Chapter Seventy-Six: Transforming Swordsmanship (II)

Wang Jingnan's hand was tightly clenched on the armrest of the seat, his face was not as calm as he was at the beginning, and Li Hu's performance had exceeded his expectations. He originally thought that even if Li Hu had some ability, he would be able to solve the battle within ten moves, but now the two of them have fought dozens of moves over and over again, but there is no sign of victory or defeat.

"Sword splitting mountains and rivers!" Chang Sheng also became a little impatient, and he shouted softly, and the long sword in his hand made a terrible sound of breaking the sky, slashing diagonally from the upper right to the lower left. This is the trick of the sword sect, no matter how the opponent responds to dodge, there are many back hands, this move he no longer left his hand, the whole body strength is used, the sword is as long as two zhang, the invisible sword qi is splashed everywhere, and the wood chips on the wooden ring are constantly flying, if this move is not avoidable by Li Hu, I am afraid that even life will be in danger.

Wang Jingnan stood up in the stands, the first rule of this competition is not to hurt the opponent's life, at this moment Chang Sheng actually used such a move, and he was also confused. looked at Yi Yunfei with some apologetic eyes, ready to meet Yi Yunfei's questioning, but found that Yi Yunfei didn't look at him at all, still looking at the battle with a smile on his face.

There is no retreat, Li Hu strides forward, his body is like a mountain, and every step falls, the whole ring seems to be shaking. Although Li Hu's every move and style has no beauty, his momentum is very amazing, between the strides of his feet, his body has turned into a phantom, and the people in the audience can't see it clearly, even Chang Sheng on the stage found that Li Hu's figure couldn't be seen clearly in the blink of an eye.

"Smack!" The energy shook, and the dust on the ring was centered on the two of them, rolling in all directions in a ring. After the dust cleared, everyone could see clearly that the two were frozen in the center of the ring, Li Hu slammed one fist on the hilt of Chang Sheng's sword, and the other hand clenched into a fist and thought that Chang Sheng's chest slammed down.

The long sword had no room to slow down, and Chang Sheng had no choice but to clench his fist with his left hand and meet the iron fist that Li Hu blasted out.

"Boom!" The two fists touched in the air, this time Li Hu didn't keep his hand, he had cultivated the [Natal Yansheng Refining Body Sutra] for a long time, his strength was extremely huge, and after two soft sounds, the Changsheng knuckle was really broken this time.

A hint of horror flashed in Chang Sheng's eyes, and his body quickly retreated backwards.

This time, Li Hu did not give up the opportunity to pursue. His usual fighting style is fierce and aggressive, and he often wins this retreat, which just fits his thoughts. Unrelentingly, he stepped forward, his legs continued to pull out like whips, and before the figure of Chang Sheng's dodge could stand firm, he quickly pounced on it.

The noisy audience under the ring has been silent at the moment, and many people are rubbing their eyes vigorously, always feeling that the identities of the two chasing and fleeing have been knocked down. In their hearts, it is impossible to lose to Li Hu with constant victory, one is a famous sword to open the sky, and the other is an unknown person in a small sect that rises like a nouveau riche. It seems unlikely that this is the case.

"How can this be?" Even the four sect masters in the stands all stood up in unison, looking at the one-sided battle in the ring, with a look of disbelief.

Chang Sheng had no chance to fight back at this time, and the rhythm of the battle was completely in the hands of Li Hu, who had become a sharp weapon for attacking all over his body, punching, kicking, kneeling and elbows, and the offensive was like a raging storm.

Chang Sheng, who was constantly regressing, looked at Li Hu in disbelief, and at this moment, Li Hu's bright eyes also happened to look at him. Although Li Hu's face was as calm as water at the moment, without the slightest emotion, Chang Sheng clearly saw a trace of abuse in his eyes.

"Impossible, absolutely not allowed, I am a generation of Tianjiao of the Famous Sword Sect, how could I lose in the hands of such a hillbilly!" Chang Sheng seemed to see the mocking eyes of the audience in the audience, and seemed to hear Wang Jingnan's angry roar in his ears, as if he saw his fellow disciples pointing behind him. His eyes changed from doubts to calm, and then from calm to crazy, a stream of blood rushed straight to the top of his head, and he swung a sword forward with all the strength of his body, and after suspending Li Hu's attack, his face showed a decisive look, and the long sword stretched out straight above his head!

"Transform into a sword!" Chang Sheng looked up to the sky like a crazy shout, and his voice came out from afar.

