Cheng Ling continued to increase the frequency of attacks, and Long Zehai retreated one after another, insisting on the tea time, and could no longer resist. The arm was shaken so that Zhenyuan couldn't run smoothly, and he couldn't form an effective counterattack at all. Seizing the flaw of the moment, the dragon chant sword turned, and the hilt of the sword slammed into his chest.

Long Zehai spurted out a mouthful of blood, and was knocked out of the ring, winning ninety-five consecutive victories!

Cheng Ling's divine sense swept over, Jiao Shao's face became even more gloomy, only to see his lips squirming, and he didn't know what to say, a monk beside him jumped into the ring and said loudly: "East China Sea Dragon Palace, come and challenge!"

Cheng Ling glanced at Jiao Shao in the distance, and saw a wisp of murderous intent flashing in the other party's eyes. I am also angry in my heart, East China Sea Dragon Palace, since you are stubborn, then let me destroy you completely!

Cang Yu was tall and full of muscles, and he knew at a glance that he was a body refining cultivator. didn't wait for Cheng Ling to speak, and shot first after jumping into the ring. The hands are yin and yang, and the blood between the two palms is shrouded, as if forming a blood-colored vortex.

Cheng Ling looked at it for a while, isn't this the Blood Sea Divine Palm that Bian Xuesha is good at? This is interesting, I didn't expect the disciples of the East China Sea Dragon Palace to be too, obviously there is an inextricable connection between the Blood Sea Sect and the East China Sea Dragon Palace.

Although Cangyu's cultivation is not as high as the side blood, it is still the pinnacle of integration. But the Blood Sea Divine Palm that could be cast in his hand was more exquisite than the side blood, and the palm power was mellow, and each palm could attract the surrounding heaven and earth aura, making the moves that were struck several times more powerful than the original.

just ran into Cheng Ling, he deserved to be unlucky. Back then, in the realm of the late stage of distraction, he was able to resist the attack of the side blood, and finally killed it, and naturally studied the essence of the blood sea god palm, one move and one style, and it was not damaged at all.

He was not in a hurry to attack, the Blood Sea Divine Palm performed even better in Cangyu's hands, and it was even more difficult to catch the flaws in it. It's just that with previous combat experience, the palm technique is not a big threat to you, you can dodge in advance, and when the flaw appears, you will be killed with one blow!

The two fought fiercely in the ring, but Cheng Ling only gave in to the situation, and there was no grandeur in the previous games.

The old man surnamed Wu stood on the window edge of the VIP room, watching the battle in the ring, his brows furrowed slightly, and asked, "What's the matter, it's completely different from his previous fighting style." Also, do any of you know if there is any contradiction between the East China Sea Dragon Palace and him, and why is it that people from there have been several consecutive shots?"

"Maybe he wants to recover the consumed true yuan in the battle, although he defeated Feng Yanran and Long Zehai, after all, he is also a disciple of the big forces, and the loss of true yuan must be very large. Now only defending and not attacking, it must be preparing for the battle that follows. ”

Another old man added: "Old Wu, according to the news, Cheng Ling snatched several treasures at the auction before, among which there were some conflicts with Nangong Hao and Jiao Shao, and now that Nangong Hao has been defeated, presumably Jiao Shao will also play." Now let the junior disciples who are later in the ranking play first, it should be to consume Cheng Ling's true yuan. ”

Wu Lao frowned, agreed with the two of them, and after a while, he asked, "Do you think that if he fights Jiao Shao, who will win or lose?"

The two were silent, secretly comparing in their hearts, and they couldn't tell the truth for a while. A middle-aged monk who had been standing beside them said, "Cheng Ling's swordsmanship is indeed very amazing, but I think Jiao Shao is slightly better!"

Another middle-aged man said, "Old Wu, I."

I feel that the two are about the same, the key is to grasp the fighter, and everyone has the possibility of winning. ”

"Oh, tell me your reasons!"

The one who supported the draw said: "Cheng Ling defeated Ziqian, this is an obvious explanation. I asked Ziqian about his feelings about the battle before, and he once said that Cheng Ling's strength was still hidden, and he must have known that he would have to face Jiao Shao in the end, so he didn't use all his strength. ”

"Therefore, Elder Wu, I think that since Ziqian can be defeated by hidden strength, the combat power between Jiao Shao and Jiao Shao should be between the two Zhong, and anyone can win. ”

Wu Lao nodded silently, did not make a conclusion, looked at the other and asked, "What do you think?"

Another middle-aged man who supported Jiao Shao said: "I think so, Cheng Ling's strength is very strong, but Jiao Shao is the body of a demon beast after all, and the true yuan in his body is far better than that of ordinary humans, plus Cheng Ling has fought several battles in a row, and there is a gap in the flesh, I think Jiao Shao has a greater chance of winning!"

Wu Lao was silent, and after a long time, he asked, "Where is the night boy now?"

Everyone was stunned, they naturally knew who the night boy Wu Lao was talking about. It is the core disciple of the Shura Sword Sect ranked first, Night Shura, whose combat power ranks among the top among the disciples of the nine major forces, could it be that Wu Lao wants to let Night Shura challenge Cheng Ling?

This is also too incredible, in their eyes, there is still a big distance between Cheng Ling's strength and Night Shura. One of the old men couldn't help but ask, "Elder Wu, do you want to let Night Shura take on the challenge?"

Wu Lao shook his head slowly, and said: "Let him make a move, drag Jiao Shao, Cheng Ling's son must be inextricably linked with the Sword Pavilion, we can't let him have too much conflict with the East China Sea Dragon Palace, the time is not right!"

