Volume 2 Chapter 224 Descendants of the Battle Holy Land
"What kind of monster is this?" Some Immortal Sect disciples exclaimed, clearly feeling that they couldn't even bear the aftermath of this battle.
Many people who are closer to the ring can feel a cold wind, which is suppressed invisibly.
The most worrying thing is that those two guys exchanged punches for punches, and their bodies could accept such a violent impact without changing their faces.
The battle intent in Yang Yao's eyes became more and more intense, and he thought that this attack would be a one-sided situation as before, but Chen Sheng was not only able to withstand his attack, but even punched with a force that was not weaker than himself.
Chen Sheng couldn't see the expression on his face, but his heart was not calm, at this moment of fighting, he was almost sure that Yang Yao would inherit an extremely strong method of refining the body.
"If you fight like this, you will definitely lose, and you are still unwilling to use your true skills?" Yang Yao's tone was calm, although Chen Sheng's physical strength was not weak, he thought that the final winner would definitely be himself.
And according to some of the information revealed by Wei Kun, this young man who can make him look at one or two obviously has more than this ability.
Someone who can make a Yuan Infant Monk jealous shouldn't be so simple.
Therefore, Yang Yao didn't mind leaving some strength under his subordinates, so that he could see Chen Sheng's methods.
Chen Sheng chuckled, "You think I'll lose?"
He shook his head and muttered, "Not necessarily!"
Suddenly, the youthful aura in everyone's eyes changed, and a faint gray halo appeared at the clenched left fist, which was indescribably hazy and strange.
The moment Yang Yao's halo appeared, his eyes became fierce, and a ripple appeared in his heart, he was also a powerful person in the flesh, he naturally understood what it was.
"Take this punch, and I'll fight you with all my might. Chen Sheng's face was slightly pale, condensing this offensive even now, even if he was now, he was a little reluctant.
After Yang Yao lost his mind for a short time, his gaze regained his determination, and his whole person was full of sharpness, "In this case, I will accompany you to punch each other." β
Chen Sheng was a little surprised, because Yang Yao actually gave up the extremely lethalberd, his arms shook, and then clenched his fists.
"Come on!" a gleam shot out of his eyes, and the figure of this person from the Holy Land suddenly disappeared in place.
In Chen Sheng's gaze, Yang Yao stepped through the sound wave at an extremely fast speed, as if he wanted to seize the opportunity and hit that punch directly.
The corners of his mouth curled slightly, Chen Sheng's fist pressed down, and the gray circle of light seemed to have life, smashing towards Yang Yao.
Yang Yao was obviously on guard, but he saw that his body turned around, and he actually grabbed the light cluster with his palm, extremely bold.
"I can't imagine that today's human race still has ancient cultivators. Tianjizi's sigh sounded, and his heart was very uneasy.
Seeing that Chen Sheng was surprised in his heart, Tianjizi reminded sharply: "Don't let him succeed, otherwise after today, your martial arts road will be extremely bumpy." β
Chen Sheng's heart shook slightly, and then he quickly fell and stepped towards Yang Yao.
"Only now did you react?" Yang Yao showed a solemn smile and said in a cruel voice: "It's a pity that it's too late, I'll laugh at your nascent martial arts supernatural powers." β
With that, he swung his fist at Chen Sheng, and the force of that blow was far greater than the previous fight.
The body fell from the sky, and Chen Sheng straightened up with difficulty and looked up.
Yang Yao had already succeeded, and was imprisoning the gray light cluster in his hand, looking down at Chen Sheng, with a somewhat serious look in his eyes, and said, "Your talent is good, follow me to the Holy Land to practice, and your achievements will not be low in the future." β
Seeing that Chen Sheng's gaze always stayed in his hand, Yang Yao smiled lightly: "Don't worry, if you are willing to nod your head today and become my waiter, this thing will be returned." β
"What if I don't want to?" Chen Sheng's face was calm, and his gaze was undisguised, "You are just a mysterious technique, if you really want to compete in strength, you may not be able to take this blow." β
He could naturally see that the gray light cluster was wrapped in a circle of transparent mist, and there were true element fluctuations escaping out.
"So what?" Yang Yao looked around and said indifferently: "In the cultivation world, there has always been a world of winners, how can there ever be true fairness. β
As soon as these words came out, the faces of many people watching the battle in the shadows changed slightly, and the descendants of the Holy Land of this generation were inevitably too straightforward to speak.
