"Ink dots!"

"Big Purple Thunder Slash!"

Boom

Boom, boom, boom

On the martial arts platform, the sword light is vertical and horizontal, looking in all directions, the sound of the sword cutting through the air and the roar of the collision of strength, rolling and endless.

Mo Chen and Lei Lingyun didn't have the slightest hand, and the temptation before the fight was completely abandoned, and the shot was full strength.

After all, the Nine Sects Rivalry has reached the most critical time now, and how many rewards can be obtained, and even whether or not they can get the quota to enter the Heart Refining Valley, all depends on this.

There is not much difference in the strength of the two, and between advance and retreat, no one has taken any advantage.

In the blink of an eye, more than 200 moves have passed.

Laugh at!

With a wave of the ink dust long sword, the fierce sword qi surged, smashing the oncoming purple sword rays, and then, with a shock to the arm, the long sword danced, swaying out nearly a hundred sword qi, completely blocking the front of him.

In the face of such a fierce attack, Lei Lingyun did not rush forward, his body flew backwards and retreated, and at the same time, the Lei Yan sword in his hand swung rapidly, smashing the attacking sword qi.

Seeing this, Mo Chen did not take the opportunity to pursue, but also stepped on the ground with the soles of his feet, and quickly retreated.

After withdrawing for more than ten zhang in a row, Mo Chen stopped, raised his arm, the pitch-black long sword was across his chest, and his left hand pinched a seal knot and pressed it on the blade.

"Look, it's the one that defeated Yang Wouji!"

"Ink Dust is about to take out the last hole card!"

Seeing Mo Chen's movements, the eyes of the warriors in the stands around him suddenly widened.

Han Chen leaned forward slightly, concentrating on Mo Chen.

"Mo Ling Mo Hai. Boundless!"

Mo Chen's eyes were calm, looking at Lei Lingyun, who had already smashed nearly a hundred sword qi on the opposite side, and rushed over with his sword burst, his lips opened and closed, and he spit out eight bytes.

When the voice fell, Mo Chen's body shook violently, and his face turned pale in an instant.

Snort

The qi surged, the wind swept through, and the jet-black air currents that exuded an amazing aura were like tides. Emerge from the void. However, in the blink of an eye, a radius of 100 meters has been completely filled.

Seeing this, Lei Lingyun's complexion changed, and his arms were the same. The three rays of thunder arc slashed out. Three purple lightning-like sword qi. Slice through the air and sliced into the jet-black airflow.

It's just like a mud cow entering the sea, and it doesn't react at all.

"It's useless. In this cloud of ink, my perception, speed, and strength will be improved by 300%, and this offensive will not pose the slightest threat to me. Mochen's voice came out from the jet black airflow, "Take out your hole cards, otherwise, you will definitely lose!"

"What a big breath!"

Lei Lingyun's toes were on the ground a little, and he fell, and he didn't talk nonsense, with a twist of his wrist, the Lei Yan Sword in his hand was held in his hand, and he went down vigorously and inserted it into the floor.

Then put his hands together in front of his chest, and his fingertips changed, forming a knot in an instant.

The moment the seal was completed, a terrifying and astonishing aura erupted from Lei Lingyun's body like a volcano, and purple thunder scattered in all directions, also in the blink of an eye, covering a radius of 100 meters, turning into a thunder pool.

Lei Chi appeared, and Lei Lingyun's voice also sounded from it.

"The Four Methods of Thunder Seal, Huang Thunder Seal!"

Rumble!

The thunder pool fluctuated violently, and a purple palm print the size of ten zhang rushed out, carrying a terrifying aura, expelling the air, and blasting straight into the jet-black air current.

It was as if a boulder had fallen into the surface of a lake, and the jet-black air currents fluctuated.

Whew!

The sound of the sword blade breaking through the air came out from the jet-black airflow, and listening to the sound, you can know that Mochen has three swords.

Just as the people were watching nervously, the surging jet-black air flow quickly calmed down.

A trace of surprise flashed in Lei Lingyun's eyes, Mo Chen was able to take this thunder seal, he was not surprised, after all, the strength was here, he was able to defeat Yang Wuji, and he fought with him for more than two hundred moves without losing the slightest advantage, if he couldn't even take the first thunder seal, it would be really strange!

It's just that he didn't expect that Mo Chen would take it so easily, but it was only three swords.

You must know that even Yang Wuji, Luo Rulie and others, in the face of his brilliant thunder seal, they don't dare to take it hard, let alone the three swords.

"I'm underestimating you!"

With a soft drink, Lei Lingyun no longer kept his hand, he knew that if he didn't use all his strength, it would be impossible to defeat the other party.

"Huang Lei Yin!"

"Spirit Thunder Seal!"

"Thunder Seal!"

In the thunder pool, Lei Lingyun's hands changed, and three seal knots formed in an instant.

The seal knot fell, and the true yuan in his body was instantly emptied, and his face turned pale.

And with the blessing of the true yuan, the purple thunder pool around it surged violently, turning into three palm prints, blasting the air, and swaying towards the jet-black airflow where the ink dust was.

"Mohai, tide!"

And at this moment, the voice of ink dust suddenly sounded from the jet-black airflow.

Immediately, in the frightened eyes of the people, I saw that the jet-black air current, which covered a radius of 100 meters, actually rose into the sky, like sea water, and turned into a huge wave as high as dozens of zhang, and slapped out angrily, instantly submerging the three huge purple palm prints.

Boom, boom, boom

Three deafening muffled sounds rang out from the jet-black air current.

Lei Lingyun's originally extremely pale face turned pale in an instant, he snorted, and his footsteps kicked back a few steps, and when he stopped, the corners of his mouth were already overflowing with blood.

And at this moment, I saw that the black air current, surging even more violently.

Purple thunder snakes emerged one after another, scattering on the surface of the jet-black air current.

Snort

But then, in less than half a breath, I saw a purple thunderbolt shooting out from it, like a torrential rain, piercing the jet-black air current, and there were thousands of wounds.

With a loud bang, the jet-black airflow collapsed directly, setting off a hurricane and exploding.

Looking at this scene, many people in the stands stood up from their seats with wide eyes.

Lei Lingyun was injured and retreated, obviously the three thunder seals had been broken.

And the jet-black airflow actually collapsed, indicating that although Mo Chen broke through Lei Lingyun's offensive, it was a situation of injuring the enemy by one thousand and losing eight hundred, and paid a great price.

In this way, it seems that no one has taken advantage of it.

So who wins? Is it a tie?

When Lei Lingyun and Luo Rulie fought before, it was because both of their offensives were broken by the other party, and both sides were exhausted and unable to fight again, so they were sentenced to a draw.

Could it be that this time, there will be another draw?

Sou!

At this moment, a sound of breaking the air suddenly sounded.

The strong wind tore apart, and a ragged figure appeared in front of Lei Lingyun, the sword light flashed, and the pitch-black sharp long sword was against Lei Lingyun's throat.

"You're defeated!" (To be continued......)