Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Killing of the Quartet (2)
Gu Ye took a few steps back, took out the Emperor Qing Sword in the ring, and after dodging Li Yuntian's blow, it landed on the latter's head.
The middle-aged man announced the winner: "Gu Ye wins." ”
Another victory, which made those people in the audience a little restless, what they didn't expect was that this Gu Ye was so powerful, how could they not have heard of this name before, it seemed to be a freshman. What's even more shocking is that this newborn cultivator seems to only have the True Yuan Realm Consummation, but the actual combat power is terrifying.
What they are thinking about now is not to show their names in the next draw, otherwise, with their kind of cultivation, they will not stuff his teeth. It seems that this ordinary disciple named Gu Ye is going to turn over! I have to say that the combat effectiveness of others is very terrifying.
A hideous face in the audience stared at Gu Ye deadly, he looked at Gu Ye who had won a glorious victory on the stage, and was so angry that he smashed his fist on the stone pillar next to him, and blood flowed down the stone pillar, "Gu Ye, I want you to die." ”
Gu Ye on the stage didn't see Shen Qing who was crazy below, that's right, this man was Shen Qing. He was now immersed in the comprehension just now, he could feel that the barrier in his body had cracked a few points, and with a few more realizations, he was sure that he could break through to the Dongyuan Realm.
The middle-aged man attracted the big ding as usual, turned his palm, and then grabbed the void, and a beam of light rolled out with a person's spirit imprint. The man stretched out his hand to catch it, looked at the name on the imprint of his eyes, smiled, and said, "In the third game, Gu Ye guarded and fought against Zhou Tong." ”
Hearing this name, some people immediately sneered and made a good look.
Xiao Xuelin clenched his fists nervously, he glanced at Gu Ye who was calm and unhurried on the stage worriedly, and lowered his hand fiercely. As a living treasure-level figure in Lingxiao Academy, he naturally knows who this Zhou Tong is, and the previous Li Yuntian is not half of this Zhou Tong at all. Zhou Tong, as an old ordinary disciple, in the last promotion competition, just because of bad luck, he met a very powerful existence, and lost the game in the ninth game, but this does not mean that Zhou Tong's strength is not good, but because of this incident, this Zhou Tong has worked hard to cultivate over the years, and has already reached the middle stage of the Dongyuan, and the realm is stable, he is a powerful enemy.
Looking sideways at Xiao Xuelin, who was worried about him, the corners of Gu Ye's mouth twitched, and he muttered, "You don't believe me like that." ”
"Drink" A loud cheer sounded from the audience, and a figure appeared in the ring, after this person landed, it stirred up a large cloud of dust, and only after the man got up, did he see his face clearly.
Zhou Tong's body was huge, his muscles were strong, and there was a deep or shallow scar on the left side of his face, about three inches long, and he carried a blunt sword behind his back, as if this was his weapon.
"Boy, if you don't want to break your hands and feet for a while, take the initiative to go down and give this ring to Lao Tzu. ”
After seeing Gu Ye clearly, Zhou Tong roared wildly, causing everyone's ears to roar, he pointed at the former, looked at it with taste, raised his chin high, and there was a provocative look in his eyes.
"If you're afraid of losing, hurry down!" The ordinary disciples in the audience also followed suit, and their voices were very high-pitched, even if they were in the sky from the viewing seats.
"Boy, dare to fight with Zhou Tong, be careful of your life, haha. ”
At this time, the audience was already in chaos, shouting and scolding, and the shouts were overwhelming. People who don't know still think that Gu Ye has done something heinous!
"Not wanting to fight is like winning, it's a joke. Gu Ye sneered, this Zhou Tong is too arrogant!
"I like the way you look, to be honest, if it goes on like this, I look down on you, but you give up your complete chance. After saying this, Zhou Tong's momentum grew suddenly, and a faint green light flashed from Zhou Tong's eyes, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a circle of playfulness.
Gu Ye let out a sigh, and the Yuan Force in his body also rioted, and the momentum around his body reached a pole in an instant, and a dazzling red light spread around Gu Ye's body.
"Take your life"
"Drink"
The figures of Gu Ye and Zhou Tong soared into the sky almost at the same time, and a majestic Yuan Force turned into a torrent around them, and roared out in the next moment, like a long dragon breaking through the sky.
The Emperor Qing Sword met the blunt sword, rubbing sparks, this is a swordsmanship duel, but what is the use of that blunt sword!
In the next second, Gu Ye knew the purpose of this blunt sword, and saw that when his Emperor Qing Sword came into contact with the blunt sword, it seemed to be imprisoned, but as soon as he let go of the blunt sword, the Yuan Force was filled with the Emperor Qing Sword again, but the Yuan Power that reappeared came out of Gu Ye's body.
This is devouring
This sword actually has the effect of devouring, no wonder so many people are defeated in his hands, as long as it is not absolutely crushed, he is already invincible.
"The sword is good, but it's a pity that his master can't. When the words fell, Zhou Tong's body moved, and it turned into a streamer, flashing behind Gu Ye, and after slapping his palm, he took a few steps back, and did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but chose to retreat, did he let Gu Ye go?
No, that's not how Zhou Tong thinks. He's going to play tricks on this arrogant kid slowly.
Gu Ye also stabilized his body, his throat was sweet, he knew that it was blood, but he still swallowed it. The power of this palm should not be underestimated.
Seeing Gu Ye fall into the disadvantage, Xiahou Yan also covered his mouth in a panic, his brother was going to lose...
Zhou Tong's figure disappeared, and the next moment he appeared behind Gu Ye.
Poof!
In this short moment, Zhou Tong had already shot one after another, and every time he shot, he only injured Gu Ye with a blood line, as if he was humiliating Gu Ye.
Gu Ye could only defend passively, and the palm just now had already made his Yuan Force shock, waiting for him to appease the Yuan Force in his body.
Bang!
With Zhou Tong's palm, Gu Ye flew out upside down, spitting blood out of his mouth.
"I'll just say that the two are not of the same level. Gu Ye has been pressed and beaten, which naturally aroused the arrogant smiles of some people.
Holding his chest, Gu Ye took a few steps back, and the blood dripped on the ring, but it was even more like a drop in Xiahou Yan's heart.
Xiahou Yan covered his eyes, as if he couldn't see Gu Ye's injury like this, but he opened his eyes worriedly and looked at the latter.
After Gu Ye spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, the pain of the Yuan vein was like tearing, but he still took it.
His eagle-eyed eyes stared at Zhou Tong, his palm wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and after he let out a long breath, he re-grasped the Emperor Qing Sword.
He was looking for an opportunity, one that would be enough to kill Zhou Tong with one blow.