Liang Heng stood at the front of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect's disciple team, his hands clenched into fists, his expression indifferent. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Afraid of his demeanor, the people around him are invisibly keeping a certain distance from him.

Someone who knew Liang Heng was whispering: "That's Liang Heng, the chief disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, I heard that the Ten Thousand Swords Sect attaches great importance to him, and said that if he wins the champion of the Dao for a second time, he will be appointed as the new Lord of Ning City." ”

The people who heard this on the side were speechless: "Wouldn't that be the youngest Ningcheng City Lord in history?"

"Isn't it, I didn't expect him to come to see this competition. ”

"How can you not come, the two families on this stage can be regarded as their strongest opponents, even if they are as strong as Liang Heng, they don't dare to say that they will win. ”

Listening to the chewing tongues of others, a disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect did not deviate, and asked for instructions: "Senior brother, do you want to ......?"

Liang Heng shook his head and said coldly: "What do you care about with such a layman, you have lost your identity for no reason." ”

The opponent encountered by the Ten Thousand Sword Sect in this round was not strong, and after solving it early, Liang Heng brought all the disciples to watch this competition between Ying Tian and the God of Medicine.

I wanted to find some new ideas from the competition, but from the current point of view, it is destined to disappoint him.

Retracting his gaze from the ring, Liang Heng said softly, "Let's go." ”

A disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect asked in surprise, "Don't you wait for them to decide the winner?"

"It's hard to wear Lu Min at the end of the strong crossbow, there's nothing to look at," Liang Heng seemed to see a predictable future, and said in an affirmative tone, "Ying Tianzong will definitely lose." ”

The disciples of Ying Tianzong who were competing on the stage naturally wouldn't know Liang Heng's opinion, but even if they did, they wouldn't care.

At the moment, they are controlling the competition at their own pace.

After seeing that the disciples of the Medicine God Sect only had the power to parry under the continuous attacks, Prince Su replaced the stopping formation that restricted their movement with an auxiliary sharp formation, which made Chen Yuan's attack more powerful.

Su Qingyun also concentrated the scope of Lingyou's effect to the forefront, making the effect of the spell blessing even better.

Different from Senior Sister Qian's Ice Claw Transformation, the flowers used by the Yao girl beside her covered a wider range, enveloping all the five disciples of the Medicine God Sect under the sword light.

In order to cooperate with Miss Yao's attack, Chen Yuan also replaced his Jiuyang True Fire Technique with a large-scale attack on the enemy-Bafang Haofeng Technique, a secret technique taught by his master, simple but practical.

And his own stunts, such as finger powers, psychic nature, aura restraint, and atomization skills, have no plans to use them for some reasons.

At this moment, in the feelings of the disciples of the Medicine God Sect, every falling petal seemed to be wrapped in sword qi, and every wisp of breeze seemed to hide a killing intention, making them tired to deal with.

But the Three Lives and All Things Technique is worthy of being the unique skill of the Medicine God Sect, even in such a passive situation, the mellow and flowing aura can protect every disciple from harm.

Zhang Ye was ruthless in his heart: Rampant, be proud, the more this is the case, the worse you will lose.

barely coping with the past wave of strong attacks, Zhang Ye had a hunch: the Ying Tian disciple who was in charge of the strong attack on the opposite side seemed to be about to change again.

His hunch was not wrong, in a stick of incense, after unreservedly venting her spiritual power, Miss Yao's own loss was not small.

Glancing at Chen Yuan worriedly, Miss Yao retreated and returned the position to Qian Qianxiao.

After seeing the two girls exchange a back and forth, and the male disciple still didn't retreat, Zhang Ye couldn't help but let out a surprised "huh".

But soon, he found a reason to convince himself in his heart: maybe this disciple's spiritual power is relatively strong and can last a little longer, maybe in the next round, he should go down.

It's a pity that things are not as he expected, not only in the next round, but in the next round, Chen Yuan is still at the forefront and standing!

At this time, everyone in the audience also discovered the anomaly.

"Who is this male disciple of Ying Tianzong, his spiritual power is so deep, and he has been attacking frantically for nearly half an hour, but he still seems to be at ease. ”

"Yes, if it were me, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to survive half the time. ”

"Half the time, you can do one-third of his level, and in terms of spiritual power, you are far better than your colleagues. ”

Perhaps it was because of the same hatred for the enemy, or perhaps because of Chen Yuan's firm and unyielding will, the hearts of the disciples of Yunqimen unconsciously favored Ying Tianzong's side.

A disciple asked, "Elder, if this senior brother can still persevere, does Ying Tianzong have any hope of winning?"

The elder hesitated for a moment, obviously Chen Yuan's performance was beyond his expectations, but in the end, he still shook his head and said, "It's difficult, not to mention how long he can hold on, even if he can still support it, those two female disciples are already weak." ”

Indeed, even with the bonuses of the Rejuvenation Formation and the Healing Spiritual Mist, the spiritual power that can be recovered in such a short period of time is only a drop in the bucket compared to the consumption required to suppress the Medicine God Sect.

With the passage of time, the time interval between the rotation of the two women has become shorter and shorter, from the beginning of a stick of incense to a half-pillar of incense, to a cup of tea, and then to now only thirty breaths, anyone with a discerning eye can see that the two women are on the verge of running out of oil and running out.

This also gave the disciples of the Medicine God Sect, who were struggling to support them like candles in the wind, the last hope.

Suppressed by this stormy offensive, the disciples of the Medicine God Sect walked on the edge of the cliff as if they were walking on thin ice, and after more than half an hour, their tense minds had become exhausted.

Zhang Ye estimated in his heart, there are probably two rotations, and the two female disciples on the opposite side should be unable to connect due to lack of spiritual power.

This also made him breathe a long sigh of relief in his heart, glanced at Chen Yuan with some fear, and sighed: Fortunately, there is only one monster like him, Ying Tianzong.

Not only the Medicine God Sect, but also the disciples of the Ying Tian Sect saw the grim situation in front of them.

Taking advantage of the gap between attacks, Miss Yao gasped and said, "I'm afraid that after the next rotation, it will be unsustainable." ”

"Well, you've done enough. Chen Yuan waved his hand and slashed out thousands of sword qi, and said indifferently.

As if to foresee the advent of failure, the always proud Yao'er girl also lowered her head, and her frustrated words were a little crying: "I'm sorry, we dragged you back......"

While Chen Yuan maintained the attack, he looked at her in surprise: "What nonsense are you talking about, without your help, how could I have persevered to get to this point alone?"

"You and Senior Sister Shallow will go and recover in a while, and I'll leave it to me in front. ”

Looking at Miss Yao'er's reddened eyes and biting red lips, Chen Yuan turned his head and thought about it, and repeated the sentence again: "Trust me!"