Chapter 63: The Eighth Vein, Wang Cheng

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At this moment, the cyan dragon in the sky turned into a green mang and returned to the Qi Rock Body, which was his green dragon technique, refined with a trace of the true green dragon soul.

"Hmph, this one, you Fenglingmen lost. Qi Yan sneered, his right hand suddenly slapped, and a strong force suddenly swept towards Zhou Yu.

A muffled sound came, Zhou Yu's body flew out upside down, and he fell directly outside the round platform, spitting out blood again, Zhou Yu looked at Qi Yan on the stage with a sluggish breath, and a miserable smile appeared on his face.

He lost the Wind Spirit Gate......

This time, more than ever, I lost completely. Although the first few times he lost in the end, he won a few games during the time, but now the Wind Spirit Sect has tried its best, but it still loses......

"Ming Daozi Daoist, you Fengling Sect, but there are still people who dare to go to the stage to fight? If there is no such fighting method, even if my Qingxuanzong wins. The green-robed old man said very easily, and felt that the Wind Spirit Gate was getting more and more depressed, maybe something could be done in advance......

On the side of the Wind Spirit Gate, everyone was silent at the moment.

Qi Yan on the round platform, his cultivation has reached the middle stage of foundation building, and he has cultivated the Qingxuan Secret Method, not to mention the core disciples, even some elders, at this moment, they secretly feel that even if they play by themselves, they may not be able to win.

Ming Daozi's heart was gloomy, he was bitter in his heart and wanted to admit defeat, but he felt too unwilling, although the other party was strong, but he had to dare to fight on his side.

"Disciples, which of you would like to fight?"

Glancing at the disciples of the Eight Veins and the core disciples, Ming Daozi spoke in a dejected tone, and there was silence when he responded to him, and everyone lowered their heads, not daring to look directly at him.

Looking at this scene, Ming Daozi sighed in his heart, he knew that over the years, because of the retreat of the three ancestors of the Jiedan, the Fengling Gate had no one to take care of, and he had to be afraid to do anything, but he didn't expect that now Jing is downcast to such a point......

"Haha, Ming Daoyou, since no one in your Fengling Sect dares to fight, then this Fighting Law Conference ......"

"I'm willing to fight. ”

A light voice suddenly interrupted the words of the green-robed old man, and Wang Cheng walked out of the end with an expressionless face, came to Ming Daozi, and bowed with his fists.

Suddenly, Wang Cheng's appearance made everyone slightly stunned, Sun Xing looked even more anxious, and hurriedly said at this moment: "Wang Cheng, this is not something you can participate in, the fighting method has no eyes, and you will not retreat!"

Not only Sun Xing, but several other elders saw Wang Cheng come forward, and their hearts moved at first, but after seeing that Wang Cheng was only the fourth layer of condensation, they were silent in their hearts, and they felt that a disciple who could have a fearless spirit, even if his cultivation was not high, was also a blessing.

Ming Daozi glanced at Wang Cheng, his expression was complicated, he didn't expect that a disciple who was only a fourth-layer condensation qi would dare to participate in the battle, but these core disciples of the foundation building did not dare, he sighed again in his heart, and then, his eyes flashed a trace of determination, if the Dharma Fighting Conference is lost, he will lose, and he can't change the downfall of the Wind Spirit Gate.

"Uncle in charge, disciple Wang Cheng asked to fight. Wang Cheng suppressed the majestic battle intent in his heart, originally he was not ready to fight so directly, but for some reason, seeing Qinglong kill the illusory giant made him a little irritable in his heart.

After being silent for a long time, Ming Daozi looked at Wang Cheng, then sighed again and nodded.

Wang Cheng took a deep breath, and after arching his hand again, he glanced at Sun Xing, who had an anxious face, smiled slightly in his heart, and walked onto the round platform.

This scene fell in the eyes of many disciples who had laughed at Wang Cheng before, and they immediately felt unbelievable, and they admired Wang Cheng's courage in their hearts, but they knew that Wang Cheng had no possibility of winning at all.

Sun Xing looked at Wang Cheng's figure, a little stunned in his heart, and at the same time relieved, his eighth vein had been aggrieved for so many years, but this time it was Wang Cheng who got vent.

Ming Daozi's expression was complicated, he glanced at Sun Xing, and then sighed and said, "In the next Dharma Fighting Conference, the eighth vein will still participate......

As his words fell, the other elders were silent. Apparently the matter has been tacitly acquiesced.

On the round platform, Wang Cheng's expression was indifferent, although the other party was in the middle stage of foundation building, and the gap between them was like heaven and earth, but at this moment, no one was laughing at him.

Qingxuanzong and the other disciples looked even more tranquil, although they had already guessed the ending in their hearts, they also admired Wang Cheng......

"Report your name. Qi Yan's disdainful voice came, Wang Cheng seemed to him to be just a fourth-layer condensation, and with a casual wave of his hand, the other party would die without a place to be buried.

"The eighth vein, Wang Cheng. ”

Wang Cheng said calmly, the battle intent in his heart exploded, his eyes were bright, and then he suddenly thought of something, and took out a low-grade flying sword from the storage bag.

Qi Yan looked at this scene, sneered in his heart, and did not take the lead, after all, this Wang Cheng's strength is too weak, no matter what happens, this one will be won by him.

"This flying sword is a bit weird...... Ming Daozi's expression changed when he saw Wang Cheng take out this low-grade flying sword, and at this moment, he raised a trace of expectation for Wang Cheng's performance.

Sun Xing kept looking at the stage, he didn't see the strangeness of the flying sword, but planned in his heart, how to save Wang Cheng later.