Chen Sheng's eyes were cold, did the person in front of him feel that he had taken his handle and was showing off his might?
"How?" Yang Yao's expression was even calmer, looking at Chen Sheng with a gaze that looked at the world, like a god, giving favors.
"Not good!" Chen Sheng exerted force under his feet, his body rushed into the air, a sword and a sword appeared in his hand, and sneered: "Take me as a slave, just by you?"
Yang Yao didn't show any annoyance, as a descendant of the Holy Land, if he wanted a follower with outstanding talent, he would hook his fingers and a large number of people would surround him.
It's just that as the opponent of the first battle in the world, he is a little curious about this young man who can cultivate the supernatural power of the flesh, that's all.
Under the gaze of countless people, Yang Yao was very decisive in crushing that supernatural power into many fragments.
Tianjizi suddenly shouted: "Shoot, how much can you get back." β
Chen Sheng immediately swept out, his sword was shining brightly, and his shot was a ruthless killing move.
Yang Yao smiled and guessed Chen Sheng's intentions, the palm of this holy land heir was erected, and a huge palm print appeared in front of him.
"Don't worry, no one here dares to touch my things, if you don't accept it, I will fight again, and if you can win, I will return it to you. β
Chen Sheng's brows furrowed, "Then it's up to you." β
With Yang Yao's strength, if he really wants to entangle, he has no time to collect the fragments of his divine powers, on the contrary, the current situation is more beneficial to Chen Sheng.
Some of the Jindan monks who were close to the ring, whether they were elders or powerhouses of the younger generation, had a strange light in their eyes, and they were obviously quite excited by those fragments.
Although they didn't know what it was, what could make Chen Sheng and Yang Yao take it so seriously would definitely not be mortal.
Wei Kun strode out, his body hovering not far from the ring, and chuckled: "This thing belongs to Brother Yang, I advise you not to do anything crooked, save your life." β
As soon as these words came out, many people present changed color, and for this young master of the Dragon Mansion, the fear in their hearts was far stronger than that of the two young men who didn't know their origins.
A small number of people who are still tenacious have also received stern admonitions from the elders in the sect, although they have not broken Yang Yao's identity, but their tone is very heavy, which is enough to curb the greed in their hearts.
Looking at this scene with satisfaction, Wei Kun's gaze swept over the fragments, even he didn't recognize what they were.
On the top of the holy mountain, Yao Xi and Lu Zhu looked into the distance together, watching the battle that started because of her, but was destined not to end because of her.
"Elder Zhu, is that person the heir of this generation of the Holy Land?" Although some news did not reach her ears, Yao Xi actually guessed in her heart.
Lu Zhu nodded with a wry smile, "I didn't expect that the heirs of this generation would actually enter the WTO at this age." β
Speaking of this, Lu Zhu looked up and found that there was a bit of a self-deprecating smile on the corner of the saint's mouth.
She said: "It seems that after so many years, Xi'er still can't get rid of the burdensome fate. β
The scene in front of her reminded Yao Xi that many years ago, she was born on an isolated island in the East China Sea and was subject to a cultivation sect close to the water tribe.
Suddenly, one day, a golden dragon broke into the island and slaughtered and swallowed the islanders, Yao Xi's parents had the hope of escaping, but in order to save her, they were unfortunately buried in the Dragon Mansion.
This is the deepest secret buried in the heart of the Holy Maiden of the Immortal Sect.
Lu Zhu let out a long sigh and said, "Let's watch the battle carefully, if Brother Chen is defeated, the old man will take the saint girl away." β
After speaking, he didn't look at Yao Xi's resentful look, his eyes fell on the battlefield from afar, and he sighed secretly in his heart, in the final analysis, Chen Sheng was brought to the Immortal Sect by him.
Above the extremely high clouds above the ring, Chen Sheng's sword was in his hand, and his eyes were extremely sharp and cold.
This Yang Yao, who claimed to be born in the Holy Land, was almost the most difficult opponent he had ever seen, and he was even better than the Dragon Palace guards.
The corners of Yang Yao's mouth pursed a nonchalant smile, his eyes fell on Chen Sheng's hand, and he said, "Give me the long knife in your hand, you can exchange it for that supernatural power fragment, how about it?"
This long knife with a low quality was able to cut through his Heaven Devouring Halberd and directly cut the origin of the flesh, although it was only an insignificant part, it was enough to move Yang Yao.
