Chapter 140: Battle
"You lost to her?" Xue Ya felt the sense of oppression faintly emanating from Niu Xiaole's body, and a hint of surprise appeared in her calm eyes, Su Li seemed to be stronger than she imagined.
In the world of cultivating immortals, there is a special rule in the covenant between immortal cultivators, that is, the person who is about to fight can let others fight for him.
Of course, this other person can't just find a person, he must be defeated by the fighter's men, and he must win the battle, which means: If you can't even defeat my men, then don't waste my time.
Although it seems reasonable, it is more of an insult to the fighter, because it means that the fighter does not take the fighter seriously at all.
However, Xue Ya's heart did not fluctuate too much, this competition was originally unreasonable, no matter whether Su Li really couldn't come or not, it was very good that she didn't just find someone with low strength to perfunctory herself.
On the other side, hearing Xue Ya's question, Niu Xiaole pinched the spirit sword in his hand without moving, and then tilted his head and said indifferently: "Senior Sister Su is a genius, and she fought with her for more than 700 rounds, and finally lost half a move due to the exhaustion of spiritual power......
"Cut, before I could fight, I was scared by Xiao Lili and gnawed on the mud, and then I was pressed to the ground and beaten for half an hour, until finally, Xiao Lili didn't even have the slightest injury on her body except for the back of her hand being red." Yun Jin opened her mouth and directly told the "truth", talking eloquently, as if she was watching.
"I'm letting Senior Sister Su ...... after all" Niu Xiaole's tense cheeks twitched, trying to open his mouth to save what little image he had left.
However, Yun Jin waved her hand casually, and she didn't have much interest in this matter, only to see her stretch her waist lazily, and said, "Whatever, it's not too early, I still have to eat after the fight, by the way, Xiao Yaya, do you have a problem?"
Yun Jin looked at Xue Ya, Niu Xiaole also gave up struggling, and turned his head to look at Xue Ya, if Xue Ya didn't agree, this battle would naturally be abandoned, but in this way, the battle between her and Su Li was also abandoned.
Hearing this, Xue Ya shook her head, and then bowed to Niu Xiaole seriously, and said in a deep voice, "Please teach Senior Brother."
Xue Ya had been in Shaking Moon City before, and most of the people who came and went were from the family, so she didn't know Niu Xiaole, but just with the powerful aura on his body and the seemingly nonexistent sword aura, it was enough for her to be ready for battle.
"No problem, let's get started, and if you win, remember to eat." Yun Jin chuckled, then raised her hand and waved it heavily in front of her, and at the same time she raised her foot and stepped on the ground, and quickly stepped back, if she really wanted to fight, she was really not the opponent of the two of them.
As Yun Jin retreated to the side, the atmosphere on Fengyun Platform instantly became solemn.
"Senior sister, be careful." Niu Xiaole arched his hand, his expression instantly became serious, and then he raised his hand and made a move, and the spirit sword hanging on his waist shot out directly, turned around in the air, and fell into his hand, and at the same time, wisps of silver-white sword light spread out from the spirit sword and swayed into the air.
The spirit sword was the one given to him by Su Li, and he named it Chopping Wood, of course, this name Su Lin didn't know.
Chopping wood is very strong, the more he uses it, the more he likes it, so much so that the third-order spirit sword that his sister gave him can only be used as a backup in the bag, especially when chopping wood is paired with the sword move taught by Su Lin, Niu Xiaole feels that he can touch Yun Jin in the Jindan period.
"Senior brother too." Xue Ya replied, and then her peach blossom eyes became indifferent again, only to see her flick her wrist, and the imitation moon bell on it flew up instantly, floating above the wind and cloud platform, exuding a faint clear light.
Since the Shaking Moon True Monarch came out, Xue Ya's cultivation and learning are all excellent, and they are extremely suitable for her, although it is not a heaven-level exercise, but she is still confident that she will not lose to anyone, even if it is the first time she sees Su Lin, she has never had the heart of defeat.
Jingle Bell ......
The moon bell rang softly, Xue Ya took the lead in stepping on the ground, and at the same time, her small hands were clenched into fists and smashed at Niu Xiaole.
Her kendo talent is not high, so she simply specializes in fist moves, coupled with the light and flexible wind spirit root and the confusing moon bell, there are almost few in the qi refining period
Individuals can react under her attack.
However, Niu Xiaole was also worthy of his identity as the thirteenth outer gate, and quickly closed his hearing with spiritual power when the bell rang, so he only shook his head, and then quickly came to his senses, directly attracting the surrounding swords and slashing towards Xue Ya.
"That's the moon bell, this little girl is actually a descendant of the Xue family!"
"I've heard that the moon bell can affect people's Dao hearts, but why doesn't it seem to have much effect?"
"It should be that Jia Thirteen closed her hearing in advance, and the cultivation of that Xue family's descendant is a little weaker, it is estimated that her rattling moon bell can only work through sound."
"Anyway, is the sword path of the thirteenth of the Thirteen so strong? How do I feel like he has comprehended the sword intent."
"No, when will the sword stay in the void during the Qi refining period? Even if you comprehend the sword intent, you can't do it, and the thirteenth of the armor shouldn't have given birth to a divine sense yet."
"Look closely, is that the effect of that artifact?"
In the discussion of several idlers in the audience, the battle on Fengyun Platform entered a white-hot state.
I saw Xue Ya stomp her feet, and the spiritual power in the dantian burst out, lingering around her body, and forming several turquoise wind whirlwinds on her limbs, as if she was covered with a layer of spiritual wind armor.
Then Xue Ya's offensive became treacherous and ferocious, her body moved, bringing a series of afterimages, even Yun Jin couldn't keep up with her speed, and every time she punched, it was extremely heavy, in the bursts of air explosions, as if she was going to tear the space apart.
However, Niu Xiaole's strength is indeed not bad, although he was beaten by Xue Ya and kept vomiting blood and retreated, but there was no defeat at all.
The brown-yellow spiritual power covered him, like a layer of heavy armor, and while he dodged and resisted Xue Ya's fist, he kept drawing out his sword, cutting out wisps of silver-white sword rays, letting them float on the platform at will.
"Sword Array......" Looking at the swords around her, Xue Ya immediately made a decision, bit her finger and squeezed out a drop of blood, shooting it on the moon bell, and at the same time she pressed the spiritual power in the dantian into the spiritual root, and then cast a secret method to make it infinitely close to the pure wind spiritual root.
She didn't know how Niu Xiaole made the sword mang, but she probably knew Niu Xiaole's methods, so that the sword intent stayed in the void, and then turned into a sword formation to kill the enemy, which is the method of many sword cultivators to defeat the strong with the weak.
However, the formation of the sword formation takes time, so let's see who is the best player.
Xue Ya's eyes froze, and a pale cyan mark appeared on her forehead, faintly connected to heaven and earth, and then she raised her hand and waved, and a huge wind whirlwind formed in front of her.
Hooking the power of heaven and earth, this is the biggest advantage of pure spiritual roots compared to other spiritual roots.
At the same time, the rattling moon bell hanging above Xue Ya's head shook wildly, making a rapid sound, like a nightingale crying.