When the sound appeared, the faces of the famous Sword Sect disciples in the audience all changed drastically, and even Wang Jingnan on the stage could no longer maintain the demeanor of the sect master, and his body rushed towards the ring like a puff of green smoke.

"No! This battle famous sword sect admits defeat!" The person was still in the air, and Wang Jingnan's voice had already spread in all directions like his thunder. Hearing this voice, the people of Yi Yunzong, who were originally going to stop it, and the five referees in the ring, instinctively stopped what they were doing.

However, it was too late. Although its attack power is very terrifying, it has an extremely heavy price, and this price is that after using this technique, the strength of the whole body will increase rapidly in a short period of time, but it will also be burned out in this short period of time. If you want to resume cultivation in the future, you can only start from scratch.

In order to cultivate Chang Sheng, the Famous Sword Sect didn't know how many resources and mental strength it had used, how could Wang Jingnan be willing to consume a genius disciple in such a competition? But what if he was not willing to do it? The [Transformation Sword Technique] was launched extremely quickly, and the work was completed in two or three blinks of an eye.

Wang Jingnan, who was in mid-air, saw the abnormal flushing on Chang Sheng's face, knowing that it was too late, his breath was stagnant, his body fluttered and fell to the ground like a dead leaf, his complexion changed miserably, and he instantly seemed to be a teenager old, and he turned around and walked towards the edge of the ring with trembling eyes, looking straight at Chang Sheng on the stage, muttering to himself, and he didn't know what he was talking about.

"Li Hu, be careful!" Yi Yunfei has been paying attention to the dynamics here, seeing Wang Jingnan's movements, he knows that this battle cannot be ended, and reminded loudly.

When Li Hu heard Chang Sheng's chanting, his body was already retreating rapidly, and his reaction was also dissatisfied, and he kept holding the seal in his hand, and the speed of the gesture change was very fast, if those who knew could see at a glance that the seal he formed at this moment was actually the seal of the Fire Cloud Sect's Zhenzong Gong Method [True Fire Burning Heaven Decision].

In order to improve the strength of the sect, Yi Yunfei has always been generous, and the incomplete exercises collected from the Backing Mountain Sect are naturally needless to say, including those exercises that were later obtained from the Huoyun Sect, the Jinyang Sect, the Miyue Sect, and the Yunlan Sect, all of which have been specially established to store the library and be managed by a special person. The core disciples of the sect can choose exercises to practice at will, and other disciples can also exchange these exercises for cultivation if they reach the contribution points.

Li Hu is the leader of the Golden Tiger Guard, and he has followed Yi Yunzong for such a long time, so he is naturally one of the most core people, and under Yi Yunfei's guidance, he also began to cultivate the [True Fire Burning Heaven Decision] early Yes, this exercise can improve the strength in a short period of time, although there will be a few days of weakness after that, but compared to other similar exercises, it is already too much stronger, this exercise does not need to consume potential at all, and there is no hidden danger after the weakness period is over, and it is no wonder that the Huoyun Sect was regarded as a Zhenzong mastery at the beginning, and only a few people were able to cultivate.

"Six, five, four!" Yi Yunfei silently counted down Li Hu's seal, and his heart was also raised, the constant victory after the [Transformation Sword Technique] was launched, and the speed had increased more than three times compared to Fang Cai, and he rushed towards Li Hu like a cloud of green smoke, and there was no sound between the swings of the long sword, but there was a strange shock, making everyone watching the battle around feel the roar in their ears, this kind of power has exceeded the understanding of most people.

"This is the power of Tongxuan!" Yi Yunfei's eyes froze, and the palm that Yin Xiuyuan waved lightly that day sounded, the strong wind was blowing, but it was actually terrifying, but it was the same as Chang Sheng's sword, there was no sound.

"Hurry, three, two!" Yi Yunfei's palms were sweating, he didn't care about winning or losing the battle, but the safety of every disciple of Yi Yunzong was the thing he was most concerned about, at this moment, Chang Sheng launched the [Incarnate Swordsmanship], Li Hu didn't even have a chance to surrender and escape, and could only hope for the [True Fire Burning Heaven Technique].

"One!" When Yi Yunfei lightly spit out the last number, Li Hu's magic trick was finally finished, and Chang Sheng's figure was only three steps away from Li Hu.

"[True Fire Burning Heaven Decision], I hope you won't let me down!" Yi Yunfei sat on the seat behind him a little weakly, praying in his heart.