Nowadays, no one in the world can understand the power of such weapons, but he was born in the Holy Land, but he clearly knows that this thing is extremely precious, and there are few in the Holy Land.
Because of this, Yang Yao was willing to relax his tone, as long as Chen Sheng nodded and agreed, he would really do what he said, and he didn't even mind recondensing the supernatural power and returning it to Chen Sheng.
However, it was such a sure deal in his eyes, but Chen Sheng shook his head and refused.
Chen Sheng said with a smile: "Since you are a descendant of the Holy Land, don't you think it's a bit cheap to use such a crude means of attacking your heart?"
Yang Yao's eyes were slightly cold, and he relented several times, but Chen Sheng didn't give an inch, did he feel that he was a strange commodity to live in?
Although the power of the Bai family is not worse than that of the Holy Land, there are many heirs from each generation, and looking at Chen Sheng's performance, he does not want to be a descendant, and his status is far inferior to Yang Yao, and the peak of the younger generation in the Holy Land.
"Let's fight!"
Yang Yao snorted lightly, and was in no mood to say more, the halberd in his hand poked out of the clouds, and the trembling force swept away the clouds and mist for hundreds of miles.
When everyone below saw such a strange scene, they couldn't help but tremble slightly, especially the older generation.
"Do the younger generation of monks already have such strength?" sighed the old man who had not been able to advance an inch for many years, and the avenue had embarked on a dead-end road.
There are also people with sparkling eyes, most of whom are extremely talented people of the younger generation.
"It seems that it is time for the disciples to enter the world. "The great people of the various veins spread the word to each other, their status and status, they know a lot about the upcoming changes in the outside world, and the people of the Holy Land behave like this, and they don't have to hide it.
However, Yang Yao, who caused this series of thoughts, had a calm and terrifying expression, and the dark halberd in his hand stabbed forward, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth collapsed wherever he passed, and he was absorbed into it and became part of the combat power.
Chen Shengyi was not afraid, dislocated the sword, pointed at the sky with the fairy sword, and muttered softly: "Hide the moon." β
A little different color flashed in Yang Yao's eyes, and his battle intent became even hotter, and he snorted lightly, and the ghost light on the halberd was sheng.
An invisible coercion swept around Chen Sheng's body, and his eyes turned golden, which was the only result of his cultivation in the past few daysβbreaking the void pupil. Beanie boxes
This technique originated from a method of looking at qi, which was given by the ancient people, Chen Sheng has been practicing until now, and he thought that it would not be of great use, but he found that it had the ability to see through the falsehood.
In Chen Sheng's eyes, the euphorbia's momentum had been slowed down a lot, and there were countless small spiritual energy vortices around it, devouring and transforming spiritual energy.
"Bang. Chen Sheng stepped into the void and went straight up.
The long knife broke through the air, and was pulled by him with his mind and used as a flying sword, and the fairy sword that was better than Pinyi was held in his hand.
The blade of the sword pressed against the tip of the halberd, the corners of Chen Sheng's mouth raised slightly, and the exercises in his body were driven at full speed, swallowing the aura at a terrifying speed visible to the naked eye.
Yang Yao's expression changed slightly, "Are you crazy?"
"It's because you're crazy that you dare to hold up so much in front of me. Chen Sheng laughed, and with the operation of the innate power in his body, the light on the dark halberd gradually dimmed, and it cracked inch by inch under the edge of the fairy sword.
Yang Yao retreated in lightning, dispersed the halberd on his own, and stared at Chen Shengdao: "You can actually see through my spells, and I am more interested in you." β
The halberd in his hand was not a physical object, but a heavy treasure Dao intent in the Holy Land, which was formed by the magic gathering the aura of heaven and earth, and he could borrow the magic weapon into a powerful one.
But even if it is only one percent, it is enough to exert its power that is not weaker than that of the immortal soldiers, but Chen Sheng's hand is not only deprived of the aura in the halberd, but also a bit of Dao will be dispersed, otherwise with Yang Yao's pride, he will never retreat easily.
This scene fell in the eyes of others, it was undoubtedly that he, the heir of the Holy Land, had fallen behind, and the look on Yang Yao's face at this moment was not good-looking, or he really had a killing intent.
Chen Sheng put away his sword and sneered: "That's why you have to kill people, the heirs of the Holy Land are so majestic." β
"It's not your turn to tell you how the Holy Land is. Yang Yao's eyes were red, and he rushed forward almost like madness, and the halberd in his hand reappeared, a half-immortal soldier forged from a strange material.
