Chapter 701: Crooked Strikes (Page 1/1)

The monks in the stands looked like they were intoxicated, and the furious fist of Annihilation was like a storm, and Yi Xuan struggled to support it like a small boat with the Yin and Yang Pisces Plate, feeling that he would be swallowed by the storm in the next moment, all supported by an unyielding will.

The fighters cultivated in the arena are all extraordinary, and they are all good at hand-to-hand attacks, which makes Yi Xuan, who is used to attacking each other with sword tricks or spells, extremely uncomfortable, although the Yin and Yang Pisces Plate can resist the opponent's attack, but just the residual strength from above makes Yi Xuan feel exhausted, and his hands are trembling involuntarily.

Annihilation Meng launched another round of fierce attacks and then stopped, and said calmly: "Why do you have to resist desperately, you don't have to be so painful to be killed by my punch, there is a great relief between life and death!"

Yi Xuan replied angrily: "There is a great relief, you can end yourself by yourself!"

"No, no, no, I have to end up in the boundless sea of suffering, and I can't be freed, so I must borrow the hands of others to get over!"

"Then you can stand still and let me kill you with a flying sword!" Yi Xuan deliberately wanted to lead him astray.

Zhan Meng smiled bitterly: "I want to too!" But I was obsessed with boxing back then, once the flying sword and spell approached my three-foot range, my body would react involuntarily and instinctively, and only someone who was much stronger than me could kill me!"

Seeing that the two stopped and started talking, there was a boo in the stands, and many brave monks were shouting and scolding, and Zhanmeng spread his hands: "Speaking of which, you can't find a way to kill me, so you can only go first! If you think of any good way in the underworld, remember to tell me about it!"

Annihilation Meng turned into a fist shadow and rushed towards Yi Xuan, the sky full of fists almost shattered the entire ring into powder, Yi Xuan could only rely on the Yin Yang Pisces Plate to continue to resist, but he didn't realize that every time he was hit by the Boxing Gang, part of the fist strength was absorbed by the Yin Yang Pisces, as the Annihilation Meng fist became stronger and stronger, the Yin Yang Pisces Disc gradually emitted bright light, and finally Yi Xuan seemed to be holding a bright moon in his hand.

"Pretend to be a ghost!" "Destroying Meng was in the thick of the battle, ignoring the changes in Yi Xuan's hands at all, instead dancing his fists even more violently, wanting to tear Yi Xuan to pieces.

Yi Xuan was secretly frightened, and his mind kept communicating with Yin and Yang Pisces, but he was always smart

Pisces sent back a specious response: "Good to hold, good to eat!"

Yi Xuan was at a loss, the Yin Yang Pisces Disc in his hand shook violently, and a gang wind suddenly erupted from the middle of the whole plate, which was a hundred times more violent than the fist gang of the annihilation, and a huge ball of light exploded from the center of the two of them, and the two figures flew upside down for several miles before stopping.

Yi Xuan barely controlled his body and opened his mouth to spew out a bloody sword, if it weren't for the Yin Yang Pisces Disc covering the vital points of his head and face, the injury would have been even more serious, and the Yin Yang Pisces also recovered to their original state, swimming slowly again, and there was no abnormality. Yi Xuan raised his eyes and looked at the opposite side, it was much more miserable to destroy Meng, half-kneeling in the ring, the corners of his mouth and chest were full of blood foam, one arm was gone, and the remaining arms were also exposed to the white bones, describing it as extremely miserable.

Opening his mouth and spitting out a few mouthfuls of dirty blood, he asked reluctantly, "What kind of trick is this, why didn't you use it in the first place?"

Yi Xuan was stunned when asked, and it took him a while to react, and he muttered, "This...... It's not a trick, it's a yin-yang pisces plate that absorbs a lot of your fists and then spits them out! Strictly speaking, it's you who defeat yourself!"

The extinguishing of Meng was almost exhausted, and Bei Yixuan's words came back to life angrily: "What? I killed myself, how can this be done, I can't get liberation like this, you hurt me!"

With the resentment in his chest, Zhan Meng stood up again, staggered towards Yi Xuan, and said over and over again: "No, I can't die like this, it's not okay to die like this......"

Yi Xuan was so frightened that he quickly regained his spirits, and the eight flying swords flew out in unison, but the sword light drawn out was blocked by the strength of Annihilation's body, and he couldn't get close at all......

"Wait!" Yi Xuan exclaimed in a hurry.

Zhan Meng was already a little delirious, but he was still attracted by Yi Xuan's shouting and looked up at the other party.

Yi Xuan was in a hurry, and came up with some words to confuse the other party: "But what you just said, you can't get relief by killing yourself, no matter how powerful your fist is, it will be bounced back by my yin and yang pisces."

, it's still the end of self-severance, and it doesn't help at all!"

Annihilation was completely confused, but the obsession of wanting to be free made him ask, "Then what do you say should be done?"

Yi Xuan opened his mouth: "Actually, you have always been obsessed with the word liberation, but what is liberation, you were wrong from the beginning! Is life and death really liberated? In my opinion, being able to follow your own heart is liberation! Just like mortals, you need to eat meat when you are hungry, you need to drink water when you are thirsty, and it is wrong to fight your heart's thirst again and again!"

Seeing the blank look in Zhanmeng's eyes, Yi Xuan continued: "Do you feel tired and sleepy now, why do you have to struggle more, you should follow your own thoughts, relax your mind, close your eyes, everything has nothing to do with me......"

Yi Xuan's words were like a magic spell, and he couldn't help nodding frequently, his eyelids began to fight, and the fists in his hands gradually went out, and finally sat down cross-legged, spit out the resentment in his chest, and sat down.

The monks in the entire arena seemed to be grabbed by the neck, and they couldn't make a sound, only Yi Xuan woke up from the shock first: "Is it really dead? What kind of referee, my opponent has died, is it time to announce the results of the competition?"

"Ah, this ......" The purple-clothed referee on the side also came to his senses under Yi Xuan's repeated questioning, his face was extremely wonderful, and he looked up at the attic on the top floor, wanting to ask for advice.

There were not a few monks who bet on Yi Xuan to win on the spot, and seeing that the referee was deliberately delaying time, he shouted and scolded: "Why don't you announce it? I bet on 1,000 immortal stones, and now that Yi Xuan wins, I should return 3,000 immortal stones, and I am not allowed to cheat!"

Wu Yangyun in the box was furious, and scolded: "Waste, it's all a bunch of waste! The dead soldiers who have worked hard to cultivate in the arena can't even deal with a wild cultivator, it's just useless to the extreme!"

But under the excitement of the crowd, the angry Wu Yangyun had no choice but to signal the referee to announce the result: "Number one seven one one one five, Yi Xuan won, congratulations on winning the title of fifty consecutive slashes!"

A brilliant red light rose from the jade talisman in Yi Xuan's hand, and the big word "fifty" hung above his head for a long time and never dissipated, and finally drilled into the jade talisman amid the cheers of the monks in the stands......

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