Everyone suddenly realized that if Cheng Ling really faced Shangjiao, no matter who lost or won, the grudge with the East China Sea Dragon Palace could not be resolved at all. Wu Lao's move was to protect Cheng Ling and let him avoid a greater conflict with the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea prematurely.

One of them nodded slightly, walked out of the VIP room, and left!

In the ring, the battle between Cheng Ling and Cang Yu continued, and nearly half an hour had passed. Cheng Ling has always been in a defensive state, and the audience was thrilled to watch, and every time Cang Yu made a move, he secretly pinched a cold sweat for him.

If he didn't take the initiative to attack for such a long time, could it be that Cang Yu was really so powerful that Cheng Ling's true yuan should have consumed too much.

Only Cheng Ling himself knows that he has been waiting for an opportunity. Cang Yu is more and more energetic, originally for Cheng Ling, there is still a trace of scruples, although his combat power is higher than Xiang Tianwen and Long Zehai, but the difference is not big.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he came on the field, the Blood Sea God Palm was displayed, and Cheng Ling had no power to fight back at all, just blindly dodged, which increased his momentum even more. Played the palm technique to the fullest, half an hour passed, and while his heart was happy, he was also secretly surprised at Cheng Ling's persistence, and he had dodged for so long, and he didn't hit once.

Jiao Shao stood in the distance, and when he saw the situation in the ring, he was also suspicious. According to the strength shown by Cheng Ling, it shouldn't be like this, and the general face is definitely defeated, but at the moment, it seems that he has the upper hand and has the posture of winning in one fell swoop. Could it be that the kid is running out of donkey skills?

The Blood Sea God Palm was about to run out, and just as Cang Yu was in high spirits and ready to make another killing move, Cheng Ling's eyes burst with dazzling light. Exactly now!

The flaw that I had been waiting for finally appeared, and the two palms switched, and in an instant, a flaw was revealed!

Cheng Ling jumped up, the dragon sword slashed downward, stabbed a sword in the center, and the next moment, the figure moved up a few feet, came to the top of Cangyu's head, and slashed down towards Cangyu with a heavy sword!

The old man surnamed Wu's pupils shrank, and he shouted in a lost voice: "Three Absolute Slashes! How could he have a long-lost sword move, it must be inseparable from the Sword Pavilion." What about Xiao Ye? If the notice arrives, he must be asked to stop Jiao Shao!"

"Elder Wu, I'll be there in Rome at night!"

Wu Lao breathed a sigh of relief, and his eyes were even more focused on Cheng Ling.

This sword is the sword technique that Cheng Ling obtained from the secret realm of the sword mound, and millions of sword spirits have used it, and now at a critical juncture, he used it.

Cang Yu was shocked, only feeling that his whole body was shrouded by the opponent's sword momentum, and the upper, middle and lower three roads were all threatened, and he didn't know which move to resist. In desperation, he could only gather all his true essence into his palms, draw a huge circle of light, and envelop his body!

Snort!

The current two swords were blocked by the blood-colored aperture, but the aperture was also drawn a huge gap, the defense was slightly weaker, and the sword cut off at the head was even more unstoppable, a brilliant sword light flashed, as if cutting a watermelon, the blood-red defensive light shield was divided in half, and a very small blood light fell straight from Cangyu's forehead to his feet.

"Poof!"

Cang Yu spurted out a mouthful of blood, staggered back, and fell heavily in the ring, breathing like a gossamer, unable to move!

Zhao Deming jumped into the ring and glanced at it, knowing that he was hit hard by Cheng Ling's sword qi, although he was seriously injured, his life was not hindered, and he must have left some strength. He immediately announced: "In this battle, Cheng Ling wins!"

Jiao Shao shouted angrily and scolded: "Damn, second junior brother, it's your turn, give me all the strength to use, at least consume half of his true yuan!"

The monk beside him had no choice but to jump into the ring and shouted at Cheng Ling: "Zhou Yan of the East China Sea Dragon Palace, come and challenge!"

"Come on!"

Cheng Ling's tongue bloomed with spring thunder, screamed, and rushed towards Zhou Yan.

Zhao Deming hurriedly grabbed the cangqi on the ground and dodged away!

Zhou Yan's weapon is a silver spear, the spear is like a dragon, pointing, sweeping, splitting, and blocking at your fingertips, the basic skills are very solid, and the skills are also very powerful.

Cheng Ling's spirits perked up, the same spear, Zhou Yan and Nangong Hao's styles were completely different. One is based on light skills, and the other is dominated by domineering and strength. The two have their own strengths, and some of them are promising, and if they want to win in a short time, they can only use all their strength.

No longer hesitating, ninety percent of the sword intent, one thousandth of the sword momentum, and the sword dao realm were raised to the third layer, and they broke out with all their might. The dragon sword in his hand is like a cow, an antelope hangs its horns, and it is like a seal, and it is killed by the sword of the opponent's silver dragon.

This is the first time he has exposed the third layer of the kendo realm, and so far in the battle, it has come to the ninety-seventh game, and there are only three games left, and he can get a hundred consecutive victories. But in the next three games, all the disciples of the East China Sea Dragon Palace stepped forward to challenge, and it was obviously just arranged by Jiao Shao.

In doing so, it is obvious that the other party intends to consume his true yuan as much as possible, and then defeat himself in one fell swoop in the last hundredth game. He definitely didn't want this, now that the consumption of the sword yuan has reached thirty percent, the remaining three opponents must not be delayed any longer, and they must be defeated as soon as possible!