His appearance fell in Chen Sheng's eyes, but there was not much deterrence, a tall young man, carrying a short halberd in his hand, and the aura power in it was far less than before.
There are not many people who pay attention to this battle, and among them are several seniors who are standing at the top of the Yuanying Realm, and their eyes fall on the two.
A figure of the Lu family frowned, and said to the man next to him: "Family master, the legacy is dead in the hands of this person?"
The man nodded lightly and sighed, "In just a few months, this person has risen from Qi cultivation to such a realm, and this talent is really a bit terrifying. β
The old man nodded, he had met with Immortal Venerable a few times, even if it was an existence that was recognized as a fast cultivator, he might not have such a rapid momentum when he was a teenager.
What's more, looking at the current situation, Chen Sheng not only knows how to immerse himself in cultivation, but his combat methods are also not weak.
"Old Scale, can the relationship between my Lu family and him ease up a little. The man's tone was very soft, but he had an attitude that could not be ignored.
If it weren't for the fact that the old man next to him was too important, he, the head of the family, would not have opened his mouth to discuss with him, and would have generously sent someone to make friends.
Such a young man, as long as he does not die in the air, he will be an extremely terrifying existence.
The old man's eyelids were slightly raised, and he did not show obvious emotional fluctuations in the words of the head of the family, and his voice was full of vicissitudes, "Even if he wants to ease, he must be able to pass the current level, and the heirs of the Holy Land are not easy to deal with." β
The Lu family master's eyelids trembled slightly, the old man beside him was naturally qualified to say this, he had fought with a person from the Holy Land when he was young, and since then, his Dao heart has been lacking, so he has not been able to take that step so far.
"Let's hope he's okay. "It's ridiculous to say, among the Immortal Sects, the one who has the deepest enmity with Chen Sheng is the Lu family, but now this family head hopes that Chen Sheng can live safely from the bottom of his heart.
The old man glanced at him and said, "I'm afraid that if I can survive, my heart will be broken." β
The man smiled and didn't argue with the patriarch.
The old servant of the Dragon Mansion came to Wei Kun's side and whispered a few words softly, then saw Wei Kun's expression change slightly, and asked in a low voice, "There is no room for negotiation?"
Uncle Xuan's expression was slightly gloomy, and he shook his head vaguely, the people in the Holy Land were extremely domineering, and the strength of the person in charge this time was not weaker than him, so it was naturally difficult to bargain.
Wei Kun patted him on the shoulder and said softly with relief: "It's okay, as long as those conditions remain the same, the rest doesn't matter." β
Hearing this, Uncle Xuan looked at Wei Kun, and felt a little warm and relieved in his heart, it seemed that in getting along with the people of the Holy Land, this unruly little boy had been greatly sharpened.
Thinking of this, the old man looked at Chen Sheng, who was fighting against Yang Yao, and had an extremely absurd thought in his heart, could it be that the transformation of the little boy was more because of this person.
Uncle Xuan shook his head, unwilling to think about it again.
Unlike the various peaks and veins, the battlefield was extremely simple and pure.
Chen Sheng took out his sword, and from time to time there was a flying knife around, Yang Yao's halberd was sharp and fast, but most of them could not work, and some attacks that fell on the ground could not cause much damage to Chen Sheng.
On the contrary, Chen Sheng's flying knife brought him a great threat, and if he was hit, he would be taken away with a wisp of physical origin, although it was very small, but it was also a real loss.
As time passed, there were more and more blood marks on the surface of the two of them, and Yang Yao's aura gradually became violent, and his eyes slowly became fierce.
Suddenly, Chen Sheng sensed a hint of crisis and quickly retreated.
His eyes fell on Yang Yao, and he said with a solemn face: "Secret method?"
Yang Yao was originally the peak cultivator of the Jindan Realm, and at this moment, his aura was rising, and he was infinitely approaching that heavenly moat.
Chen Sheng had the heart to step forward to obstruct it, but saw that the halberd in Yang Yao's hand shattered into countless tiny fragments, speeding around his body, forming an unbreakable dome.
"That's a big deal. Chen Sheng sighed lightly, and now he could only wait for Yang Yao's secret method to be completed.
The cost of forcibly breaking into it is too great, and he does not dare and cannot gamble.
Thinking of this, Chen Sheng turned his head to look at the holy mountain.