Looking at this inferior flying sword, Wang Cheng had some expectations in his heart, this inferior flying sword was fused with three illusion swordsmanship that he had performed with the nine-layer cultivation of condensing qi, what was the effect, he had not tried it, at this moment, looking at Qi Yan with a disdainful face, his divine sense moved, and the first phantom sword technique immediately broke out.

Suddenly, a momentum in the early stage of foundation building suddenly erupted.

Qi Yan looked contemptuous, and was just about to make a move, but suddenly an astonishing momentum that made his heart beat sluggishly suddenly rose to the ground.

"The middle stage of foundation building!"

Qi Yan's expression changed suddenly, his eyes stared at the flying sword in Wang Cheng's hand, his eyes were a little shocked, but the next moment, he sneered in his heart, no matter how Wang Cheng looked at it, it was only the fourth layer of condensation, but the flying sword in his hand was extremely extraordinary......

"Well, if I win you later, I'll ask for this flying sword, it's a waste to give such a treasure to a waste. ”

Sun Xing's heart shook at this moment, his eyes looked at the flying sword in Wang Cheng's hand, his expression showed a trace of strangeness, on this flying sword, he felt some familiar taste......

The head of the sect and other elders were also shaking in their hearts at this moment, and they were looking forward to Wang Cheng more and more.

Lu Ming stood in the crowd, he looked at Wang Cheng on the stage blankly, his eyes were incredulous, and he felt in his heart that Wang Cheng could not have such a powerful means......

Wang Cheng's expression moved slightly, this time the illusion sword technique on the flying sword, he had already broken out twice, and after a little silence, his divine sense moved again, and the third illusion sword technique ...... Erupt!

It's an earth-shattering momentum!

Like a desolate ancient beast, it swept the heavens and the earth as soon as it appeared, and the three illusion swordsmanship erupted at this moment, seemingly forming an indescribable special force, this power rolled up the momentum and turned into a coercion!

Qi Yan's expression was unprecedentedly frightened, but he didn't have time to react, as soon as this coercion appeared, his whole body knelt uncontrollably, and the cultivation in his body seemed to be suppressed in some way, and it seemed to be very sluggish when it operated.

"Impossible! This flying sword can actually have the coercion of the Jiedan!" The green-robed old man no longer regained his previous composure at this moment, and his heart became nervous like never before.

At this moment, while his heart was shaking, he secretly felt that maybe this Wang Cheng was the real hole card of the Fengling Gate......

At this moment, whether it was the Wind Spirit Sect or the Qingxuan Sect, they were in disbelief in their hearts!

Ming Daozi and the others glanced at each other, and they all saw the shock in their eyes, and while Sun Xing was shocked in his heart, something suddenly came to mind in his mind, and an unprecedented excitement swept through his heart.

"Tyranny...... The Wind Spirit Sect is really a good means, and he actually handed over a piece of Danbao to his disciples. The green-robed old man was gloomy in his heart at the moment, and said suddenly.

In his opinion, the flying sword in Wang Cheng's hand must be the treasure of the Dan Formation! Only this kind of Dan treasure that can be refined by the Dan Monk can have such coercion!

"Zhang Daoyou, this flying sword is definitely not a Danbao. ”

Sun Xing forcibly suppressed the excitement in his heart, his eyes were bright, and he said in an affirmative tone.

The green-robed old man snorted coldly, thinking in his heart, when the fighting method is over, he must take a closer look at the flying sword, although he is not sure in his heart whether it is Danbao or not, but this is the case!

Wang Cheng held the inferior flying sword. At this moment, he walked in front of Qi Yan step by step.

Every time he took a step, the pressure of that knot pill would get closer, and at this moment, Qi Yan was already overwhelmed.

didn't speak, Wang Cheng raised his palm directly, he didn't use his cultivation, but relied on the power of his body, slapped out with one palm, a subtle sound of breaking the air sounded, and with a bang, Qi Yan's body flew out of the round platform directly.

Blood flowed out of his mouth, and Wang Cheng's palm did not use all his strength, but it was equivalent to a blow from a high-grade spiritual weapon.

In fact, Wang Cheng didn't expect that the phantom swordsmanship of the lower-grade flying sword could burst out with the coercion of the knot, and he couldn't help but think that if he took out the top-grade flying sword and broke out more than a dozen of the phantom swordsmanship, what kind of scene would it be......

Forcibly accepted Wang Cheng's palm, even if he was cultivating in the middle stage of foundation building, Qi Yan still felt uncomfortable for a while. What is even more uncomfortable is not the physical injury, but the inner humiliation, I can only kneel on the ground and be shot, and I can't fight back, which is really a shame to think about.

He looked at Wang Cheng deadly, and the murderous intent was surging in his heart.

Extremely unrelenting, he walked into the ring again, and when his hands were sealed, the sky fluctuated, and the cyan dragon reappeared at this moment!

"I want you dead!"

He shouted angrily, and the cyan dragon in the sky roared, rushing towards Wang Cheng.

Wang Cheng's expression was like this, and at this moment, he slowly patted the storage bag and took out a high-grade flying sword from the storage bag......

"Wang disdains to fight you. He opened his mouth lightly, and directly erupted with all the illusion swordsmanship in this top-grade flying sword.

A tragic roar echoed, a real Qi Dan breath suddenly rose, the air in the sky began to condense, the wind and clouds rolled violently, this momentum was an extremely majestic Qi Dan momentum, at this moment, it turned into Dao Dao coercion, and roared towards Qi Yan!

"Poof!"

Qi Yan directly spit out a mouthful of blood, his body couldn't help but tremble, the cultivation in his body seemed to be condensed at this moment, unable to operate freely, the cyan dragon lost his cultivation blessing, and dissipated in the air at this moment.

This moment...... The audience was silent......

Under this coercion, the old man in the green robe was shaken, and at the same time, his eyes were in disbelief......