, and the sword momentum suddenly changed, as if he could no longer control it, and he couldn't dodge, so he swung his body and rushed straight towards Chang Chi.
"Huh? Is it finally the end of the crossbow? Seeing that Li Changfeng was no longer dodging, Chang Chi immediately condensed his luck and hit the spell weapon head-on, and he was about to win the game in one fell swoop.
"It's good to come!" Li Changfeng shouted, suddenly converged the sword light, the person was in the sword first, the whole body spiritual power was exhausted, supporting the protection of the magic robe, condensing a thin layer of shield light, the two were about to explode, collided together in the air, and exploded violently.
"It's over?" Chang Chi didn't expect Li Changfeng to really face all his attacks suddenly, and he still couldn't react, and suddenly his whole body stood on end, only to see the violent explosion of fireworks suddenly burst, and a cyan sword light flew out and slashed down towards him.
"Impossible......? How could he possibly cut my spell and still have the strength left? ”
Such a thought flashed in Chang Chi's mind, the flying sword had already flown to his head, and the red light of the magic robe on his body flashed, but he couldn't support it for a breath, so it broke open, and the flying sword was already about to cut off his head.