Yao Xi stood on the top of the mountain, smiled poignantly, and said softly: "Little uncle, if you really can't beat it, remember to tell Xi'er." β
As he said this, Yao Xi stared at Chen Sheng, curled up in his wide robe and holding a sharp hand.
Chen Sheng smiled and scolded: "Little girl, say such frustrating words, aren't you afraid that your uncle will beat you?"
As soon as these words came out, many people in the Immortal Sect changed their expressions, especially those who already admired Yao Xi, and their eyes were extremely sharp when they looked at Chen Sheng.
Although they knew that they had no chance with the saint in this life, they still couldn't help the resentment in their hearts when they heard the conversation between their favorite woman and someone like 'flirting' at this moment.
Chen Sheng spread his hands, not caring about the gaze of these people, in comparison, he was even more looking forward to the battle with Yang Yao.
No matter whether he wins or loses this battle, he must leave the Immortal Sect.
If he loses, he will naturally not end well, but if he wins, some of the old monsters behind him will not let him go easily, and may even surrender his identity and make a move against Chen Sheng, a junior.
Yao Xi on the holy mountain stuck out his tongue, and was about to reply, when he saw Yang Yao walking out of the round cover, his upper clothes torn into strips of cloth, his eyes staring at Chen Sheng, and grinning: "Fight again?"
After performing the secret method, Yang Yao was able to suppress the killing intent in his heart, and his eyes were clear and profound, like a bottomless ancient well.
"I said I won't beat you and stop?" Chen Sheng sneered, recalling the long knife hanging from his waist, and it didn't do him much good to continue grinding at this moment.
Chen Sheng secretly said in his heart: "There are seniors." β
An extremely huge force poured into his body, and Chen Sheng's hands glowed with a pale yellow light, holy and cold.
"It seems that you also have some means, no wonder you can let your peers of the Immortal Sect take advantage of you. Yang Yao stepped on the void and strode forward, "Since this is the case, I don't have to think about keeping my hands, if you die today, I will send the body back to the Bai family." β
Chen Sheng's face was expressionless, "If you die, someone will collect your body for you." β
"Isn't that what you have taken advantage of. Yang Yao's eyebrows raised slightly, and his body disappeared in place.
Almost at the same time, Chen Sheng also disappeared from everyone's eyes.
The next moment, the two of them suddenly appeared, only to see Yang Yao smash his fist on Chen Sheng's shoulder, knocking him into the air, and there was also a blood mark on his left chest, which was deeply visible.
"Boy, are you good at it?" Tianjizi had a dark face, strictly speaking, Chen Sheng was using his strength at the moment, and being so inferior made the old man feel very embarrassed.
"Why don't you come?" Chen Sheng, who was falling from his body, was still in the mood to joke, he slowly stabilized his figure, looked at Yang Yao, and said with a smile: "How about a move to determine the victory?"
Yang Yao didn't think twice, "Yes!"
The two confronted each other from afar, and each began to accumulate the strongest killing move.
Tianjizi was a little worried, and said tentatively: "What you said just now...... Does it still count?"
Chen Sheng was slightly stunned, then reacted, and said angrily: "Disturb me at this critical juncture, you are not afraid of death?"
Tianjizi pursed his lips with disdain on his face, and said, "As far as your kid's mind is concerned, will you make yourself suffer?"
Chen Sheng shook his head and smiled bitterly, in fact, he really didn't have absolute certainty, Yang Yao was not an ordinary person, and his cultivation was even more than his many realms, and it was difficult to cross over.
As if sensing his emotions, Tianjizi was a little eager to try: "If you don't let me make a move, I will ensure that the kid is wiped out and there is no scum left." β
Chen Sheng rolled his eyes, he didn't have such a plan, even if he had the strength to kill Yang Yao, killing him in the Immortal Sect really didn't make his life long?
At the beginning, he was able to easily kill Lu Yifeng because there were no high-level monks, but today, I am afraid that even the god-transforming monks may exist, and there is no such opportunity.
What's more, Chen Sheng and this Yang Yao actually don't have too many grudges.
"It's just a pity that the martial arts supernatural power. Tianjizi hung his head and said a little dejectedly.
Chen Sheng smiled freely, the situation is like this today, it is difficult to leave without leaving something.
He suddenly got up, flew to the ring outside the holy mountain, and said with a light smile: "Since this battle started by the Holy Maiden, Zidang also understood it in front of the Holy Maiden. β
Yang Yao nodded heavily, "That's right." β
He stepped into the ring, his eyes flashing with thunder.